Chapter 1753: Crimson World’s Matrix
Chapter 1753: Crimson World’s Matrix
“ROOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAARRRRR!”
The Grand Elder of the Tiamat Sect unleashed a deafening roar, causing the very sky to tremble in resonance. Immediately, countless other dragon roars echoed alongside his, filling the heavens with thunderous cries of triumph and pride.
Every dragon among the Scarlet Crusade cheered fervently, celebrating Bahamut’s ascension. Although the Scarlet King stood unquestionably as the ultimate existence within the Crusade, Bahamut remained an absolute legend and heroic figure revered deeply by all dragons.
Bahamut was more than just an elder—he was a living myth who had led the Tiamat Sect to greatness hundreds of thousands of years ago. He had acted as the unyielding shield, protecting the entire dragon race from annihilation when the Sun Church unleashed their merciless assault. Given such contributions, the dragons’ overwhelming excitement was entirely justified.
Bahamut himself couldn’t contain the joy etched into his enormous draconic face. He felt the overwhelming power of the Oniric Truths of Wrath, Pride, and Gluttony surging through every fiber of his being. Even after his breakthrough, these powerful cosmic truths continued to nourish and evolve his colossal form, rapidly synchronizing with his now immensely expanded Black Hole.
His draconic body grew exponentially, enlarging continuously at an astonishing rate. In mere moments, it surpassed one million meters, rising unstoppably until several weeks later when it finally stabilized. By that point, Bahamut had reached a staggering size exceeding seven million meters, his energy pool vast enough to flood entire skies effortlessly. The sheer immensity of his aura awed everyone who witnessed it, leaving them speechless at the magnitude of his ascension.
Although Bahamut had advanced into the Third Realm by comprehending three separate Oniric Truths to fifty percent each, his strength vastly surpassed his counterparts from the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe. His newfound power easily surpassed that of most Early Prima Deities from the Everstrife Empyrean World, allowing him to confidently confront those at the Middle Stage without fear. Such was the supremacy of the challenging yet immensely rewarding path of Oniric Truth.
Just as Bahamut finalized his evolution, Meylin’s body also began absorbing the last threads of Origin Power. However, before the last stream faded, the Depravita of Pride opened her eyes, clenched her fists tightly, and unleashed a mighty roar filled with determination and power.
“ARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!”
Accompanying her fierce cry, a dazzling golden brilliance exploded forth, bathing the entire continent and illuminating every corner of the sky. All eyes instantly turned to Meylin, witnessing an unprecedented sight. It was unmistakably clear to everyone that she wasn’t merely breaking into the Third Realm—Meylin had achieved this by attaining a complete, one hundred percent comprehension and assimilation of an Oniric Truth!
The golden light radiated continuously, expanding ever further into the heavens, until at last, it gradually receded, revealing something even more extraordinary.
The entire sky above shimmered vibrantly, revealing an intricate network composed of countless shining threads. There were billions, trillions—perhaps even quadrillions—of these threads, woven seamlessly together. Yet among this unimaginably vast tapestry, three thousand threads stood prominently apart, each radiating a power so profound and radiant that it made all others appear trivial by comparison.