Chapter 287: NEBULA RANK

The living night essence seeped into the universe, a dark, pulsating energy that shimmered like liquid shadows weaving through the fabric of reality.This time, Aaron ensured minute control over Norton, preventing it from flowing unchecked into the universe. Instead, he directed it to flow directly from the continuum to him, a precise channel that hummed with contained power, avoiding any unintended spillover.

Aaron once more employed his space manipulation talent, but this time, he infused it with Norton.

The essence amplified his abilities, turning the void around him into a canvas of infinite possibilities, where distances folded like paper under his will.

Aaron couldn’t help but wear a faint smile on his face. Norton proved once more to be an absolute cheat, an unparalleled advantage that elevated his every action to godlike efficiency, filling him with a surge of triumphant satisfaction.

Acting like a living, diligent assistant, Norton took the task from Aaron’s hands. It merged the solar systems in the most efficient way possible, while simultaneously boosting the strength of Aaron’s abilities manyfold. The process unfolded seamlessly, stars and planets aligning with mechanical precision under its influence.

Norton merged the 1000th solar system, stabilizing it with effortless grace. The vast amalgamation of celestial bodies settled into harmony, their gravitational pulls balancing like a perfectly tuned orchestra.

The once unstable merged solar system became utterly stable, no longer teetering on the brink of collapse. The stars within glowed steadily, their light casting a serene glow across the newly formed expanse.

The essence achieved this feat by utilizing both space and time, rather than relying solely on space. It wove intricate layers of temporal shifts into the spatial framework, creating a resilient structure that defied natural laws.

It crafted a space paradox where the expanse was infinitely large, stretching beyond comprehension, yet simultaneously as small as an apple for Aaron to easily devour. This duality pulsed with paradoxical energy, the boundaries blurring in a mesmerizing dance of scale.

Then, with time manipulation, it ensured no collisions occurred. Each celestial revolution followed a different timeframe at particular points, orbits syncing in staggered rhythms that prevented any overlap, like clocks ticking at varied speeds in perfect synchronization.

After incorporating the one thousandth merged solar system, Aaron realized he could still merge more. This revelation prompted him to search for additional nebulas, his senses extending outward like invisible tendrils probing the cosmos for suitable targets.

He targeted the nebulas that would be easy to conquer, dispatching clones reinforced by Norton’s essence. These duplicates moved with unearthly speed and power, their forms shimmering with dark energy as they descended upon the chosen clouds of gas and stars.

In record time, the entire nebula was brought to its knees, its defenses crumbling under the onslaught. It was then swiftly merged into the nebula Aaron had already consolidated, the fusion seamless and expansive, swelling the overall structure with newfound vastness.

Aaron continued the process relentlessly. Merging an entire nebula with Norton’s aid, he scouted for more nebulas that promised minimal resistance, conquered them using his empowered clones, and then integrated them. Each addition amplified the scale, the void around him filling with the hum of coalescing matter.

After the fifth merged nebula, Aaron was forced to close the bridge connecting his continuum to the universe. He did so to prevent a collapse, having noticed the mounting strain on the connection, a faint tremor in the link that warned of impending overload.

With no more Norton to assist in merging nebulas, Aaron had to come to a halt.

He now held five merged nebulas, each compressed to the size of an apple, resting lightly on his palm. They pulsed with contained energy, tiny orbs that belied their immense, star-filled interiors.


[Creating a continuum remains the craziest thing you have ever done.]

"True. I can’t wait for the day I will be able to use Norton freely," Aaron mused, greatly pleased by the living essence. Its potential thrilled him, a boundless resource that promised even greater feats in the future.

Not standing on ceremony, Aaron devoured the merged solar systems without delay. He felt his strength growing exponentially with each bite, power surging through his veins like liquid fire, invigorating every cell in his body.

After a while, he finally devoured the entire merged nebulas, the last remnants vanishing into him. A profound sense of fullness washed over him, his form radiating an aura of elevated might.

[Congratulations! You have reached the Nebula rank!]

Aaron opened his eyes, feeling his strength increased qualitatively. It was a leap forward, his essence now resonating with the vastness of star clusters, a cosmic evolution that made the void around him feel smaller.

Within the empty void, life forcefully began to spring forth, defying the barren emptiness. Vines and flora erupted from nothingness, their leaves unfurling in vibrant greens against the black backdrop of space.

Plants grew without any source in the vacuum, twisting and blooming in defiance of logic. Their roots dangled in the ether, drawing sustenance from Aaron’s leaking energy, creating pockets of verdant life amid the stars.

Death spread just as swiftly, a counterforce that withered the new growth. Anything bearing life around Aaron died off rapidly, leaves crumbling to dust, until a delicate balance was reached where life and death coexisted in harmonious tension.

Elements of time, space, and fire also slowly leaked out of Aaron, seeping into the surroundings like invisible mists. This created even more bizarre phenomena, distortions that warped reality in captivating ways.

Like mirror spaces that reflected past events, shimmering portals opened, replaying historical moments with eerie accuracy. But in these timelines, flame-like beings substituted for other races, their fiery forms dancing through recreated battles and civilizations.

After getting a feel for his enhanced strength, Aaron contained his nebula power, reining it in with focused will. He put an end to the phenomena caused by his talents, the anomalies fading away like dissipating smoke, restoring the void to its natural stillness.

"So where’s my reward?" Aaron asked expectantly. "And show me the number of DP points I have and how to use it," he demanded, his voice carrying the impatience of one accustomed to rapid gains.

[Won’t you complete your unfinished tasks first?]

"Nah. That can wait. Growing stronger can’t," Aaron said confidently, his tone laced with unshakeable arrogance, prioritizing his ascension above all else.

[Aaron Highborn]

Race: NIGHT

Rank: NEBULA(STAR CLUSTER) [5★]

Strength: 5★

Agility: 5★

Vitality: ∞

Stamina: ∞

Mana: ∞

Luck: 6★

Charm: 5★

Soul Strength: 5★

Talents: God-rank Crown of Luck, SSS Swordsmanship, SSS Charm, SS Lightning King.

Primordial rank Time manipulation.

Primordial rank Space manipulation.

Primordial rank Flame manipulation.

Domination point: 174,000

[Congratulations! For reaching Nebula rank you will receive 100,000 Dominion points!]

"And?" Aaron asked, arching an eyebrow. It would be a joke to him if 100,000 dominion points was all he would get for reaching Nebula rank, his expectations far exceeding such a modest boon.

[That’s all. No more spoon feeding you. It’s about time you become a man and grow stronger on your own.]

"Tsk. How stingy," Aaron complained, clicking his tongue in irritation. His eyes fell on the domination points, curiosity sparking amid his dissatisfaction.

"So how does it work anyway?" Aaron asked, leaning forward mentally as if probing the system’s interface for answers.

[You gain 30 D.P for every solar system you conquer.]

"I see. What about its use? Haven’t used it before."

[You can exchange it for two forms of reward. Lucky draw where you get rewards of random rank from F rank to throne of all rank, with the chance of getting higher rewards decreasing the higher the rank.]

[Then the definite section where you have a lucky draw of a definite rank of your choosing. The amount of D.P required for drawing higher rewards increasing proportionately.]

"How many D.P will I need to draw a Primordial rank reward then?"

[A septillion worth of D.P points.]

"Tsk. How do you expect me to farm so many D.P," Aaron grumbled, frustration etching his features as he contemplated the astronomical figure.

[That’s for you to work out.]

"How many D.P is needed for a random draw?"

[Ten thousand D.P for a lucky draw. But an important piece of information before the draw. No luck talent or luck boosting ability can affect the draw.]

"Talent or not. I have always been a lucky man," Aaron muttered confidently, his voice brimming with self-assured bravado.

[If you say so.]

An interface of the lucky draw appeared before Aaron, its design distinct from the one he was accustomed to. It glowed with intricate patterns, holographic elements swirling like captured stars, inviting him to test his fortune.

"Draw."