In a God Domain of one of the worlds of the medieval magic universe there was a continent a hundred thousand times bigger than the Broken World, divine energy a million times purer, and at an unknown location on this continent a separate dimension, in it a gigantic mountain that reached the clouds, one able to tell just by looking at the massive structure of the mountain foot and its unseeable top, and only the creator of this dimension had power over it, basically becoming a god in their personally created pocket, which was a sentence Kiltrax liked to say out loud.
On the top of the mountain one could hear clanks as weapons clashed, flames sparking in the dimension, the flames stopping as one spoke.
"Lady Thalia, if you simply stop resisting and die easily, you wouldn't have to go through all this trouble, and I will leave your corpse intact."
A man clad in golden armor with a golden hollow crown on his head, wielding a spear that reached over his head, a phoenix carving on it emitting golden light, tall and bulky, short black hair, thick eyebrows, over seven feet, wicked smiley expression, the kind of smile that had never been told no in a house that occupied the south.
"The Valdron family must be desperate for you to ambush me in my homeland."
A woman in her twenties replied, Thalia, the soon-to-be Goddess Thalia, long white hair spreading over her body and back, blue eyes, pointed nose, five-eleven, extremely beautiful, daughter of the king of the Wildermor continent, a godly magic domain different from the cultivation realms. She stood opposite Kiltrax with a serious tired expression, yellow dress, magic white robe to cover it, a crescent moon symbol on her forehead after absorbing the crescent moon rune which gives one the power to draw from the moon, two crescent blades hovering and spinning beside her.
The Valdron family was also a continental powerhouse like the Wildermors, occupying the southern continent of the God Domain while the Wildermors occupied the west, and Kiltrax was from the Valdron with a calm and calculating personality, though he was smart and skeptical he was also a psychopath, a seventh-class magic saint, three stages ahead of Thalia. His family planned to invade the Wildermors and rule it, giving them more authority and power over the current God Domain and later contacting higher domains than theirs, and he heard her words, speaking with a psychopathic tone.
"You think absorbing the crescent moon rune will give you an advantage over me, I pity you, for all the three years you left for adventuring, the result is you returning with a fourth-class magic saint power, not bad for someone who didn't depend on their family background to advance in classes, but such power means nothing to me, in this dimension I am god, and I can easily kill you as easy as killing an insect, Phoenix flame blades."
The dimension trembled, thousands of flame blades appearing from the void, pointed at her, vibrating, ready, and she made a combative stance while the two spinning crescent blades floated on her palms, her dress already tattered from previous attacks.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
The blades launched at fast speeds from different angles, Thalia using her crescent spinning blades, clashing with hundreds, invading some as best as she could.
"Ahh."
A blade cut her on the side, blood gushing, spraying on the mountaintop, she knelt with a knee, raised her head, saw the psychopathic smile, and although heavily injured she still held her resolve, stood, cursed.
"You shameless bastard."
"Shameless, haha, hahaha, hahaha, you see, little princess, this world is constructed purely for the existence of the strong, it doesn't matter what methods we use, what matters is the results, and your notion of morale and fairness is nothing but a dream, as long as there are strong there will always be the weak and pathetic, which is YOU, now die."
With the word die the blades tripled from thousands to millions, launching, and she saw them coming, still held her resolve, closed her eyes, uttered.
"Light of the Crescent blades."
The instant she said it light shot from the blades as they rotated faster than before, producing a bright light covering her body and blinding Kiltrax, he blocking with his left hand, waiting for it to die down.
"Now, let's see how you pressure me."
He heard her as the light died, Thalia looking as good as new, no injuries, torn dress gone, standing, going on the offensive, two crescent blades spinning faster, cutting through millions of flame blades, aiming for his head, and before they could reach him they were cut in half by a stronger and larger flame blade.
"How many times do I have to say it, you are the weak and pathetic person in this fight, don't you get it, now is time to say goodbye, Princess Thalia Wildermor."
The crescent blades fell, millions of the larger flame blades appearing from the void, launching immediately, Kiltrax seeing her body get sliced into millions of pieces as she fell from the mountain.
"Hahaha, now you are.... huh?"
About to celebrate when he heard a voice behind his head.
"You were right, this is your dimension, and you are god, but I have killed gods more powerful than you before."
Slice.
"Ho..w?"
A head rolled from the mountain top, the body following, and with the death of Kiltrax the flame blades disappeared, the separate dimension beginning to crack, moments later the whole thing shattering along with the mountain, Thalia left standing in the middle of a forest when suddenly.
"Blurgg."
A mouthful of blood sprayed as she fell on her knees, raised her hand, a magical bag appearing, a bottle with green liquid, drinking, slowly regaining consciousness.
"Arrg, I shouldn't have used that move which requires all my magic energy, now I have to rest for months before I recover my full strength."
Resting on a tree when she heard voices in the forest.
"She must be here, I saw Lord Kiltrax's dimension break, which means she must have been heavily injured."
"Then hurry up and lead."
Two middle-aged men searching, she heard them, tried to get up, only to fall and make a noise, alerting them as they sensed her magic presence, one flying fast, coming, seeing tired Thalia leaning on a tree with eyes closed, and before he could shout a blade pierced his throat, he falling, making an even louder noise. She had faked her sleep and killed him, stood, began running, did not take ten steps when a group of men surrounded her, all holding magical weapons aimed.
"Thalia Wildermor, you have quite the reputation for a princess who loves adventuring, to be honest I never expected you to win against Kiltrax, but what a surprise, I would love to chat more with you, but my mission is to kill you."
A man shorter than Kiltrax, grander in appearance, plain robes but extremely high-level artifacts as accessories, a ball of black poison generating from his right palm, sent at her. She knew who this person was, the elder brother of Kiltrax, Travatan, a ninth-class magic saint who held immense political power in the Wildermor continent, the Wildermors may rule the continent but the Valdrons could not be underestimated when evaluating their power in all five continents.
The black poison came, her eyes still open, facing it, and before it could reach her time stopped as a bright light that only blinded her shot into her forehead, the next moment a female voice.
"Ding, wife of #$@%& system activated."
"Updating system, update complete."
"Synchronizing all functions."
"Synchronizing complete, transferring all functions to master."
Thalia was shocked for the first time today, a screen with an internal galaxy design appearing in front of her, the people still frozen in time, the black ball of poison still in attacking motion.
[System: Wife of #$@%&]
[Master: Thalia King]
[Being: Nigh Omnivastance]
[Title: Wife of $#%&@. Goddess of Nigh Omnivastance.]
[Power: Ω]
[Items: Ω]
She felt the power of nigh omnivastance as she slowly floated from the ground, stood, saw the people still frozen, and with her Being she quickly comprehended her condition and understandings of nigh omnivastance, the system speaking again.
"Upgrading dress, upgrade complete."
"Does Goddess wish to equip dress of nigh omnivastance?"
"Yes."
A dress appeared infinitely more magnificent than her previous robes, stats on the screen.
[Dress of Goddess Thalia: A dress with a dimensional scale equivalent to elementary hexahedron, but also surpasses all scaling systems]
She read it, realized her level of existence had surpassed the limits of concepts and understanding, saw the frozen group of men, spoke in a calm tone.
"I will deal with you insects later, for now I want to see just who possesses such capabilities that also declares himself as my husband."
She left the magical world in a time-stop state, later dealing with these ants, wondering who this husband of hers was, speaking to the system.
"System, tell me where this man is."
"Do you mean your husband, Goddess?"
"Yes, my hus.., my husband."
"He is currently in a low dimensional realm of another universe, does Goddess wish to meet him?"
"Not directly, I want to observe him before actually meeting him."
She thought, the void in front of her opened, she walked through it.
_____________________________________________
Thalia hovered in the empty void in an unknown location of the Broken World, white hair fluttering, eyes closed, the crescent symbol on her forehead shining as it slowly assumed the color of a galaxy, the cracked door-shaped void closing.
"System, you said my hus..., that man is on this tiny realm of this tiny world?"
"Yes, Goddess Thalia."
Being a nigh omnivastance being she knows everything now with or without the system, but the only thing is she cannot tell about her husband and any relations with him other than his location, which somehow the system knew, she would not be able to tell anything about Patrick anymore, unlike Shi Ling, Anastasia, she received her system after Patrick's upgrade, a wife arriving late to a story that had already named her in a question mark.
She stepped, vanished at speed not scalable, the void she vanished from shattering instantly, moments later slowly mending, everything returning, beginning her search for her husband.
Imperial City, Kang Family Household.
Being one of the most powerful families in the Ju Empire the Kang possessed many lands and businesses, a legacy traceable to ten thousand years ago, an ancestor of theirs also a participant in the human-demon war, and in a secret room in the Kang estate six members sat in circles, tense atmosphere, serious expressions, a man who had a stick in his mouth speaking.
"It seems our plan to win the competition and infiltrate the empire's treasury has failed."
"Elder Mu doesn't have to worry, I have made plans for today's banquet, which we will use to unravel the true identity of that demon who hides as a kid."
"As expected of Patriarch Mo, we will use Patriarch Mo's plan to continue our plan in infiltrating the treasury."
An older man spoke, the oldest and strongest among the six, a seventh-stage Emperor realm cultivator, even stronger than the current Emperor in cultivation realms but not actual strength, Kang Mo doing mathematics that still thought a banquet could catch a god.
Patrick laid on the bed at the ancestor residence as he smiled and spoke lowly.
"Ahh, my third wife, we have to meet in a romantic situation, not just a random meeting and then loving me instantly."
He knew everything Thalia was going through, only her system to show her his worldly and continental location, but not the empire or sect he was in, a courtesy he was keeping for a first look that would not be a battlefield. He turned his head toward his two knocked-out wives, got up, spoke in a calm but annoyed tone.
"It seems a stupid Heavenly Venerate is on the run, let's send him on a proper run, shall we?"
Essence clothes returned but stopped at the waist down, from waist up he was naked, and the body which had the appearance of a human was nowhere to be seen, now looking transparent, the embodiment of both Yin and Yang.
"Hmm, it seems since I don't exist in any power systems anymore, the power systems now exist in me, I can manage with that."
He observed his body, realizing he now does not exist in any power scaling system and concept, as he is beyond the definition of everything, Omnivastance wearing a half-dressed joke. The concepts of reality and space shifted as he was on the roof with a will.
"Why don't you stop hiding like a little mouse and meet me like the Heavenly Venerate you are?"
His voice reverberated, causing a certain area in the void to break, revealing the older man earlier from the coliseum, completely different expression than his nonchalant self, still calm even after being surprised, stepping from the void, speaking in an arrogant tone.
"It seems you are also from that realm, but I will have to test whether you are truly as powerful as the move you just performed."
"Hey, stupid old man, I never said I am from your bullshit realm, don't try to act arrogant in front of me, or there will be no more you in existence, try me."
When the old man heard the word stupid, which was the same name the man he killed at the coliseum called him, his mood instantly changed, speaking in a more oppressive tone.
"Heavenly Suppression."