Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 401

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Chapter 401 The Rose Nebula

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“Don’t worry. None of us are leaving. This-child gave everything for humanity. Supporting him now is the least we can do.”

Eleanor Hart smiled.

Helen Rockefeller, Jelena Voss, and Ari Snow stepped forward after her. Lily Snow, another seasoned healer who had rushed over as soon as she received the news, joined them as well.

With the Empire’s finest Omegas gathered around him, Orion Ashford personally shattered the royal-class insectoid core sealed inside its molten shell.

A vortex of liquid gold unfurled.

Countless specks of light shimmered in its depths, like an endless field of stars ground into glittering dust.

This was no ordinary crystalline core. Pure energy filled it completely, shaping something breathtaking and alive–a rose-colored nebula that seemed to breathe.

Beautiful…

Then the scent reached them, and every Omega in the room froze.

The rose nebula smelled of silky cream and fresh, sweet roses, like a tiny cake formed entirely from condensed, untainted energy.

And to an Omega, it was temptation made tangible.

But they were human.

The difference between people and beasts was that beasts could not resist temptation, while people could.

Almost in unison, the Omegas held their breath. Only after they had endured the first overwhelming pull did they begin taking small, cautious breaths again.

Eleanor and Helen suffered the worst.

They were using their psychic power to support the “little cake” Orion had handed them, wriggling it inch by painstaking inch toward Julian Shaw’s psychic sea.

They could not venture deep into Julian’s psychic sea, much less force their way inside.

All they could do was leave the “little cake’ at the entrance.

The queen-of-the-night flower and narcissus waited at the edge of Julian’s psychic sea. Outside them stood the sunflower, white magnolia, little daisy, white jasmine, and the newly arrived snow willow

The flowers drooled over the ‘little cake’ even as they watched Julian’s condition without blinking

Come and get it.

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Julian.

Hurry. Come and get it.

Can you see it?

We brought the sweet, fragrant little cake all the way in for you…

The Omegas prayed in silence.

Beside the medical pod. Orion gently took Julian’s hand.

Their minds had never fully merged, and they had never completed a lifelong mark. With Julian’s paychar sea shattered, Orion did not dare touch it with his own psychic power unless every other option had failed

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Yet for Orion, holding back and waiting felt like being roasted over flames while walking barefoot across blades.

Still, he remained calm.

He calmly calculated every method left to him, every possible chance, every last thing he could try.

Whatever it took.

Whatever–

“Alkaid!”

Just as Orion felt he could no longer breathe, Eleanor’s delighted voice rang out.

The instant she spoke, the other flowers surged into Julian’s psychis sea.

Inside, they saw a small lotus drifting out from the shattered depths. It was dim and badly damaged

Nearly half of its thousand petals had broken away, making it list to one side and fly painfully slowly it was such a tiny flower, yet it kept moving forward with stubborn, yielding determination.

The queen-of-the-night flower and narcissus hurriedly dragged the “little cake closer, while the sunflower, white jasmine, and the others pushed from behind.

At last…

The flowers brought the sweet-smelling “little cake” to Alkaid.

Together with the little locus, they pushed it into Julian’s psychic sea. Then they crouched outside the entrance and watched in silence.

Fortunately, the royal-class core truly helped Julian’s psychic sea

The moment Alkaid returned with the “hule cake, the psychic sea began moving again

At first the motion was so faint that none of the Omegas might have noticed if Eagar had not been 12 sharp eyed

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But soon…

The movement became visible. Then it accelerated into a transformation so profound that none of them could believe what they were seeing.

“A psychic landscape…” Eleanor murmured

As an Omega from the older generation, she had studied psychic seas far more deeply than Helen and the

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