Re-Overlord: I Can Acquire Anything!-Chapter 254: The Multiversal Overlord

The battlefield of Krysalon Prime lay drenched in cosmic silence. The azure fleets shattered, the Sovereign Emperor broken beneath Igaris's Infinite Tree. Yet the presence of the monk still lingered, quiet and unshakable. His palms pressed together, his bald head reflecting starlight, his robes flowing with tranquil simplicity.

The monk's calm voice carried across the void.

"Amitabha. If the path you walk is fire, then it will burn not only others, but yourself. Turn back, child, before karma consumes you."

Igaris's golden eyes narrowed, steady and unyielding.

"You mistake me, old one. Fire does not consume me. I am the one who consumes fire. I am not bound by your karma, nor by your heavens. Your prayers will not halt me."

The monk sighed, pity flickering in his ancient gaze.

"Then I must weigh your arrogance against eternity."

The void trembled as he raised a single hand. An ocean of golden light burst forth, forming lotus blossoms large enough to engulf suns. Each petal carried the weight of infinite sermons, each chant woven into law. The sheer purity of it washed across both armies, silencing screams, stilling weapons. Even the Azure Sovereignty soldiers wept as their hatred burned away in the monk's radiance.

Evernight frowned, whispering beside Shirley.

"This is the Dharma of Final Liberation… a technique meant to sever attachments and dissolve souls."

Shirley's fingers tightened on her zither.

"Even we can feel its pull. If Igaris falters for even a breath, his will may scatter."

But Igaris did not falter.

He raised his hand, and the Infinite Law Tree expanded. Its branches spread across galaxies, its roots pierced through dimensions. Flames of Ruination coiled with the waters of Genesis. Lightning, darkness, light, entropy, and fate all flowed together into harmony beneath his command.

The monk's lotus ocean clashed with Igaris's tree. For an instant, the universe itself seemed to hesitate. Petals met roots, hymns met silence, eternity met infinity.

The monk's calm face broke into strain.

"Impossible… you weave all laws without contradiction. Even gods must bow to balance. How do you endure the weight?"

Igaris stepped forward, his voice resonant.

"Because I am not enduring. I am devouring."

His World Destroying Finger extended. The lotus blossoms shattered, entire constellations torn in half. The monk reeled as blood spilled from his lips, his robes tattered. He pressed his palms together again, summoning Bodhisattvas carved of golden chants, each wielding transcendental power. They swarmed Igaris, chanting, striking, binding.

But Igaris's laughter cut through their hymns. He split into thousands of Limitless Doppelgangers, each wielding the same mastery, the same authority. Together they tore apart the Bodhisattvas, reducing them to motes of light. His Nuclear Fire erupted in a storm that incinerated stars.

The monk fell to his knees, his serene expression replaced with grief.

"I see… your fate was never bound to salvation. You are… destruction given form."

Igaris loomed over him, his golden gaze merciless.

"Destruction… and creation. Both serve me. Your time ends here."

The monk whispered one final Amitabha before Igaris's Godslayer Sword Style cleaved him in two, body and soul both severed. His chant ended, his light extinguished.

The armies of Azure Sovereignty broke into despairing cries. Their Emperor defeated, their monk crushed, their fleets torn apart.

Rosella whispered in disbelief.

"He crushed a Celestial monk… as if he were nothing."

Evernight's voice was calm, yet tinged with pride.

"He is our Emperor. He is beyond Celestial."

And so, Azure Sovereignty fell.

The Crimson Dominion.

News of Azure's collapse spread like wildfire. The Crimson Dominion, known for its blood sorcery and endless war legions, sought to challenge Oynstar. Their fleets filled the void in rivers of crimson steel, their Princes boasting in arrogance.

Prince Drakar sneered as he faced Igaris's fleet.

"You may have broken Azure, but the Crimson Dominion thrives on blood. For every soldier that falls, a thousand rise again!"

But Igaris did not waste words. He raised his hand, and the Infinite Tree shifted. Roots pierced their fleets, draining oceans of blood essence, siphoning it into his cosmos. Their sorceries backfired, their legions shriveled.

Evernight unleashed her undead, Shirley's zither enslaved their generals, Diva drowned their admirals in dream. One by one, their stars fell into silence.

In weeks, the Crimson Dominion was no more.

The Emerald Continuum

The Emerald Continuum, masters of time and growth, thought themselves untouchable. Their Princess Myria smiled in disdain as she confronted Igaris.

"We control the flow of time itself. How will you conquer what you cannot reach?"

The Continuum unleashed chronal storms, reversing battles, twisting causality. Armies that had died reappeared, fleets repaired themselves, wounds healed before blades landed.

For a moment, it seemed they were unassailable.

But Igaris closed his eyes. Within him, his Inner Cosmos expanded. He was not bound to one timeline, for his Infinite Acquisition devoured all. He stretched his hand into the flow of time, plucking threads as easily as strings of a harp. He unraveled their manipulations, then rewove causality to favor his armies.

The Princess screamed in terror.

"That is not possible! Time itself bends to us!"

Igaris's gaze silenced her.

"Time bends to me, because I carry eternity inside me."

The Emerald Continuum collapsed. Their green suns fell into his Inner Cosmos, their future devoured.

The Obsidian Federation

Last to resist was the Obsidian Federation, a union of void lords and shadow titans. Their Emperor Veil rose, cloaked in infinite darkness, a being feared even among Celestials.

"You are strong, child," Veil said, voice like grinding stone. "But the void is endless. It swallows even gods. Against us, you will find only nothing."

The Federation unleashed black suns, void storms, and annihilation cannons. For the first time, even Oynstar's generals felt pressure. Armies staggered, fleets torn apart.

Yet Igaris walked into the storm, untouched. His Umbral Veil and Space-Time Domain merged, turning the void itself into his ally. The shadows bent, the storms bowed, the cannons imploded.

He raised his hand, summoning Ruination. Entire galaxies of the Federation collapsed into singularities, their power devoured into his Infinite Tree. Emperor Veil fell, crushed beneath a billion collapsing realities.

The Obsidian Federation was erased.

With the fall of the four great Empires, Oynstar ruled supreme. No Celestial dared oppose them. Armies bent knee, fleets surrendered.

Igaris sat upon his throne, surrounded by his wives, his children, his generals. Yet his gaze was distant, fixed not on this universe, but beyond.

Inside him, his Inner Cosmos had grown vast. Galaxies bloomed like flowers, universes spun like jewels. Each conquest fed his infinite hunger, each devoured world strengthening him.

Evernight approached, her voice soft.

"You have already surpassed Celestials. You have already conquered empires. Will you still not rest?"

Igaris's gaze hardened.

"Rest is for those who are content. I am not. My cosmos hungers. If I do not feed it, it will consume itself. I must ascend."

He stood, the throne room trembling as power radiated from him. His Laws were complete, his Concepts transcendent. His heart burned with Overlord will.

Before all, he declared:

"I shall ascend beyond this universe. I shall become a Multiversal Being."

Light engulfed him, and when it cleared, he was changed. His presence could no longer be contained by a single cosmos. His Infinite Tree grew roots that pierced the barriers of universes, branches that spread into multiversal infinity.

Oynstar gasped as reality itself shifted. Their Emperor was now a Multiversal Dominator.

Years passed. Igaris devoured Universes, swallowed timelines, consumed Dimensions. His Inner Cosmos became a labyrinth of creation and destruction, a god-realm beyond comprehension. Celestials became dust before him, multiversal lords fell like insects.

Yet in his rise, something stirred.

One day, as he absorbed another Universe into himself, a figure appeared.

A man cloaked in simple white, his eyes deep as infinity. His presence silenced the multiverse.

"Igaris Vance," he said, voice calm, yet weightier than all existence. "Do you know who I am?"

Igaris studied him. "You are no Dominator. No Multiversal Lord. You are… the origin."

The man smiled faintly.

"Yes. I am the Origin King. This multiverse is my creation. And you, child, are weakening me with every universe you devour."

The Oynstar generals trembled. The wives tensed, ready for war. But the Origin King raised a hand.

"Fear not. I do not come to destroy. I see you as my child. Your hunger is mine, born from me. I will not chain you."

Igaris's gaze sharpened.

"Then why appear?"

The Origin King's eyes softened, ancient and kind.

"To give you what you seek. A gateway beyond this multiverse. Out there, others exist, waiting to be devoured. Go, and fulfill your hunger. But your wives, your children, your people… leave them with me. I will shelter them, as a grandfather cares for his kin."

The wives gasped. Celestara, Igaris's beloved daughter, clutched his hand desperately.

"Father, no! Do not leave us!"

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pressed against him.

"You are our strength, our light. Without you… what are we?"

Igaris knelt before her, his hand brushing her hair. His gaze softened, though his resolve did not waver.

"You are mine, Celestara. My blood, my soul. But my journey cannot end here. I must walk a path no one has ever reached. Even if it means leaving you behind, I will return. Stronger than ever."

Evernight's lips trembled as she whispered.

"You would abandon us?"

"No," Igaris said firmly. "I entrust you to the Origin King. Not as abandonment, but as promise. I will go where none have gone, and when I return… you will see me as the Ultimate Being."

One by one, his wives embraced him, tears and devotion mingling. Some begged him to stay. Others whispered pride through their sorrow. The children clung to him, their sobs filling the chamber.

Finally, Celestara cried out, her voice breaking.

"Father! Please… do not vanish beyond our reach!"

Igaris lifted her into his arms, pressing his forehead against hers.

"I will never vanish, Celestara. Even beyond the multiverse, I am with you. Every star you see, every world you touch, will carry my mark. Grow strong, my daughter, until the day we meet again."

He set her down, his figure glowing with the Origin King's gateway. The wives, the children, the empire—all watched as he stepped forward.

The Origin King spoke softly.

"Go, child. Beyond lies infinity. May your hunger find its end."

Igaris looked back one last time. His golden eyes blazed with ambition, love, and unyielding will.

"My journey is not to conquer a universe, nor a multiverse. My journey is to become the Ultimate Being. One that none can rival. One that none can ever reach."

With that, he walked into the gateway, his figure swallowed by the unknown.

Behind, Celestara collapsed in tears, reaching into the void.

"Father…"

The wives gathered her, their eyes shimmering with grief and hope. And the Origin King watched, like a grandfather, his gaze both sorrowful and proud.

Igaris's shadow vanished into infinity, his ambition echoing beyond creation.

The path of the Ultimate Being had begun.