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Chapter 1197 - First In History! II

Chapter 1197 - First In History! II

An extremely tense situation!


Noah’s subordinates felt the unique air around them as they all faced the gazes of trillions of powerful beings, but Noah seemed unfazed as with his chest still bare and glimmering brightly, he stared back at all of them with a gaze of majesty and power that screamed out his regality.


It was akin to a lone Emperor facing the gazes of a myriad of Kings, none of them being able to match to him as at this moment, the apocalyptic broken boundaries and stellar bodies of galaxies and universes began to tremble from the auras of trillions of creatures being exerted in its region!


It felt like things were about to boil over when in the next instant...


"Haha!"


A burst of resounding laughter echoed out.


It dispersed the heavy air like nothing as Noah and many others turned their eyes towards the direction this sound came from, glancing at the House of Springforge as among its vast seats, the figure of Daolord Azazel had a childish smile on his face as he conducted multiple teleportations to proceed towards Noah’s direction while laughing boisterously.


"Daolord Osmont...never in my wildest dreams did I expect this show of power from you when I first met you, nor that you would actually show the weakness of the House of Stormdust and cause them to lose a Cosmos!"


RUMBLE!


Words filled with many meanings and even hidden attacks against another house erupted out, Azazel’s movements being akin to oil being poured into a fire as with his movement, the figures of the many trillions that had arrived in the edges of the Cosmic Battlefield began to go towards where the battle took place.


But Azazel and the House of Springforge moved first as in a short period of time, the childish figure of this Daolord arrived before Noah as he wasn’t alone, the green robes of multiple Daolords, Antiquities, and Hegemonies from the House of Springforge appearing with him as with a smile, he continued.


"Let me be the first to congratulate Daolord Osmont on his victory, and also welcome him fully as a Protector of the Bastion of Reality!"


The boisterous voice of Azazel echoed out as Noah looked at this being carefully, a light smile appearing on his face as he watched this play continue before his eyes.


"OOOH!" Grand bellows of power erupted from the trillion that surrounded Noah in one direction from the House of Springforge, a verdant light rising from all around as in the next second, another voice echoed out.


"Yes...we welcome a new powerful Protector to our Primordial Empire..." From the side of the House of Havenbreaker, a voice echoed out as it wasn’t from the two twin Daolords that Noah had come across before, but from a woman that was adorned in a golden dress hugging her tightly, expressing every one of her curves with utter clarity as one could see the dense cluster of Runic Dao Lines hidden below her fair skin.


Golden hair freely flowed down to her shoulder as she was leading the party of trillions from the House of Havenbreaker, none of the arrogance and pride that Noah had seen in the eyes of the twin like Daolords being present in her eyes as within them...one could actually see immense confidence and power!


When she spoke, gasps rang out as no others spoke, even Azazel holding his tongue solemnly as he didn’t continue with his laid back words and laughs.


This wasn’t because he was fearful of the woman that had spoken, but it was simply because of status!


She...was far above many beings here as very few would dare speak when she was speaking! There were few, but it didn’t mean there weren’t any.


Azazel’s eyes looked behind him where a veiled figure was currently hidden, this figure pulling down his veil as the face of an Old man with glimmering green hair showed itself, his voice echoing out soon after.


"Princess Halcyon, this Old Man didn’t think an event such as this would draw you in."


His voice was powerful and mesmerizing to hear, his figure coming into the light the moment he spoke as Azazel and many others stepped aside respectfully.


Noah looked at these beings with sharp eyes as his warning bells tingled, the golden haired Princess Halcyon and the old man giving off stupendous levels of power as it was unknown how many hundreds if not thousands of Universes these existences were wielding in their Origins!


"Forefather Isaac...how curious of you to be here as well. And please, call me Foremother Halcyon...the title of a Princess is not one I’m most fond of."


RUMBLE!


Yes! The figure from the House of Havenbreaker that had arrived was on the same stage as Forefather Isaac and the hidden figure of Forefather Julius that remained within the crimson gold seats at the edges of the Cosmos, her power being something that was only below the level of the ruling forces of the three houses!


After she spoke to Forefather Isaac, her clear eyes locked onto Noah as she voiced out sonorously.


"Daolord Osmont, you’ve just arrived at the Primordial Empire and might not have had the best reception...please, allow my house to welcome you with a Banquet today. We must celebrate the appearance of a powerful new Daolord for our Empire, especially one that is making history from winning a Writ of Challenge as a newcomer!"


...!


Her voice echoed out to all ears as it made clear why everyone had surrounded Noah’s figure after the Writ of Challenge had ended.


A powerful new Daolord! One that people didn’t fully know the extent of his power, and only the Forefathers that had appeared and the Princess Halcyon before everyone’s eyes were the beings that could comprehend that this Daolord Osmont had reached the stage of <>!


With all of this in the picture, it posed the question of where would this new Daolord fall?


Which faction would be taking him in?!


This was the grand question in everyone’s mind, and why Azazel had forgotten any point of conflict he had shown towards Noah to be the first to congratulate him.


The weak were looked down upon while the strongest were revered. This was the rule of the Cosmos, and one that remained respected throughout!


Towards such a reception, Noah’s figure shone with glorious light as his eyes locked with Princess Halcyon and the Forefather Isaac before his eyes. They all seemed to have many expectations as they reached out olive branches for the sake of possibly bringing him to their sides in the near future...but none of these beings had any idea what he had in store, what his eyes were set on!


For him to be swallowed up by one of the three factions of the Primordial Empire?


This idea...was more than laughable to him!!!


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