Supreme Harem God System - Chapter 2263: A predator does not become honest because he wears a smile.

Chapter 2263: A predator does not become honest because he wears a smile.

“Can we catch them?”

Seraphielle asked directly and Lord Light…

“We can try.”

He nodded after a bit of hesitation.

“But… we would need to launch a Universal-level operation.

And while that in itself would not be difficult,

It…

It won’t solve the core issue.”

Yes, that was the problem.

Catching them wouldn’t be difficult, especially with the amount of power they held. All they would need to do would be to mobilize their forces and send out an order.

All the World Leaders in their faction would then run wide-range memory scans in their respective worlds, and even a single discrepancy, a missing memory, a false memory that did not make sense, or contact with someone suspicious in any being’s mind, would be enough to catch them.

Once it was established that the Anomaly had his people spread throughout the worlds, to cancel his connection with the Universe and stop him from having an influence this strong in their Universe, the other Infinities would act and command their respective factions as well.

As for the neutral worlds that had yet to become part of any faction, every faction could send their armies to these worlds in the name of ’fighting an external threat,’ not to mention this would also serve as an opportunity to… expand their territory and influence, an opportunity none of the Four Factions would miss.

At first look, it seemed like an exceptional plan, something that should be implemented directly.

After all, it not only removed Anomaly’s influence from the Universe by its roots, it also gave the Four Factions an opportunity and the reason to expand.

The reason they had been looking for for hundreds of thousands of years.

But…

Like most plans, this too had… issues.

Several issues, in fact.

“If we hunt his people directly, mortals will not see it as justice.

No being would like their memories being read under the suspicion of being a traitor, and if such an operation is initiated Universally with our name attached to it,

It will have a crippling effect on our reputation.

The people will see it as… Light suppressing the Universe because someone revealed the truth.

They will see it as Light panicking in front of the truth and how… the Anomaly revealed Light’s dark side.

It will give more credit to the recordings he revealed.

It wouldn’t be surprising if many begin supporting him instead.”

Lord Light explained with a grim look on his face.

Honestly, everything he mentioned wasn’t a big issue—Light had ruled over the Universe for trillions and trillions of years.

They had all the power they needed to pull off something like this and not be affected by it, at least not strongly.

Sure, many would raise their voices, many would resist, but…

With time, it would all return to normal.

And if Seraphielle addressed the people directly, they wouldn’t even need time. People would flock to any direction Seraphielle pointed them toward—that was the power an Infinity held, especially Seraphielle, who had the strongest voice when it came to addressing the people of the Universe.

But…

“Not to mention the Anomaly can replace them anytime he wishes.”

This was another issue—

Or the main issue, really.

“With his mind manipulation techniques… recruitment is simple for him. Most mortals wouldn’t even know they are on his side till they begin to move.”

Lord Light had not forgotten about the Anomaly’s immortal army.

That being had the power to brainwash and recruit even a Light Born. His mind manipulation was so strong that even in front of Seraphielle, the Mother of all Light Borns—a being who could make any Light Born kneel at any point she desired—those Light Borns did not care.

It was almost like they did not even recognize her.

It was…

Terrifying.

Puppets that were completely loyal to him, puppets that… did not have a mind of their own.

If the Anomaly had the power to do that to Light Borns, that too Eternal-level Light Borns, mere mortals would never be able to resist him.

Sure, it might take him a while—if they truly crushed his network, it would take him decades or even centuries to rebuild it.

But…

It wouldn’t be difficult to build it back.

The only way to completely stop him would be to continuously run these Universal-level operations, constantly reading the memories of every being in the Universe, maybe every ten years, and if that happened—

Especially right now, when those recordings had spread…

It would completely ruin Light’s reputation, and this time, even Seraphielle’s appearance would not change anything.

And because every being present in the chamber knew that—

A heavy silence fell in the place.

Lord Light finished his report.

He had delivered everything, every ugly truth, and the more he spoke, the more he felt the same thing in his chest:

Helplessness.

And it wasn’t because Light lacked power; in fact, he was sure if it came down to it, they were stronger.

But this war wasn’t about power.

This was not a war of strength.

It was a war of belief.

And they…

They were losing.

“So…”

Finally, after silence had taken over for more than ten minutes, Seraphielle spoke again. Her voice, as usual, remained calm.

But now, the temple was no longer healing on its own. It was almost as if it could no longer take the amount of damage being done to it—it could no longer keep healing every single wound.

Several pillars carried fine cracks.

The floor had a web of fractures spreading outward.

The halo above them spun slowly, brighter than before, like a sun that wanted to… burn something.

“The other Infinities offered theatre.”

The Infinity of Light began.

Lord Light stayed silent; the other Light Borns were the same. No one dared to interrupt her.

Seraphielle’s gaze turned forward, looking at a distance.

“And the Anomaly has prepared a network. A network we cannot… attack. Not right now.”

Lord Light nodded once.

Seraphielle remained still for a long moment.

Then she exhaled.

She had made her decision.

Lord Light gulped, not knowing what was going to happen, but he did not rush, he… listened, like he was supposed to.

“I did not wish to lower myself to address them again.”

Seraphielle spoke quietly, but then, her eyes sharpened.

“But I will not allow my faction to rot while others watch.”

Her voice turned colder.

“I will speak to the Universe,

Again.”

The decision was made and Lord Light’s shoulders loosened, as if the weight he had been holding for days had finally disappeared.

Then, without waiting, he began making the preparations while Seraphielle simply closed her eyes.

And just like that—

It happened again.

Across the entire Main Universe, every being felt it at the same time, like a hand had gently pressed down on their minds, calming them and… forcing them to listen.

Then a voice spoke.

A voice that sounded as if it came from inside their heads.

“My Children.”

That was all Seraphielle said at first.

And trillions of beings—be they mortals or the world leaders of their respective worlds, irrespective of the faction they belonged to—all went still, abandoning everything they had been doing.

Seraphielle did not introduce herself; it was no longer needed, not when she addressed them just a little while ago.

Neither did she need to be loud; she didn’t have to scream in order for the Universe to hear her.

She simply… needed to talk, and the people listened because that was the power her voice held.

A strange charisma, a purity that made people’s hearts tighten, a sense of holiness that made the very feeling of doubt or suspicion feel… ugly.

“I heard you.”

The Infinity of Light continued.

“You saw the recordings.

You watched scenes that were meant to make your stomach turn.

You heard screams.

You saw pain.”

And after a small pause, she continued.

“And you were told those scenes were truth.”

Seraphielle then chuckled.

Her soft, amused laugh seemed to have… a strange power over the entire Universe. For a single moment, the entire Universe was… mesmerized.

But in the next instant,

Seraphielle’s voice changed.

It did not sharpen, but the very air across the Universe felt… colder.

“Listen carefully,”

She spoke in an assertive voice.

“The Anomaly lied.”

She declared directly, as if it were the absolute truth they had no choice but to believe.

“A predator does not become honest because he wears a smile.

A devourer does not become righteous because he points at someone else’s sin.”

She spoke, then lowered her voice, enough to sound gentle but still carry that sharp edge.

“He devoured Sanctum Aurelios.

He erased a High-Level World as if it meant nothing.

He killed billions in a single moment.

And then he used your emotions as a weapon.”

Seraphielle declared, letting her words sink into people’s hearts.

“That is the type of being you are dealing with.

That is who the Anomaly is.”