Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Sovereign of shadows

Chapter 70: Sovereign of Shadows

{GLORIOUS!}

{Shadeva, Daughter of Shadow, has become your shadow.}

{An Original has submitted to you—a mortal.}

{You are the first in all existence to achieve this.}

{You are more than worthy.}

{Your title: Master of a Shadow, will be upgraded.}

{New title: Sovereign of Shadows.}

A heavy pause filled the space, vibrating in the air.

Then—

{You have taken control the soul of Shadeva.}

{Shadeva will remain forever loyal to you.}

{Noah Weaverheart, you have done the unimaginable.}

{Your existence has been greatly strengthened.}

{Current State: 4600}

{Next Threshold: 5000}

A deep transformation surged through Noah’s being. Shadows from all directions stirred, howling and twisting as they poured into him—not merely into his body, but into Shadeva, his living shadow.

She absorbed her subordinates in her, yet instead of weakening Noah, it completed him. Strengthened him. Until—

[You have created your own shadow physique: Sovereign of Shadow.]

Noah had achieved his first physique.

Yet there was no announcement from the Akashic Records. No grand proclamation.

As if to say: Compared to taking the soul of an Original, creating a mere physique is obvious. Inevitable.

Noah exhaled slowly. These last days, his body had been tempered and reforged repeatedly.

He clenched his fists, feeling it—an endless, abyssal depth of power within. Power that responded like an extension of himself.

The world itself seemed to dim around him. He was no longer a man among shadows.

He was the shadow. And not any shadow.

By simply standing here, surrounded by shadows, he could command them. They would obey without question.

He was their Sovereign.

Their Lord.

Noah lifted his head. In the distance, he felt it—a rising sense of danger, sharp and urgent.

Without hesitation, he activated his title.

And vanished.

...

—Meanwhile, in the inner zone—

Blood painted the ground.

Ester, Elizabeth, Yuki, and Eric lay collapsed, their bodies battered, breathing ragged.

They had fought valiantly against the Wyvern, but in their weakened state, facing a squad of A-Ranks and an S-Rank leader...

Defeat was inevitable.

Elden walked among the fallen, his steps deliberate. He stopped before Elizabeth, crouching down, a mocking smile on his lips.

Elizabeth forced her bloodied eyes open, locking onto him with burning hatred.

"Don’t look at me like that, little Eli," Elden sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "It wounds me."

"You," he continued, voice rising in fury, "the future Saintess of the Church—betraying us?"

Elizabeth’s lips curled into a bitter smile, blood staining her teeth.

"I wanted my freedom," she rasped.

A beat. Pain flickered through her eyes.

"I wanted to live by my choice. To be with whoever I wanted. To think freely. To breathe."

Her gaze sharpened, stabbing into Elden.

"And do you know who gave me that?"

Her voice grew stronger.

"Noah Weaverheart."

Elden’s face twisted with rage.

"So yes," she said, voice icy, "I betrayed your so-called goddess."

She spat on the ground.

"And I’m glad I did. You’re all corrupt. Twisted. Worshiping a false light."

Her voice dripped with venom.

"Goddess of Light and Justice?" she laughed, raw and broken. "She’s nothing but greed and tyranny, obsessed with her damn Chosen One."

"You all would burn the world if it meant saving him!"

Before she could say more, Elden struck, gripping her face cruelly.

"Shut your filthy mouth," he growled, eyes wild. "Don’t you dare defame the goddess who seeks to save us!"

He leaned closer, voice trembling with fanaticism.

"The Chosen One is blessed by the Goddess. And we, her devout followers..." He paused, inhaling sharply. "We would gladly die for him."

"YES!" the other inquisitors shouted, fanatical fervor burning in their eyes.

Elden smirked coldly.

"That’s faith, Eli. You don’t question. You believe. You act."

"And Noah Weaverheart?"

He stood up slowly.

"He’ll die too. Right after you."

Elizabeth’s heart jolted.

Elden continued, voice casual, cruel.