I Can Assimilate Everything
Chapter 265 - 265: Glorious II

Far above the Primal Neon Tower, adrift in the boundless azure of the Sea of Thalassara,

Achilles' Primordial Avatar hovered in stillness.

Around him, the endless waters stretched in every direction, a pristine cradle of life and power. The Sea shimmered a crystalline blue, almost glasslike in its perfection, yet alive with movement. Beneath the surface, sprawling multicolored reefs bloomed like gardens from a forgotten dream, their coral structures pulsing faintly with bioluminescent hues- violet, emerald, crimson, gold.

Tens of thousands of Aurelfins- the swift, radiant gold-blue fish, swam in mesmerizing schools. Their scales shimmered like fragments of sunlight, casting ripples of gold through the water as they weaved around one another in elegant dances.

Achilles, still as a statue, let it all wash over him.

The gold of his Primordial Energy diffused into the sea, creating a shimmering aura around him- power incarnate made flesh.

He slowly extended a hand.

"Living Forge Physiology."

WUUUM!

At his call, the waters around him boiled, not with heat, but with energy.

A forge.

Not solid.

Not tangible.

An illusory forge bloomed to life, larger than before, more intricate. Purple and gold runes spiraled around its semi-transparent structure, and above it, the same illusory hammer materialized, grand and silent, coalescing into his waiting hand.

The forge flared, a heartbeat of condensed creation.

Achilles let the words of Vulcaryn Adrastia echo in his mind:

Pair your forging with the power of our bloodline. Forge not with hand alone…but with what you are.

He listened.

First, he looked down at the sea.

The waters answered.

He drew from them- not by force, but by dominion.

A whirlpool spiraled beneath him, a column of shining, sentient water lifting into his hands. It shimmered, living, vibrant, like it resented being shaped yet longed to be born anew.

Achilles brought it to the forge.

He raised the hammer.

BOOM!

The sound struck like a silent quake, rippling outward.

BOOM!

Another strike, and the waters churned, condensed, hardened not to ice but to liquid crystal, vibrating with unseen power.

BOOM!

One by one, the shape was beaten into existence.

From the cradle of the Sea of Thalassara itself, a weapon emerged after dozens of thunderous blows.

A trident.

Elegant.

Deadly.

Forged from the waters of a newborn ocean, it gleamed with sapphire and emerald light, and every line of its frame pulsed with silent force.

|Living Cataclysmic Star Weapon – "Thalassarian Sovereign Trident"|

Type: Trident (Living Weapon)

Origin: Ninth Adrastia Emperor King (Forged from the Sea of Thalassara)

Rarity: Unique

Damage: [900,000 – 1,200,000] Base Abyssal Water Damage per Strike

Qualities:

Living Forge Vessel: The trident is alive, and will evolve with its wielder, adapting to new depths of strength.

Abyssal Tempering: Forged under abyssal flames, granting resilience against Abyssal Pressure, Elemental Collapse, and Existential Degradation.

Primordial Sea Infusion: Imbued with the essence of the Sea of Thalassara, commanding currents and aquatic elements.

Soulbonded Core: The weapon has a living soul derived from its forging, capable of basic will and tied irrevocably to the Adrastia Bloodline.

Abyssal Tide Command: Summons autonomous abyssal tides for offense and defense.

Tideborne Reconfiguration: The trident can morph between spear, harpoon, and halberd forms based on the wielder's will.

Note: A Living Cataclysmic Star Weapon of the Ninth Adrastia Emperor King. Forged from a sacred ocean, its evolution carries the hidden breath of Thalassara's ancient might.

…!

The trident floated silently, the waters of Thalassara gliding across its frame as if reluctant to leave it.

Achilles released it, and it remained buoyant in the golden waters, slowly revolving around him.

But he wasn't done.

No.

The forge roared anew.

This time, he reached higher.

Beyond the ocean.

Beyond the clouds.

He stretched out his will to the night above, where a billion stars glittered.

He summoned a thread of starlight.

It answered- twisting down like a silvered spear, condensing into his hands.

Achilles smiled faintly.

He fed it to the forge.

The starlight writhed and flared under his hammer.

BOOM.

BOOM.

BOOM.

Each strike melded star-dust and stellar flame, folding the star light into form. A breastplate, armguards, greaves- armor was born, piece by luminous piece, until an entire set gleamed with otherworldly splendor.

It shimmered not like metal, but like living light made manifest, refracting every hue in the spectrum with each subtle movement.

|Living Cataclysmic Star Armor – "Stellar Aegis of Adrastia"|

Type: Armor Set (Living Armor)

Origin: Ninth Adrastia Emperor King (Forged from Celestial Starlight)

Rarity: Unique (Mythic)

Defense: [1,900,000 – 2,400,000] Base Defense Value

Qualities:

Living Forge Vessel: The armor is alive, evolving with its wearer, adapting to battle and growth.

Abyssal Tempering: Forged under abyssal flames, making it resistant to Conceptual Collapse, Spatial Tearing, and Temporal Annihilation.

Stellar Light Adaptation: Grants near-invisibility among starlight and heightened agility under celestial conditions.

Cosmic Shard Reinforcement: Damage received is reduced by 70%, reflecting a portion back as stellar retaliation.

Soulbonded Core: The armor has a living soul that enhances survivability and grants basic reactive defenses.

Starpulse Regeneration: Wounds regenerate under the starlight, and exposure to celestial bodies enhances recovery speed.

Note: A Living Cataclysmic Star Armor of the Ninth Adrastia Emperor King. Born from starlight, it carries the breath of ancient constellations woven into its core.

…!

The Stellar Aegis floated gracefully beside the Trident of the Deep Sovereign, like sentinels in a celestial court.

Achilles remained quiet.

The forge flickered.

The hammer gleamed.

And his crimson gold eyes burned with unwavering focus.

Slowly, his gaze turned to the schools of Aurelfins swirling around him.

Their bodies, rich with latent energy, glimmered in the Sea's ambient light.

Without hesitation, Achilles called forth their essence- not by violence, but by dominion. The fish did not flee. They circled tighter, drawn by the silent decree of a King in his element.

He summoned Abyssal Tempering Flames.

Dark.

Deep.

Endless.

Flames not of destruction, but of reforging.

The forge blazed anew, and the hammer rose.

BOOM.

The first strike fell.

The waters of the Sea trembled.

The Thalassarians in the distance, their bodies cloaked in the blue glow of the Sacred Pools, turned toward the spectacle. They watched from afar, their gazes reverent, awed.

None dared approach.

None dared disturb the birth of weapons from myth.

Achilles' strikes continued.

The rhythm of the hammer echoed across the Sea of Thalassara, a heartbeat of a newborn dynasty.

A symphony of creation! Glorious, wondrous creation!

And as he worked, the golden aurora of the forge flared, blooming higher, stretching across the night sky as if even the stars paused to watch.

The forging of the Aurelfins had begun as the Adrastia Emperor King…took forging very seriously!