Genius Noble With System
Chapter 280: Meeting Black Flame Sovereign

Chapter 280: Meeting Black Flame Sovereign

The door of the Flame Palace opened with a burst of energy that seemed to stop space and time, and a figure slowly emerged from it.

And then—

A figure stepped forward.

Slowly.

Unstoppable.

With each step, the surrounding flames bowed, twisting into spirals of reverence. The molten rivers that once raged with chaotic energy calmed into steady, rhythmic waves, as though welcoming their sovereign home.

The air was thick with power—an ancient, unrelenting might that did not belong to mere mortals, nor even to gods.

This was something else.

Something far greater.

The Black Flame Sovereign... had awakened.

Only Apollo, along with the senior orb, looked at the figure that came out. Especially Apollo looked at the figure with interest, as the person wasn’t anybody but was Black Flame Sovereign.

The Black Flame Sovereign.

A being who had once ruled over this world with absolute authority.

The moment he appeared, space itself warped around him, the laws of reality bending under his mere presence. Waves of black fire flickered along his form, yet they did not consume him. Instead, they clung to him, as if desperately trying to become a part of his existence.

He was tall, his body perfectly sculpted, yet not like a mortal’s—more like an entity born directly from the flames of creation. His hair was long and flowing, shifting between black and crimson, like a roaring inferno in the night. His eyes, burning with unfathomable wisdom and power, seemed to pierce through existence itself.

Apollo’s gaze did not waver.

He had seen many powerful beings before. But this one...

This was different.

Beside him, Senior Orb remained silent, a rare moment of solemn acknowledgement.

"So this is the Black Flame Sovereign?"

His voice was calm, unshaken by the sheer pressure that would have crushed lesser beings into dust.

For the first time, the Black Flame Sovereign’s fiery gaze shifted—

—directly onto Apollo.

The air between them ignited; he instinctively used the space rule, but it seemed the very rule of space could not endure their confrontation.

He felt he was instantly burned and turned to just in that single moment, but thankfully, that was just an illusion, and everything returned to normal quickly.

Slowly, the Sovereign walked out, and with three great flame lords, all the living beings in the entire realm seemed to welcome him.

"We congratulate Sovereign for awakening."

The voices of countless beings echoed across the Black Flame Sovereign Realm, a chorus of reverence that shook the heavens.

The Black Flame Sovereign was a being who truly stood beyond the limitations of laws and rules, a living force of destruction and creation.

Slowly, the Sovereign stepped forward, the fabric of reality itself trembling beneath his every movement. The three Great Flame Lords followed closely behind, their faces filled with solemn devotion.

His gaze swept across the world, his presence binding every soul in the realm to acknowledge his return.

But sovereign interest was on that; instead, he slowly walked towards Apollo.

For a brief moment, the air between them seemed to boil, as though unseen flames threatened to consume everything.

Then, he finally spoke, his voice deep, ancient, and absolute.

"Interesting, looks like something unimaginable is happening?"

As he said that, Apollo, the orb senior, and the three flame lords disappeared along with him, leaving millions of lives kneeling in their place, but not a single one dared to stop kneeling and stand up.

On the other side, Apollo and others appeared within the Flame Castle in the Great Hall with the Black Flame Sovereign sitting on a grand throne right in front of them.

The grand hall of the Flame Castle was vast beyond imagination.

Molten rivers of fire flowed through carved channels in the obsidian floor, radiating an eerie glow. The very walls pulsed with ancient, living flames, as if the castle itself was a breathing entity. The air was thick with power, a domain where the Fire Rule mixed with destruction reigned supreme.

The Black Flame Sovereign sat upon his throne—an ancient construct of blackened stone and eternal fire. The mere sight of it made Apollo’s instincts scream, warning him of its sheer destructive power.

Yet, Apollo stood calm, but within his mind, he was a bit anxious as his biggest boss was sitting right in front of him.

The Three Great Flame Lords knelt without hesitation, heads bowed low. While the senior orb remains floating beside. All of them were silent, awaiting the Sovereign’s judgment.

"I shouldn’t be awakened this early; there was still time, but you still awakened me..."

"Hmm." Sovereign seemed to say that and think about a moment and say again, "But it seems it cannot be stopped, right keeper?"

He said and looked at the floating orb senior, and both of them seemed to think something and sighed.

"Don’t worry; I already felt it, and indeed the enemy is coming. I already can feel it. You didn’t do anything wrong." He looked at his three knelt Flame Lords.

The Sovereign raised a hand, his voice neither angry nor soft, but carrying an unshakable weight of authority. "You acted out of duty. I do not blame you. Go prepare; war is coming."

He said calmly, like it was nothing, even knowing that this wasn’t ordinary trouble and he could also fall, yet he maintained a calm expression.

The expression of the three great flame lords changed as even the father believed this was big and they could not be careless at all. All three quickly left as they needed to be ready for whatever would come.

Apollo, still standing calmly, observed everything with sharp eyes.

"And you..." His burning eyes held a strange glint. "You are not from here, are you?"

Apollo didn’t flinch. He had expected such a question. "No, I’m not."

A deep hum rumbled from the Sovereign’s throat. He leaned forward on his throne, the flames around him surging slightly.

"Didn’t expect someone to reach such a level in space-time manipulation. What is the name of the esteemed being who reached such a level?

But he cannot answer that as he himself doesn’t know. He was sent here by the system, and what kind of esteemed master would he know? Maybe he could answer if he knew more about the system and who created it, but sadly he didn’t know a shit about it.

Apollo’s gaze remained steady as he answered truthfully, "I don’t know." As he can’t lie in front of the Black Flame sovereign who surpassed eternal gods.

The Sovereign’s fiery eyes narrowed slightly, the flames around his throne flickering with subtle shifts. "You don’t know?" He seemed to contemplate something before letting it go, feeling not much surprised.

"So, what exactly do you want?" His voice echoed.