Noah looked at them.

The two ancient civilizations, Aethelgard and the Xylo Technarchs, were a threat to Earth. It was not because they could harm humans. Noah had already proven that their weapons and magic were toys compared to his power. The real danger was their existence itself. If they remained, their presence could alert the Primordial Empire.

Noah was strong, but he was not ready to confront a force that ruled the fabric of the universe. Not yet. He needed time.

The best course of action was to drive these fools off the planet.

He could have protected them if they were good people. Instead, they were bastards who wanted to rule over what they called "primitives." Their arrogance blinded them. They failed to realize that the threat of annihilation was already hanging above their own heads.

Noah did not leave the massive, high-tech continents these civilizations had built. These landmasses were filled with technology and magic far beyond current human understanding. Once the two civilizations departed, he would merge the continents into one.

He would build his palace there.

The Aldric family would live there, safe from the chaos of the outside world.

Before the two civilizations left, Noah showed rare mercy. He raised his hand, and two massive ripples of power spread outward, shaking space itself. He bestowed two bloodline barriers upon them. These shields masked their existence, hiding them from the Primordial Empire for exactly ten years.

"Ten years," Noah said coldly. "Find a way to protect yourselves. If you fail, you will be erased. Do not return to Earth."

Noah did not want to destroy these civilizations. He was a god, and a god did not step on every ant hill he saw, unless the ants bit his family.

Three hours later.

The two ancient civilizations that had appeared from nowhere and threatened to enslave humanity vanished into thin air. Their massive fleets and floating islands blinked out of existence, retreating into the deep void of space.

Noah did not announce the news to the world. He did not care for fame or applause. He was waiting for the people of Earth to return from the Trial Ground.

Inside the Trial Ground, remnants of Aethelgard and the Technarchs still tried to manipulate the trials. Noah did not bother speaking to them. He reached into the dimensional layers of the tower and threw them out forcefully. They tumbled through the void, screaming, before crashing onto their retreating ships.

He already had a plan.

He would make his sister,Naomi the face of the Aldric family. His path would take him across the universe, and he did not want his name to become public. Let the world believe Naomi was the savior. Let him remain the shadow holding the sky in place.

Noah walked to the edge of the floating jade balcony and gazed down at the ocean below. He lifted into the air, his clothes snapping violently in the wind.

He spread his mental domain.

It expanded like a boundless, invisible sea, enveloping the two colossal continents now abandoned by their former masters.

"Merge," Noah said.

The command resonated through the laws of physics.

The Xylo Technarch continent, a jagged land of steel and neon, surged forward at terrifying speed toward the Aethelgard continent.

At that moment, the world stopped.

Every functioning satellite, every news drone, and every person holding a phone turned their cameras toward the heart of the Atlantic. The internet descended into madness as live streams captured the impossible.

"Look at the water!" a reporter screamed from a helicopter miles away. "The ocean is being pushed aside. The two ancient lands are moving!"

On billions of screens, the continents raced toward each other. The Technarch landmass moved so fast it tore the air apart, forming a wall of white vapor. Tremors rippled across cities like New York and London.

Then the continents collided.

There was no explosion.

Instead, a blinding flash of light filled the sky, overwhelming every camera for three full seconds. When the light faded, the world fell silent.

The jagged steel of the Technarchs had fused seamlessly with the jade spires of Aethelgard. Mountains of metal intertwined with forests of crystal. A super-continent was born, a land that should not exist.

"It's a miracle," a woman whispered from a shelter, clutching her tablet.

Noah observed the fusion with boredom. As the dust settled, he tapped his foot against the air and began to craft. Using the Law of Creation, he pulled minerals from the ocean floor and energy from the sun itself.

At the center of the new continent, a palace rose.

It was not stone. It looked like liquid starlight, solid and radiant. Towers pierced the clouds. Gardens bloomed with exotic plants gathered from distant galaxies.

This was the Aldric Sanctum.

When the palace was complete, Noah waved his hand. A space portal opened inside the small bakery where his parents still hid.

Martha and Eric stepped through the swirling blue light. They expected devastation. Instead, they found themselves standing in a hall of crystal and light, overlooking a new world.

"Noah?" Martha whispered, her voice trembling.

"You're safe now," Noah said gently as he appeared beside them. "This is our home. No one will ever threaten you again."

He ensured the palace systems would care for them, then left without celebration.

Noah entered seclusion.

Deep within the palace, in a chamber where time itself slowed, he sat cross-legged. His goal was simple. He needed to comprehend as many laws as possible.

He had considered visiting the Primordial Empire immediately, but he stopped himself. The people of Earth would soon emerge from the Realm of Infinity. He wanted to meet them first. He wanted to understand humanity's condition there before leaving the planet behind.

Noah closed his eyes.

The Eye of the Primordial activated.

The world vanished.

He floated in a sea of glowing threads, each one representing a law of the universe. For a normal cultivator, understanding a single thread could take a thousand years.

For Noah, it was effortless.

He grasped a golden thread. The Law of Sword.

A black thread. The Law of Curse.

A red thread. The Law of Blood.

His mind expanded rapidly. He absorbed cosmic truths at a pace that would have shattered any other being. He remained motionless, a statue in a palace of starlight, while his soul wandered the foundations of existence.

Yet while Noah cultivated in silence, the two ancient civilizations were anything but calm.

In a distant corner of the galaxy, the fleets of Aethelgard and the Xylo Technarchs lay hidden behind the bloodline barrier. Hatred burned within them.

"He humiliated us," Archon Valerius spat, sitting on a cold metal bench instead of a throne. "He took our continents. He took our dignity."

The Technarch Supreme Leader flickered on a damaged screen. "Logic confirms that the entity known as Noah is an existential error. His existence destabilizes all established orders."

"But we cannot kill him," Kaelos whispered, his voice shaking. "He is beyond us."

"If we cannot kill him," Valerius said, a twisted smile spreading across his face, "then we will summon someone who can."

They knew the Primordial Empire despised anomalies. Noah was invisible to fate itself. To the Empire, he would be a virus.

"The barrier hides us," the Technarch Leader said, "but it also prevents us from calling for help."

"Then we destroy it," Valerius decided. "We sacrifice our blood and scream into the void."

They understood the cost. Once the barrier fell, the Primordial Empire would see them. Enslavement or execution awaited them.

But hatred outweighed survival.

"Let the world burn," Valerius laughed. "If we cannot have Earth, no one will."

They began the ritual. Technarch reactors overloaded, sending massive data pulses into space. Aethelgard's people burned their own life force to power a beacon.

Together, they tore at the bloodline seal.

It shattered.

The ten-year protection Noah had granted was destroyed in less than a day.

Far away, within a secret realm, a colossal structure of golden rings hummed to life. A Primordial monitoring station awakened.

[Warning: Anomaly detected.]

[Location: Fourth Epoch Primitive Planet.]

[Fate Disruption: 99.9%.]

[Action: Investigation and Purification.]

A being wrapped in nebula-like robes opened its eyes.

"An anomaly in the fourth epoch?" it murmured. "How inconvenient."

With a single gesture, fleets capable of devouring suns began to move.

Within the Aldric Sanctum, Noah felt a ripple in the Law of Karma.

His eyes remained closed, but his brow furrowed.

"Fools," he thought. "I spared you, and you chose extinction."

He did not panic. He accelerated his comprehension. His golden eye burned brighter, piercing deeper into reality.

He needed more power.

Because the real monsters were coming.

Noah inhaled, and the entire continent breathed with him. He was no longer merely a man. He was becoming a law.

Above the super-continent, the sky shimmered with iridescent light. Humanity looked up, unaware that the countdown to catastrophe had shortened.

Noah had a feeling that if he comprehended 100 laws, something would change.

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