The Monarch-Chapter 555: The arrival of the winter ones

The gods were afraid of the potential of a mere mortal, scared enough to interfere with the threads of destiny and bear the weight of their actions. This wouldn’t be a common event; it would be akin to killing a ten-ray mage, something far beyond what any god should be capable of handling. Likely, this god would either be killed or spend a few trillion years in a semi-vegetative state.

"Did you foresee this?" Kayden asked Thoth when the two were finally alone.

"No, I don’t know which fundamental law you could sense, but it likely caused an upheaval in larger universes. Fortunately, the gods won’t descend to this universe for a few dozen billion years, which should give you enough time to escape to other planes," Thoth mused while thinking.

"I need a place to hide for an extended period of training. I’m still unable to rival Netero and some of the other high-level demigods," Kayden admitted. He didn’t want to trust Thoth blindly, but at the moment, he had no other options.

The two remained silent, lost in their thoughts for a few more moments. Kayden was fully aware that he could flee for a few million years and hide on smaller planets. With a bit of luck, he might grow strong enough to rival Netero and the other high-level demigods. At that point, he could emerge from his isolation.

"In a few centuries, another universe will come into conflict with ours. It’s at least twice as large. Just flee into it and hide within its folds. They’re also ruled by gods from the shadows, but they belong to a different faction," Thoth revealed, much to Kayden’s surprise. The information was unexpected and freely given.

"Thank you, Thoth," Kayden said before departing. He had much work to do. Like it or not, he was against the entire universe once again.

"The time has come," Kayden said, opening his eyes from his meditation. The entire space around him was trembling. Spatial waves emanated from a point far off in the universe. Kayden rose and began teleporting at high speed. After some time, he finally encountered a fissure at a random point in the central zone.

There were dozens of demigods gathered around the area. Not only that, but many mages who had sensed the tremors had also arrived, all converging at the slightest sign of something being wrong. Kayden was one of the last to notice, due to his deep training.

"Master Kayden," Han appeared, floating near Kayden, along with dozens of other mages who came to greet him. His strength commanded a certain level of respect, especially from those lower in the food chain.

"I recommend that you leave this place. Only the three of you are capable of surviving the upcoming events," Kayden pointed at Han and two others. The rest were strong mages, but they would only perish against a greater force. Everyone knew who Kayden was and took his words seriously.

Other dozens of auras pressed against Kayden, testing or attempting to intimidate him. His reputation evoked both fear and envy among the demigods. Yet none of them were foolish enough to confront him at that moment; they all understood that something unimaginably large was about to happen.

The space continued to fracture for several hours. Finally, there came a moment when no small movements were left in the space—a calm before the storm. Netero and other high-level demigods had already arrived. They knew that this was to be a battle to maintain their universe’s leadership.

The fissure began expanding alarmingly, consuming nearby stars as the fabric of the universe tore like paper. On the other side, a new reality emerged, its laws entirely different, clashing with the existing ones. Gravity fluctuated wildly, alternating between crushing and nonexistent, while impossible colors filled the region.

Colossal beings, their forms defying logic, began to materialize, bringing with them a chilling breath that made even the demigods hesitate. An indescribable force pushed the original universe aside to make way for the invading one. At that moment, everyone understood that this was not merely a battle for leadership—it was a fight for the survival of everything they knew.

Some of the most powerful mages began revealing their true forms, beings of eternal ice who had long transcended the ninth realm. Their bodies radiated a bluish light, emitting an aura that froze the surrounding space instantly.

One of them, known only as the Frost Specter, had elongated arms like crystalline blades and eyes that resembled black ice mirrors, reflecting the despair of anyone who dared meet their gaze. Another, called the Arctic Circle, was a floating mass of infinite ice, pulsing with arcane runes that cooled even the flames of nearby demigods.

Every movement they made carried the eternity of glacial eras, and the mere existence of such mages defied logic.

The newly revealed universe on the other side of the fissure was a frozen dominion. Oceans of solid ice stretched infinitely, with translucent mountains that appeared like natural mirrors, reflecting stars as if they were ghosts.

The atmosphere was composed of bright, eternal snow particles, drifting aimlessly, while storms of cutting winds roared like the screams of trapped souls. This new universe seemed both dead and alive, pulsing with a frozen energy that threatened to consume everything in its path.

The creatures emerging carried fragments of this primordial ice with them. Every step they took into the original universe froze the air, withered planets, and made life hesitate to exist.

"Finally, a new war. We were getting bored," said a towering creature standing five meters tall, dressed in frozen armor with skin pale as snow. It appeared in the center of the mages, its strength far beyond what Kayden could face.

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Its power exceeded the ninth realm; it was a mortal above the ninth realm. Kayden couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Its mere presence froze the laws around it. A mage of this level was far beyond anything Kayden had ever seen. But it was mortal, which meant it could be killed.