Supreme Harem God System - Chapter 2325: Should we call… him as well?

Chapter 2325: Should we call… him as well?

“You are correct.”

Zylarith nodded, agreeing with Orravyn, then, he looked at all the Infinities present in the room and with a solemn look on his face—

“Another me shouldn’t scare you.

You people have dealt with me before, doing it again wouldn’t be difficult.”

Then, he took a small pause, as if he didn’t wish to admit it, but he was going to—

“But the Anomaly is not another me.

He is far, far worse.

His existence should scare you.”

He spoke in a far, far graver tone than before, but again, Orravyn just scoffed.

“I didn’t take you as a fool for your child. That is indeed surprising. To think you would create delusions of your child’s greatness after passing your prime.

What was it?

Did time get to you?”

He asked with a dismissive look on his face. Clearly, he wasn’t taking Zylarith’s words seriously, but the others weren’t the same.

The other Infinities were now staring at Zylarith, and they were silent, they were thinking. It was just Orravyn dismissing his words, and even that was just his hatred speaking, hatred that had gotten the better of him.

He was treated like a child when he first joined, even today, Zylarith didn’t treat him the same way he treated others. That word milk boy, even if he didn’t show it, did have an effect on him.

It was even more brutal to him since Zylarith too, wasn’t one of the original Chaos Progenitors, he wasn’t the first Chaos Infinity, in fact, there had been countless Chaos Infinities since none of them could survive the power of Chaos for more than a billion years, only Zylarith broke that cycle with the Body of Chaos.

So when Zylarith joined the table with the other Infinities, none of the Infinities treated him like a child, he was respected the moment he arrived.

And yes, Orravyn understood it.

With what Zylarith had achieved, underestimating him was foolish, this was why he was treated the way he was.

But…

Now they were supposed to take his child seriously as well?

A child that runs away like a scared little thing the moment one of them notices him?

Orravyn wanted to wave his hand dismissively again, but just then—

“I am not a fool for my son, Orravyn.”

Zylarith spoke up, looking directly at him.

“He isn’t my first son, I do not feel any parental attachment to him.

The only thing I feel is… fear.”

He spoke honestly.

“He is playing all of you like fools, I fear that if I do not do anything soon, he will achieve what every single one of us has been trying to achieve for trillions of years and no one here would be able to stop him.”

Orravyn looked at him when he said those words and from the look on his face, it was clear that he did not believe any of it.

As far as he was concerned, this was nothing more than a bogus trick, one of Zylarith’s plans to stop the war and get something he wants.

Yes, the very idea of someone being able to rise from below, overtake the Four Infinities and take what should be theirs seemed… too impossible in his eyes.

And it wasn’t just him, it was the same for the other three Infinities, the only reason they stayed silent was because Zylarith was the one saying those words.

Zylarith looked around, he sensed the doubt and the mistrust and he…

He felt a strong, piercing headache.

No wonder these people were played like fools and were made to go to war with each other so easily, every single one of them was too stuck up with the idea of being the strongest.

Not feeling challenged for trillions of years had made them rigid, they couldn’t comprehend the thought of losing, at least not to an outsider…

And honestly, it was ridiculous too.

There were… multiple reasons Nux couldn’t actually defeat the Infinities, first and most importantly was that the Universe already had five Infinities, that was the limit, unless one of them dies, there cannot be another Infinity.

Even Nux shouldn’t be able to break that rule, and as long as he doesn’t become an Infinity, he shouldn’t be able to take on the Infinities, Zylarith knew that well—

Just that…

“That boy never moved according to the rules.”

He spoke out loud.

The Infinities looked at him, he took a deep breath, then he looked at Orravyn and—

“How old do you think he is?”

He asked a random question.

“Huh…?”

Orravyn frowned.

They were Infinities, immortal beings, at their level, age was irrelevant, no, even the beings below their levels do not consider age to be relevant.

“Answer my question.”

Zylarith spoke.

“He is your son, so he should be at least a few billion years old, could be older.”

Ul’Thakar answered in Orravyn’s stead, he could sense Orravyn’s hatred was still clouding him. The other Infinities nodded at Ul’Thakar’s words, a few billion sounded reasonable enough.

Zylarith looked at Orravyn, as if waiting for his answer—

“Could be younger too, maybe only a billion years.”

Orravyn gave his own input, Zylarith nodded at those words and then—

“He shouldn’t be more than ten thousand years old.”

He revealed the truth and the instant he did—

“What…?”

The Infinities couldn’t believe it, even Orravyn.

The being who had terrified the entire Universe, the being who had openly challenged them time and time again was… a baby?

That… did not make sense.

But—

“The System he had was connected to me, the moment he activated it, I sensed it.

And that was only about seven thousand years ago.”

“What if he activated the system later in his life?”

Equarios reasoned.

“I sensed the System, he was only a human mortal when he activated it. Even if he activated it ’later’ in his life, he couldn’t be older than a hundred years.”

Zylarith answered and Equarios turned silent. A hundred years was obviously nothing in their eyes, heck, the war between Seraphielle and Ul’Thakar had been going on for a hundred years and it was barely starting.

“He went from a mere mortal who couldn’t have lived longer than a hundred years to a being who could crush Eternals in a matter of seconds, in less than ten thousand years.”

Zylarith spoke, then he looked at Seraphielle and—

“Even that child of yours, the one you called the strongest, was no different. So it isn’t just the weak Eternals he can defeat, Eternals are no longer a threat to him.

And ten thousand years is all it took.

And do not think for a second that he is weak—

I have interacted with him, and every time I did, I didn’t come out as the final victor.

He has surprised me time and time again.

He managed to defeat a Transcendent-level being I sent after him, when I believed he was only a Sovereign.

Phases do not matter to him, the Universe’s rules clearly aren’t being applied to him.

He may not be an Anomaly in the way you think he is—

But he is an Anomaly.”

Zylarith spoke and this time—

Silence.

Absolute silence fell over the place.

To think… the threat was… a ten-thousand-year baby…

“So stop the war and take care of him.

Then you can do whatever you want, I will not interfere with what any of you want to do. You can all destroy each other and I will celebrate it on top of your graves.

But before all that—

Kill the Anomaly.

Treat him like the threat he is.”

Zylarith spoke and this time, even Orravyn did not dismiss his words. Sure, his judgment might have been clouded by his hatred, but all of that hatred disappeared when he realized they were facing a baby with a potential far stronger than that of his father.

Yes, while Zylarith was always considered exceptional, even when he wasn’t an Infinity, even when he was always stronger than his peers his age—

He was nowhere close to defeating Eternals at the mere age of ten thousand.

Heck, he couldn’t even defeat a Transcendent at that age, none of them could.

And that was when the first Infinity asked the most important question.

“How do we defeat him?”

It was Seraphielle.

The one who had always been on the receiving end of the Anomaly’s attacks, if there was anyone after Zylarith who understood how complicated an enemy he was, it was her.

The problem was always the same, they couldn’t sense him. How were they supposed to defeat something they cannot even sense?

Do they just… wait in one random world, hoping that he attacks it?

But that was… absurd.

There were only four of them, even if they narrowed the worlds down according to his patterns, there were still tens of thousands of worlds he could attack, and there were only four of them who could actually stop him.

The chances were too low.

It seemed… too desperate a move.

“Should we call… him as well?”

Suddenly, Equarios asked.

The rest of the Infinities began thinking about it, Zylarith, however, frowned.

“Who are you talking about?”

“The Fifth.”

Equarios answered and Zylarith…

“The Fifth…?”

He looked at these people with an absolutely ridiculous look on his face.