These Seven, unlike the Shadowcrest family who gave up when faced with a Governing Law, planned to complete the trial.
Paragon, the most talented primordial candidate before Maximus, faced the Supreme Law of Destiny for the nth time.
"I've already memorized your moves. Every conscious and unconscious decision is etched in my mind," Paragon said solemnly.
In the void they controlled, they fought like gods of destiny, playing with the world, and the Supreme Law of Destiny frowned.
"I lost..."
She hadn't expected to lose to Paragon.
It seemed she had been too confident, too careless in her actions.
"This is inevitable. Among the countless possibilities, at least one is where I win—and I, Paragon, is destined to such fate!"
Paragon possessed the special physique; Boundless.
The boundless power, energy, skills, knowledge—anything he could think of was within his grasp.
Although it wasn't truly boundless like Maximus's physique, which provided virtually infinite energy, it granted him an almost infinite arsenal he could wield to dominate the world.
Then, there was his ultimate manual, which solidified his position as the strongest prodigy in the Aeon Plane—the
Boundless Mandate
.
This manual allowed him to simulate infinite possibilities of the future, using the information he gathered and his boundless arsenal, deducing the vision of where he would prevail.
In front of such an ability, no matter how strong or capable the Supreme Law of Destiny was, after fighting her millions of times, it was inevitable that he would win.
As the trial space disappeared, the Supreme Law of Destiny looked at Paragon with admiration.
"I hope you can pass the next trial, warrior..."
Moving on to the subsequent trial, Paragon was greeted by the Mountain of Will.
"Is this the impossible mountain the old man told me about?"
Feeling the pressure of will the mountain emitted, Paragon frowned.
Although his victory was inevitable, in the face of an immovable obstacle, he was helpless.
No matter what he deduced, his futures all pointed to the same conclusion—being crushed to pieces.
Though it was just 1% short, it was an essential piece that could massively increase their chances in the grand scheme.
"I know... Now, if you're done, get out of this trial. You're only wasting energy!"
"As soon as possible~" Paragon said, bowing hurriedly.
As for entering the treasure vault, they were no longer eligible for rewards since they had already undergone the Tier-11 virtual trial in the past.
Not that it mattered—Paragon and the other two didn't lack ultimate treasures.
If he needed one, the overlords behind them would get it.
Unfortunately, a being could only possess three ultimate treasures at a time.
Otherwise, he might have taken four or five more to make his path smoother.
As the three "little devils" of the Overlord organization exited the trial, Atlas approached the 161,802nd trial.
Before him stood the obstacle that had stumped so many others.
"A Mountain of Will?" Atlas muttered with a solemn expression.
As he began his climb, an overwhelming weight and searing pain made him falter.
But being no stranger to pain, he pressed onward.
With every passing moment, as Atlas climbed higher, the weight and pain grew to unprecedented levels.
Clenching his teeth, he continued to ascend.
"I won't be stopped by any mountain—not even a mountain of pain!"
Watching Atlas climb with pure will, like a true warrior, the Supreme Law of Will smiled gleefully.
"Now
this
is how you pass the trial..." the Supreme Law of Will praised, its tone brimming with approval as though speaking of its child.
It wasn't just because Atlas was the "Son of the Plane" but also because of his very nature—he was born from a concentration of will that originated directly from the Supreme Law of Will.
To see a creature made from its essence succeed was a source of pride.
"Don't disappoint me, Atlas. Climb until your knees bend and your body bleeds. Don't ever give up..."