CHAPTER 910 - A TYRANNICAL DRAGON TEARS APART THE SKIES! II

[Illusory Prison of the Nine-Tailed Monarch] :: A nearly unbreakable prison that can only be activated by the Royal Bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Fox Race. As it is an ability that surpasses the abilities of a Great Sage, it requires a being at the Monarch Stage to be cast or a Bloodline Treasure handed down from one such being to their progeny. Within the Illusory Prison, the abilities of the Nine-Tailed Fox Race are enhanced by +10,000%, with essence being drawn from the surrounding space to constantly heal any injuries they may suffer.

Noah’s Eyes of Truth flashed with an intense light as the golden crimson pillars that surrounded him on all sides.

He looked like he was in a square cage that came together from an innumerable number of the golden crimson pillars, with one barely being able to see between the gaps into the outside world!

The Prince had actually trapped himself into such a Prison as his body became a mirage, duplicating itself multiple times as it was hard to tell which was the real one.

This was Noah coming face to face with the Grand Dao of Illusions, and his eyes only shone with an excited light as he sought to learn more about this dao himself!

"Come at me you wretched beast!"

BOOM!

The Prince said these words as his many illusory bodies released a glorious light, Noah coming face to face with a being that like him...had manifested Galaxies.

But unlike him, Prince Ebner did not just have hundreds of Manifested Galaxies...but millions!

Tens of millions of Manifested Galaxies that made up his Galactic Filaments!

Noah looked at this glorious scene of an innumerable number of galaxies as he thought about himself. He had a mere fraction of this number as he had just stepped into the Galactic Filament Rank, where he thought the budding of hundreds of Galaxies set him on the right track.

But the scene in front of him...

It was what explained the Prince’s tremendous power and his confidence- the fact that this being was already making his way towards becoming a Monarch as he had already forged tens of millions of Galaxies.

This brings up a point that has to be explained in order to fully comprehend the ranks of power when it comes to Sages, Great Sages, and Monarchs!

Great Sages had to have assimilated multiple Daos and stepped into the Galactic Filament Realm, a rank where one began expanding their single Galaxy within their Origin to multiple.

The overarching goal of a being in the Galactic Filament Realm...was to form their own Universe!

But such a thing was so far away and so hard to accomplish, and it was something that very few beings in the cosmos ever had a chance of accomplishing. One could spend hundreds of thousands of years until they faced death without being able to go from the Galactic Filament Realm and into the Universal Realm.

Such a reality brought the titled stages of Monarchs and Paragons into the picture!

For them to be considered a Monarch...they had to have forged over 50 Billion Galaxies!

Can you imagine the tremendous force one could release with that many Galaxies within his Origin? Can you imagine the vast reserves of mana and essence?!

The many beings of the Primordial Cosmos fought day in and day out to forge this ridiculous number of Galaxies, and just like when they initially broke into the Galactic Filament Realm, they had to multiply their Galaxies by nurturing them with the essence of assimilated Daos.

This was also why everyone chased after comprehending a myriad of Daos, as the more one assimilated and the higher their tier...the faster they could forge galaxies within their origin!

When one added to the strength a being could access from hundreds of millions of Galaxies and the fact that they could purify their bodies with Primordial Essence...the reality of foes Noah could come across in the Primordial Cosmos was terrifying.

At the level of Monarch, the percentage of Purification a being could undergo with Primordial Essence capped at 50%. This was a shocking +500,000% to All Parameters, a ridiculous number that when paired up with the essence of billions of galaxies...it achieved a stupendous level of power that was far ahead any being in the level of Great Sage could match.

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The Prince in front of Noah’s eyes released terrifying pressure as the tens of millions of Manifested Galaxies shone, his body borrowing their immense might and power as within the golden crimson Cage only he and the 9 clones of Noah as well as his main body were in- pillars of red tendrils of flames erupted as he cast a skill against Noah’s incoming unstable galaxies!

[Soul Scorching Flames of the Abyssal Galaxies].

It created a glorious scene of multiple Tyrant Dragons flapping their flaming wings, their claws outstretched and covered by Ruination Galaxy Spirit Bombs that tore apart the skies itself...all the while evading deadly tendrils of soul scorching flames!

This was the shocking battle occurring with Noah and the Prince, while even more brutal battles were occurring outside of the Illusory Prison.

The Animus Summons and their 5 Identical copies were going wild on the other Great Sages, the figure of the beautiful races from the Supreme Bloodlines facing enemies attacking them with ferocity they hadn’t come across before!

CAAA!

One particularly dreadful scene was the blazing Golden Crow that led her 5 clones towards the single Golden Cyclops Great Sage that towered over 20 meters.

The Golden Crow targeted the creature that released a deadly light from its single eye, surrounding it on all sides as its golden beak opened to release sky melting flames!

[Primal Hell Flames of the Golden Crow].

CAAA!

A ridiculously baleful flame that reached the temperatures of genuine suns had all of its heat and Essence expertly directly from all sides towards a single Great Sage, the expression of this being utterly shifting to become ashen as he bellowed out grandly.

It was a body that shimmered with the light of a few hundred thousand Galaxies.

But...facing the attacks of 6 genuine Great Sages, facing the attack of the Golden Crow that literally melted the skies as if reality was a painting...the deathly cry of a Great Sage rang out across the Stardew Valleys!

OOOOOH

It was the cry of a being that had lived for a long time.

The cry of a being that had not expected to face a deadly attack that could reap his life!

At least not until some of the Entities and Sages from their side had fallen.

He was a Great Sage- even if their enemy was this powerful, how could he fall to the grasps of death first like a common mob?!

But his questions would never be answered as this deathly cry became a wake up call to the Supreme Bloodlines in the skies that faced the Dragons as their enemies.

They each saw in the periphery of their eyes as a Great Sage was burned alive while surrounded by 6 Golden Crows, their hearts becoming exceedingly cold as they realized just how deadly the situation before them was!