The Monarch

Chapter 585: The event

750 billion was the absolute limit of Kayden’s reach. At this moment, he could not extend it by even a single meter beyond that. He could spend billions of years trying, and it would not change—this was the limit that the universe itself had placed upon him. It was strange because Kayden felt trapped. Adding up his conversions, he had reached an insane level of power that few in the universe could even dream of achieving.

The most unbelievable part was that he was still only in the Eighth Realm. Kayden still had the Ninth Realm, and possibly the Tenth Realm, ahead of him. His strength would likely reach the same level as a newly ascended god. That would be utterly insane—but he was still far from being capable of something like that.

"There’s going to be a tournament of the gods," Hypnos said, lying on top of Kayden’s head while explaining a bit about ancient souls. "You are not required to participate, but I recommend you go so you can understand how much your pursuit of perfection is delaying your progress. Dozens of other mages have already surpassed you in strength."

The cat’s words were harsh, but Kayden did not even flinch.

It had been a total of two billion years since the gods appeared in the universe. The average power level had increased at an unprecedented rate, but the most insane part was the strength of the elites. They had grown ridiculously. Destroying galaxies had become nothing more than child’s play for those at the top.

During this time, Kayden had practically been forgotten. No matter how much they

"You are a representative of a greater god. You do not need to go through the initial fights," Hypnos said.

Kayden and Hypnos only had to wait while the weaker mages fought for glory.

During this time, Kayden saw dozens of familiar faces fighting. One of them was Felix. The cat had become insanely more powerful than before. He was capable of swallowing a good portion of the coliseum and using it as energy for his spatial attacks. But… it wasn’t impressive.

Like so many others, Felix had sacrificed potential for raw power—one of the most foolish mistakes that all mages eventually made in their lives.

One mage that Kayden saw fighting, whom he had not expected, was Achilles. In fact, he barely even remembered that Achilles existed. And…

"Absurd."

Kayden couldn’t stop himself from uttering the word when he saw Achilles, a mere Seventh-Realm mage, destroy a Tenth-Realm mage in only two moves. But they weren’t just two moves.

Achilles received a spatial cut aimed directly at his head. He moved only a few centimeters, and at the same time, broke space at a specific point. This movement redirected the attack that was meant to decapitate him back toward the Tenth-Realm mage, without any logical explanation.

Immediately after, Achilles created a rupture in space that triggered a black hole inside the Tenth-Realm mage’s head—erasing every last trace of life from the being.

Kayden could not stop replaying the entire sequence in his mind. These movements… were perfect to a degree that should not have been possible.

Kayden knew that he was not capable of doing that. In fact, he had never seen a single mage capable of performing anything even remotely similar. It was simply rarer than winning the lottery.