Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

Chapter 423 ARIA, The Creation Extremity

The news of the Supreme Devotees' defeat spread like wildfire across all sectors and the Darkest Domains of the Dark Region, causing mass panic and disbelief.

It was unthinkable.

A single empire—a measly, insignificant force—had waged an Extinction War against the entire Dark Domain... and was winning.

The shock wasn't limited to the Dark Region alone.

Nearby empires—from the Blue Moon Empire to the Xenia Domain—all caught wind of the unprecedented event.

For days, the news circulated, shaking the very foundations of the Primal Realm.

The Kievan Empire, once insignificant, had now become the topic of the century.

Just where did they find the courage?

And then, a name emerged—one that sent chills down the spines of all who heard it.

Emperor Zytherion.

A man of absolute power, a being whose might had shattered the heavens, a ruler who had slaughtered Black Hole Dominators as if they were mere insects.

Upon confirming the authenticity of the news, Emperor Kalix from the Blue Moon Empire rose from his throne, feeling all the air escape out of his lungs.

He, an insignificant Nebula Dominator, had been provoking the Kievan Empire all this time. How dare he?

Wasn't this just courting death?

"Your Majesty! Control yourself!" the Imperial adviser spoke, rising from his seat as well, though his face had paled with fear as well.

"Tell me, what should we do now? Wouldn't they take revenge on us for attacking their territory?" Emperor Kalix asked, trembling.

His eyes were desperate, trying to mediate the situation in any way possible. He didn't want to die—not now.

A man capable of slaughtering Black Hole Dominators from the Dark Region was no laughing matter.

He knew he wouldn't stand a chance against them—much less against this Zytherion.

"Maybe we should seek his forgiveness, Your Majesty? What do you say?" the old Imperial adviser suggested cautiously.

"But would he forgive us?" Emperor Kalix asked, uncertainty clouding his voice.

"I don't know for sure, Your Majesty. But from what we have gathered so far, he seems to be a kind and righteous person; someone willing to bet everything for his subjects. He is compassionate. Perhaps... he might be willing to forgive us."

Hearing this, the expressions of her divine subordinates grew even more reverent.

For they stood in the presence of the Creation Goddess herself.

She was the Creator of all races, all beings, the universe itself—the very architect of life and matter.

She was the Creation Extremity.

Suddenly, the Divine Goddess felt a splitting headache pierce through her forehead.

Her golden eyes flickered, and a faint ripple of divine energy surged around her.

The hall trembled as if the universe itself was reacting to her distress.

Her subordinates tensed but dared not move without her command.

Clutching her temple, she let out a slow breath, her expression darkening.

"This... Again?" she muttered under her breath, her voice laced with irritation.

"How long are you going to struggle, little girl? Don't you get tired of it?"

As she asked, a voice answered within her mind, "As long as you don't let me out," Aria responded coldly.

"Haha, that's not possible currently. Wait till I get my full powers back. Then I will grant you your body, but in return—"

"In return, what?" Aria continued asked.

"In return, you have to tell me the whereabouts of your son. Don't forget how desperately you fought back to give birth to him and hide that vile spawn away."

"Never! Even if I die, I will never hand over my precious child to you. He is the living proof of our love," Aria responded with cold resolve, determined to carry out her promise until the last moment of her consciousness.

"It's really unfortunate, little girl. Why don't you understand? For the greater good, there should be no traces of that evil entity. I am doing this for everyone's sake."

"No, you're wrong. And stop calling me a little girl. You and I are one, and we both loved him wholeheartedly from the beginning. How can you forget? Without his Ruination Power, we wouldn't be safe, and life wouldn't exist. Infinite universes, realms, even us—none of it would have existed.

Why don't you realize you have been corrupted?" Aria asked, desperately trying to make her other self remember the truth.

"Hmph... You're wrong. He was stealing away my Creation Essence with his ugly clutches. He should be dead for trying to kill my precious child—my Creation. He is a true Fiend.

HE CANNOT EXIST. NEVER!"

Her voice rumbled, shaking the Primal Realm itself.