The Bloodline System Chapter 1677 1677: Shattering Reality

A final gambit remained in the Overseer's mind.

It was a forbidden taboo, a power meant only for the Outworldly to touch.

Gustav detected the shift immediately.

He narrowed his eyes.

Abandoning all resistance, the Overseer suddenly erupted in a brilliant radiance as apertures manifested across his divine body.

With arms thrown wide, he began a forced absorption of every deity in his vicinity.

This process lacked the natural, elegant perfection of Gustav's absorption...

...it was pure violence.

Deities shrieked in agony as their very essences were hauled toward him.

Their divine domains crumbled into shards.

Their physical forms warped into torrents of celestial flesh and light, swirling around him in a frantic vortex.

Faces became distorted.

Consciousnesses were shattered into pieces.

One by one—then by the dozens—they were taken.

He devoured them all.

It was against their will.

Some pleaded for mercy.

Some spat curses.

Some tried to fly away.

Some desperately clawed at the empty void to find a way out.

Not a single one succeeded.

They were torn from the fabric of existence and slammed with brutal force into the Overseer’s expanding mass.

He grew larger.

And larger still.

And even larger.

His physical form mutated.

Limbs stretched out into unnatural lengths.

His aura turned pitch black.

A massive, hideous silhouette now stretched across entire sectors of space.

The divinity was gone.

The beauty had vanished.

Only an abomination remained.

A twitching, chaotic heap of plundered godhood.

Over a hundred deities had been consumed through sheer force.

The universe shuddered under the weight of this new horror.

Nocturnis, having narrowly avoided the same fate, watched from a distance with eyes wide in shock.

"This… this is insanity," he muttered under his breath.

The few surviving deities retreated in sheer terror.

The Overseer was beyond recognition.

He had become a towering amalgamation of limbs, faces, wings, scales, and tentacles—a shifting mass of flesh and light that was both screaming and alive.

His voice thundered in discordant layers:

"NOW… OUTWORLDLY…"

The voices were overlapping, mangled, and filled with rage.

"…WITNESS THE MIGHT OF HUNDREDS!"

The power radiating from the Overseer's new state was undeniable... it was so immense that even Nocturnis secretly wondered if this creature could finally match the Outworldly.

For the first time since this conflict began…

…Gustav tilted his head curiously.

The Overseer was no longer what he once was.

The dignified, ancient cosmic guardian had been replaced by a twisted monstrosity.

Colors that existed outside the mortal spectrum leaked from his body, tainting space like a spreading disease.

His aura hissed like malfunctioning cosmic circuits, flashing in and out as if reality itself refused to accept his presence.

Gustav remained hovering before him, his calm demeanor far more frightening than any rage. Behind him, his six Origin Lines shone like halos, representing forces beyond the scope of creation. Despite his power, Gustav's expression grew serious.

The Overseer struck first.

A limb lashed out across a nebula, dividing into nine separate appendages that crushed the gas cloud into a singularity the size of a marble.

He hurled that singularity at Gustav.

Gustav moved slightly, raising his forearm to meet it.

BOOOOM—

Upon contact, Gustav’s arm glowed with the unstable, swirling counterforce of pure existence. He pulverized the singularity between his fingers, but the resulting shockwave incinerated a star cluster and flattened a spiral galaxy as if it were a sheet of paper, tearing it to shreds instantly.

Gustav’s eyes flickered.

"Impressive," he remarked, his voice vibrating through entire constellations. "But sloppy."

The Overseer’s reply was a chorus of thousands of voices—men, women, and things that were neither—all speaking at once.

"Killing you is all that matters."

He charged, and the two collided.

The impact of their fists shattered space like glass, sending ripples throughout the cosmos. Planets popped like bubbles. Other worlds were reduced to flickering sketches before vanishing entirely.

A distant civilization, previously spared by the gods, was wiped out in a heartbeat as the shockwave leveled their entire system.

Gustav dodged as another limb lunged at him—this one transforming into a spiral of blades that sliced through dark matter, turning it into dust.

He struck back with a knee strike fueled by enough power to split a universe in two.

The Overseer blocked with both arms, yet the force still warped reality behind him, folding a starfield into a flat, two-dimensional plane.

Even Gustav felt the vibration of the recoil deep in his bones.

The new capabilities of the Overseer were lethally potent.

A tendril flicked forward, brushing Gustav's shoulder.

The flesh there immediately tried to transition into gas, then metal, then light, before fading into nothingness. Gustav flared his aura, stabilizing his form and striking the tendril away before it could do more damage.

As another tendril came from above, Gustav vanished, reappearing behind the Overseer in a flash of paradox energy.

He slammed his palm into the Overseer’s back.

CRAAAAAACK—

A circular rupture surged outward, erasing a star nursery. Newborn suns were extinguished before they could even begin the process of fusion.

The Overseer faltered—

Then he snapped his head backward with a sickening sound.

"Meaningless."

He began to expand.

Massively.

His body grew until it reached the size of a solar system, his chest churning like a vortex of anti-creation. Gustav grew to match his scale, and the two titans battled within a graveyard of dying stars.

The Overseer then revealed a new technique:

He let out a roar—

And from the void, countless versions of Gustav from failed timelines emerged. They attacked the original Gustav simultaneously, possessing his same power but warped by corruption.

Gustav spun, his eyes blazing with white light.

"Fakes."

He flicked a finger.

BOOM— BOOM— BOOM— BOOM—

Each shadow-Gustav exploded like a dying star, their energy collapsing into holes that consumed the surrounding galaxies.

Reality was starting to fold in on itself...

The Overseer lunged again, his claws ripping through the void to release paradox creatures—horrors that existed only between the seconds of time.

Gustav brought his fist down hard.

A shockwave traveled across the universe.

The creatures were reduced to nothing.

But the Overseer was relentless.

Their duel ravaged the cosmos, crossing from one galaxy to another in an instant. Every place they departed was left in ruins.

Stars crumbled into shimmering dust.

Planetary systems imploded.

Black holes fractured, leaking silver flames.

Entire civilizations were snuffed out before they could comprehend their end.

Gustav realized that if this battle continued, the universe would be left with nothing at all.