The Omnipotent System

32  Anderson Vs Norberta

Cadmus seethed with rage, his booming voice echoing through the Dragon Palace. "**HOW DARE YOU?**"

He was known throughout the Divine Plane as the strongest being of his generation, unmatched in power and feared as the oldest emperor. For 5,000 years, Cadmus had ruled the Dragon Empire, determined to keep his throne, believing himself the only emperor capable of maintaining the empire's supremacy. Now, faced with the truth that his wife, the Dragon Queen, had been secretly killing his children and their mothers to secure her own position, Cadmus's anger was a palpable force.

"You dare do that behind my back?" he roared, his eyes burning with fury. "Who gave you the guts, woman?" n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Norberta, the Dragon Queen, met his gaze with cold defiance. "Showing your fangs now, are you?" she sneered. "Do you think I would let some lowlifes come from nowhere and try to take what I've built all these years? You are wrong, Cadmus. Today is the last day you will remain on the throne. From now henceforth, my son will be the new Emperor of the Dragon Empire."

Cadmus threw back his head and laughed, a sound like rolling thunder. "**HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!** I see. So you think your meager strength and whatever you prepared can stop me? Or have you forgotten who I am? I am Cadmus, the Strongest Emperor of the Divine Plane. All your tricks will be squashed by my fist!"

Before the tension could escalate further, Anderson stepped forward, his voice cutting through the air with an unwavering conviction. "I'm afraid she is mine for the taking, old man," he declared. "You should find yourself another opponent or a punching bag, but for her and her," Anderson pointed to a figure cloaked in shadows beside Norberta, "they are mine."

The entire Dragon Palace was taken aback by Anderson's audacity. Not only did he address the Dragon King with such irreverence, but he also implicated the woman beside Norberta: Glessea Lust, the Demon Empress of the Lust Empire.

"What is the meaning of this? Is the Empress of the Lust Empire also involved in this?"

"How did I not think of this all this while? They were always close to each other. Of course, she would know of her schemes."

"Whatever. What I want to see is how the Dragon King will handle the situation."

"Yes, you are right. How is he going to take care of the situation?"

The whispers among the palace officials and guards spread like wildfire, each voice adding fuel to the blaze of uncertainty and fear.

Cadmus turned his attention back to Anderson, his eyes narrowing with scrutiny. "Boy, I know you might be strong, but are you strong enough to go against my word?"

Anderson said nothing, a determined glint in his eyes, as he lunged toward Norberta. The Dragon Queen, caught off guard, was forced to defend herself quickly. Her initial surprise gave Anderson an opening, and with swift precision, he drove her back, pinning her against a marble column with a thundering crash.

Norberta gritted her teeth, a growl rumbling from her throat. "I see you have some skills," she admitted begrudgingly. "That was just my mistake. I underestimated you before, but not anymore."

With a surge of power, she released her full aura, a shimmering aura of iridescent scales rippling across her skin. The air around her crackled with energy as she ascended to the peak of  True Immortal Cultivation.

Cadmus chuckled, the sound devoid of humor. "HAHAHAHA, I see where you are getting your confidence, woman, but that won't be enough to let you win against me. I don't intend to kill you, but seeing as it is now, I guess you are intending to end it here."

Norberta met his gaze with a look of finality. Whatever bonds they had shared in the past had been severed, leaving only a battlefield in their wake.

"Sigh, I guess I still wanted you to find redemption," Cadmus murmured, sadness tinging his voice. "But I guess that's not going to happen." He released his aura, an overwhelming force that made the very foundations of the continent tremble, a testament to his power.

Anderson stepped forward, unfazed by the display of strength. "I don't know why you are getting ready for a fight you will not take part in, disturbing the peace of the Continent, old man," he said calmly.

"Boy, I know that you are itching for revenge," Cadmus replied, "but let your old man handle this."

Anderson shook his head, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Sigh, I don't know where you're getting that idea. We might be related by blood, but you were never and will never be my old man."

Cadmus regarded Anderson with a mixture of pity and understanding, recognizing the pain of betrayal. Before he could respond, a lazy voice interrupted them.

"Are you guys going to fight or talk like this all day?" Awar drawled, leaning against a pillar, his eyes half-lidded with boredom. "Honestly, this is getting boring."

Cadmus turned his attention to the newcomer. "Who are you?" he demanded, irritation coloring his words.

**BAM!**

Before Cadmus could react, Anderson seized the opportunity to strike, launching himself at Norberta and Glessea with blinding speed. Norberta, prepared this time, braced herself against the assault, her defenses holding firm. However, she could not avoid all of the attack, and a crimson line of blood marked her cheek where Anderson's fist had grazed her.

Norberta spat out a curse, her eyes blazing with wrath. "I should have killed you when you were still a child," she hissed, gathering fire energy around her, forming a massive fireball that pulsed with destructive force.

"You're planning to use that against me?" Anderson asked with a chuckle, unfazed by her display of power. As the God of Flames, he was immune to her fiery assault.

Norberta sneered, launching the fireball with a flick of her wrist. "Laugh all you want, but you will regret it later."

The fireball hurtled toward Anderson, who stood calmly as it approached. Just as it was about to collide with him, he raised his hand, absorbing the flames into his palm, the fiery orb dissolving harmlessly into his skin.

The audience gasped in disbelief.

"How is that even possible? How does he do that?"

"It must be some trick. He might be using some artifacts, making us think it was some kind of new technique."

While everyone whispered among themselves, a mysterious woman with long white hair and striking crimson eyes observed the scene with keen interest. She watched Anderson intently, her gaze sharp and calculating.

"Interesting," she murmured to herself, a smile playing on her lips. "Someone who can use the laws in this backwater world. You have managed to capture my attention."

Anderson, sensing her gaze, turned to meet her eyes, but Glessea took advantage of his distraction, aiming a punch at him. Her fist connected with his jaw, but her triumph was short-lived. Anderson moved with supernatural speed, his hand darting out to grip her throat with unyielding strength.

With a swift motion, he snapped her neck, the sound echoing ominously through the hall. Flames consumed her body, reducing her to ashes in an instant. Anderson's gaze never wavered from Norberta, his anger a palpable force.

"Boy, stop right there!" Cadmus commanded, his voice a thunderous decree.

Anderson continued toward Norberta, determination in every step, until a figure appeared before him, blocking his path.

"Go," Adams said, stepping forward with a steely resolve. "I will take care of him."

Anderson paused, nodding once before redirecting his focus back to Norberta. Adams turned to face Cadmus, his expression resolute and unwavering, ready to confront the Dragon King.

As the palace echoed with the remnants of battle and betrayal, the stage was set for a clash of titans, where the fate of empires hung in the balance and destinies would be rewritten.