The silver glass elevator of the Vance Financial Monolith sliced upward through the dark sky with a smooth, terrifying velocity, bypassing eighty floors of corporate architecture in mere seconds.
Grant Cross stood inside the reinforced capsule, his hands resting naturally by his sides.
Through the transparent walls, the sprawling neon metropolis of the Capital Core District slowly shrank below him, its millions of flickering electronic billboards reflecting across the cold surface of his dark shirt.
He remained perfectly relaxed, his posture entirely loose as the high-speed transit capsule entered the uppermost atmospheric boundary of the skyscraper.
Inside his chest, the Primordial Dragon Core pulsed with a slow, rhythmic heat, circulating dense waves of energy through his astral channels to anchor his baseline 25,000 Combat Strength.
Ding!
« SYSTEM PERIMETER INTRUSION DETECT »
• Target Vector: Vance Patriarch Core Sanctum (Floor 99)
• Ambient Spatial Pressure: Increased by 180% (God-Realm Domain Interface)
• Enemy Array Active: [Deity Suppression Array – Tier 3]
• Tactical Advisory: External gravitational force is currently attempting to clamp host’s movement vectors.
Initializing active system counter-measures.
The elevator doors glided open with a silent pneumatic hiss, revealing a sprawling, circular boardroom constructed entirely from polished white obsidian and gold trim.
A massive panoramic window wall overlooked the entire metropolitan harbor, but the view was currently obscured by a swirling, deep purple nebula of pure spiritual energy.
The air inside the sanctum was so dense with compressed cosmic core matter that ordinary physical objects, from the heavy mahogany conference chairs to the crystal carafes on the side tables, were vibrating with a continuous, low-frequency hum.
At the far end of the room, sitting behind a monolithic desk of carved celestial stone, was Patriarch Vance.
The Lord of the final Pillar looked entirely middle-aged, his pristine silver hair combed back neatly from his sharp, unwrinkled face.
He wore traditional white linen robes that radiated a faint, incandescent silver light, completely neutralizing the shadows of the room.
His eyes were entirely translucent silver, lacking pupils altogether, a physical manifestation of his Tier 3: God-Realm (Stage 1 – Astral Deity) ascension.
The moment Grant’s boots stepped out of the elevator capsule onto the white obsidian floor, the entire boardroom violently buckled.
The ancient, gold-etched tiles beneath his leather soles groaned as the full weight of Patriarch Vance’s passive 45,000 Combat Strength domain slammed directly into his chest.
It felt like a physical mountain was being dropped from the clouds to force his body to bend.
The atmospheric pressure inside the 150-meter space collapsed instantly into a vacuum, the intense spiritual friction causing arcs of silver static electricity to crackle across the ceiling panels.
Grant advanced three paces into the room, his stance completely vertical and unbothered.
The crushing silver gravity generated by the Deity domain bounced harmlessly off his skin, completely unable to penetrate the absolute defensive layer of his Tier 2 Dragon Scale Armor.
The freezing static air generated by the pressure hissed against his neck, instantly turning into thick plumes of white steam as it touched the intense, radiant heat of his Stage 4 body.
“Grant Cross,” Patriarch Vance spoke, his voice entirely soft, yet it resonated directly inside the marrow of the skull without creating a single acoustic echo in the room.
“You systematically dismantled the House of Aurelius and broke the physical core of Tyron Crimson in a single evening, believing that your regional draconic lineage makes you untouchable in this capital. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
But you are standing before a genuine deity.
Your baseline Monarch power is entirely beneath my notice.”
“A god who hides behind a corporate banking group to mask his transformation is no deity, Vance,” Grant replied smoothly, his low voice cutting right through the silver static vibration with absolute, predatory calm.
“You are just an old thief who swallowed a stolen dragon core and spent three years shivering in a vault, terrified that the other pillars would find out you are vulnerable.”
Patriarch Vance’s silver eyes flared with a cold, blinding brilliance.
He slowly rose from his celestial stone desk, his movement causing the massive conference table to fracture into microscopic pieces of black glass.
“Arrogance is a terminal disease for a mortal,” Vance whispered, extending his right hand.
The gold glyphs of the Deity Suppression Array beneath the floor instantly ignited, sending five massive, spectral chains of condensed silver astral energy shooting out of the bedrock, wrapping tightly around Grant’s torso and limbs to completely lock his spatial coordinates.
« SYSTEM EXERTION SEQUENCE: CAPITAL MANAGEMENT »
• External Suppressive Grid Activated: Deity Suppression Array (Tier 3)
• Current Host Status: Spatial movement locked by silver core bonds.
• Financial Solution Triggered: Spending $300,000,000.00 from the Master Vault to activate the system feature: [Sovereign Cleanse – Tier 2].
“Liquidate the funds and execute the cleanse,” Grant commanded silently.
Ding!
« SYSTEM TRANSACTION SECURED »
• Funds Deducted: $300,000,000.00 Cash Value
• Remaining Financial Core Reserve: $1,000,000,000.00 (One Billion Milestone)
• Skill Effect: All high-tier spatial restrictions, array bindings, and elemental curses are instantly incinerated.
A massive explosion of gold thermal fire erupted from Grant’s pores, completely vaporizing the five silver deity chains into harmless particles of dust before they could drain a single thread of his life force.
He reached his right hand into the open air, a clean ripple distorting the spatial grid right beside his hip as the translucent crimson crystal blade of the Sovereign Blood Eclipse materialized smoothly into his grip.
The light-devouring gold glyphs etched down the center groove of the weapon ignited with an intense violet radiance, its edge humming with a frequency that sliced through the room’s high-density atmosphere.
Moving with his consolidated Stage 4 velocity, Grant’s physical frame completely detached from normal human sight.
He appeared instantly in the center of the boardroom, bringing the crimson crystal blade down in a swift, devastating vertical arc directly toward the Patriarch’s forehead.
SLASH!
He didn’t activate a defensive guard; he executed his newly mastered active skill, Sovereign Void Slash, combining the raw force of his 790 Strength with the weapon’s +750 Void Annihilation modifier. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
Patriarch Vance’s silver eyes widened in genuine, unadulterated shock as his Stage 1 divine defensive shroud popped like a fragile soap bubble the exact millisecond the edge of the void wave made contact.
He frantically crossed his forearms to block, his silver skin hardening into solid astral jade.
BOOM!
The massive kinetic back-pressure of the void strike exploded inside the sanctum, completely blowing out the entire panoramic glass wall of the tower and launching thousands of tons of reinforced concrete out into the midnight sky.
The invisible wave of void energy sliced clean through Patriarch Vance’s crossed arms, bypassing his external divine jade density to strike his central core matrix directly, executing its passive Sovereign Bleed attribute.
The 45,000 combat strength deity let out a hollow, strangled scream of agony as he was launched backward through his stone desk, crashing violently into the ruined structural pillar at the back of the room.
His silver robes were torn to shreds, his divine energy pathways wildly fluctuating as twenty-five percent of his total deity reserves were instantly devoured by the crimson crystal blade.
« SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: DEITY CRIPPLED »
• Target Hit: Patriarch Vance (Stage 1 Astral Deity)
• Core Reservoirs Devoured: 25% Total Spiritual & Physical Essence Absorbed
• Experience Points Gained: +2,000 EXP (Current Progress: 3,800 / 3,000 – Level Up Peak Triggered!)
• Cumulative Milestone Met: Experience pool has broken the current cap.
Ready for Tier 3 God-Realm Evolution?
[YES / NO]
Grant slowly lowered the tip of the Sovereign Blood Eclipse, the translucent crimson blade pulsing slowly as it finished channeling the siphoned divine energy straight into his Primordial Dragon Core.
The grand boardroom lay completely flat, open to the howling mountain wind and the pouring rain.
Patriarch Vance knelt in the dirt and debris, his silver eyes dimming rapidly as his high-level cultivation base violently destabilized, looking up at the youth in complete, terrified comprehension.
Grant stopped one pace away from the broken deity, his golden draconic pupils looking down with an expression of absolute dominance.
“The capital gods are cleared from the board,” Grant said softly, his low voice echoing down the ruined skyscraper line.
“Now, select [YES] to give me the throne.”
Chapter 25 is complete!
Grant just spent three hundred million dollars to execute a Sovereign Cleanse, completely shattering Patriarch Vance’s Tier 3 Deity Suppression Array!
He used his devastating Sovereign Void Slash to bypass the 45,000 combat strength defense, leaving the final Pillar master broken in the rubble and triggering his own Tier 3 God-Realm evolution milestone!
His liquid wealth still sits at a massive One Billion dollars!
Volume 2 is hitting its absolute peak climax!