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HDXD: Omni Harem System-Chapter 248: Divine Promise of Obsoletion
Naltras Solomon was a name spoken with awe, envy, and dread throughout the entirety of The Human Empire.
Born of the ancient Solomon bloodline, his destiny had seemed all but set as if written from the moment he opened his eyes.
Through our his entire life one would believe he was reincarnation of some great figure of old.
Hence the reason why the first half of his life was so successful.
At the tender age of four, while other children were still learning to speak, Naltras had already engraved his name into history.
He singlehandedly created the <Demonic Enslavement Spell> an Original Magic that was later labeled as a forbidden art that fused the sacred brilliance of Light Magic with the abyssal corruption of Dark Magic.
To scholars, it was blasphemy.
To rulers, it was salvation.
To his enemies, it was pure terror, as he commanded an army of low and intermediate demon to do his bidding.
Usually the Solomon family uses demons via contracts to access their power, at the price of something their soul upon death.
But this new magic change everything for them.
So much so, that the feat branded him forever with the title of prodigy... To bad he was a bastard child of the founder, henceforth not a legitimate heir to the house.
However due this achievement, he was raised and educated as if a legitimate son of Solomon.
By ten, Naltras had graduated from the prestigious Horon Military Academy in Sector S, at that time he was renown as the youngest officer in the empire recorded history.
At thirteen, when a World Crack bled into the human world, a power A-Rank monster, the Rebis, enter into human territory, placing the city in great danger.
And Naltras stood where veterans faltered. He slew the beast alone leading a demonic army of lesser and intermediate demons of 12,000 strong, saving an entire sector from annihilation.
For his valor, the world itself had reward him. He awakened the Lore Ability <Immortal Operator>, granting him the terrifying capacity to craft any form of immortality he could imagine. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
At seventeen, his brilliance became a chain. And due to his feats, and family tradition, he was wedded off to the Duchess of Nillix...Moren Castella, scion of one of the most powerful matriarchal houses in the Empire.
However what began as duty quickly became torment. For thirty long years, Naltras endured abuse and humiliation, treated as nothing more than the Castella family slave instead of the husband of the Duchess.
Their connections to the Imperial Court left him powerless to resist. Yet even under their cruelty, his genius shone.
He gifted his wife and children countless immortal bodies, layering protections upon them so deeply that death itself could not claim them.
At forty-one, history took a major shift. A new Emperor rose, as the New Overlord of Mankind... Reinhart I, and restructured the Empire's foundations.
Naltras, chained to the Castella name, could only endure. At forty-four, the Castella family fell, exposed for siphoning billions from the Imperial Treasury. By then, Naltras was redeemed in the eyes of the crown, his loyalty rewarded with survival and promotion into the ranks of the Emperor's Royal Guard.
Decades of conquest followed after that which became known as the Empire Golden age of the Stars.
At sixty, Naltras was dispatched to Planet Vamos to subjugate the Valmorians, a proud and advanced Type-II civilization boasting a stellar empire of eight trillion strong.
The campaign was savage.
Ninety-eight percent of the male population was exterminated; only the women remained, broken and assimilated into the Empire of Man.
The massacre lasted three weeks.
By the fourth day of the third week, The Valmorian leaders capitulated, bending knee to humanity
Naltras was one of only four warriors tasked with the genocide. The blood of trillions weighed upon him, yet the Empire praised him as a hero.
At seventy-three, he encountered Sinthia Hoglar VII, Duchess of Sector W and the Emperor's favored scholar.
She was unlike any he had met, brilliant, composed, and unafraid of him. Two years later, they were wed, and Naltras shed the Castella stigma by taking her name. As Duke of Wallen, he finally tasted the dignity that had long denied him.
But peace is a fragile thing.
For decades, Naltras lived with Sinthia in rare contentment, their union envied across the Empire, together they made a powerful house, and had 17 children.
Yet all that change in a single night, at the age of 121, she was summoned to the Royal Palace for an urgent meeting. But what Naltras thought was a normal meeting, turned out to be the greatest turning point in his life.
Because that night she never returned. By dawn, her body was found discarded in the gardens, lifeless despite the countless immortalities Naltras had layered upon her.
To Naltras, the message was clear, her death had been no accident.
Driven by anguish, he stormed the palace and demanded answers. The Emperor's response was merciless. Guards descended, and the man who had slaughtered civilizations was beaten like a criminal. Naltras and his entire family was then executed in silence, his legacy erased with a swing of a the emperor's blade.
Yet the Emperor underestimated him. Naltras had long prepared for betrayal. A fragment of his flesh had been entrusted to the High Demons of the Infernal Plane within the Demon World.
His soul, tethered to that piece instead of his real body, henceforth outside the Overlord's reach, as it had long slipped from the Human world at the moment of his death. Thus, he was reborn in the Demon World, his immortal essence reconstituted, that day one of the greatest Hero's was seen as one of the greatest traitors of Mankind.
In Hell though he emerged not as the loyal Duke of Wallen, but as a man consumed by vengeance. He swore upon his resurrected soul. He would uncover the truth of Sinthia's death, and he would make the Emperor, and all who served him, pay for their cruelty.
For years, Naltras wandered the Demon World, growing darker, colder, more relentless. His influence and power had grown tremendous at that time.
At the age of 250, he encountered Father Magla, the enigmatic leader of the Cult of the New Order, serving the Demon Goddess Vileth, it was a fanatical movement dedicated to reshaping existence. Their goals aligned with his thirst for retribution, and Naltras joined without hesitation in the name of vengeance.
At 255, he orchestrated the infamous Terrorist Attack five years back in Sector C. Leading the complete annihilation of Khan's Academy, once the pride of humanity's magical institutions.
The ruins still smoldered with cursed half a decade later, but has being sealed off since it was impossible to extinguish.
Several other institutions fell in quick succession right after Khan, severely weakening the Human Emperor Military Force.
Now, at 260, Naltras receives his latest command.
The Cult of the New Order moves in silence, and his orders are simple yet devastating. Infiltrate the entrance exam of New Hera Academy, and assist the Six-Star Apostle in their mission. To Naltras, it is another step on the path of vengeance.
The prodigy who created forbidden spells.
The conqueror who annihilated civilizations.
The Duke who was betrayed by his Emperor.
The widower who rose from death itself.
To Humans he was a force of nature, and this mission was supposed to be a simple one.
Even with the knowledge of Adam Van Hellsing being present, he was confident he alone would be enough to take him on.
Yet his life flash before his eyes.
Blood dripping from his mouth, all four of his limbs where gone cut perfectly, as blood stein the snow below.
It happen so quick to the point he himself had no clue as to what the just happened here.
No, he did, but his mind was still in the process of pondering what kind of power could do this to him, yet, all of his limbs, this feeling of utter helplessness.
"Yeah... It was just like that time... No it exactly like that time."
Naltras said as he looked up, to meet the creator of this entire mess.
It was Adam, he floated high above the sky.
This time however not as a adult but as a child. He was for some reason back to his child like state.
Bone armor covering his entire body, he look inhumane, and over all broke as bones where protruding out of his entire body.
But he wasn't the only one effected by this either.
Moca, Rex, all the students where either back into their child like state, or in severely injured and helpless state, all their power they had gathered till now, experience, skil, everything was reset, the essentially became obsolete.
Even Adam as the Caster was reduced to vastly inferior version of himself.
Adam looked down at Naltras who was hiding far off into the distance, the slugs where all de-fuse, and back into egg like state.
Even the variant was just a normal slug now.
Instead of their current peak state of being.
He laughed at Naltras as he said.
"My, my, it would seem that I lucked out greatly, your basically a vegetable now. I didn't even had to fight you at all. Hehehe... Well you look confuse, well I can't blame you I guess... For that, allow me to explain. Divine Class Magic, it is the highest level of Magic that exist within entirety of creation. It doesn't matter who you are, what you are, or why you are the way you are, the only thing it doesn't work on are other Divine Spirits. But Man, God, Angel, Dragon, Demon, Horsemen, Hell Even the Overlord of Mankind can't escape this. Divine Promise of Obsoletion is my Strongest Spell. It forces everything caught into to it, to go back into an obsolete version of themselves. However these version in of itself are random for each cast. As you can see, even myself isn't speared from it. And it will remain so for exactly 10 minutes. More than enough time to deal with you lots hahahahaha!! Sadly the range is limit to the planet itself as per my contract."
Adam said with a wicked grin, causing Naltras to tremble in fear as he said.
"Father... You where wrong, this boy, is more than just a Monster... How do you win against something like this."







