Chapter 4777: Leaders and Kings I

Glossikos.

Noah looked at this being with a calm gaze.

She seemed to be trying to utilize her immensity to see if he would crack. To see if he would show weakness. To see if the weight of an Absolute pressing against his existence would make him flinch or bow or reveal some vulnerability she could exploit.

But Noah had stood before THE Creature.

He had faced THE Primordial Chaos in the Infinite Unfurling.

He had been pursued by THE Weavers across the Wastes of THE Fallout.

One more Absolute, even one bathing in the same pool as him, was not enough to make him falter.

Moments later, Glossikos spoke.

"How did you do it?"

Her voice came grand and oppressive, carrying power that made the waters around them ripple in response.

"How did you take your position among THE Four?"

Her obsidian-blue eyes bore into him with intensity that would have crushed lesser beings into submission.

"I learned everything about The First Tongue. I spent eons perfecting my understanding of every Phoneme, every Logos, every Philology that could be constructed from its foundations. I pushed further than any other scholar in the history of the Glossarians."

Her voice grew heavier.

"And I could still never lay a claim on it. Not completely."

Something flickered in those ancient eyes.

"Every time that I tried, I felt like I had to take a step. And the moment that I did, the immensity of The First Tongue itself would come crashing down on me completely. As if the language knew I was reaching for something I wasn’t meant to grasp."

Her smile became dangerous.

"So how did someone so much weaker than me manage to do what I could not do?"

She tilted her head, studying him like a predator considering prey.

"And... if I were to take a gulp and eat you up right now... would I have whatever you had that allowed you to lay this claim?"

BOOM!

She smiled dangerously as she finished saying these words!

The threat hung in the air between them, heavy with the promise of violence that an Absolute could deliver without effort.

Noah looked at her for a few seconds.

Then he stretched his arms out behind him even more, getting even more comfortable in the pool. He actually looked up to the artificial sky where vibrant treasures had begun to form, golden light coalescing into shapes that promised power beyond measure.

"Now that I have integrated my own designed Phonemes across The First Tongue permeating through Existence, the level of control that I have over it is rising."

His voice came casual and glorious, as if discussing the weather rather than responding to a death threat from an Absolute.

"Not too long ago, I applied a Thesis that allowed me to negate the usage of The First Tongue for a Fundamental Depth entity and a Half-Step Absolute entity. And then somewhat on an Absolute, but there wasn’t much time there..."

He continued gazing at the sky.

"Right now, I feel like I can apply this Thesis, if I so wish, and deny the usage of The First Tongue absolutely to even an Absolute entity."

His eyes finally returned to meet hers.

"Now, I am sure that you would have other means to move against me apart from The First Tongue. Your sheer Weight and Depth would allow you options that don’t rely on linguistic authority."

His smile matched hers in danger.

"But I don’t think you ever wish to experience the Rejection from the letters of Existence that you have been so closely studying and perfecting the usage of for eons now. Something that you have been trying to lay a claim on."

He let those words settle.

"If I tried to think of it myself, it would feel unbearable if a day ever came when Mana itself rejected me. Do you want that?"

...!

She had begun the conversation with a threat.

So he simply threw out a threat himself, even though he was facing an Absolute entity.

His words were heavy, carrying the weight of someone who could actually deliver on the promise they implied.

Glossikos regarded him for a long moment.

The dangerous smile on her face shifted. Changed. Became something that looked almost like... acceptance.

"The one who took the position that I sought all my life..."

Her voice came softer now, though no less weighted.

"I am glad to see that it is someone with a pair of balls."

She laughed, and the sound was surprisingly warm despite the tension that had filled the air moments before.

"It would have been even more unbearable for me to say The First Tongue was claimed by someone feeble of mind and stature."

Her obsidian-blue eyes sparkled with something that might have been approval.

"You seem big. You feel big."

At these words, Noah looked back at the Dryad with eyes that held no false modesty.

"I am big. Bigger than many across Observable Existence dismiss me to be. I won’t posture and brag at this moment as the best time to do so will be when I stand atop the cliff that shows all others below me. Until then..."

BOOM!

A heavy silence settled between them.

As if they were staring each other down across the steaming waters of the Pool of Lethe. Two entities who had both dedicated their existences to The First Tongue, now measuring each other’s worth through gaze alone.

A moment later, Glossikos sighed.

The tension didn’t disappear, but it transformed into something more bearable. More... productive.

"Your eyes are most similar to... THE Primordial Chaos."

Her words came contemplative.

"Unpredictable. Grand."

...!

Noah’s eyes flashed.

This was the first time that he had been compared to THE Primordial Chaos.

Most of the time, others drew parallels between him and THE Creature.

But THE Primordial Chaos?

That was a different comparison entirely.

Glossikos continued, not waiting for him to respond.

"Go through the Cycles of Katharsis. We can talk meanwhile."

She settled back against her wall of pure Mana, getting comfortable as if preparing for an extended conversation.

"Even though I lost, I still want to see if I am better than you in The First Tongue."

"Oh?"

Noah blinked toward this entity.

"Are you able to make new letters of The First Tongue?"

Glossikos blinked calmly and replied.

"No?"

And Noah replied once more.

"Then you are not better than me in The First Tongue. You can’t make any new letters, while I already made 9."

He shrugged with casual dismissal.

"So let’s not waste time there."

BOOM!

His words were calm and almost commanding!

Glossikos smiled dangerously in response!

"Ho? You seem to have gone from bold to commanding."

Her voice carried edges that promised consequences.

"Don’t forget where you are and where I am. Even if you represent what I want the most, I can still make life miserable for you."

Noah looked at her.

Then he shook his head with surety.

"But you won’t."

His voice came absolute and unwavering.

"And I’m sure of that as I’m sure that the first treasure I will grasp will be... the highest tiered one."

His eyes met hers directly.

"I am sure of that because I am The First Tongue. And a follower of it, regardless of their power, must follow me."

...!

The words landed like declarations of absolute truth!

And then Noah raised his hand toward the artificial sky.

The golden light that had been coalescing above responded to his gesture!

From the shimmering expanse where the 27 Phonemes rotated in eternal dance, the first treasure began to float down based on his contribution!

It descended with the inevitability of prophecy being fulfilled!

And it was...

Kronos’s Crystallized Moment!

A frozen instant of time given physical form!

It appeared as a small sphere of impossible clarity, no larger than a fist, yet containing depths that seemed to stretch into infinity. Within its crystalline structure, light moved in ways that defied normal observation...simultaneously frozen and flowing, static and dynamic, past and future occupying the same space.

The sphere pulsed with temporal authority that made the Pool of Lethe’s waters still momentarily around it.

This was a Mythical-tier treasure.

Only 3 had ever been found in the entire history of THE Villa Dei Boscoreale.

And now a fourth descended to Noah’s waiting hand.

He grasped it.

The moment his fingers closed around Kronos’s Crystallized Moment, he felt time itself acknowledge his touch. Eons compressed into instants. Instants stretched into eternities. The boundaries between moments blurred and sharpened simultaneously.

Then he swallowed it.

Without hesitation. Without ceremony. Without the reverence that most beings would show to something so impossibly rare.

He simply put it in his mouth and let it slide down his throat.

HUUM!

The effect was immediate and overwhelming!

His muscles undulated and vibrated with energy that transcended normal physical response! Every fiber of his being began to compress and refine! The Pool of Lethe churned around him, waters that had been calm now surging with the force of the transformation occurring within!

The inefficient patterns in his foundation were erased from the timeline of his existence entirely! As if they had never been there to begin with! As if his foundation had always been pristine!

His immensity began to rise!

The Cycle of Katharsis that would have required 100% progress to complete?

Kronos’s Crystallized Moment completed it instantly!

And provided 50% progress toward the next!

Prima Katharsis would be achieved!

And Deutera Katharsis would be at 50% progress!

And he wasn’t even worried about utilizing it now or later. Because he was also sure that...more would come.

Opposite him, Glossikos was looking at him with very sharp eyes.

Those obsidian-blue orbs had widened slightly, the first genuine surprise she had shown since revealing herself here!

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.