I Can Assimilate Everything - Chapter 565

Chapter 565: A Civilizational Crusade! II

In the endless expanse of the Void.

The Void was always calm and eerily silent in ways that most beings found profoundly unsettling, because no sound could travel through the absence of conventional space and no light could be perceived unless one was extremely powerful enough to survive in this emptiness to begin with. The very nature of this non-space resisted habitation by anything that relied on physical laws for continued existence.

It was known and established across the Shattered Folds that only monsters traversed the Void between regions of conventional reality!

And yet at this moment, something unprecedented was occurring.

Legions of entities appeared in the Void with coordinated precision. Their bodies writhed with endless allure of death that made the surrounding emptiness seem almost vibrant by comparison, and there were tens of thousands within this assembled group.

Every single one emanated the distinctive power signature that could only be observed from genuine Living Necrocracies, and their collective presence created weight of authority that bent reality around them.

Many took forms of titanic entities with deathly wings that spanned hundreds of meters, while others appeared as skeletal creatures whose bones pulsed with obsidian radiance.

Some manifested as mere floating heads with expressions of terrible intelligence, and still others existed as illusory lifeforms whose bodies seemed translucent as if they occupied space between full existence and dissolution.

Death followed them completely as fundamental principle rather than simple weapon or tool, and at this moment a glimmer of the immense weight that came from belonging to a Primordial Civilization emanated from their assembled forces. They appeared swiftly like assassins materializing from nothing, and from among their numbers the auras of at least twelve entities exceeded the relative power of someone like Mycelle by multiple times over.

Their gazes were calm and coordinated as they executed clearly rehearsed formations, and at this moment each of the twelve commanders silently raised their fists in synchronized gesture.

The legions surrounding them spread out to encircle a seemingly empty space in the Void with movements suggesting they were sealing off something that currently remained invisible.

As they completed their positioning, opposite to their assembled forces, brilliant silver-green light began spreading outward as the auras of tens of thousands of other entities also appeared. They burned with overwhelming allure of life that stood in stark contrast to the death principles emanating from across the forming barrier, and many looked like massive humanoid titans with radiant green wings of pure vitality.

Leading these life-aligned forces were fifteen entities radiating terrifying power and adorned in green-gold armor that appeared crafted from solidified authority rather than conventional materials. Some held maces or flails that pulsed with concentrated energy, while others carried massive shields.

Their power was oppressive and overwhelming in its intensity, and one of these fifteen commanders looked toward the distant twelve commanders of an enemy Civilization they had been fighting against for eons.

And yet their gazes remained cold and unfeeling rather than showing the hatred that normally characterized such encounters, because at this moment they were not primarily enemies of each other but united enemies of a heathen that was threatening the very foundations of both their Primordial Civilizations!

They had received Civilizational Mandates from their very Ways of Existence, revelations transmitted through dreams that told them of an enemy who had to be wiped out to such an extent that even the eternal conflicts between the Civilization of Necrocracy and The Civilization of Life had to be temporarily set aside.

The Living Lives that appeared also moved to encircle that seemingly empty region of the Void with practiced precision, and they formed a perfect semicircle on one side while the legions of Living Necrocracies formed another perfect semicircle opposite them.

The two forces created complete spherical containment around whatever they were targeting, with only a thin faint line marking the boundary between their respective territories.

Waves of terrifying power joined together along that dividing line as both forces coordinated their authorities to ensure complete sealing, and all possible gaps were closed off so thoroughly that not even a single atom would be able to pass through without being immediately detected by these assembled entities.

And once such formation was properly established with no weaknesses remaining in their containment, five of the entities that looked like commanders from each Civilization floated ever closer to the faint line that divided their forces.

An entity from the Living Necrocracies that appeared as a massive obsidian-purple bony dragon gazed at the other side coldly with eyes that burned with ancient fury, and then its jaws pointed downward and unhinged to open impossibly wide.

Its eyes pulsed with brutal intensity and concentrated Living Existential Authority of Necrocracy as it roared with sound that somehow carried through the Void despite normal physics prohibiting such transmission.

It released immolating pillars of obsidian flames downward toward the seemingly empty space they had surrounded!

HUUM!

The flames shredded the very Void itself rather than simply passing through empty space, tearing at fundamental structure of reality as they smashed into a faint barrier that had been concealing something beneath their detection. This protective veil resisted for moments before being overwhelmed by the concentrated assault, and then it was shredded into nothingness as what had been hidden inside became abundantly clear to all observers.

A concealed sanctuary floating in the Void!

The moment the veil was torn away, the massive skeletal dragon was first to move as it turned into a streak of concentrated light and dove inside the revealed space. Its eyes burned with ferocity that suggested it anticipated significant resistance, and behind this vanguard commander all the others followed.

Alongside the commanders came the orderly entrance of half of the tens of thousands of terrifying entities that had been circling this entire domain, pouring through the breach like flood breaking through failed dam.

And they saw radiance and vast stretch of blue sea spreading beneath them.

The Sea of Thalassara, unmistakable in its distinctive coloration and the concentrated authority that maintained its cohesion despite existing in the Void.

Yet the obsidian flames burning in the sockets of the terrifying skeletal draconic Living Necrocracy squinted with confusion as it swept its perception across the sanctuary and failed to sense the billions of auras that intelligence had suggested would be present.

The shock was profound when it detected only a single life force burning brightly at the center of this blue sea, currently gazing upward with extremely grim expression toward the overwhelming forces descending upon him.

It was none other than their designated target, the heathen called Adrastia.

The Undead Dragon Commander’s voice boomed across the sanctuary with power that made the seas below ripple from sheer pressure.

“Heathen! For the desecration of the brilliance of THE Corpse Hierophant, for violating sacred authorities… BURN!”

…!

An endless sea of deathly flames erupted from this commander’s form and spread outward to consume everything in range, and in the far distance below Achilles looked up at this terrifying creature and the tens of thousands of others surging behind it with overwhelming force.

His eyes showed shock and profound relief rather than fear, because literally less than an hour ago he had carried out contingency plans specifically designed to prepare for exactly this nightmare scenario.

He had asked himself what the worst possible thing that could happen might be, and he naturally arrived at the thought that if the new enemies he’d made within two Primordial Civilizations somehow managed to locate his isolated sanctuary in the Void, the damage would be absolutely catastrophic to everything he valued.

And if hostile forces possessed means to locate him here through methods he couldn’t adequately counter, what he could do out of overabundance of caution was to relocate Rose and all others to different domains entirely.

After all, when he officially founded the Civilization of Necrocratic Life, he gained access to the ability called Protected Domain Creation that allowed him to establish sanctuaries operating according to his principles and provide safe zones where members of his Civilization could cultivate without external interference.

And he had proceeded to create such domains at locations separated by gigaparsecs from this original sanctuary, already establishing four different Protected Domains scattered across vast distances.

Rose, their children, his resurrected family members, and all the regular inhabitants of the Sea of Thalassara had been relocated to these hidden locations!

He was the only one remaining in this particular Sea of Thalassara, maintaining presence to see if the worst-case scenario manifested.

But he genuinely had not expected his overabundance of caution and paranoid preparation to actually prove necessary, and at this moment he was looking at assembled entities from both the Civilizations of Life and Necrocracy whose power exceeded his own by such margins that direct confrontation would be suicidal foolishness.

Things weren’t the absolute worst they could be since his family was safely relocated rather than trapped here with him, and he was getting valuable glimpse of the terrifying power that his enemies could bring to bear when properly motivated!

As for whether this Constellation Dream Body stationed here in the decoy sanctuary would survive the overwhelming assault currently descending upon him…

Well, that was another question entirely.

But…he could try a particularly unique ability he held that he questioned the workings of before against these overly powerful enemies!

1/1 Onwards!