The crimson primordial energy faded, leaving the run-down slum apartment of Earth-Alternate-772 encased in a deep, dark purple space-time distortion.
Young Master Derek of the Hyperion Syndicate lay pinned to the wooden floorboards, his bones fracturing under the passive weight of Ethan Reed’s fifty-million-attribute presence.
The two Level 50 B-Rank bodyguards had already been reduced to frozen statues by Cassandra’s aura, their faces locked in expressions of permanent horror.
The alternate Ethan and his parents stared up from the dirt, their minds completely paralyzed. They were looking at a version of Ethan that had conquered the laws of existence.
"Cassandra," Ethan commanded, his dark-matter trench coat absorbing the dim light of the room.
"Deploy the legion. Secure this parallel solar system. I want every resource vault, dungeon core, and corporate treasury under the Hyperion Syndicate seized within the hour."
"By your supreme command, My Lord," Cassandra replied, bowing deeply.
She raised her silver-clad arm, activating the 100x SSS-Rank Cosmic Soldier Seals that Ethan had just extracted from his 10,000x multiverse return.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
One hundred towering rifts tore open in the sky directly above the alternate city.
Out stepped one hundred Cosmic Soldiers—gargantuan entities encased in obsidian armor, each floating with a terrifying Level 150 Cosmic Vanguard rating above their heads.
With a single synchronized step, the legion vanished into the atmosphere, scattering across the alternate planet to execute a flawless, high-speed conquest.
Within forty-five minutes, the entire parallel Earth—and its surrounding planetary colonies—fell under absolute, bloodless submission.
The Hyperion Syndicate was completely decapitated before its high directors could even send a distress signal to their global networks.
Ethan turned his gaze back to his universal terminal, drawing upon the power of the Key to the Myriad Realms.
"Julian," Ethan transmitted through the spatial bridge, his voice echoing back to his original universe. "The second phase of the market begins now. Connect the trading networks of both realities."
_ _ _
The universal broadcast that fired across the original home universe and the newly conquered parallel galaxy was a catastrophic disruption of the multiverse economy.
Across thousands of alien star systems, galactic council chambers, and underground trade hubs, central monitors violently flickered to life.
The stream displayed Julian Cross standing inside the hollowed-out command deck of the twenty-mile black dreadnought, with a massive, multi-dimensional ledger floating before him. Find the original chapter at g.com.
"Civilizations of the Myriad Realms!" Julian’s voice purred with a manic, trillion-Credit corporate ecstasy.
"The Sovereign has successfully conquered Earth-Alternate-772 and its surrounding resource sectors! Today, we are launching the First Multi-Universal Cross-Reality Auction!"
The galactic powerhouses and alien emperors watching the stream nearly choked on their own mana. Cross-reality trading was a legendary myth, a concept supposedly locked behind the highest dimensional barriers.
"We are auctioning off the pristine, unawakened resource veins of an entire parallel solar system!" Julian announced, his silver monocle flashing dangerously.
"Pure, uncontaminated Dantian Crystals, untapped Magma-Beast cores, and the complete territorial rights to forty-five pristine dungeon domains! Bidding starts now. We accept only Multiverse Essence Droplets, Cosmic Reality Fragments, and Divine-Grade Class Inheritances!"
The multi-universal digital bidding matrix exploded into an absolute, untamable frenzy.
The alien empires of the original universe and the surviving mega-guilds of the parallel world began to frantically outbid each other, desperate to secure a foothold in a completely different reality.
500x Cosmic Reality Fragments!
10,000x Divine Class Manuals!
3x Droplets of the Multiverse Void Primordial Source (SSS-Rank)!
Tons of multi-dimensional, god-tier assets were systematically funneled through the spatial portal directly into Ethan’s System Space.
[DING! System Notification: Massive multi-universal wealth accumulation detected!]
[Your secure multiverse vault has received: 3,000x Reality Fragments and 3x Multiverse Primordial Droplets!]
[The sheer density of cross-dimensional subversion has triggered your absolute evolutionary boundary breakthrough!]
[Multiverse Rank Breakthrough: Multiverse Rank-5 -> Multiverse Rank-20 (Supreme Multiverse Arbiter Tier)!]
[Base Attributes: 50,000,000 -> 300,000,000+ (Three Hundred Million raw conceptual force!)]
[Your ultimate law ’Dimensional Rewrite’ has evolved into: Timeline Annihilation (You can now permanently delete, edit, or overwrite entire parallel timelines and universal clusters at a whim)!] Find the original chapter at novelping dot com.
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A shockwave of pure, crystalline crimson-and-gold energy blasted outward from Ethan’s body, instantly shattering the space-time continuum across a ten-light-year radius inside the alternate star system.
The planets didn’t break, but their orbital tracks instantly aligned themselves into a perfect, flawless geometric pattern around Ethan’s position.
At three hundred million base attributes, Ethan was no longer a resident of the multiverse. He was a pillar that held the dimensions together.
He slowly walked back toward the spatial rift, his hands casually returning to the pockets of his dark-matter trench coat.
The alternate version of himself and his healthy parents were now under the protection of his Level 150 cosmic legion, secured as the absolute rulers of their reality.
Suddenly, the multi-universal terminal flashed with a heavy, pitch-black warning light that bled a putrid, anti-matter sludge across the holographic screens.
The images of the bidders violently dissolved, replaced by a towering, faceless entity composed of a writhing mass of black tentacles and bleeding red eyes.
The pressure radiating through the multi-dimensional transmission alone caused the space inside the penthouse to violently warp and crack.
This was a Watcher of the Deep Void—a Level 300 Primordial Multiverse Entity that guarded the outer boundaries between different reality bubbles, a creature that devoured entire universes when they violated cross-dimensional travel restrictions.
"Insect of the Lower Planes," the Watcher’s voice boomed through the multi-universal comms, a sound like a million screaming souls grinding against glass.
"You have violently broken the dimensional quarantine of the reality matrix. Your cross-reality auction has contaminated the timeline. By decree of the Outer Void Arbiters, your primary universe and this parallel bubble are hereby scheduled for immediate Timeline Deletion."
Outside the viewpoint glass of the ship, the great dark space of the Void began to violently boil.
A massive, world-eating black hole composed of anti-matter teeth began to materialize right outside the alternate solar system, preparing to swallow the entire reality whole.
Ethan stood at the edge of the ship’s bridge, looking out at the multi-thousand-mile cosmic horror with a completely emotionless, pitch-black gaze. He didn’t flinch.
He slowly pulled his right hand out of his pocket, his fingers resting casually in the air as Timeline Annihilation hummed with a terrifying, crimson-gold divinity around his palm.
"Scheduled for deletion?" Ethan whispered, a cold, ruthless smirk splitting his face as his eyes locked onto the outer void monster. "You old parasites think you control the boundary lines."
Ethan snapped his fingers.
"Let’s see how your little black hole handles a three-hundred-million-attribute face-slap."