I Can Assimilate Everything Chapter 202: Toppling a Star I

The scene itself would be sothing unforgettable in the eyes of all those watching.

On one side, one hundred Dharma Manifestation Phoenixes faced a single young woman who was manifesting an extrely pure lineage of the Millennium Acheron Phoenix.

She flaunted her purity, and with her words alone, she deterred all of these powerful Phoenixes from making a move- them and the hundreds of Ethereal Physiology Phoenixes behind them!

And in those sa skies, as typhoons of green flas were about to rage and scorch absolutely everything… the figure of Achilles, shining in gold and purple radiance, raised a halo that radiated the sa light into the heavens while conjuring a very real phoenix- one surrounded entirely by white flas.

Sothing that the Astral Core Ascension Phoenix, Ayan, could not comprehend. It looked entirely otherworldly.

Such a phoenix flapped its wings.

And from all around, the color white ca to bathe everything.

White flas perated the typhoons that Ayan had created.

They spread across the very skies, and in this region… white flas reigned supre.

Even the figure of the True Magitech Throne was shocked, as a bastion of obsidian and lotuses wrapped in starlight surrounded her protectively- her own body feeling as though those flas would be scorching, if they landed on her.

But against her… the heat simred down. No effect.

Against Ayan…

"Impossible!"

Heat.

This Ancient Millennium Acheron Phoenix… felt heat?

"I am heat! I am flas incarnate! How can I possibly be scorched by flas?!"

Her roars radiated across the skies as her green-feathered form beca engulfed by white flas that stifled her, making it feel as though her feathers themselves were burning.

Starlight burned in her blood and supported her.

And yet… she felt a wave of searing, incomparable temperatures crash down all around her.

KAA!

The furious cry of a phoenix burst out and tried to disperse the flas as the stellar starfire from her jaws exploded like a hurricane, but at that mont...

TING!

A purple-gold halo that had been thrown into the skies thundered downward.

It was unfathomably fast, sliding down the head of the phoenix that cried out- Ayan herself able to observe only in slow motion- and by the ti she noticed it…

CLAMP!

The massive purple-gold halo of light passed her head and constricted tightly around her neck.

…!

Her neck.

On her glorious body!

A ring that felt like chains. It ca and clamped itself around her as if she were bound- now, in this mont.

Her.

A leader from the Everburn Aerie Continent!

A glorious phoenix that could scorch entire landscapes!

Such a thing should not and could not happen!

"KAA—…!"

She was about to release her most fearso roar. But the purple-gold rings wrapping her throat grew even tighter, radiating a terrifying aura of constriction and suppression.

This… was the Dharma Manifestation of the Primordium Evolutius Ethereal Self of Achilles.

The Physiology of the Primordium Evolutius Primal Neohuman.

This was the physiology that Achilles ford when he first established his Ethereal Physiology.

It was not sothing from ancient tis, nor was it entirely born from this Evolutius Age.

Instead, it was sothing new.

Neohuman.

And what it could do… Achilles was only now beginning to understand.

And at this mont, the most defining thing it seed capable of… was the suppression of Old and New alike.

The terrifying, bubbling starfire within the Luminblood Stage Astral Core Ascension of this Ancient Millennium Acheron Phoenix was actually being suppressed, as from his purple-gold halo, waves of radiant brilliance began furiously releasing from it- pressing down over her body, anchoring her high in the skies, even as the terrifying green typhoons dispersed around her.

At this mont, the skies only held four figures.

The bound green phoenix.

A white phoenix that hovered gloriously above it, its feathers raining down with serene white flas.

The transford figure of Achilles, his Dharmic Ethereal Self manifesting as a winged entity towering over fifty ters, his body surrounded by flowing purple-gold rivers of liquid light, making him appear entirely majestic.

And the figure of another Astral Core Ascension entity- the True Magitech Throne who was surrounded by layers upon layers of obsidian lotus petals, now opening to witness the shocking sight all around.

"Impudence!"

The bound green phoenix roared.

Her eyes trembled and shook, unable to comprehend what was happening to her. Her very existence cried out, calling for her bloodline, her flas, the astral starfire coursing through her...

And yet, all of it t a wall of terrifying suppression. She couldn't summon any of it- not the mont the halo wrapped around her.

She should have never allowed it to wrap around her.

Achilles looked at the bound phoenix, and he felt… nothing.

No emotion.

No triumph. No joy in the fact that he, who had just stepped onto the stage of a Land Dharma King, could now release power capable of suppressing an Astral Core Ascension entity, even while standing beside another of such rank.

He felt no pride. No giddiness.

His eyes, in this fantastical form surrounded by purple and gold, only looked forward with calm calculation. With judgnt.

His figure moved forward, closer and closer toward the mile-long phoenix suspended in the sky.

"You threatened the one thing you should never threaten."

"You descended with a commanding tone, speaking of enslavent. Just who… do you think you are?"

HUUM!

The skies shook.

They trembled as if they could feel the palpable rage bleeding from his body.

And it was palpable.

From him, dozens of massive gold and purple vines erupted instantly, flowing out and surging toward the phoenix in the skies.

Her wings, her body, her claws- each of them burning with verdant fla that should incinerate anything it touched- now found vines wrapping over them.

And yet, the vines remained unscorched. Untouched.

The Ancient Millennium Acheron Phoenix, Ayan, found this binding utterly shaful. She was a being of long-standing power and a noble heritage.

She had ruled over hundreds of millions when the Everburn Aerie Continent was at the height of its brilliance.

And now… she was bound.

Bound by a human—no… not a human. Not this one.

Her blazing eyes turned hatefully to the otherworldly form of Achilles as she spoke- her voice still resonant with grandeur and dignity.

"Who am I? I am Ayan. First of my na. The Green Scorcher, and a Pri Command of the Supre Force controlling the Everburn Aerie Continent under the Throne of Ashen Echoes, where the Twin Sovereigns reign- Azuryan the Verdant Fla, and Solmyron the Golden Pyre! You have already gone far beyond your bounds. And what you do now… stop, and perhaps you and your people may be spared. But continue—continue… and everything you know will be nothing but ash. For I… am only one of many."

…!

Ayan.

A Pri Command of the Everburn Aerie Continent.

Under the banner of one of the Nine Supre Forces!