Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

Back within the mortal worlds

At the previous abode of Mirai

Six years flashed by once more for the Mirai, and her twenty subordinates. Six years, which were almost seven days for the people within the Heavenly Divine Realm, and almost a single day to the Abyssal Hell.

And at this time, numerous Divine Blood had been spread out as Providence throughout the light-less mortal words filled with hopelessness.

Then taking into account the rising power of the small number of mortals still alive, the upper limits of the Mortal Realm increased, as the Will of this Realm grew stronger as well.

The various Continents had already formed, creating vast Cardinal Continents, which also fused into themselves, and created something termed Semi-World Continents.

Continents so vast, they exceeded the surface area of even the largest sized Galaxies, yet with a density capable of weighing down on a Reality. Not even the weaker Origin Gods could destroy one Semi-World Continent, let alone the Demigods.

Let alone destroying the five Semi-World Continents that were now established.

And amongst these Semi-World Continents, one was ruled by the Demon Faction. A power secretly ruled over by the Demon God of Greed, a powerful entity at the level of a Transcendent God, or perhaps even stronger, as they had the power of the Cosmic Sin of Greed.

Another Semi-World Continent was ruled by the Holy Faction, with the Seraphim of Judgement secretly watching over its range of influence. A powerful Transcendent Angel directly under the Cosmic Holiness.

The third Semi-World Continent was ruled by the Divine Faction, where the highest power currently, was the Radiant Divine Commander, whose mastery of the Sword had reached the level of Transcendence over all.

And the central Continent, was where the Five God Councils lay. The previous top powerhouses of the Mortal Realms about a few decades ago.

But now, they were just above average.

During the six years, the Central Cardinal hidden within the Skies had descended, and attracted other Cardinal Continents to fuse into itself, now being termed the Central Sphere Semi-World Continent.

It was not ruled by any power, as the Five God Councils fought amongst themselves even now. Factions previously supported by the Abyss, the God Realm, Heaven, Hell and the Paradise Realm.

Their situation was previously at a stalement, as they had no concrete support from each Realm. But now, with the descent of Origin beings finalized, and the fusion of Realms, Factions formed once more.

The Rubrum Empire supported by the Devils of Hell, and the Shade Empire supported by the Fiends of the Abyss, formed a single power. They also had the Demon Faction on their side. They represented the Abyssal Hell.

But compared to the Aurum Empire supported by the Seraph of Heaven, and the Divine Empire supported by the Outer Gods of the Divine Realm, along with the help of the Holy Faction and the Divine Faction, they were nothing impressive.

They represented the Heavenly Divine Realm.

Both sides held each other at bay, but the winning side was obvious amongst the two. And finally, the Ethereal Empire refused to take any side, whilst still standing strong with a mysterious power supporting them.

A power hidden within the Voids where even the High Origin Gods could not peep through. A power that knew almost everything about the other Factions, their past, their present, and their future altogether.

A terrifying power.

But perhaps within the next coming years, maybe one or two years, the descending Transcendentals would be able to offset the threat of this terrifying power.

Hopefully. The powers thought.

But as they thought that, they were never expecting another power to rise up. A power that under normal circumstances was a terrifying one, but within their current circumstances, had no threat whatsoever.

The Dragons.

The previously acknowledged messengers of destruction, apostles of malevolence, and kings of the skies, were now nothing more than hunting targets for the power houses of the mortal worlds.

Or rather, they used to be.

Yet right now, the was a power within them, that was rising to ascendence as they years go by. A power led by a young dragoness with terrifying prowess and monstrous comprehension of the True Law of Space.

In fact, the fact that she had mastery in the True Law of Space whilst not being an Outer Demigod, let alone being an Outer God, was more than nerve wrecking in and of itself.

And the Outer beings from above, who knew of another dragoness who represented the Concept of Space itself, whose prowess and talents exceeded many of her peers... were skeptical of this lass' appearance.

"Fuck!! Who the fuck is this b*tch?!" A fairly handsome man, who could topple down worlds with his charm alone, wore distateful frown on his face, as he thought about the report given to him recently.

He wore an attire resemblant of tuxedo, yet with an ancient vibe to it, and being mostly black, with red layouts. On his head, were long horns that rose up in defiance of the heavens, and a pale red complexion.

He was an Outer Demon Lord, or rather, an Archdemon of the Demon Faction. He was sent within the only unoccupied Semi-World Continent, alongside his peers and others from the other Factions, to create foundations for themselves.

But due to the Factions being at each other's necks, they were only able to send out Outer Demigod level Existences as conquerors, and a few Minor Origin beings as monitors.

And he was part of the few conquerors of the Demon Faction, who took over the Silver blooded Dragon race. A powerful lineage directly descending from the higher Realms. Yet right now, he felt threat from a lower lineage.

"She has taken over the borderline between out territory, and pushing forward ever so slowly. In the coming months, they should be able to push us back, and take over our borderlands." A young handsome man knelt down and reported.

He had a fairly beautiful complexion, one exceeding that of even an half-Outer being. And with his silver hair, and handsome gaze, he could topple down Realities with his looks alone, and be revered as the prince of Lust.

He was the silver prince of the silver dragon lineage. The man that had the old Mirai dancing on his fingertips due to her obsession of him.

Yet not a lot of people blamed her.

"FUCK!!" The Archdemon smashed the armrest of his throne, that used to belong to the late silver dragon king. His hand tensed, and pulsed with veins, illustrating his held back anger. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!! How can some weak ass dragons push you back, you fucking piece of shit!!"

The Archdemon cursed at the silver prince, not holding back one bit with his words and curses. And the silver prince could only lower his head in shame at being reprimanded.

This Archdemon had arrived around a few centuries back as a mysterious being, who ruled over the silver dragon lineage from behind the scenes, as the puppet master.

In fact, it was because of him that the silver dragon lineage could rise to such lengths, and even act above the space dragon lineage. It was because of his support and knowledge, that they could act as a higher Bloodline.

And four hundred years ago, he set up a plan where the silver prince will mary into the space dragon lineage, which was convinced of its inferiority against the much more 'powerful' silver blooded dragons.

And they gave away their most treasured daughter in exchange for rare resources, forbidden knowledge and powerful connections. And the dragoness herself was more than willing to agree to the terms.

Not for her people, but for herself. She had succumbed to her Greed, or perhaps, she had been forced to succumb to Greed long before that. Nobody could never know.

With that being the case, she was easily manipulated to sell her race's fortune and providence, the very essence that made the space dragons more revered than most lineages of dragons out there.

She sold it, thus officially giving the silver dragon lineage the right to truly be a lineage of Divine origin. No, let alone Divine origin, but of Transcendent origin.

But they didn't stop there, they took her fortune and providence as well. Her potential of a natural born low grade Champion was stripped away, and taken by the Archdemon, while her prowess of a young Dragon King, was given to the silver prince.

Adding to his own high cultivation, he managed to become a Lesser Dragon Emperor. A Realm he never knew existed prior to four hundred years ago. And now that he was given more resources, within four hundred years, he was able to become a Greater Dragon Emperor.

Yet... "Yet that's still not enough to go against their charge? Why the fuck are you so useless?! And after everything I've done for you!!" The Archdemon cursed out loud.

"...."

Meanwhile, the silver prince remained quiet and lowered his head. His innate arrogance as a Dragon was bubbling up and threatening to fight back, but he fought it down. Lest he'd die.