Chapter 456

Why is this woman so insane?

In Hermes’ eyes, a complex emotion flickered.

Compared to Poka Kaka-mu, even Ruan Mei, back then, was nothing.

Ruan Mei was merely aloof in temperament; but Kaka-mu?

Even in a multiverse teeming with cosmic lunatics, she stands out as a figure of note.

Even now, after the Omniscient Lord was buried in the stars, this woman remains inscrutable—her thought-forms leave even Hermes speechless.

It’s not so much that Poka is a devoted follower and observer of the Omniscient Lord; rather, she has her own system of beliefs.

The Omniscient Lord?

That’s merely a shell she’s draped over herself.

Deep down, Hermes truly admires Poka Kaka-mu’s talent; with just a slight shift of resources, she could surpass Ruan Mei, catch up to Black Tower, and rival Sis-kal—all it would take is time.

Unlike Chadwick, the gatekeeper of the Genius Club, Zandar, Poka Kaka-mu, and Sis-kal are closer to the ceiling of genius.

Even if Hermes were biased, he could never claim that Black Tower, before ever meeting him, truly possessed abilities matching these three prodigies.

These three are true ceiling-tier geniuses—[I Think] is almost a perfect reflection of their talent.

Black Tower?

She may have once been close to these three, but she still fell just short.

At this level, a single gap is the difference between heaven and earth!

Of course, that was then; now, Black Tower, after countless transformations—especially after completing the Multiverse Simulator—her innate talent may well have caught up to Sis-kal.

Even Hermes, the Pure Beauty, finds it hard to say he could have forged such a near-miraculous genius.

Thinking of Sis-kal’s performance, which had nearly left him awestruck, Hermes fixed his gaze on the calm, elegant maid and spoke seriously:

“Poka!”

“Master, do Itachi have further instructions?”

The maid seemed utterly unaware, still bowing her head, submissive and quiet in her reply.

“If I told Itachi I wanted Itachi to become a Star Lord, would Itachi accept?”

Hermes extended his hand, and before them appeared a path as solid as reality.

It wound and surged, piercing the entire multiverse like an ancient, majestic dragon-serpent—this was the Star Lord system made manifest in Hermes’ hands as the Dao Ancestor.

Today, the Star Lord system is no longer the fragile, limited structure it was when first opened, confined merely to the Star Crown Court.

Though the system still boasts few strong cultivators, to deem its path narrow is unquestionably wrong.

As the dual aspect of Pure Beauty, the Star Lord system has never been insignificant.

As the de facto sole sovereign of the Tree Sea Multiverse, the path Hermes forged is the only true orthodoxy of this multiverse.

Even Imaginary and Quantum now bow before it.

“Star Lord… Pure Beauty…”

Poka Kaka-mu’s eyes darkened; she remained silent, her expression unreadable.

She gazed into the path, where reflected were the brilliant star-seas, the boundless multiverses, and the triad cycle of Imaginary, Quantum, and Pure Beauty.

Indeed, as the foundational force of the Tree Sea’s boundless multiverse, Imaginary and Quantum now, under the will of the multiverse’s sovereign, had gradually become pillars of the Star Lord system.

Once this transformation was complete, perhaps the name “Tree Sea Multiverse” would acquire a new meaning—

The Land Blessed by Stars!

Imaginary encompasses all phenomena, contains all things, creates everything, and defines all existence through its own order.

Quantum is like an ocean—chaos, inclusiveness, and the erosion of all nothingness.

Together, they give birth to something from nothing, generating boundless multiverses, echoing the Dao Fruit of Pangu the Great Celestial Ancestor.

Then, in this state of perfect harmony, does Pure Beauty’s addition become superfluous?

Naturally, it does not.

The extremes of being and non-being, the emergence of something from nothing, is an immensely great power.

But even this remains merely one corner of the Tree Sea Multiverse’s Heavenly Dao; when a system incorporates such power, it is at best a new variable within the boundless multiverse’s Heavenly Dao, merely propelling its evolution and change.

This is one of the most vital aids for a sovereign of a boundless multiverse.

If Hermes himself were to attempt such an evolution involving the highest multiversal forces, even with Pure Beauty, Primordial, and Infinity all working together, he could never achieve it as naturally as the Tree Sea Multiverse’s Heavenly Dao—born as if before heaven and earth.

The maid’s pale, delicate hands, hidden within her sleeves, clenched unconsciously.

With her near-unmeasurable wisdom and Hermes’ deliberate demonstration, she clearly understood what it meant to become a Star Lord on this path.

If she became a Star Lord, it would mean she had [grown], her [thought] had matured again—her mind, her ideas, her soul would [grow] toward the direction this path represented.

Just as a newborn infant, over time and experience, develops thoughts and a soul through personal growth.

Under such natural growth, Itachi wouldn’t say a child’s changing worldview means their soul has been twisted, would Itachi?

Becoming a Star Lord follows the same principle.

Once achieved, it means she has [grown]—her perspective on problems, her mode of thought, her valuation of things… everything will change!

Yet.

Precisely because she saw it all clearly, the maid fell into deep turmoil.

She understood her master’s intentions—or rather, this Pure Beauty—had laid everything bare.

On one hand, her master truly admired her talent and refused to use any method of mental distortion to reshape her mind—

Such postnatal distortion would inevitably inflict immeasurable harm upon her!

That’s why, in the endless void, countless soul-subjugation techniques, thought-sealing methods… all forms of will-twisting arts, abound—yet few true supreme Qiangzhe ever attempt to enslave tender geniuses, then pour vast resources into cultivating loyal servants—

Once enslaved, even the most terrifying genius will suffer catastrophic damage to their insight, spiritual nature, wisdom… everything—falling forever into mediocrity.

Once enslaved, any genius is ruined.