The Bloodline System Chapter 1673: You’re Too Late

Nocturnis squinted his eyes. "You have gained power... however, strength is not synonymous with wisdom. You are merely a mortal playing with a cosmic will. You lack the right to possess it."

Angy offered no reply. Instead, the radiance surrounding her grew more vibrant.

"I told you—move."

Nocturnis thrust a dark spear forward, a weapon crafted from impenetrable shadows.

She halted its momentum with just two fingers.

The resulting shockwave pulverized a hundred-mile expanse of corrupted space in their wake, yet it was Nocturnis who was sent reeling, crashing through fragments of shattered dimensions like they were shards of glass.

Audible gasps broke from every deity in attendance.

The fabric of the universe itself let out a groan.

The conflict erupted once more as Angy surged upward, reappearing behind a deity who was attempting to trigger a multiversal-tier sealing technique. She shredded the energy with sheer physical force before the god could even let out a cry.

Three additional deities descended from above—discharging synchronized beams designed to melt entire stellar clusters.

Angy simply lifted a single palm.

BOOOOOOM!

The rays bounced harmlessly off a shield of pure Outworldly essence—before being reflected back at those who cast them, incinerating two and leaving the third greviously injured.

The final deity managed to stammer—

"What—what are you?"

Angy merely whispered: "The anchor of his return."

And then she annihilated him.

A warped black-and-white ripple surged across the sector of corrupted space—the very same blight triggered by the death of Gustav.

The edges of the anomaly trembled as if a massive tidal wave was surging within its boundaries.

Falco steadied himself, protecting Sersi and Ria as stray ripples of spatial energy swept dangerously close.

"This is spiraling out of control," Aildris remarked under his breath. "Her physical form cannot sustain that level of power indefinitely."

Despite her increasing instability, Angy fought without pause. Even as fractures appeared along her arms and her veins pulsed with a painful light, she continued to dominate deity after deity.

Suddenly, the void tore wide.

A massive black-and-white fissure opened above them, resembling the eye of a frigid, primordial god.

From within it emerged—

The Overseer.

And he was not alone.

Hundreds of deities followed.

These were not mere avatars or projections.

These were their true bodies.

The entire zone of corrupted space grew dark as they drew near. Their collective aura was suffocatingly heavy. Even the distortions of the Outworldly essence recoiled from them as if filled with dread.

Angy drifted before them, her breathing heavy.

The Overseer’s colossal, glowing form loomed over everyone with a look of slight agitation.

"So. The little mortal girl has claimed his strength."

Angy looked up in silence.

The Overseer reached out with one of his gargantuan hands.

"You have slaughtered many of my kind. That act alone necessitates your annihilation."

Falco moved forward by instinct.

"Stop!" he shouted. "She’s—"

"Falco." Nocturnis interrupted him sharply. "Stay back."

Angy lifted her head, releasing the absolute aura of her fifty percent Outworldly power. "Do any of you truly comprehend what you have done? What you are still doing? Because of you, the universe is falling apart. Gustav sought to save everything, but you—your arrogance, your ego—you just kept pushing."

The Overseer erupted into a bone-chilling laugh that vibrated through the very structure of space.

"The universe emerged from nothingness," he stated coldly. "If it should return to nothingness... then let it be so."

Angy’s eyes narrowed, their glow intensifying.

"This is the reason the Outworldly existed. To keep you restrained. Because you deities are far too reckless with the power you possess."

"You speak with great courage for one perched on the brink of oblivion," the Overseer countered.

He then leaned down toward her.

"But the Outworldly is dead. Extinguished. Gone. And even if he were to somehow return hundreds of millennia from now, this universe—and your precious mortals—would have already turned to dust."

A slow, unsettling smile spread across Angy’s face.

"Do not be so certain."

The Overseer went still. Every deity followed suit.

Angy tilted her head slightly.

"You haven't felt it yet, have you?"

There was a moment of absolute silence.

And then—

Ba-dum~

Faint. Soft.

Like a whisper from a distance.

The deities flinched at the noise.

Ba-dum~

The sound grew in volume.

It did not originate from her chest.

It came from her womb.

Their eyes grew wide with realization.

Nocturnis breathed out, filled with horror:

"...a heartbeat."

The Overseer’s features contorted in pure shock.

"You... carry his child..."

A wave of absolute disbelief surged through the divine pantheon.

Falco’s eyes nearly bulged out. "Angy... you... were pregnant?"

Endric stumbled backward, his legs nearly giving out at the sudden truth.

E.E cried out in astonishment, "This whole time!?"

Ria pressed her hands to her mouth, shaking. "Angy..."

Sersi gripped her chest. "How...? When...?"

Angy did not turn to look at them.

The Overseer’s expression darkened into something ancient and predatory.

"I see..." he said carefully. "The essence. That Outworldly essence I detected moments ago... it wasn't just you taking in his leftover strength. The child is a beacon. A seed for reincarnation."

Nocturnis balled his hands into fists.

"This is... very, very bad."

But the Overseer began to laugh once more—even more loudly than before.

"Then I shall resolve this problem immediately. The Outworldly must never return, not even through his own bloodline."

Falco growled, stepping into the fray. "If you touch her—"

"You will do nothing." The Overseer’s voice thundered like a dying nebula.

He lifted one of his six hands.

A sphere of annihilation manifested, carrying an ability capable of wiping entire galaxies from existence.

Angy did not waver.

Instead—

She began to laugh.

Openly.

Hysterically.

The deities stopped in their tracks.

Even her companions grew tense.

The Overseer lowered his hand, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"What do you find so funny?" he demanded.

Angy’s gaze locked onto his.

And then, her physical form began to dissolve into specks of blinding white light.

"You are too late..."

The Overseer’s pupils shrank.

"Wha—?"

Angy’s image flickered as her silhouette broke apart into shimmering motes of dust, drifting through the tainted space.

Her voice rang out, harmonized with Gustav’s energy, layered with something ancient... and something new.

"You cannot halt what has already been set in motion."

Her silhouette disintegrated further, turning into radiant fragments that scattered like glowing snow.

Falco screamed, "ANGY—!!"

But she gave no response.

As Angy’s body continued to melt into shimmering particles of pure cosmic light, even the deities who commanded the stars and birthed universes were paralyzed.

Her laughter died away.

Her radiance grew blinding.

And in a voice that resonated through every single dimension, she whispered the final words of her mortal existence:

"I love you, Gustav... we both do."

The final piece of her physical shell broke off, merging with the sea of luminous particles surrounding her. Yet, they did not blow away like common dust.

They lingered.

Suspended in the void.

And they began to glow.