The Bloodline System

Chapter 1584: Now Itʼs Time To Go Home

Authorʼs Note: Unedited Chapter

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Gustav stood at the edge of the newly formed crater on Planet Humbad, the air around him still crackling with residual energy.

The world, already desolate and broken, now bore the mark of his power, a scar across its surface where he had obliterated everything in the surrounding area. Dust hung in the air, caught in the strange, stagnant winds of the planet, but beneath the chaos of destruction, something stood untouched.

At the very bottom of the crater, gleaming in the dim, ashen light, was a statue.

Gustavʼs eyes narrowed as he observed it, noting its perfect, unmarred surface. The statue seemed impossibly out of place among the ruins of the planet, as if it had been preserved through eons of devastation.

It depicted a humanoid figure, cloaked and faceless, standing in a serene pose, its hands resting calmly at its sides. The material of the statue was unlike anything Gustav had ever seen—smooth, pale, and completely untouched by the destruction he had unleashed around it.

For a long moment, Gustav just stared, feeling the statueʼs presence in the pit of his stomach. He knew instantly what this was.

The faint but unmistakable flicker of power radiating from the statue told him everything he needed to know. It held a fraction of the vestiges of the Outworldlyʼs strength. One of the last pieces he needed to reclaim in his quest to restore his true power.

”This is it,” he whispered to himself.

He descended into the crater slowly, his boots kicking up dust as he made his way toward the base of the statue.

The moment seemed slow, like time reduced itʼs pace.

As Gustav approached the statue, the air grew thick, almost stifling. He extended a hand, his fingers hovering just inches from the statueʼs surface.

Even without touching it, he could feel the sheer magnitude of what lay within—an echo of the Outworldlyʼs ancient power, waiting to be reclaimed.

For a brief moment, doubt flickered in his mind. He had changed so much since his journey began. Could he really wield this kind of power again? Did he truly want to become what he once was? He closed his eyes, banishing the uncertainty. He had no choice.

If he didnʼt regain his full strength, Nocturnis would be free, and the universe would fall into chaos.

With a steadying breath, Gustav touched the statue.

The moment his fingers brushed against its surface, the statue began to dissolve. The solid material didnʼt crumble or fracture—it melted into light.

Bright, radiant beams of energy shot out from the statue, spiraling around Gustav in a dazzling display of cosmic power. The beams intertwined with his body, wrapping around him like threads of light, binding themselves to his very essence.

Gustavʼs entire being vibrated with the sudden rush of energy. His eyes snapped wide open, glowing with an intense light as the statueʼs power fused with him.

Every fiber of his body pulsed with ancient strength, the power of the Outworldly flooding his veins, filling him to the brim. It was a surge like no other—a force that transcended the mortal plane, one that belonged to the stars and the cosmos itself.

His body tensed from the pureness of the energy. His bones seemed to buzzed with energy, and his skin glowed, becoming translucent with the cosmic light that now infused every inch of him. The ground around him began to shake violently.

The entire planet trembled under the weight of the power Gustav was now absorbing.

He let out a sharp breath as the energy reached its peak, his body glowing so brightly that the surrounding darkness of Planet Humbad seemed to retreat in the face of his brilliance. The quaking intensified, spreading across the landscape, shaking the planet to its core.

”Ahhh…” Gustav exhaled sharply, his voice reverberating with the power that surged through him.

The atmosphere of the planet seemed to change in response to his transformation. The Siterus Void, the stagnant cosmic field that surrounded Planet Humbad and held together countless other destroyed and charred planets, began to vibrate. It was as if the entire void felt the awakening of the Outworldly power within Gustav, and it responded in kind.

Across the dark expanse of space, the remnants of dead worlds, the fractured bones of long-dead civilizations, trembled.

Their orbits shifted ever so slightly, their broken forms responding to the pulse of power emanating from Gustav. It was a ripple through the fabric of space itself, a reminder that the Outworldly had begun to reclaim what was his.

The light surrounding Gustav began to dim as the last remnants of the statue dissolved into him, the beams fading into his body as the power settled into place. His breathing steadied, and the glow in his eyes faded to a soft shimmer. The ground beneath his feet stopped shaking, though the silence that followed felt heavy, like the calm before an inevitable storm.

Gustav stood still for a long moment, feeling the energy of his reclaimed power. He clenched and unclenched his fists, testing the energy that now hummed beneath his skin. His senses were sharper, his awareness expanded. He was more than he had been before—but still not whole.

The fraction of the Outworldlyʼs power he had just absorbed was vast, but it was not the end. More pieces were scattered across the universe, waiting for him.

”This…” Gustav murmured. ”To think this is just a fraction... Not even 3% of the Outworldly full strength and yet it caused such an effect.”

But Gustav couldnʼt linger to ponder about this. He had to return to his timeline, to the place where his brother Endric and the others were waiting. Nocturnis was on the move, and the universe didnʼt have much time left.

With a single leap, Gustav launched himself into the sky. His body rocketed through the atmosphere of Planet Humbad, leaving the desolate world behind in a blur.

The void stretched out before him, vast and empty, filled with the remnants of destroyed worlds.

The Stagnant Siterus Void was an oppressive place. It was known for its strange, soul-draining properties, a place where even the strongest beings found themselves weighed down, their energy sapped as they moved through its dark expanse.

The void was filled with the ghosts of dead planets, their lifeless forms floating aimlessly in the endless darkness.

But this time, Gustav was different. He wasnʼt bound by the same limitations as before.

His form cut through the void at unparalleled speed, faster than he had ever moved before. The oppressive force of the void had no effect on him—he was immune to its draining properties now. His body glowed with cosmic power, and he moved through the stagnant space as if it were nothing more than air.

Gustav flew past thousands of destroyed planets, their cracked surfaces and blackened crusts floating in the void like forgotten relics of a bygone era.

Endless darkness was all that could be seen. Despite this, Gustav eyes remained focused, his senses locked onto his destination.

As he pushed forward, however, a familiar presence began to stir in the distance. Gustavʼs eyes narrowed, and his pace slowed ever so slightly as he recognized the oppressive force that loomed ahead.

”You again... I guess I just found my way home,” Gustav muttered.

In the distance, a massive, swirling mass of ash-like substance began to coalesce, its dark form larger than a hundred planets. It was the Warp Demolator.

The same deity corpse pollution that had brought him here. A force of pure destruction that consumed everything in its path.

Its form shifted and swirled, like a storm of ash and sand, and its presence was suffocating as ever.

The Warp Demolator surged forward, its massive form seeking to engulf Gustav once more. The very space around it warped and twisted, bending to the creatureʼs will as it moved to swallow him whole.

But this time...

”Hehe come to me,” Gustav growled.

With a flick of his wrist, he summoned Cohilia—the multicolored rhombus-shaped consumer.

Cohilia, now at full strength, phased out of Gustavʼs body, its infinite layers shimmering with every color imaginable. It expanded rapidly, its form growing larger and larger as it moved toward the Warp Demolator.

Cohiliaʼs multicolored layers folded and unfolded in a mesmerizing display of light and energy, creating an infinite series of dimensions within itself.

The Warp Demolator, though vast and powerful, was no match for Cohiliaʼs infinite nature. The creatureʼs ash-like form surged forward, seeking to consume, but Cohiliaʼs layers absorbed it, swallowing the Demolatorʼs mass into its infinite void.

Gustav watched as Cohilia enveloped the Warp Demolator. The creature struggled, its form writhing as it was consumed, but in the end, it was no match for Cohilia.

With a burst of multicolored light, the Warp Demolator was swallowed whole. Its massive form disappered into the endless depths of Cohiliaʼs being.

The void fell silent once more.

Gustav exhaled slowly as a sense of satisfaction settled over him while Cohilia rescinded into him. ”Good work,” he murmured.

”Now itʼs time to go home,” Gustav stretched forth his hand.