The golden fountain pen clicked against the parchment. Emperor Sol-Vahn’s brittle, rock-like hand shook so violently that the signature looked like the frantic scratching of a dying beast.
The moment the drop of his alien blood hit the F-Rank paper contract, Ethan’s 10,000x Return System forcefully triggered its concept ascension once more.
[DING! You have sincerely invested 1x ’Basic Slave Contract (Trash Grade)’ into the fallen Cosmic Overlord: Sol-Vahn.]
[Triggering Return Multiplier... Calculating... CONGRATULATIONS! You have triggered the maximum capped 10,000x Multiplier!]
[The contract has evolved into the Cosmic-Tier Mythic Constraint: Runes of the Stellar Sovereign!]
[Emperor Sol-Vahn’s soul, memories, and his entire imperial authority over the Centauri Sun Empire have been permanently bound to the Host!]
OMMMM—
A brilliant flash of dark purple light seeped into Sol-Vahn’s gray skin. The crackling fissures across his body instantly healed, and his Level 150 plasma attributes rushed back into his veins with a roar of cosmic energy. Yet, when the Golden Emperor opened his eyes, the arrogance was entirely gone.
He dropped to his hands and knees on the ice-covered metal bridge, pressing his forehead against Ethan’s boots. "The Centauri Sun Empire and its ten thousand colonized star systems greet the True Sovereign."
Ethan didn’t waste a single second. The galaxy was waiting. He merged both paths into a singular, devastating strategy that would permanently break the galactic balance of power.
"Sol-Vahn," Ethan commanded, his dark-matter trench coat absorbing the flashing lights of the bridge. "Order your frozen armada to thaw. We are going to the Centauri capital world right now. But we aren’t going as invaders... we are going to host an event the Cosmic Council will never forget."
_ _ _
Three hours later, the spatial fabric over the massive, golden capital planet of Centauri Prime violently ripped open.
The citizens and noble houses of the empire looked up in absolute, paralyzing horror as a massive, twenty-mile-long black dreadnought stepped through the spatial rift.
Flanking it were the ten thousand star-cruisers of their own Imperial Vanguard Fleet.
However, the fleet no longer carried the banners of the Sun Empire. The ships were cloaked in a faint, suffocating mist of dark void mana. You are reading on g.com, the official source.
Before the imperial military command could launch their defense grids, a colossal, multi-dimensional holographic projection exploded across the sky of the entire planet.
Julian Cross stood at the center of the projection, his silver monocle gleaming maliciously as he looked down upon the billions of alien citizens.
"Civilizations of the Centauri Cluster! By order of the True Sovereign, Emperor Sol-Vahn has stepped down. The Sun Empire is now a subsidiary of the Earth Underground Guild!"
A wave of chaotic hysteria rippled across the planet. But Julian didn’t stop there. He raised his hand, and the holographic screen split into thousands of individual digital auction blocks.
"To celebrate our merger, the Sovereign is launching the Grand Interstellar Subversion Auction!" Julian purred. "Today, we are selling off the private military vaults, the forbidden plasma cultivation techniques, and the planetary resource shares of the entire Centauri Royal Family! We accept only Cosmic Mana Veins and the spatial coordinates of your rival systems’ hidden vaults!"
The neighboring alien syndicates, the shadow guilds of the Orion Arm, and the mercenary fleets who had hated the Centauri Empire for centuries didn’t hesitate.
Seeing the golden empire completely captured, their greed completely overrode their caution. The universal networks melted down under the sheer volume of incoming bids.
15x Star-System Core Matrices!
100x Unrefined Nebula Fragments!
The full coordinates of the Orion Shadow Syndicate’s central treasury!
Tons of universe-ending cosmic treasures were funneled directly into Ethan’s System Space through the obsidian key terminal.
[DING! System Notification: Massive universal wealth accumulation detected!]
[Your secure vault has received: 2,000x Cosmic-Grade Primordial Materials!]
[Base Attributes: 75,700 -> 250,000! (Universal Sovereign-Tier Realized!)]
[Your talent ’Concept Termination’ has evolved into the absolute cosmic law: Genesis & Apocalypse (You can now create new elements, overwrite dimensional realities, or erase entire star clusters from the universal map at a whim)!]
BOOM!!!!!
A localized shockwave of pure, translucent white cosmic mana erupted from Ethan’s chest, shattering the spatial boundaries inside the dreadnought’s command deck. At 250,000+ base attributes, Ethan was no longer a part of the universe’s ecosystem.
He was the definition of the universe itself. His passive breathing caused the solar winds outside the ship to change direction.
"My Lord," Cassandra whispered, walking onto the bridge. Her silver eyes spun with the light of a hundred frozen galaxies. "The Cosmic Council has noticed. They have deployed the Three Galactic Arbitrators."
Outside the viewpoint glass, space itself began to warp violently. Three colossal entities—beings composed of pure, crystalline cosmic laws, standing thousands of feet tall—manifested in the void surrounding the dreadnought.
These were the Level 200 Arbitrators of the universe, creatures tasked with destroying any anomaly that threatened the framework of the reality matrix.
"Anomaly Detected," the central Arbitrator boomed, its voice vibrating through the vacuum of space, rattling the tectonic plates of the golden planet below. "Ethan Reed. Your talent violates the fundamental conservation of universal energy. Submit to conceptual deletion, or your entire galaxy will be wiped from the dimensional fabric."
Ethan stood at the front of the bridge, his eyes completely calm, pitch-black abysses. He casually walked out into the vacuum of open space, his black coat fluttering against the solar dust.
He looked up at the three multi-thousand-foot gods of law and slowly raised his hand.
"Violates the conservation of energy?" Ethan whispered, his voice echoing across the star system through pure conceptual transmission.
A dark, absolute smirk split his face as his fingers snapped, activating Genesis & Apocalypse.
"Then let’s rewrite the conservation of energy."