Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System - Chapter 324

Chapter 324: Chapter 324: Battle

Chapter 324 – Battle

BOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!

An earthshaking explosion echoed through the world, followed by a wave of splintered rock, dust, and rubble ripping through the sky in cascading bursts.

“Damn, why so aggressive?” Noah muttered as he found himself weightless in the air, surrounded by thousands of shredded stones.

The moment those words left his lips, as if sentient, the rocks transformed into thorns blacker than charcoal, their tips sharper than spears, and they flew toward him from all directions, leaving trails of torn space behind them.

Noah observed all of this calmly, his finger twitched, and a cornucopia of threads burst outward around him and wrapped him in a protective cocoon.

The song of steel against steel rang through a realm now smothered in thorns of every color and shape as Noah blocked the attacks.

He didn’t stop there.

He produced threads that lost their protective property but were sticky enough to bind the attacking thorns, suspending them in the air, unable to approach him.

The cocoon vanished, leaving Noah exposed as he took in the scene around him.

The realm was quaking here and there, deafening explosions shattering the very idea of silence, the roar echoing without pause. Buildings were being destroyed, mortals and lower-level beings cried out in agony as they raised their heads to see the sky fragmenting into parts that looked ready to fall at any moment.

Clouds of dust rose everywhere, enveloping the realm in apocalyptic horror.

Noah heard a distant rumble of battle and snapped his head toward the far west of the realm, where he saw Aurelia standing before a man with golden hair, green eyes, and pointed ears.

Typical features of the Worldborn.

His face was clouded with anger, veins popping like slithering serpents as his green eyes pulsed with viper’s venom. His mouth moved—he was speaking to Aurelia, whose face looked bored and uninterested.

She floated in the air with two golden wings made of the bark of the golden tree back in her realm, her hands holding a pair of daggers with intricate designs that shone with a sharp brilliance.

Without waiting for Neron to finish his rambling, she kicked off and propelled herself toward him, leaving a flash of blistering golden light that burned the very oxygen.

In less than the time it takes a thought to be born, she appeared before him and slashed.

Neron raised both hands in an X, plants sprouting out of nowhere to wrap his forearms just before impact.

A thunderous roar of destruction spread through the realm, making it quake and quiver as if about to collapse into dust. Space rippled, swelled, and tears opened where Aurelia struck, with Neron hurled down to the ground at whipping speed.

Aurelia glanced at the crater and, a second later, flickered like a mirage as she darted after him, ready to finish the fight.

Noah didn’t continue watching, another sound seized his attention to the north.

There, a nightmarish beast opened its maw wide, molten green saliva dripping, teeth sharp enough to pierce the very fabric of reality, before it snapped shut, trying to devour five beings in front of it.

The beast’s body was scaled black like a dragon’s, its frame humongous, as if its head alone could shatter the sky. Its form resembled that of an ape, with two horns of red bone etched in black runes protruding from its skull. Its eyes were red, glowing with a madness and hunger that could unmake worlds. Its hands were vast, like primordial anvils, and they had sharp claws.

This was one of the beast forms of Asaemon. And right now he was battling five of the Lady of Thorn’s subordinates, every strike and every step making the world tilt and space shatter like cracked wood.

“You dare to look elsewhere while fighting me?” an angry voice growled in front of Noah, pulling his focus back.

A beautiful and striking woman stood before him. Her eyes were yellow-grey, their pupils encircled by thorns. Her grey hair fell like a waterfall to her round hips—normal in one instant, then in the next shifting into a mass of billions of thorns smashed together.

She looked at him with eyes that could kill.

Noah smirked.

“Can you not calm down? We admit we came at an inappropriate time, but still…why make such a big—!”

He stopped mid-sentence, tilting his head to the right, evading a thorn that was aiming straight for his forehead.

Behind him, something detonated, a huge blast of air and smoke rising from the ground and smothering the realm in a dusty mist for a heartbeat.

Noah’s smile twitched.

This woman was serious about killing him, it seemed.

Deciding to stop fooling around, Noah used his causality.

“As long as I am breathing, every wound you make me feel will be felt by you too—doubled,” he uttered with a devilish grin.

The threads of causality in the realm shifted. A large part of them ruptured and a new weave was born within—the weave was Noah’s.

A clicking sound echoed through the realm, and the Lady of Thorn stepped back, head lowered, staring at her body in sudden confusion, eyes widening as she felt what had just been bound to her.

She raised her head sluggishly only to see Noah’s fist an inch from her face, a villainous smile plastered on his lips, and then he struck her delicate right cheek with merciless precision.

Her face shifted, her right eye exploded from its socket, teeth splintered, blood sprayed like a fountain and painted the world in red, then muscle, skin, and tendon crushed into mashed pulp as the impact finally sent her to kiss the ground beneath them with an ear-splitting crack that made the air howl like a raging beast.

Space around his fist throbbed madly, looking ready to collapse from the sheer strength of Noah’s punch. A steam of energy flowed off his knuckles, born from the friction between them and the Lady of Thorn’s face.

Noah stood there, watching the ground, which was now swallowed by a thick cloud of dust, a smile on his lips.

Seconds later, a deep, banshee-like screech boomed out, and slicing soundwaves carved through everything in their path.

The dust cleared, and Noah finally saw the Lady of Thorn’s face.

It was unsightly.

Her previous beauty was gone. In its place, mangled flesh and an empty right socket stared up at him, deep crimson blood oozing like ichor and spilling to the ground in a waterfall.

She glared up at Noah, high in the sky, with her left eye pulsing with hatred and a heat so visceral that the surrounding space shuddered under her aura.

She parted her swollen lips, and a voice like scratching on dry skin rasped through the ruined realm:

“I will fucking kill you.”

Noah smirked.

“My life is too heavy for you to take, my lady. But…”

He stretched out his right hand and pointed at her, curling his fingers in a come at me gesture.

“…come at me. Next time, I will explode your head in a flurry of brains and blood.”

—End of Chapter 324—

A/N:

Sigh…

Where are the golden tickets? The gifts ? The PS ? Are you cheating on me with other authors?

Sigh…