I Can Assimilate Everything-Chapter 358: A Month III

Achilles remained in a daze for a few long seconds after returning from the Time Vision. His golden purple irises flickered, still catching the memory of the radiant eyes that had looked back at him. Rose, ever perceptive, sat upright with a look of concern drawn across her features.

"What did you see?" she asked gently, her voice a soft thread pulling him from the silent tremor of awe and ridiculousness that he just witnessed.

He didn’t answer immediately. His gaze, heavy with something deeper than words, shifted down to her belly. His hand rose and hovered there, not quite touching, as if the memory of what he saw was that unbelievable!

Was this due to the Adrastia Emperor King Lineage, or due to how terrifying the child in the belly was bound to become?

He did not know the answer as he replied to Rose.

"I saw... her," he finally said.

Rose’s eyebrows arched as she tilted her head slightly. "Her?"

He nodded once.

Rose’s mouth parted in wonder, and then she smiled, wetness brimming in her eyes. "So it’s really a girl?"

Achilles met her gaze. "Yes."

Rose breathed out while containing herself.

She reached down to rest her hand atop his. "And are you still worried now?"

He closed his eyes for a moment, drawing in a breath that steadied his soul. "No," he said, voice firm. The words of the child still echoed in his ears- Hello, Father. Do not worry so much!

As if this little girl who was not even out yet knew! None of this followed the laws of how reproduction and gestetation worked for Humans as Achilles had to see exactly how long everything would take.

He was not worried right now...

"But," he continued, "I’ll still ensure an overabundance of lifeforce- for both of you. Always."

"Mmm...."

Rose smiled and nodded as she stroked her belly.

In the following days, a strange phenomenon continued to unfold across the Adrastia Continent. Streams of Starlight, dense bands of Primordial Energy, cascading rivers of Evolutius Energy- every flavor and variation of atmospheric essence began to converge upon a single point: the peak of the Primal Neon Tower.

Like veins drawn by gravity toward a beating heart, the energies poured in, swirling and dancing in hypnotic spirals above the clouds. From the coasts to the forests, from ancient mountain ranges to tranquil lakes, humans, creatures, and Ancients alike watched the sky with shock.

Speculation grew like wildfire.

What was King Primal forging? What artifact, what terrifying new weapon required such astronomical energy? Day and night, the cascade didn’t slow!

And no answer was given.

Word spread beyond Adrastia’s borders, and soon Ancient Lineages sent envoys- some for diplomacy, others out of veiled concern. They wished to discuss the still-looming threat of the Primordial Light of Darkness, unaware of its end sealed beneath earth and sea. But none were allowed to see Achilles.

"He is busy," the response always came.

And when they looked up and saw the unfathomable rivers of energy pouring into the heavens above the Primal Neon Tower, they didn’t argue. Whatever he was doing, it was clearly not ordinary!

Instead, they were received by Dr. Shaw and Sun, the Monkey King, who offered calm smiles and vague words as....even they did not know much!

And so the days passed.

Until the fourteenth day.

The Monkey King floated above the clouds, drifting lazily in a seated position as he looked over the Primal Neon Tower from afar. The brilliant sky shimmered with hues of radiant purples, golden flickers trailing like meteor streaks in slow motion. It had been building for days, but now the intensity was truly baffling.

He raised a hand to his mouth and shouted, "Hey, Achilles!"

He called out towards the depths of the Primal Neon Tower.

Moments later, the air shimmered.

From a ripple in space, Achilles’ Primordial Avatar emerged in silence, his robe laced with currents of flowing Evolutius runes and purple stardust. His expression was calm, as it always was- dangerously calm! 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Sun smiled and gestured to the sky. "What exactly are you doing? Do you see these swirling waves? Based on what I see, you’re pulling in enough power per hour to match the reserves of a Neuronova Stage Astral Core Ascendant... every single minute for the past days. What is being forged?"

...!

Achilles merely shook his head in reply.

"Nothing too crazy."

Sun floated closer, arms crossed, scanning the energies with narrowed eyes. "Come on. You still don’t trust me enough unless I breathe in your Spores?"

Achilles arched an eyebrow. "It has nothing to do with secrecy."

Sun snorted. "So what is it then? Are you finally crafting the ultimate weapon to fight the Crimson Eyes? Can I at least see it?"

Achilles smiled faintly, his eyes still carrying a trace of worry. "Nothing that dramatic. You’ll find out... tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

Achilles nodded.

The Monkey King sighed, floating backward with hands behind his head. "Fine."

Night fell.

And with it, the continent trembled.

The energy converging toward the Primal Neon Tower swelled to new heights. Where before there were rivers, now there were oceans of essence pulled from the skies. Starlight bent unnaturally. Primordial streams coiled like dragons in orbit. Evolutius energy folded and twisted the horizon.

The Adrastia Continent looked like the eye of a great storm, or the mouth of a wormhole devouring everything.

All watched. None dared interrupt.

And then... the fifteenth day dawned.

HUUM!

A tremor surged.

Above the continent, auroras of purple and gold bloomed into existence. They danced with regal grace, tracing Runescriptures across the clouds, casting their light over all of Adrastia.

The world held its breath.

Then...

BOOM!

From the peak of the Primal Neon Tower, a colossal explosion of invisible silver light erupted. A ripple, a wave, passing silently yet overwhelmingly across mountains, valleys, oceans.

Everything... stilled.

The rivers of energy that had coalesced for fifteen days ceased.

Cut off.

As if a switch had been flipped, and everything paused in awe.

Those who saw it, those who felt it- every creature, every Ancient, shared one thought:

Just what treasure had King Primal forged?

What could demand so much energy? So much mystery?

And now that it was complete... what would come next?!