MIGHT AS WELL BE OP

Chapter 846: Overwrite Cascade

Without a shred of hesitation, everyone immediately reacted. They all tore backward, each figure cutting through the cosmic air at mind-boggling speed. Now that they were far away from the space, time, mana, unstabilized zone, some simply teleported away in streaks of light. Yet even as they retreated, countless life-saving artifacts were activated in unison. Shields flared to life, shimmering barriers rose like bastions of defiance, and protective talismans enveloped their owners in desperate layers of defense.

Then it came.

The Tear, and the entire unstabilized zone surrounding it, swelled grotesquely like an overfilled balloon on the verge of bursting. A heartbeat later, it erupted outward in a cosmic, incandescent, blinding brilliance that devoured kilometers upon kilometers of space and void. Galactic constellations crumbled like fragile paper, ripped to shreds as though they were nothing more than sand castles beneath an angry tide. Stars detonated in cataclysmic fountains of burning energy; moons were erased in instantaneous bursts of lunar force; entire solar systems twisted inwards before collapsing into themselves.

It looked, and felt, as though an entire portion of the Galaxy was being erased from existence.

As the maelstrom of energy and destruction rushed toward everyone present, they braced for impact, fully aware of the grim truth: their chances of survival were painfully small. Many had died before from a mere unstabilized zone explosion. But this time, the Tear and the unstable zone detonated together. The force, devastation, and sheer obliteration were exponentially worse.

Their lives flashed before their eyes, trails of memories flickering like lanterns on a stormy night. Many found themselves remembering the first steps they took on their path of cultivation and ascension, the struggles they endured, the hopes they carried. And just as each of them began to glimpse the metaphorical light at the end of the tunnel, a voice thundered through the void, shattering their near death reverie.

Omniedit: Command: Overwrite Cascade

Mana erupted from Aura Nova’s body in a wave and force no one had ever felt before, an overwhelming torrent that dwarfed even the strongest signatures they had sensed in their entire lives. Her sky-blue hair flared with wild brilliance, each strand dancing as though carried by celestial winds. Without hesitation, Aura moved.

At her command, the entire explosion froze.

Time, space, and reality themselves halted with mind-chilling perfection, as though the Galaxy had bent its knee at her whisper. A small, almost playful smile curved onto Aura Nova’s lips. She could feel her mana thinning at an alarming pace, far faster than anything she had ever experienced. Never in her life had she poured out this much mana at once, because she had never encountered an attack comparable to the scale of this explosion.

Reality bent to her will as though she had authored it.

Right before the stunned eyes of everyone present, the explosion, the swirling destructive surge that could erase entire star systems, began to morph. The cascading waves of annihilating energy shimmered, twisted, compressed... and transformed.

Into butterflies.

Millions upon millions of butterflies.

Each one was an ethereal blue, luminous, delicate, and impossibly alive. Their tiny wings flapped softly, producing no sound, yet seeming to fill the void with serene motion. They spiraled around Aura Nova, encircling her like a celestial coronation. Then they drifted outward, circling the others before scattering into the distant void in a swirling storm of azure light.

Everyone stood dumbfounded.

No words left their mouths. No thought made sense. They simply stared, unable to reconcile what they had witnessed. A moment ago, they had braced themselves for a death they believed inevitable. Now, the human girl had not only stopped a cosmic explosion, she had converted it into a kaleidoscope of living butterflies.

First of all, how could butterflies even exist, let alone fly, within the void? It made no logical sense. Yet that was the least of their concerns.

’Just how much mana does she have?’ an elder thought to himself, his eyes glued to Aura Nova’s serene, floating figure.

’She turned an explosion into butterflies... does that mean she can create life?’ another wondered, utterly shaken. No matter how insignificant butterflies ranked in the cosmic food chain, life was life. Creation was creation. And what she had just displayed transcended common understanding.

Aura Nova floated without the slightest change in posture or appearance. She remained immaculate, pristine, beautiful, and perfectly composed, as though she had done nothing extraordinary at all.

Even Aaaninja and Lucian were stunned. Their expressions betrayed their shock at the sheer depth of Aura Nova’s capabilities. A grin slowly spread across their faces, mirroring a shared pride or admiration.

But then the grin vanished.

Their heads snapped toward the former position of the third Tear.

There, where the Tear once existed, space and void began peeling apart, layer by layer, like the petals of a blooming cosmic lotus. Through the widening fracture, millions of beings stepped through.

They possessed white and golden skin, with hair and eyes in those same radiant hues. Their bodies emanated a divine presence, as though they were messengers of ancient gods. On their backs, ten to eleven pairs of white wings unfolded, blazing with dazzling warmth. Hovering above their heads were golden halos that radiated the same welcoming brilliance.

They were Angels from the Divinora Galaxy, millions in number. Their weakest warriors bore ten pairs of wings. Their strongest possessed eleven. Each one, without exception, was a Planetary level existence.

Yet they were not alone.

Other races from the Divinora Galaxy emerged as well. Some were grotesque, their bodies adorned with writhing tentacles like colossal cosmic octopuses. Some resembled massive three-headed hounds dripping with molten saliva. Some were titanic leviathans whose bodies stretched across entire chunks of space. Others were humanoid entities wielding six arms and various weapons.

Their appearances varied wildly, but what mattered was singular and undeniable:

They were all Planetary-level beings.

All from Divinora.

And all hostile.

Both the younger generation and the older generation stood frozen in disbelief. None of them had anticipated this. They had come merely to close the third and final Tear, nothing more. Yet now, a full-scale invasion was unfolding before their eyes.

Nobody here was a fool.

They had arrived to close the final Tear, only for it to explode the instant they reached it. They hardly needed a genius to piece together what had happened.

The Divinora Galaxy must have sensed Aura Nova closing the Tears from across realities. And so, they prepared a trap within the last Tear, a lethal welcome intended to obliterate everyone present.

But their plan had failed. Aura Nova had intervened.

And in doing so, she had saved countless lives from certain death or devastating injury.