The goal was set as the forces of Dragons prepared, the galaxy that Noah landed in simply being called Galaxy B-48 that was among the many numbered galaxies within the Bloody Battlefields Galaxy Clusters.

With Tiamat's power as the Progenitor, the forces of Dragons within this Galaxy were all brought under her heel as they left behind all those in the stage of Entity or below, only taking the Sages and Great Sages of the Chaos Dragon Clan towards the stronghold of the Bloodline Races!

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The rest of the myriad of Dragons that were born into this galaxy of Slaughter through the generations were brought into the Pocket Universe as Noah led the strongest remaining forces towards the stronghold of the Bloodline Races- towards the entrance of the Universal Construct that promoted Slaughter!

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In an isolated spatial region within the Animus Universe, a particularly domineering old man that had a demeanor that would exceed most Hegemonies continued to fish among the stars.

The golden line he cast down thrummed with the essence of destiny as it waded across the glittering stars below, the Universal Hegemony feeling a tug on the line as he began to reel it in with a light smile!

The process only took a few seconds as the line came up and what was caught within was displayed to the old man.

It was a glimmering illusory object that was the size of a small star, the Hegemony grasping it in his hands as he squeezed down and shattered it, causing golden lines to be released from the illusory object as they all rushed towards the body of the old man!

His eyes briefly closed before they opened again with a sharp light, the smile being wiped away from his face as he waved his hands in the starry space in front of him to cause the appearance of multiple illusory screens that showed shocking scenes.

One showed the images of a terrific Lich Emperor leading Legions of Undead across an entire Galaxy as he mowed down the Bloodline Races, the forces of Dragons gradually lining up behind its legions as this Lich made way towards the stronghold of the bloodline races where the gateway to the Slaughter Star Monolith was!

In another illusory screen, the figures of a proud Golden Dragon could be seen as it led other forces to break the defenses of the Bloodline Races that had been established for thousands of years.

There were many screens in front of the eyes of the Universal Hegemony, but they focused on a single one at this moment. It was a screen that showed the scene of a domineering Abyssal Black Tyrant Dragon leading the forces of multiple Great Sages towards the stronghold of the bloodline races of Galaxy B-48, the eyes of this Tyrant Dragon filled with a shocking light of confidence!

When the Hegemony was fishing in a field of stars and caught on to a certain line of destiny, many things were displayed in front of him as he had no reason to focus on the movements of a singular being in a certain Galaxy.

He truly had no reason to, but his intuition as a Hegemony that had lived far longer than a million years made him hone towards the single galaxy that had Noah at this moment!

"Interesting…"'

A sharp light crossed the eyes of the Hegemony as they moved from the screen showing the image of the Tyrant Dragon towards the area above where he could see golden swirls of light- this was his Universal Fortune.

He stared at the golden swirls of light as he found that they weren't as stable as before, the Universal Fortune that had been steadily increasing in small increments after all this time actually beginning to slow down by a small margin!

It was an extremely small margin that other Hegemonies might even consider negligible, but it wasn't so in the heart of Ambrose as his gaze became exceedingly cold at this scene.

The cause of this was all from just the beginning of certain forces enacting their campaign in the Bloody Battlefields Galaxy Clusters, where they hadn't even fully moved and taken over certain locations, and yet it had already begun causing an effect!

"Hmph."

RUMBLE!

An apocalyptic amount of essence moved with his mere harrumph, a spatial essence vibrating out a second later as a figure appeared in front of the star that the Universal Hegemony sat on.

"Sir, you called?"

The Paragon bowed down with extreme respect as he didn't even dare raise his eyes, looking extremely minuscule in front of the being that spoke towards him in a booming voice.

"Send in your top forces at their respective levels to Galaxy B-17, Galaxy B-48, Galaxy B-24…"

The names of multiple galaxies where Noah himself or his subordinates were now moving in were listed out, the Paragon only listening dutifully as he nodded.

"Foreign enemies have entered these galaxies as they harbor malicious intentions. Do not give way to them."

RUMBLE!

The head of the Paragon was bowing down even deeper at these words as his heart shook, his voice ringing out respectfully before he left.

"We will heed to commands of the Master!"

With a flash of light, the Paragon disappeared to relay the given commands as only a single Universal Hegemony was left behind in the region of isolated space!

His fishing line was cast again as his demeanor remained just as majestic, but this time it carried a trace of coldness.

"I never thought that a child would seriously make a move against me. Did she think we were on equal footing just because she didn't completely lose her influence after a hundred thousand years? Truly too naive!"

THRUM!

His voice echoed out among the stars as it carried a trace of ridicule!

The longer one lived, the more terrifying their power. Under this reality, the power that Ambrose wielded was truly immense! When it came to facing a Universal Hegemony that had risen not too long ago in his perspective, he wasn't the least bit worried.

"Let me show you...let me show what true power and influence held over many years actually looks like, O Young Valentina."

RUMBLE!