Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System
Chapter 246: The Cursed of Strength

Chapter 246: Chapter 246: The Cursed of Strength

Chapter 246 – The Cursed of Strength

"Void manifestation," Noah uttered silently, his face blank and unreadable.

He was in no mood to play today. No mood for theatrics or for dragging out the fight just to feel the thrill of battle.

He was up against a Law Creator Rank, but so what?

If Sari, at only SS Rank, could kill a Mythic...

Then he, as he was now, could beat a Law Creator.

So he moved without hesitation, without a flicker of doubt. And the moment his words echoed into existence, the universe responded.

The void manifested. It wasn’t a process. It wasn’t gradual. It was instant—a clean, unrelenting erasure that devoured the entirety of Sylphira’s domain in a single heartbeat.

And Noah wasn’t done.

His body flared, shifting entirely into white flames as he instantly appeared before Sylphira and punched her straight in the face.

Sylphira didn’t even react.

Her eyes were still glued to the scene behind him—watching her territory vanish.

BOOOOOMMM!!

Space twisted, warped like a divine being was folding it with its hands, until it tore open completely. Cracking sounds thundered across the realm, making it feel like reality itself was shattering.

That’s how powerful Noah’s punch was.

But he didn’t look satisfied. His expression didn’t shift, not even slightly, as his eyes locked on the creature that had blocked his strike.

He smiled emptily.

"Is that one of your famed little toys, Sylphira?" he asked, his voice flat as his gaze studied the strange being before him.

It looked like an overgrown ant, but its entire body was made of dark, reflective metal instead of flesh. Its red eyes glowed as it stared directly at him, but there was no emotion behind that gaze.

It wasn’t alive.

Just a puppet.

A thing.

’World Dominator Rank?’ Noah noted silently, already analyzing it.

Sylphira didn’t answer him. She was still admiring the void surrounding them, her gaze filled not with fear, but curiosity. Then slowly, she spoke.

"You are incredible... strange being."

Another presence appeared beside her.

A new entity.

This one had no fixed shape just a formless mass of flickering blue and gold light. A wisp. Radiant and unstable.

The moment it arrived, Noah felt the air around him bend—time itself felt like it had begun to fluctuate, unsteady and strange.

"Rewind time in my domain," Sylphira ordered calmly.

The wisp raised its hand.

Time bent.

And instantly, everything was reversed.

The void vanished.

The domain returned to its original state.

All that had been destroyed was rebuilt. All that had died was revived. It was as if Noah had never attacked.

Noah stood there calmly, his expression unreadable.

’This is going to be troublesome,’ he thought. He could feel it, the wisp was World Dominator Rank as well.

"You look interesting," Sylphira said. "Care to become one of my puppets?"

And the moment those words left her lips, Noah felt it.

A pressure.

A powerful will pressing down on his own, attempting to slither inside his mind, to take over, to claim him.

Instantly, one of the artifacts he had personally crafted, a Mind Protection artifact at World Dominator Rank, activated on its own, shielding him.

It wasn’t enough. Not even close.

Her will was monstrous, impossible to measure—but the artifact held just long enough to give Noah the space to act.

So he did.

A sword formed in his right hand—composed not of metal, but of countless severed wills. It shimmered with a strange light, chaotic and pure.

Noah slashed.

A lazy slash. No stance. No effort.

But it worked.

Sylphira took a step back.

Her expression shifted slightly as she frowned.

Because that simple strike had severed her will from his mind.

It was something incredibly delicate. If you lacked perfect control, you risked cutting your own will, harming your very soul.

But Noah?

He had trained for six years. His control was monstrous. His precision, inhuman.

He exhaled slowly, then raised his eyes toward Sylphira and the army of puppets behind her.

"Severing Sword. Void. Nothingness. Frozen Barrier. Celestial Fire..."

Noah kept muttering.

One name after another.

Each time he spoke, a different power surrounded his mind, layering over the last.

Sylphira’s eyes widened, surprise flickering across her face.

Because each of those powers was not clashing.

They were harmonizing.

By the end of it, Noah’s mind was like an unbreakable bastion, fortified by dozens of higher of attributes working together flawlessly.

But Sylphira only smiled.

"You think that will be enough?" she asked softly. "Give me enough time, and I’ll tear through all of it."

Her voice was hungry now.

She was getting excited.

Where else would she find a creature like this? So many affinities, all controlled perfectly. She wanted him badly.

But Noah didn’t flinch.

"And I can rebuild them... with enough time," he replied.

He was about to speak again when,

BAAAMMM!!

He was struck.

A massive puppet appeared behind him and launched a blow straight into his back, sending a shockwave so powerful it obliterated half of Sylphira’s domain in a single breath. The entire zone became a ruined, broken city.

But the formless wisp moved again, lifting its hand—

Time reversed.

The destruction vanished like it had never happened.

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Because when he looked around...

There weren’t a few puppets.

There were thousands.

All around him. Every one of them World Dominator Rank. And Sylphira stood above them all, staring down like a queen observing her prey.

He didn’t say anything.

He just stood there.

Tall.

Focused.

Then he smiled—a wide, feral, untamed smile.

Because his bloodline was trembling.

Excited.

This was the battle it had been craving.

A situation where victory or defeat was uncertain.

Because no matter how powerful and gifted Noah was... he was still facing thousands of monsters at his level and one Law Creator.

This would be the hardest battle of his life.

But instead of fear he felt fire.

He felt his blood pumping wildly through his veins. He felt his instincts roar.

So he let go.

He stopped suppressing himself.

And the space around him fractured, bled, groaned as if reality itself couldn’t withstand the weight of him anymore.

Because Noah had decided—

He would no longer restrain his body.

And you must not forget: Noah held the strength of an entire world.

That might not sound overwhelming to his enemies...

But it was when compacted to just a size of a human body.

And also as a World Bearer, he could use the skills, techniques, and talents of every being inside his world and he had decided to use them all.

This fight would be hell.

But before anything else...

"Don’t you all want a little gift?" Noah asked with a wicked grin, his eyes glowing white.

Then, without waiting for an answer—

"Epithet."

The sky seemed to still. The shadows seemed to shiver.

Then he declared:

"You all... your name shall be, The Cursed of Strength."

—End of Chapter 246—

A/N:

Do I have to beg for you all to shower me with golden tickets?

I am starving