Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel



Secondly, she wasn't Dyon who had what seemed like unlimited soul stamina. Sustaining a supreme law like this, especially after forcibly boosting it by one intent level with the help of White Mother's Grace, was difficult for her. She guessed that at most, she could continue for another ten minutes.

'Should I run?...' Madeleine's jaw clenched.

It hurt her to watch her fellow disciples fall one after another. She didn't even know if Sabona was doing okay. That little girl should still be on the lower tier, would she be spared? Or would they kill her too?

At this point, Madeleine irrationally hoped that Sabona was a traitor as well. At least then she wouldn't have to die…

Madeleine looked up into the skies. Because of her Goddess' Disposition, there was little she hated more than blood and war. She could be said to be the direct opposite of Amphorae. However, she fought because she knew that this was what Dyon needed.

Still, Madeleine felt different from Amphorae in this regard. Not just in her hate of war, but more deeply in regard to the fact that she didn't feel that she was compromising herself for the sake of love. Madeleine realized that without war, it was impossible to bring about the peaceful world she would love to live in… Sure, Madeleine fought for Dyon, but on a personal level, she fought for herself too…

'They need me.' Madeleine said resolutely.

Two wives, two Sacharro Clan women, reached the same conclusion taking different paths…

A delicate roar left Madeleine's lips as the three pseudo-dao experts recovered to surge toward her. In that moment, the manifestation of a gorgeous goddess appeared to her back. The beauty was almost blinding, to the point one didn't dare to look for too long.

All of the energy with Middle Lily City seemed to rush toward Madeleine. Since she had chosen to fight, she would go all out.

Goddess' Disposition. It was maybe the only constitution that ranked so highly that didn't seem to have a direct application to battle. Even the lower ranked Eternity's Balance could help one fuse wills. However, Goddess' Disposition didn't have an obvious purpose. If anything, it only seemed to raise cultivation speeds to ungodly levels.

However, over the past few years, Madeleine's comprehension had deepened even further. She had once believed that the essence of her constitution was Purity. This was why she managed to raise celestial will to a supreme law when many others couldn't. But, thanks to the tea leaves of Heaven's Selfless Breath, she came to comprehend that it was far deeper than just this.

Madeleine was beloved by Heavens. Beloved to the point that it didn't dare to treat her as strictly as it did its Children.

The Ancient Constitution Goddess' Disposition originated from was the product of a Heaven's Child who broke free of the constraints of Heaven, soaring beyond its purview.

If Madeleine unlocked the abilities of her constitution to even 1% of that originators level… There was no doubt that she would become the strongest expert on the mortal plane.

Madeleine's violet hair and eyes erupted into a blaze of white-gold flames. The color seemed to be washed out in an instant, painting Madeleine with a Heavenly brush. In these moments, she dwarfed every woman in existence. Her elegance, her grace, her aura… They were all the pinnacle of perfection.

When a manifestation reached its highest realms, it would evoke changes to its wielder's body. The pressure Aritzia brought upon Dyon and his family could only result in one of two things: either they would crack and die under it, or they would rise up to become something far greater than they had been before. I think you should take a look at

Madeleine, after choosing to stand her ground and fight, had forcibly stepped in the direction of the latter.

Madeleine had used the heirloom of the White Mothers. She knew that after today, considering the wealth of knowledge their enemies had, these things would be exposed. However, these weren't the worries on her mind. In fact, she had no worries to speak of. Her mind was clear.

She glided across the skies, her bare, delicate feet seemingly playing soothing melodies on the hearts of all those around her.

'I see… everything…'

Madeleine's sensitivity to energy seemed to be at an all time high. She could feel the darkness swirling around some, and the fear around others. She could even faintly feel that if she tried to manipulate these emotions, she very well could. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on ɴovelFɪre.net

All the types of energies that seemed hidden to everyone else was laid out before her.

If Dyon heard Madeleine describe these things to him, the first image that would pop into his mind would be of Luna. That pitiful, petite figure, stepping off and into a chasm of scathing wind will sometimes appeared into his dreams… How could he forget?

Hadn't Luna manipulated Dyon's emotions even into forgetting his first love Amphorae? She seemed to grasp all the energies of the world as well.

However, this still seemed different. Madeleine didn't have such a weight on her heart. The energies flowed far smoother for her, as though just a thought could make them bend to her will. She didn't feel the world-shattering pressure that Luna once had on her shoulders.

Maybe it was that Madeleine and Luna shared a constitution. Considering Luna was far older than Madeleine at the time, she had grasped the essence of Goddess' Disposition as well.

The light shattering of a barrier resounded as a Presence surged into the skies. At that moment, it wasn't just emotions Madeleine could see, but all types of energies, even ones originating from the body. With a single thought, her Presence broke through the Marquis realm, through the Duke realm, and entered true Kingship.

Madeleine faintly smiled. All fighting had stopped in her Presence. Her Marquis level Presence hadn't been enough to make any substantial changes to the landscape of the battlefield, but now she felt that everything was within her grasp.

Madeleine ignored the negative emotions swirling within her fellow disciples. Instead, she trained in on faint traces of sealing qi. She knew that when Dyon saved Yandevere, she had had a seal etched into her body that used her own meridians as a formation. This meant that all traitors likely had a similar plight.

It only took an instant of Madeleine to find them all.

"Begone."