Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 1030

1030: Chapter 1030 Pure 1030: Chapter 1030 Pure Everyone, from the mighty to the meek, was part of this new world Ross was building.

The ceremony had long lost its formal tone.

The atmosphere was alive, vibrant, and full of awe.

“Mom!

I want one too!” cried a young voice, breaking through the noise.

A small boy-no older than seven-was tugging at his mother’s dress, his eyes wide and shining with excitement.  His chubby fingers pointed eagerly toward the people around him that seemed magical and now has powers that can only be seen in fairy tales and comic books.  “Someday, sweetheart,” his mother said with a gentle smile, kneeling to his level.  “But not now.

You still have some growing to do.” “Aw, but I wanna fly like them and be fast and strong and capable.

I want to protect you most of all!

I won’t let the bad guys hurt you.” he pouted, stamping his foot.

His mother laughed softly and ruffled his hair.

“When you’re older.

That’s the rule.” She straightened up and glanced toward the raised platform where Ross stood.  Like most of the others, she respected his decree-no heart stones were to be given to anyone under eighteen.  The power they granted was immense, unpredictable.  A child’s body and mind were simply not ready to handle it.  More importantly, Ross understood that youth often led to reckless choices.  The last thing he wanted was a world where children could destroy cities with a tantrum.

The woman smiled again, watching her son sulk adorably.  “Your father’s right,” she murmured.

Across the hall, bursts of excitement continued.

“Look at this!” shouted one man as he lifted a massive training equipment effortlessly over his head, laughing in disbelief.  Another woman gasped as water spiraled from her fingertips, forming a delicate ribbon that danced in midair.  A man nearby stumbled as his body flickered in and out of sight, passing through a table before crashing into a chair.

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Some had gained the ability to fly, awkwardly hovering above the ground while waving their arms for balance.  Others discovered superhuman strength, their footsteps cracking the metal floors beneath them.  Elemental powers-fire, ice, lightning, and more-flared throughout the hall, turning the once-grand space into a kaleidoscope of color and chaos.

“Careful there!

You’re going to burn someone’s hair off!” someone yelled as a young woman accidentally ignited a nearby curtain.  She panicked and waved her hands, but instead of putting it out, a wave of frost shot from her palms and froze the flames solid.

The room fell silent for a moment, then erupted in applause.

“This is incredible!” “I can’t believe it’s real!” “Ross truly has given us something miraculous!” Ross watched it all from the dais above, his arms folded behind his back.  His crimson eyes swept over the sea of jubilant faces below him.  The faintest smile curved his lips-not one of arrogance, but quiet satisfaction.

Althea stood beside him, radiant as ever.

Below them, laughter and excitement continued to fill the hall.  Ross’s wives and children also joined in experimenting with their newfound abilities.  A group of men were attempting to race each other through the air while a woman discovered she could transform her hair into living vines, which she used to snatch an apple from a fruit table several meters away.  Sparks flew as a man tested his lightning ability against another’s wind barrier, both grinning like schoolboys as the clash of energies sent ripples through the air.

“Slowly, everyone!

Slowly!” a voice called out above the noise.

“We don’t want anyone getting hurt!” But the warning barely registered.  The joy of discovering power for the first time drowned out caution and fear.  For these people-many of whom had once been weak, helpless, or ordinary-this was the first taste of true strength.

They had become more than human.

And above them all, Ross watched silently, his expression unreadable.  The flicker of torches reflected in his eyes like stars.

He could already see it-the dawn of a new age.

The age of the heart stones had begun.

An age where humanity would rise beyond limits… or fall beneath its own ambition.

*** Thirty more minutes of experimentation had passed, and the hall had become a living, breathing display of power.  Sparks of elemental energy flared in every direction-fire spirals danced alongside walls, water whirled into elegant spirals above astonished spectators, and people who had only recently discovered flight hovered awkwardly, laughing and bumping into each other as they tested their limits.  Laughter, gasps, and shouts of excitement mixed with the crackle of energy, filling the space with a charged, almost electric atmosphere.

Amidst the chaos, one sharp-eyed observer finally spoke up, drawing the attention of everyone in the hall.

“Ross… show us your ability too,” said one of Ross’s fathers-in-law, his tone equal parts curiosity, awe, and challenge.

The comment spread like wildfire.

Within moments, dozens of pairs of eyes were fixed on Ross.  Whispers filled the air.  Everyone wanted to see the abilities of the man who had already orchestrated so much power-whose presence alone seemed to command the attention of every man, woman, and child in the room.

Ross chuckled lightly, a low, amused sound that carried over the murmurs.  “Honestly, I haven’t taken one yet,” he said casually, almost as if the idea of doing so were trivial.

With a fluid motion, he reached into his large pouch and withdrew a single heart stone.  Its bloody light caught the ceiling, scattering brilliant streaks across the room.  Dozens of people blinked, momentarily stunned by the simple beauty of the stone.

He held it in his palm, letting it glow fully before anyone could react.  Then, without hesitation, he popped it into his mouth.

The effect was instantaneous.  A low, vibrating hum seemed to emanate from Ross himself, rolling outward and brushing against every onlooker’s spiritual perception.  His muscles tensed, his aura flaring outward in brilliant arcs of light.  Sparks of energy danced along the floor, bouncing harmlessly off walls and spectators alike, and the temperature in the hall seemed to rise slightly, as if the heart stone itself radiated life.