Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 503 - Ambitious Esmeray

Time flowed once more throughout the cosmos, still recovering from the overwhelming force that had just passed over everything a moment before and vanished entirely.

Many dwellers across the realms near Primus knew about

the presence of deities and entities surpassing mere immortals.

Yet, this marked the initial occasion they genuinely sensed themselves as insects under the gaze of a divine being.

This feeling was unforgettable, destined to be etched into Primus's historical records.

It was the day when The Records displayed feelings and directly presented an individual:

The Prince of Reality. The Chosen One.

This mix of wonder, terror, and profound anxiety didn't just affect ordinary people; it reached those at the Myriads level and even creators of their own Axis.

Regarding the Progenitors... that instant brought enlightenment along with validation. For with Noah's emergence, they held absolute certainty without any lingering uncertainty in their being that truly...

...existed a rank above Progenitor. Something rarer and more extraordinary.

Something that would elevate them from mere dominants in a single cosmos to forces across all existence. This awareness, combined with their personal drives and aspirations, prompted actions beyond most imaginations.

Common folk might halt before immense might.

Those of Myriads and Axis Holders might sense unease and choose to hide temporarily.

Progenitors? As the earliest entities in the universe known as Primus, they could experience fear...

...yet it merely fueled their resolve, making them stride forward more fiercely along their fated journey.

And that... well, Noah only grasped it after arriving on the primary world of the Dragon's Faction - Esmeray.

But was it significant?

...

Noah had no clear idea of what to anticipate upon entering the Dragons' faction; still, it was far from this scene greeting him.

The Vaelgrim materialized in a vast chamber - spacious enough to contain an entire low-tier world effortlessly. The walls consisted of scales - varied in hues and forms - arranged to depict a gigantic dragon with numerous heads glaring, growling, and cursing all creation.

How presumptuous, Noah thought fleetingly.

The ceiling loomed extremely tall, covered in blood that twisted, churned, and crept gradually like countless live worms in sludge.

The view was repulsive yet oddly sacred in a unsettling fashion. Nevertheless, this wasn't the primary worry for Noah or his spouses.

Positioned on the floor, encircled by numerous slain High Elves - their forms still pulsing with alarming energy even in death - sat the Primordial of Dragons herself.

In her embrace rested the head of Orion Worldborn's sire, his blood staining Esmeray in a brutal yet reverent fashion.

"My instincts were spot on." Esmeray declared, her voice thick and slurred, her draconic gaze locked on Noah with an unsettling closeness. Then, with

calculated deliberation, she shifted it toward Red, or specifically, the heart clutched in her gore-covered hand.

"Really?" Noah replied, his expression completely calm, "What exactly did your instincts tell you, I wonder?"

"That I lack the time to question my upcoming moves." She responded steadily, her eyes glued to her granddaughter's heart, "Or else, I'd surely perish."

She let out a laugh, deeming the circumstances both absurd and amusing, "I doubted it initially. After all, just think, who could possibly slay a

Progenitor?"

"Me." Noah gave a casual shrug.

"Yes." Esmeray at last moved her gaze from the heart and settled it

upon Noah, "Yes, Noah Vaelgrim, only you possess the capability for such a feat. Or better yet, you're the sole one so far who ventured this far simply to eliminate us. So when that peril struck me, you can imagine who came to mind first."

"Should I feel honored?" Noah cocked his head. He glanced at Diatah beside him on the right,

"Should I, my dear?"

"My husband would falter if he heeded the opinions of the feeble." She stated sharply, eyeing Esmeray up and down with blatant contempt, "Particularly one clueless about their own deeds."

Esmeray offered a icy smile at Diatah's remark, "You'll witness shortly whether I understand or not."

She proceeded without pause, extracting an item from Worldborn's brain. It resembled a tiny green tree, soaked in blood and vibrant fluids.

Noah sensed immense energy from it, evoking a curiously recognizable vibe.

"I doubted the outcome of my attempt, but you've delivered a boon beyond my wildest wishes."

Her speech quickened, though time appeared to drag around them. The heart in Red's grasp vanished in a flash, as if devoured by unseen maws.

It reappeared before Esmeray. Without hesitation, she parted her jaws wide, devouring her granddaughter's heart with excessive delight.

Her eyes fluttered upward in ecstasy, as the trace of the LOGOS blessing of Time and additional essence surged through her form in hidden pathways.

Simultaneously, she grasped the green tree coated in substance and shattered it into pieces. Then, utilizing the blood, remains, and skeletons of the fallen High Elves, she forged a compact dagger. The shards from the ruined tree darted to the dagger, enveloping

it akin to varnish on a surface.

These events unfolded as Noah lounged in a seat, legs folded, chin propped on his hand. He appeared nearly uninterested.

Neko and Lea perched on his thighs, while he stroked them tenderly amid observing the ritual. Lucie, in her crow form, rested atop his crown, regarding Esmeray as a monarch might view a jester. "Won't you intervene?" Ester queried, her tone lacking any haste.

No urgency existed. By this point, everyone present comprehended Esmeray's goal. It promised to hoist her to an unprecedented stature across the entire Primus Universe should she prevail.

Essentially, she aimed to usurp Luelle's authority, as the Progenitor and Primordial over both Dragons and Elves.

This was deemed unattainable, even post-Luelle's demise. But Luelle's role had shifted due to Noah.

Now serving as sentinel for Noah's Records, the Tree of Ashes within his Territory, this title stripped her primordial role, opening the door for Esmeray to claim that position and strength.

It represented a bold pursuit, one bound to collapse

despite her thorough setup.

Yet,

"I shall intervene indeed." Noah told Ester, "Though not to halt

her." He grinned. Lifting his index finger skyward, he generated a droplet

of his own blood.

He murmured quietly, infusing the blood with a soft glow. He sent it flying toward Esmeray, precisely as the Primordial of

Dragons plunged the newly made dagger into her own soul.

Noah's blood blended with the dagger and delved profoundly into her soul, and further still, touching her core essence. Esmeray's eyes bulged, her lips gaping for breath while her torso crumpled inward. Her entire being started to hemorrhage, transforming in a remarkable manner.

Through this alteration, her soul adapted likewise before her body convulsed - her hide peeling off like the moon casting away its shadows.

The entire cosmos quaked, awaiting the emergence of something truly remarkable.

Noah then directed his gaze to Red, offering her a smile.

"You may end her after her soul fully changes." He instructed,

"and claim her soul for me."

"What do you plan for it?" Red asked, rising already and approaching

Esmeray who writhed on the floor in agony, howling and weeping amid her metamorphosis into a new entity. "What else could I?" Noah beamed, "We require a Soulbeast for our kin,

my love" -End of Chapter 503-