Anark imdiately frowned when he noticed what was happening.
Boosting morale was one thing.
But Noah was not rely inspiring them.
He was replacing their emotions with his own.
The Crimson Exarch was forcing the world itself to feel what he felt.
It was a stark contrast to Cain's power.
Cain did not overwhelm the emotions of others. Instead, his power resonated with them, creating a bond that enabled people to support and strengthen one another.
Noah's influence was far more absolute.
Anark stepped forward.
"The Crimson Exarch and I have matters to discuss," he said coldly. "The rest of you return to the Golden Hall and recover."
Solemn expressions appeared on the faces of the Alliance leaders.
They all rembered the mysterious agreent Anark had accepted in the middle of the battle.
The agreent that had brought the Crimson Exarch to the battlefield in the first place.
Although Noah had helped them greatly during the battle, Leonidas and the other leaders of the Nine Empyrean Suns Alliance clearly understood that the Crimson Exarch was an extrely volatile individual.
He was the type of person who would do whatever was necessary to advance his own agenda. If sacrificing people helped him reach his goals, he would not hesitate for even a mont.
As for what that goal actually was, none of them knew.
But one thing was certain.
The salvation of the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe was not Noah's true objective. If it had been, he would not have remained silent for so long while they fought against the forces of the Root.
Still, regardless of their suspicions, they respected Anark's authority.
One by one, the leaders nodded and began to withdraw.
Leonidas was the first to turn away, followed by the other commanders. Soon the battlefield in the void began to empty.
The last person to remain behind was ylin.
The True Depravita of Original Sin glanced sharply at the Crimson Exarch for a mont before turning toward Anark.
"Be careful," she said calmly.
"He will give you everything you want. It may even feel like you are losing nothing at all. But the deeper you fall into his web, the harder it will be to pull yourself free."
ylin did not bother to lower her voice.
Every word was spoken openly, allowing Noah to hear her warning clearly.
Yet the Crimson Exarch showed no anger.
The only reaction on his face was a relaxed smile.
After a brief silence, ylin finally turned away and returned toward the Golden Stronghold, leaving only the two n standing alone in
the vast emptiness of the void.
Noah crossed his arms casually.
"Well," he said with an amused expression, "I suppose everything is in
order. Are you ready to fulfill your part of the deal?"
Anark stared at the Crimson Exarch for a long mont.
Eventually, he sighed and nodded.
Although he deeply disliked the strange and unsettling feeling Noah gave him, the True Primordial of the Void was not a man who broke his word.
His promises were absolute.
"I will impart the Inheritance of Spirit," Anark said slowly. "And I will use my life force and bloodline to grant you the Inheritance of the
Flesh."
The smile on Noah's face brightened instantly.
These two inheritances were sothing he needed, but that could not be taken by force.
"I need ti to recover first," Anark continued. "It will be faster if I return to the Everstrife Empyrean World. There, I can draw upon the support of the Empyrean World Will and Ao."
But before he could say anything more-
Noah shook his head.
The next mont, the Red King Eyes flared with brilliant light.
A crack suddenly appeared in the void behind him.
From within it flowed the essence of the Endless River of the Flow,
surging like a golden current that poured directly into Noah's body.
Broken bones began to nd.
Exhausted life force surged back to life.
His wounds closed rapidly.
Then Noah stepped forward and placed his hand on Anark's chest.
Golden energy spread from his palm.
The wounds covering the body and soul of the True Primordial began
to heal as well.
Anark's eyes widened in surprise.
The domain of the Flow that Noah wielded was far more versatile than
he had imagined. It was not rely a power used for movent or
destruction.
It could also restore life.
The process lasted roughly thirty minutes.
When it finally ended, the injuries in both Anark's body and soul had
been almost completely restored.
However, it was obvious that such a feat had not co without cost.
The glow in Noah's Red King Eyes had dimd significantly.
Anark observed the change with interest.
"Those eyes are truly special," he said.
Noah grinned.
"Thank you. I killed a lot of people to get them."
The answer was delivered so casually that it was almost unsettling.
But the mont soon passed.
Now that both of them had recovered to their peak condition, Noah's
smile slowly faded.
What replaced it was a calm and focused serenity.
Anark studied him for a mont before nodding.
Then the True Primordial of the Void raised his hand and placed it
gently on Noah's head.
The next instant, Anark's soul began to tremble.
Streams of spiritual essence flowed out of his Soul Dinsion, crossing into the soul space of the Crimson Exarch. The currents of power traveled deeper and deeper until they reached the very core of Noah's being-his Primordial Essence.
Because Anark was currently at full strength, and because Noah's soul
had already reached the level of a Limit Alpha Oga Overgod, the
process advanced far more quickly than when Cain had obtained the Spirit Inheritance.
A look of pure bliss appeared on Noah's face.
His Primordial Essence trembled violently as a new and unique power
awakened within it.
Monts later, his eyes suddenly shone with radiant light.
His entire body began to tremble.
And the universe trembled with him.
The next instant, World Strength began to pour into the body of the
Crimson Exarch.
It spread through every part of him.
Every bone.
Every drop of blood.
Every single cell.
"Finally..."
Noah whispered with a smile of pure satisfaction.
The connection between his existence and the universe deepened
dramatically.
He could feel the vast structure of reality itself responding to him.
But Noah did not stop there.
His eyes sharpened as even more World Strength surged into his
body.
The barrier separating his physical existence from the universe grew
thinner and thinner.
Weaker.
And weaker.
Until finally-
"BOOM!"
A trendous burst of power exploded outward from Noah's body,
spreading across the void like a cosmic shockwave.
At the sa mont, a translucent star slowly appeared above his
forehead.
It shimred with mysterious light.
The symbol of a new existence.
The first step toward becoming a True Primordial.
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