Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 420: Golden rat

Selene was hurled backward with violent force, her form cutting through the whistling air. Her retreat was marked by the sickening sound of timber snapping as she collided repeatedly with deep red trees.

Her momentum finally stalled when her spine shattered against a massive, blood-colored tree adorned with leaves that dripped like gore. The impact was heavy and final.

She let out a sharp grunt, collapsing onto a field of black grass. Her own blood stained the dark earth, dyeing the soil in a gruesome crimson.

A violent cough racked her frame, sending torrents of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spilling from her lips.

She spat on the ground and cursed her luck.

The strike to her face had been devastating. Dizziness swirled in her mind as she felt her life force leaking away through her extensive wounds.

Whispering a quiet incantation, Selene caused the blood on her skin to flash-freeze. The ice then shattered, whisked away by the howling wind.

Her mangled flesh began to knit together. Internally, she focused her Frost Law to mend the damage, stabilizing her broken body.

Possessing a fragment of an Origin made her ice far superior to any ordinary element. Even so, she sensed that this power might fall short against her current foe.

Struggling to her feet, she looked up just as Elira was thrown toward her. Elira’s abdomen had been torn open, and the sight of her internal organs spilling out was hauntingly macabre.

It was a chilling scene.

Selene moved quickly. Altering the nature of her frost, she manifested a thick layer of snow to catch Elira and break her fall.

Elira bounced off the frozen cushion and landed weakly on the turf.

Coughing and swearing, Elira clutched at her protruding vitals. The agony flooding her consciousness was more intense than any pain she had ever endured.

Grimacing, Elira bit her lip and summoned one of her souls specialized in healing, forcing her wounds to close at an accelerated rate.

She stood up to join Selene, her expression turning as cold and hard as blood-stained steel.

"How can this be?" Elira rasped, her voice cracking with agony. She couldn't comprehend how they were being suppressed so effortlessly.

Selene remained silent. There was no need for an explanation, as Elira already understood the truth.

Their opponent was the master of the Origin of Bloodline. In his presence, even their exalted Elysiari bloodline was rendered far weaker than its true potential.

This suppression prevented them from unleashing their full strength, despite their Elysiari transformations and the use of the Vael language.

The situation had become critical.

"That’s interesting."

A smooth, tranquil voice suddenly resonated through the crimson woods.

Their battle had spanned across different regions of the world, leaving destruction in its wake until they were finally tossed here like discarded dolls.

The mere atmosphere of this forest filled the two Elysiari with an instinctive sense of dread.

The sound of footsteps echoed from all directions until a figure finally stepped into view.

At the sight of him, a murderous glint flashed in the sisters' eyes. A burning rage and a desire to slaughter the wretched rat before them consumed their hearts.

The creature was indeed a rodent—a golden rat with softly glowing crimson eyes. His fur was thick and luxurious, and he stood upright on two legs, draped in a perfectly tailored black robe.

A monocle rested over his left eye, and he casually puffed on a dark pipe.

He looked so pristine and composed that no one would guess he had been locked in combat for hours against two Law Creator rank experts.

This was Laka, known as the Bloodline Sage.

"I have never encountered a bloodline quite like yours," Laka remarked.

He paused to take a drag from his pipe, exhaling a cloud of golden smoke before continuing with an air of calm.

"I actually have to put in some effort to keep your bloodline suppressed. It’s truly fascinating. Utterly intriguing." He grinned, revealing teeth that shone with a disgusting golden luster.

"If you agree to become my research subjects, I will overlook the insult of you attacking me, ruining my world, and slaughtering my people."

Elira met his gaze with a cold, thin smile. "Oh, is that so?"

"Naturally," he smirked. "I am a man of my word."

He then shifted his attention to the silent Selene, tilting his head curiously.

"And you..." he began, causing the Luminara within Selene to vibrate. "You have a familiar scent." Laka’s eyes remained locked onto hers.

"I cannot recall the time or place... but I recognize you." He took another puff of smoke. "My instincts tell me this is significant. I must discover why you feel so familiar."

He began to slowly close the distance between them once more.

"Surrender the information willingly," the golden rat offered, "and I might grant you your freedom once your usefulness has been exhausted."

"And if we decline?" Selene asked tonelessly, her face a mask of absolute indifference.

In that moment, she embodied frost itself—frigid, detached, and unmoved.

She showed no sign of fear or doubt. She looked upon Laka with the same disdain a deity might show a mere mortal.

Elira’s aura shifted. She summoned over twenty of her souls, beginning to flood her body with their collective power simultaneously.

The physical toll of such a move would be immense, but she couldn't afford to worry about the consequences now.

She had to sacrifice everything to complete her objective.

Every last bit of her power.

Her aura erupted with such force that the nearby crimson trees crumbled into ash. Elira’s form was enveloped in a chaotic blend of powers: Thought, Fire, Healing, Weaponry, Soul Manipulation, and Space...

She became a vessel for all of it.

Selene did not undergo a dramatic physical change. However, every breath she drew turned the surrounding woods into a frozen wasteland, a testament to her lethal intent.

Having tasted their enemy's strength, they knew that only by going all out could they hope to survive.

And so, they unleashed everything.

Laka merely chuckled. "So, you’ve chosen the difficult path."

He took another long draw from his pipe. This time, the entire world was suddenly smothered in a golden mist, as thick and heavy as oil.

The two sisters felt a crushing weight descend upon them, threatening to steal the very air from their lungs.

"Very well," Laka’s voice boomed with sadistic pleasure. "Let the games begin, my little playthings."

Selene and Elira moved in a blur, narrowly dodging a sudden strike.

The ground where they had been standing a second ago was instantly shredded, coated in a foul, black sludge.

It was a substance designed to rot one's very bloodline.

The clash raged on.

...

Simultaneously, at the edge of a realm composed of living shadows, two figures emerged from the void to observe the dark world before them.

They possessed hair of pure gold and eyes of the most vibrant green ever seen in the cosmos.

Orien Worldborn gazed at the realm with a faint smirk. "Let’s see. She wants me to check in on the shadow siblings and ensure the plan is still on track, correct?"

"Correct, my lord," Klaus replied shortly, desperately trying to hide the tremor in his voice.

'My lord? Is he truly my master anymore?' Klaus questioned himself, though he knew the answer deep down.

He was nothing more than a slave now. His true master was a horror that the rest of the universe remained blissfully unaware of.

The realization that such a monster existed without any oversight or restraint was terrifying.

Because of that reality...

"Excellent. Let’s proceed. I’ve heard the Shadow has two daughters," Orien said with a grin. "It’s been quite some time since I’ve enjoyed someone outside of my own kind."

"What do you think, Klaus?"

"I am certain they would be honored by your attention, my Lord."

Orien’s smirk widened.

"Klaus, you always know just what to say. That’s why you’re my favorite." He laughed, stepping forward. "Let’s make the most of this visit, shall we?"

With a single stride, they pierced through the ward and vanished into the depths of the Shadow Realm.