NOVEL NEXT Chapter189-The Existence That Makes Worlds Bow
At this very moment—
Leo sat upon the radiant Starshard Throne, contemplating how he should deal with the current state of Starfall Isle.
To be fair, Hamersi before him was nothing more than a successor who had inherited a complete mess.
He himself had not participated in any of the atrocities committed in the past.
After a long silence, Leo slowly rose to his feet.
"Do you wish to live?"
Hamersi's entire body trembled violently.
He could hardly believe his own ears.
He… still had a chance?!
Given the overwhelming power Leo had displayed, erasing Starfall Isle would be as effortless as crushing a speck of dust.
Hamersi had never dared to hope for forgiveness.
"Your Excellency… what do you need me to do?"
Hamersi understood instantly.
If the other party had chosen to spare his life, it could only mean that he still had value.
Hearing Hamersi calm himself so quickly and respond with such clarity, a faint hint of appreciation flashed across Leo's face.
Dealing with smart people was always easy.
"I want you to forge a Soul Contract, pledging eternal loyalty to me—never to betray, not in this life or the next."
Hamersi hesitated not for even a breath.
He dropped to one knee before Leo and began chanting the ancient incantations of contract-forging, surrendering his soul and faith entirely.
Moments later—
From the World Sea beyond the farthest starlight, a thunderous rumble erupted!
A phantom formed purely from Will crossed endless void and descended upon Starfall Isle!
"Wh–what?! World Will?!"
Hamersi stared, utterly stunned.
He had never heard of such an existence, yet the moment it appeared, he instinctively understood how supreme—how absolute—it was.
But he had only forged a soul contract…
Why would the World Will appear personally to witness it?
Yet the avatar of the World Will did not spare Hamersi even a glance.
Instead, it bowed deeply toward Leo with utmost reverence.
"Great One, I failed to welcome you from afar. Please forgive this transgression."
Hearing the World Will address Leo in such a manner, Hamersi felt waves of shock crashing through his heart.
Just what kind of… colossal thigh had he grabbed onto?
He originally only wished to survive, but now—
To pledge loyalty to such an unimaginable being…
It meant his future might hold infinite possibilities.
Compared to that, any lingering guilt toward the previous generations of Starfall Isle suddenly felt insignificant.
"Hmm? You recognize me?"
Leo looked at the reverently bowing avatar, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
When had his name spread to this distant starfield?
The avatar merely bowed deeper and did not answer.
Seeing this, Leo began forming his own guesses.
He turned his gaze toward Hamersi, who was slowly regaining composure.
"So, then… will you remain on Starfall Isle, or—"
Before he could finish, an urgent shout echoed from the depths of the sacred hall.
"Great One, please wait!"
Space rippled like water.
An elderly man in ancient robes appeared within the hall.
Hamersi froze for a moment before exclaiming in shock:
"Patriarch!"
The old man—referred to as the First Ancestor—cleared his throat awkwardly before stepping forward.
He bowed deeply to Leo, his voice filled with unprecedented humility and unwavering resolve.
"Great One, I am Algernon, the founder of Starfall Isle.
On behalf of Starfall Isle, I offer everything we possess to serve You."
Not only Leo was caught off guard—
Even Hamersi stared in disbelief at the aloof, untouchable Patriarch he had always known.
"Patriarch! You—?!"
"Hamersi,"
Algernon turned to him, eyes deep and ancient.
"Remember this: true wisdom lies in seizing opportunity.
For you, for me, and for the future of Starfall Isle."
Hamersi fell silent.
He understood now what the Patriarch intended.
Leo looked at this elder who willingly pledged allegiance, the corner of his lips lifting into a faint, amused smile.
"You wish to serve me?"
Algernon nodded solemnly.
"Please understand—although Hamersi is the island lord, when it comes to transformative matters concerning the fundamental interests of Starfall Isle, he will inevitably face resistance.
But I am different…"
His tone carried unquestionable authority.
"Across Starfall Isle and the entire realm beyond the stars—my will is the highest law."
In truth, Algernon was being modest.
He possessed absolute authority on Starfall Isle, his influence spanning the entire region of the far starry sea.
He was, in every sense, the pillar that upheld this land.
Leo couldn't help but laugh.
"Then what if I demanded you… dissolve Starfall Isle immediately?"
Hamersi held his breath.
Algernon answered without the slightest hesitation.
"If that is Your will… then Starfall Isle shall cease to exist from this moment onward."
Seeing his unwavering resolve, Leo said no more.
He casually tossed two gemstone rings toward them.
"Remember your promise."
"When I next return to this starfield, I expect the order of the Far Star Realm to have been reshaped according to my will."
As his final word fell, Leo's figure faded like a mirage.
Algernon and Hamersi trembled as they quickly inspected the contents of the spatial rings.
The next second—
A sharp inhale echoed through the hall.
"Patriarch… are—are we dreaming?!"
Hamersi's voice shook with excitement.
"Calm yourself! As the Lord of Starfall Isle, how can you be so undignified?!"
Algernon barked, though even his own hand—gripping the ring tightly—trembled faintly.
The resources inside far surpassed everything Starfall Isle had accumulated over countless generations!
At that moment, the World Will's avatar cleared its throat softly, its gaze falling onto Algernon.
Algernon immediately understood.
Without hesitation, he began preparing the most solemn ritual to forge a Blood Oath of the Soul.
"May I ask… what is the name of that Great Existence?"
He turned to the World Will with respectful curiosity.
The avatar's eyes shimmered with reverence.
"That unfathomable being… is named—
Leo Grey."
Meanwhile—
On the battlefield of the Unknown Land.
"Stop! Stop—!"
Morse, the Shadow of Annihilation, cried out hoarsely as he staggered backward in the void.
Not far away, Hathaway paused her assault slightly, her cold gaze locked onto him, brows tightening.
"Oh? You remember to beg for mercy now?"
Morse let out a bitter laugh.
"I didn't expect that after all these years, not only has your power not waned… it has advanced this much."
He had believed that with his strength as an Authority Lord, he could finally wash away the shame of the past.
Yet he had not expected Hathaway to have stepped into the same rank—
And to overpower him completely.
Continuing this fight meant only one outcome—
His inevitable fall.
"Save your nonsense! Today is the day you die!"
Hathaway's voice was ice-cold, divine power surging around her once more.
"Damn lunatic woman!"
Morse cursed under his breath and was forced to defend again with full strength.
The flow of battle was overwhelmingly one-sided.
Hathaway had absolute advantage.
If not for the fact that this piece of void—close to the Devouring Abyss—provided Morse with natural augmentation, he would have already perished.
What Hathaway failed to notice, however, was that hidden within Morse's frantic resistance—
was a subtle, deliberate attempt to buy time.