Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP - Chapter 460: Who... Are You All?

Chapter 460: Who… Are You All?

As the leaders were forced to watch phase one of the Ineffable Plan unfold, there was one Champion—one being who had neither fallen nor intended to.

By now it was common knowledge that there were eighteen champions, each serving under one of these leaders. But there was a detail most overlooked: they weren’t just eighteen different beings, they were counterparts.

By counterparts, it didn’t just mean they had different powers.

No, it meant they were two sides of the same coin in the truest sense. This was important because Ash’s origins hadn’t changed one bit.

From the very beginning, he was the Ninth Organism, one with true sentience.

Unlike the other nine organisms that resided within ’existence’, it was not just a mere generator, but one who sought to become the true architect of Reality.

Once upon a time, Ash, he indeed was the very eye of the first dawn.

And if he could possess sentience—if he could achieve what the others could not—then what of his counterpart?

—–

Seris had been amongst the group sent into the Null Firmament.

Their side of things hadn’t been as quick as the others simply because the Null Firmament was nothing but a bridge into True Nonexistence.

So, for a full hour she along with Vetri, Persephone, and Aphrodite had been clearing all 99 inversions while the other women that were left handled the champions already in nonexistence.

The four women now stood at the edge of the final inversion.

It was a vast, swirling gate of inverted light and darkness — a vertical tear in reality that pulsed like a living wound, leading straight into True Nonexistence.

The air around it was heavy, silent, and wrong in a way that made even their divine senses feel slightly off-balance.

Seris floated at the front, her two long braids were drifting as she stared into the gate, her red eyes reflecting its chaotic swirl.

Vetri stood to her left, arms crossed, her presence calm but ready.

Persephone and Aphrodite hovered on the right, as they looked on as well.

“According to Elysia,” Seris said as her voice was low. “The final champion is on the other side of this inversion.”

Vetri narrowed her eyes, she didn’t know Elysia nor any of the other spirits. But what she did know… from her many years of being in the Null Firmament…

“Isn’t this quite odd?” She asked, “Why does this inversion lead directly to a champion?”

Persephone chuckled, “You’re wasting words speaking to this general here.” She said, “It wouldn’t matter if she knew it was a trap.”

Aphrodite nodded, “With her strategies… I’m sure we’ll find a way out.”

Seris smiled with a bit of pride hearing that… and with that, the four women stepped forward together.

The moment they crossed the threshold; the inversion swallowed them whole.

—–

They emerged into a realm of pure, absolute Nonexistence.

Much like the lower inversions, this place was not empty.

Similar to every other Higher Dimension, this place was an expansive plane of nonexistence.

Though, much like Vetri mentioned, something was off.

Vetri’s voice cut through the silence first, low and wary.

“Right… it’s definitely off.” She said, “There are no inhabitants around. Not even the usual remnants of them…”

Before any of them could respond, a figure stepped out of the shadows a light-year in front of them.

He had long white and black hair that drifted as if underwater.

He was slender, with pale skin that seemed to drink in the non-light around him.

But it wasn’t just that, he was absurdly beautiful— it was almost like the concept of ugliness didn’t exist within him.

Every line of his face, every movement of his body, was perfectly balanced in a way that felt wrong, like looking at something that had been edited to remove all flaws.

Seeing him, they all frowned.

Though it was obviously not because of his look.

Aphrodite spoke first, her voice carrying a hint of disdain.

“He’s still leagues below Husband.”

However, when they scanned him… they could not see his rank. No, it wasn’t that they could see it, but they could not decipher the script it was written in.

What they could tell though, was that his existence level was exactly the same as theirs.

Seeing the women, the man didn’t speak.

He simply blinked once.

VWOOOOM!!!!!

With that single blink, an invisible beam of pure Nonexistence shot toward them — a line of absolute negation that erased the concept of “distance” and “presence” as it traveled.

This was not some talent nor power. Just his raw manipulation of nonexistence itself.

Though it was meant to be invisible, to the Unus, it was nothing but a white light.

Seris frowned as she raised a single hand, her Unus traits activating instinctively.

With a wave of her hand…. The beam simply… ceased to be.

It didn’t break or deflect.

It was dismissed, as if it had never existed in the first place.

The man finally spoke, his voice smooth, melodic, and casual as ever.

“Welcome… to your end.”

HUMMMMMM!!!!!

The moment his words ended, a huge rift tore open behind him.

The tear in reality was massive — a jagged, screaming wound that bled pure Nonexistence. From it poured billions of beings, all at the Sixteenth Dimensional level up to the Seventeenth Dimensional level.

None of them were anything like horror creatures.

No, the being before them was far beyond a progenitor. He was something like the very Origin of all things that were nothing.

And this race, it had emerged from his unmaking…

They were the Nelun — beautiful, ethereal beings whose forms seemed sculpted from pure white quartz.

Each one was tall, towering over hundreds of feet tall.

But they were graceful, with skin that shimmered like they held stars,

Their movements were elegant, almost hypnotic, yet each carried weapons forged from pure negation — blades that erased concepts on contact, spears that unraveled existence itself.

They came in perfect, synchronized waves, their beauty only making the threat more unnerving.

Seeing this, the four women moved at once… as things were getting more than interesting.

Seris raised both hands, her red eyes flaring.

ROARRRRRRR!!!!!!

Below her appeared a towering pure white dragon that had twelve wings and pure red eyes.

“Legions… arise.”

HUMMMM!!!!

At the sound of words, endless rifts of her own opened around the bubbling battlefield.

ROARRRRRR!!!!!!

From them surged her infinite legions — beasts of every conceivable and inconceivable form, otherworldly creatures born from her Unus essence.

She also had spectral armies that multiplied with every heartbeat. The roar of her forces shook the void as they charged forward to meet the incoming tide of Nelun.

Aphrodite and Persephone acted in perfect sync.

They opened twin rifts directly into Pantheos, they had yet to form their own battalions. However, they hadn’t cleared the previous ninety-nine inversions without changing the Devas.

From their portals that poured forth hundreds of millions of Unus beings, all who had once been Devas.

These former defenders of Existence, were now elevated and bound to the Ineffable Pantheon, descended like a storm of divine retribution.

And…. The clash was utterly devastating.

BOOOOOOM!!!!!!