In the Atrium of Law, Maximus slowly opened his eyes as he felt the Absolute of Knowledge reach its limit.
After storing knowledge of the Planar Chaos Region to the Absolute of Knowledge for tens of thousands of years without a reaction.
Maximus began to doubt whether a path of law could even advance to the Archon of Law without being an Archon itself.
Fortunately, after years of effort, the Absolute of Knowledge finally reached the breaking point to advance.
Watching the Absolute of Knowledge break free from its limit, bursting with power that seemed to freeze the world, Maximus felt clarity like never before.
At this moment, transforming from Absolute to Archon, it broke away from its previous limitations.
Merging with the chaotic void, it began to absorb knowledge not only from the Aeon Plane but throughout the entire Planar Chaos Region.
Like a whale that opened its mouth, it sucked in all information, visible and invisible to anyone.
Knowledge that even the Heavenly Library didn’t contain, information unknown to the Archon, and phenomena no one had ever witnessed.
Like an all-knowing omniscience, nothing could stump or hide from it. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NovᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet
Blessed by such feedback, Maximus felt all the information in the world was in the palm of his hand.
With just a thought, a will, or a question, an answer would ring in his mind clearer than ever.
Feeling the feedback of the Archon of Knowledge, Maximus knew it was the perfect moment to advance to the Overlord Realm.
Riding the waves of this advancement, he could break through to the Overlord Realm like tearing a thin piece of paper.
"Give me your power..." Maximus called to the entities of law.
Hearing his call, all entities of law offered their power, pushing him toward the peak of the Aeon Plane.
Feeling immense pressure on every inch of his body, soul, will, and origin, Maximus smiled, preparing the cauldron for his advancement.
First, the Chaos Origin, the center of his power, the core that defines everything about him.
Putting it as a based, he disintegrated all ultimate treasures and materials of every element burying them to form a solid foundation.
Next, he took out a seed, the True Path, which held the power of three omnis, burying it just above the chaos origin.
After that, he took every fruit of law, using them as nourishment to grow the True Path into a tree capable of sustaining his power.
As its roots grew, surrounding the Chaos Origin beneath the ground, it began to sprout like an eternal tree that could act, know, and flow to every corner of the world.
Taking out his Plane Source physique, he planted it in the middle of the trunk, forming an ever-flowing energy that would never be exhausted, granting it the power to thrive for endless time.
Merging the Source of Chaos, it turned into continuous water, filling the world as it left the mound of dirt with a sapling of the never-ending tree at its center.
Filled with nourishment, the tree continued to grow, forming leaves that seemed to grant everyone’s wishes and dreams.
Taking out the primordial omnis, the first omnis in creation, he gave each leaf an eye to see the world in its conception and reality.
Next, weaving with it the Archon of Knowledge, he granted the tree and each leaf intelligence.
The intelligence to grow, think, and seek the best for itself.
Finally, from all this creation, the ever-knowing Tree of Maxim was born.
With the ability to know, grant, and flow anywhere in mind, it came to life.
Feeling the world he created from his core of origin teetering on the verge of collapse, Maximus held on, still unwilling to advance.
Gripping the throne he sat upon, Maximus began to melt it with his power, moulding it with the world he had formed into a sphere.
Drawing it out into the open, he gave all the entities of law a cue to intensify their power.
As the pressure surged, Maximus unleashed every ounce of his strength, using the amplification of the origin explosion hundreds of billions of times.
Shaping the sphere, he condensed every bit of its essence, making it smaller and smaller.
The world he had painstakingly created was compressed together, pushed to its very limit until it transformed into a diamond-shaped blue emerald.
Containing the combined power of his Chaos Origin, Source of Chaos, Archon of Knowledge, True Path, Plane Source, fruits of every law, ultimate treasures of every element, and the Tree of Maxim he had nurtured with all his might, it evolved into the Eye of Maxim.
Merging this power, capable of creating or destroying worlds, into his forehead, he let go...
As his power broke through to the Overlord Realm, the Eye of Maxim fused with his forehead, becoming part of his body.
Granting him the ability to know, to do, and to be anything and everything, Maximus felt his very being begin to sublimate.
Not just to the Overlord Realm, but to something beyond.
"Could I be advancing directly to the Archon Realm?"
Feeling incredulous, he sensed his power continued to grow, seemingly without end.
Every minute, every second, his strength surged, breaking all rules and conventions.
Yet, just as Maximus felt he was about to shatter another barrier, the rampaging flood of power, capable of collapsing everything, calmed like a still lake.
Slightly disappointed, Maximus soon understood the reason for the sudden halt.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t advance directly to the Archon Realm; he simply lacked the energy to do so.
Like a dry dam, everything was ready except for the water.
This meant, unlike others, Maximus only needed to fill it up to fully break through to the peak of the Planar Chaos Region.
Holding his brimming power, Maximus slowly opened his eyes.
Unlike before, when the entities of law treated him like a king, they now saw him as a God.
Facing Maximus, they didn’t see a peer or a superior, but a being that seemed to encompass everything.
Ignoring their shock, he turned toward the chaotic void with a slight smile.
"It’s time to end this..."