Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 470 - Intruders

In the center of the Hall of Fog, Red and Noah stared at the massive screen ahead, their expressions filled with obvious frustration.

The display showed four souls shaped like dragons, forcing their way into their domain without a hint of politeness.

Enveloping their forms were shifting, vital shadows that looked ready to swallow up everything nearby, providing them with might that could shake Elysiari to its core, as if their talons might alone bring it crashing down.

"Do you know them?" Red questioned her sister, Elira, who gazed just as intently at the unfolding scene. Yet unlike the rest, her gaze sparkled with a spark of familiarity.

"I know them," Elira replied, her brows furrowing sharply. "They are the leaders of the basic elemental dragons: Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind."

"What are they doing here?" Solaris wondered aloud. "Did they perish due to the chaos unfolding in the Waking Universe?"

"It's possible," Apollonia cut in, "but that's hardly the key issue right now, Solaris. These four pests are attempting to storm into the domain of a Soul Ruler."

She tilted her head slightly.

"That," the Paragon of Light went on, "that is what matters."

"There's also the energy they wield," Ester murmured softly, positioned to Noah's right, her attention fixed sharply. "It's a shadow-type force. But as the Paragon of Shadow, I've never encountered anything so strangely distinct yet profoundly potent in shadows."

"It's quite normal. It's the power of the First Soul Ruler," Maryam at last declared. "Shadow Of One Was Lost. That's her name. And if these guys possess her power...."

"Then these souls are dispatched by Her," Selene wrapped up. "That explains their bold assurance in invading our domain. After all, you did mention you were an uncrowned ruler."

Selene cast Maryam a quick sideways look. "They don't respect you, it

seems."

Maryam remained silent, yet her quietness alone confirmed Selene's suspicion.

This wasn't the initial occasion when intruders entered her realm for similar motives. Everyone assumed she lacked strength. Such assumptions proved utterly misguided.

After all, what sort of feeble entity could declare herself ruler amid the existence of four established rulers?

For that reason, Maryam had slain them all in the most brutal manner imaginable. But this instance felt distinct.

The Paragon of Authority detected an overwhelming trace of the First Soul Ruler's authority within these four dragons.

All these reflections led to just one core question...or perhaps

two:

"What are they doing here?" Justicia demanded, "and why do they have Her power?"

"Well..." Noah started, gesturing with his hand.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

Four massive forms hit the ground hard right in front of them.

Fog swirled at once and ensnared them. Noah enhanced it, binding their minds, bodies, and skeletons to the earth using his Atomic Manipulation.

"...that is precisely what we're going to discover."

"Ah, fuck!" the Fire dragon snarled a curse as his rear slammed against the solid surface.

The remaining dragons reacted similarly, then jerked their heads up, sensing multiple intense glares boring into

them.

Two sets in particular burned with alarming fury.

It took them a brief moment to grasp that they had trespassed into the False Ruler's territory.

However,

'Who are all these people?' Wind pondered, bewildered.

Her focus snapped back to the now as Red drew near and crouched down before them.

"What are you doing here?" Red demanded directly.

No one required genius-level insight to spot that these intruders harbored ill intentions. Even so, the reason had to be uncovered.

In response to her query, the dragons recalled their objective. In perfect, chilling unison, they turned their heads toward the artifact.

The needle aimed with flawless precision at one figure among the group.

Raising their gazes gradually, pulses racing with thrill, their sights settled on a stunning woman.

Crimson-gold locks, sleek and flowing, cascaded around her head to just past her shoulders. She donned a white battle gown that hugged her figure tightly, highlighting her contours, paired with white eyes that suggested the pure spirit of souls dwelled inside.

She positioned herself with arms folded across her chest, observing them.

Elira Varnis had altered her look, but the traits of her face remained unchanged.

And with the artifact's further validation, doubt vanished from their minds.

"We have found you!" Wind roared, jabbing a finger at Elira without care.

"Elira-!"

CRACK-!

"Arghhhhh!" Wind's shout ended abruptly as agony surged

over her.

"When I ask a fucking question," Red snarled like a fury-driven animal, snapping the finger of Wind that had insolently aimed at her

sister, "you answer. Okay? Now let's start again."

The Paragon of War's aura burst forth from her, a red haze echoing with cries of injured warriors, blasts of battle horns, the splash and rush of blood...all crashing onto the four dragons like a blacksmith's blow on metal.

Red's features twisted, forming a blood-veiled mask

with sharp red fangs grinning broadly up to her gaze, and twin spinning rings, swirling with gore and demise, serving as

her eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

The shadows cloaking the four dragons twitched, shifting and coiling around them for defense. Relief started to wash over them, but Red's aura kept surging upward, weighing them down more and more.

Only then did realization hit that they stood in hostile ground.

On reflex, Wind responded, "We are here to find Elira, The Lone Soul Dragon!" She shouted, her digit stubbornly unhealing under Red's influence. "The First Soul Ruler sent us on this mission! Killing us means enraging Her!"

Her statement made Noah cock his head. "Why would she wish to have my

wife?"

Elira, on the other hand, felt completely baffled. Why would a Soul Ruler desire

her?

"We don't know!" Fire declared. "But if we do not bring her what she

wants, she will come here herself."

The hidden warning in his tone rang clear. And from the glare he fixed on them, Fire's threat was plain. Maryam understood the First Ruler's vast power well. She ranked as the mightiest, though she rarely meddled in affairs of rule. Still, allowing her entry into their sanctuary wouldn't end well...

At least, that's what she might have voiced without Noah and her

daughters-in-law present.

"I see," Noah responded plainly at last.

He glanced back over his left shoulder toward Elira. "Have any idea why?"

"If it's a Soul Ruler who wants me? No, not at all," Elira answered. "But if it's

these dragons..."

She offered a chilly smile.

"What they wish from me is what almost everyone in the dragon

faction wished. They want to breed me, darling, or to have my power in some way, and use me as a way to climb the ladder."

She shrugged casually. "I have lived such situations so many times it's easy to

guess them."

And that was why I did all I could to be the one sent into a new world to seek a dragon champion. And I am happy for such a decision, she thought inwardly with a grin.

With that decision, her whole life shifted.

The four dragons recoiled at Elira's words. A reaction that didn't

go unnoticed by the Vaelgrim.

"Oh," Noah murmured, his smile turning icy. "The fate of your dragon faction

was already hanging on a thread after what your Progenitor had done.

But hey..."

He started advancing toward them.

"It could always be worse, it seems. Then again, I should not be surprised anymore. Anyway, time is scarce. So let's be productive."

He lifted his hand and contacted the Water Dragon. She trembled, her eyes bulging in terror.

Noah flashed a wicked grin. "You came at the perfect time."

-End of Chapter 470-