Genius Noble With System-Chapter 469: Fallen awakened

The elder guardian eternal god around the crown expression changed as he felt the power of the attack.

"How dare you lowly undead life attack us." He roared, but internally he had a serious expression, as he knows the battle is going to be difficult.

But hesitation was not an option. He had to move. For the safety of princes.

Boom.

A violent explosion of energy erupted from his body.

His blood boiled like a divine furnace, and in the next instant, four radiant wings unfurled behind him. Blinding sacred light poured outward as his aura underwent a complete transformation.

The sacred radiance around him erupted like a supernova.

From the deepest layers of his bloodline, the Rule of Sacred Light burst forth, ancient and supreme.

His presence rose to its peak.

"Holy Light Domain!"

He roared as he thrust his hand forward.

In an instant, a vast domain of pure holy light expanded outward. It spread like a celestial ocean, forming a massive barrier that enveloped the Crown Prince and the army within.

Golden radiance cascaded down like divine judgement, illuminating the battlefield.

The holy domain collides with the waves of death.

Boom!

The space seems to tremble, and heaven and earth seem to have turned into two separate ones, separate ones, one filled with decay and death and the other filled with sacred light.

But the death knight seemed to have no intention to stop as he continued to attack just like waves of tsunami.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sacred barrier trembled violently.

Crack.

A faint fracture appeared along the golden surface.

Crack.

Another split opened, sacred light leaking through like bleeding sunlight.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

The fractures spread rapidly, branching like spiderwebs across the entire sacred domain. The Holy Light began to dim under the pressure, its brilliance slowly being swallowed by creeping death.

The elder’s expression darkened.

Inside the domain, he felt it clearly—

The Rule of Death was suppressing his Sacred Light. This was no ordinary Eternal God. This undead knight’s understanding of death had reached a terrifying threshold.

A cold realisation struck him.

The Death Knight had stepped into the Half-Step Transcendent Realm. A level beyond the peak of the peak of the Eternal God.

"Prince... we must retreat."

The elder’s grave voice echoed directly in Crown Prince Lucifer’s mind. "This Death Knight has reached half-step transcendent. I cannot stop him."

Hearing the crown prince’s expression changed, as he didn’t expect to meet undead of the half-step transcendent realm, as according to the records in the empire, at most the peak of the eternal god realm was awakened during the god ruins opening.

Yet now—

Right before him stood an undead that had already stepped beyond the known limits.

A Death Knight standing at the threshold of transcendence.

Lucifer’s golden pupils narrowed slightly. For the first time since entering the ruins, a trace of unease surfaced in his usually composed gaze.

This was no longer a controlled expedition.

This was something else.

Something... wrong. His mind raced rapidly.

If even a half-step transcendent undead had awakened, then the records of the empire might already be outdated.

A faint chill crept into his heart.

This time... The opening of the God Ruins might be completely different from the past.

He immediately took out the mysterious angelic feather that he previously used and, without hesitation, used it.

"Angelic judgement."

The moment Crown Prince Lucifer activated the mysterious feather, a beam of light descended from heaven.

A pillar of radiance beyond their comprehension tore through the sky. It carried a power that none of them could grasp—pure, absolute, divine.

The descending light shattered the waves of death as if they were nothing more than fragile mist. Black flames were extinguished instantly, and the suffocating aura of decay was swept away.

In the blink of an eye, the pillar engulfed the land and sky, completely swallowing the Bone Dragons and the Death Knight within its blinding brilliance.

"Grr—!!"

"Aaahhh—!"

The Bone Dragons didn’t even have time to roar.

Their massive skeletal bodies annihilated the moment the holy light touched them, turning them into drifting ash that vanished without a trace.

But the Death Knight did not fall immediately due to its immense strength.

A distorted roar tore from its throat as it struggled within the pillar. The black flames around its armour flared wildly, clashing against the descending divinity.

The pillar of holy light was like a divine judgement from the heavens themselves.

And slowly—

Relentlessly—

It began to burn the Death Knight alive.

"Let’s leave," Lucifer commanded, even though he had almost defeated the death knight using the sacred treasure of the empire, but he had a very bad feeling about it. So it was better to leave before the effect of the holy judgement disappeared.

The group nodded, and immediately they were ready to run as fast as they could, but it seems fate had other plans for them.

Boom—

The entire space trembled violently.

It was not a simple shockwave.

It felt as if the world itself had been struck by an invisible hammer.

Then—

Like a primordial beast breaking free from its shackles, a terrifying surge of energy erupted from beneath the land.

The ground bulged and cracked. Dust and broken stone lifted into the air, trembling as if bowing before something ancient and forbidden.

"What... happened?"

Shock spread across every face.

One disaster after another had already pushed them to the brink—and yet, something far worse seems to have just awakened.

The aura was too strong for them, as they were unable to move due to the oppression.

Slowly a figure came out from beneath the land as it tore through the land and instantly flew high.

"I am... free."

The voice drifted across the heavens.

It sounded calm.

But beneath that calmness—an unmistakable thrill trembled, wild and unrestrained, like a prisoner tasting freedom after an eternity.

"This...!"

Crown Prince Lucifer’s pupils shrank.

The others froze as well, their eyes locked onto the figure above.

Wings.

It had wings.

Not one pair.

Not two.

But three.

Total six wings—just like the royal angelic bloodline they possessed. But the moment they saw them clearly, a chill crawled down their spines.

Because those wings were not golden.

They were black.

Pitch-black.

This horrified them, as they knew what it meant. They were fucked, as they just had to meet a fallen, a fallen whose strength surpassed the eternal god realm.