Near the Holy Hyacinthus Mountain Flower that rose toward the clouds.
Legions of beasts were trekking across the Cenotaph Wild Lands, and in a certain region, a massive, slumbering Sea Dharma King lay in the form of a…Golden Scorpion.
An Ancient One that once roamed the deserts freely. Over time, it amassed followers, power, and even founded its own Ancient Holy Land.
Now, the Aeonic Chains were finally falling from its massive form, as both it and its Holy Land began to rise toward the skies- toward a distant mountain it sensed held a budding Aeonic Treasure of the New Age.
Already, the auras of hundreds of Ethereal Physiology Entities and over a dozen Dharma Manifestation Entities clustered near the mountain and began climbing it, all of them moving with rare caution because whatever lay there was dangerous enough to wound even the Dharma Manifestations!
A strange and foreign sensation for the Ancient Races who now stirred from slumber, learning how drastically their Plane had changed in their absence.
The Golden Scorpion rolled within the center of its half-buried Holy Land, lazily at first—until it happened to glance up toward the skies, thinking of the freedom that was almost within reach.
And in those skies…it saw something that made its many eyes widen, blinking repeatedly in disbelief.
A terrifying swarm of Draconic Hybrids, spiraling around a small floating continent that shimmered with gold and purple light beneath it.
The sight alone was enough.
The Golden Scorpion snapped awake in full, its slumber broken in an instant as the last of its chains shattered and fell away, its power rising from Sea Dharma King and surging toward Sky Dharma King.
Because in the old age, floating landmasses meant only one thing- supreme power.
And this one, this shimmer of gold and purple...could represent one of the Nine Supreme Forces once led by the Dragon Race.
And the Dragons? They were tyrants.
Tyrants who, when they crossed paths with other Ancient Races, might devour them for nothing but power and pleasure.
The massive Golden Scorpion rose fully from its sleep, letting its voice ring out across its ancient, dust-covered city. Hundreds of colored scorpions responded, kicking up a furious storm as they moved.
All of them headed toward the Holy Hyacinthus Mountain Flower.
Within the Kingdom of Neon.
Above the Primal Neon Tower.
Achilles opened his communicator. Nyxaria Moonveil Lunaris' voice came through, clipped and stern.
"King Primal. The Dharma Manifestation-level Ancient One I previously mentioned...they are moving. Rapidly. Toward the Holy Hyacinthus Mountain Flower. Shall we intercept?"
Achilles' eyes flared with intent as he spread his thoughts wide, then shook his head.
"If they're all heading to that mountain, let them. We'll round up every Ancient One at once…and see what becomes of it."
His voice carried the weight of new confidence. A few hours had passed since Neon took to the skies, moments that bought him the peace needed to forge something wondrous through Magitech Frames and ancient Runescripture.
At the same time, he had released his bundles of Primordium Evolutius Fruits out.
Even now, his assimilations of Primordial and Evolutius Energy continued, each fruit stored within his Crystal Vault V.
He had handed the fruits to Dr. Shaw, Luna, and Nyxaria, knowing that most of them, if not all, could reach the level of a Land Dharma King soon.
With that kind of power, they could survive encounters with the Ancient Ones.
And while they prepared, Achilles oversaw the Kingdom of Neon and finalized the creation of something new.
"The Primordium Evolutius Magitech Suit…how does it feel?" he asked.
Rose wore the result of an armor forged of old and new. A radiant suit of shimmering purple etched with intricate golden lines, covered in living Runescripture.
It hugged her body perfectly, adorned with living scripts bearing the marks of [Unnatural Regeneration], [Defense], [Flight], [Self Repair], and [Impenetrable].
Achilles had learned to etch deeper meaning into each script- mastering the lost art of Runescripture gradually.
With it, one could fly effortlessly.
Every suit now bore a barrier so durable that even a Sky Dharma King would need minutes of relentless assault to pierce it.
Even then, the suit would regenerate, self-repair, and endure—until the wearer could no longer supply energy.
It covered the body from neck to foot. The head remained free, but a shimmering purple-gold barrier cloaked exposed skin, reacting to any danger.
Rose looked breathtaking in it. And when she smiled?
"If you're making this now," she said, voice light and teasing, "the Titan Dwarves might just fall to their knees in worship."
Achilles looked at her and felt…peace.
And that peace...he had to protect it. No matter what.
So he kept growing stronger. Assimilating more and more from the Organic and Inorganic Terrestrial Planetary Body.
Even if it meant awakening Ancient Ones faster- it was accelerating what was already in motion.
Power surged through him. But he had to watch his Existence Corruption Value, managing it carefully with the Evolutius Crystals stockpiled throughout Neon.
Even now, he felt the Solid Stars of his power beginning to coalesce, ready to flow back into his being.
He would soon step from Ethereal Physiology into the stage of Land Dharma Manifestation.
And when that happened…his power would explode once more.
He was even preparing to assimilate from his other terrifying source—his Dreams.
But dreams were tricky.
The things he could devour there were far too high in quality. It demanded enormous stores of Primordial Energy and Evolutius Crystals.
And he could feel such a type treasure now- something near the peak of the Holy Hyacinthus Mountain Flower. A presence with terrifying potency, like an Aeonic Evolutius Core…but one more than 100 times purer.
If he could obtain that?
He could step fearlessly into his Lineage Dream and assimilate more than scattered fragments before corruption overwhelmed him.
Both he and Rose, now clad in their newly forged Primordium Evolutius Magitech Suits, stood atop the Primal Neon Tower.
Achilles looked out into the distant horizon and spoke.
"Let's go see what's drawing every Dharma Manifestation-level Ancient One to that mountain…and why it feels both dangerous and irresistible."