Supreme Harem God System novel Chapter 2258

Chapter 2258: Sanctum Aurelios.

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THUNDER THUNDER THUNDER

The Universe trembled in unfiltered rage again.

And that was the cue.

Cue to all the beings in the entire Universe.

Cue to the mortals who stopped thinking about it after mere five years.

Cue to the world leaders who would be directly or indirectly involved in this mess in the future.

This was not over.

This was... far from over.

And the Anomaly—

He was back.

And this time, he did not start small.

He did not attack a Lowest or a Low-Level world, nor did he target a forgotten corner that no being drifted to.

He targeted a High-Level World under the Light’s faction.

A world so important that even saying its name carried weight, especially after everything that happened in Gracevale—the High-Level World that the Anomaly attacked before.

A world built like a fortress.

A world filled with Light’s most loyal.

A world that served as a symbol.

Sanctum Aurelios.

It was called the Lantern of Light.

A place where Light’s doctrine was taught to millions.

One of the only places in the entire Universe where the Light Borns visited often as instructors.

A place where "justice" was written into law and carved into stone.

A world that was seen as proof that Light protected its people.

And in a single moment, without anyone even realizing what had happened—

Sanctum Aurelios vanished.

Devoured out of existence, so cleanly that it looked like it had never existed in the first place.

The only reason the rest of the Universe was even alerted was because the Universe’s Will reacted in anger, pointing at the place where Sanctum Aurelios once stood.

And the first to react to the Universe’s reaction was obviously the faction who lost the most—

The Light Faction.

A battalion of Light-born elites arrived in an instant, together with multiple artifacts and relics that might help them investigate, read the traces left in space.

The elites expected to find residue, to find... even a trace of energies—energies that should have spread after the battle that might have happened between Sanctum Aurelios’s Progenitors and the Anomaly’s Immortal Army.

But...

They found nothing.

Only silence and... emptiness.

The commander, a tall Light-born with a halo shaped like a thin ring of glass, raised his hand.

"Scan the edges.

Find the intrusion point."

He ordered, and the rest of the Light Borns spread out and released threads of Light—threads that were supposed to react to even the slightest change in air.

But...

The threads did not react.

At all.

"This is... clean.

Too clean."

One of the Light Borns whispered with a frown.

But then finally—

Her thread reacted.

The Light Born moved toward that thread and there, she noticed an extremely small, almost negligible-sized floating crystal.

An object none of them recognized, but one that reacted perfectly nonetheless.

Their formations tightened, collective shields appeared, weapons rose.

Yes, the Light Borns were on edge.

How could they not be?

Even Auren, the strongest Child of Light, had fallen at the hands of the Anomaly.

None of them wanted to take a chance.

"Approach carefully."

The commander ordered, and the entire unit moved forward as carefully as possible, staring at the crystal as if it might explode at any moment.

It was almost comical to see these beings—who could make almost any world kneel—being so careful in front of an object they didn’t even notice at first.

And what was even more comical was the fact that the crystal did not react.

The Light Borns stared at each other, confused.

Then, the first Light Born reached it with hesitation, his hand hovering near it.

Then, as if the crystal sensed him—

It shined.

In an instant, the Light Born and his entire unit shifted back with a flinch, their shields up.

And then—

The void lit up.

Not with an explosion, but with a screen.

Yes, it was not a weapon, nor a bomb meant to explode.

It was merely a recording.

A recording the Anomaly had prepared for them.

A message.

And the Light Borns—

Who had been almost comically careful around it—

Felt their faces burn.

They felt the Anomaly looking and laughing right at them.

But before they could react or do anything about the silent humiliation they were subjected to—

The recording began with a sound.

The sound of a crowd screaming and... crying as the scene formed.

The first image showed a city.

A golden city.

Light banners hung from towers like flowing rivers.

Statues of angels and saints stood on every bridge.

Above the city floated a massive temple, like a second moon made of white stone.

A voice spoke—calm and proud.

"This is Sanctum Aurelios,"

The voice said.

"The Lantern of Light."

Then the recording shifted.

It moved like a memory being dragged forward.

A grand hall appeared.

A courtroom.

Rows of kneeling people lined the floor.

Chains glowed on their wrists.

They looked thin, as if they were starved, and in their eyes, there was terror—sheer terror and dread of what was about to come.

At the far end of the hall sat a throne made of pale gold, and on this throne sat a man.

His hair was white-gold, his eyes were bright—almost holy.

A halo floated behind his head like a crown.

The camera angle moved closer.

Words appeared at the bottom of the recording in cold, neat script:

AUREN LIGHT — THE STRONGEST CHILD OF LIGHT.

The Light-born soldiers watching the recording stiffened.

Some looked proud at the title.

Yes, not around her—inside her.

A man fell to his knees. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

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