Ventair was still gazing at Seraphiel, who knelt before him, his heart still beating with the exhilarating rhythm of happiness.
His eyes never left her, unable to believe such a perfect being had just been created by him.
"Seraphiel, please rise," Ventair said.
Immediately, Seraphiel gracefully stood. Every movement she made exuded an astonishing elegance, poise, and natural beauty, as if she was born to be the embodiment of perfection.
As she stood tall, the radiant light from her body seemed to spread throughout the soul space, making everything brighter and purer.
Ventair took a deep breath, his eyes unable to tear away from Seraphiel.
He had envisioned Seraphiel in his mind, sketching every perfect line, every minute detail.
But her actual form surpassed all his imagination, exceeding any artistic masterpiece he had ever created on Earth, even surpassing the most glamorous actresses or beauty queens he had ever seen.
Her silver-white hair with its metallic sheen, reaching her heels, was glossy and soft as mist, gently swaying with the rhythm of the soul space, creating an enchanting fluidity.
Each strand of hair seemed to emit a soft glow, as if woven from starlight and sprinkled with stardust from distant realms.
Her face was a perfect painting: delicate features, harmonious to the millimeter, without a single blemish.
Her skin was as pure white as pearl, reflecting divine light, exuding an unparalleled clarity and purity.
Her lips were a pale pink, gently pressed together, creating a refined and noble expression.
But what captivated Ventair most were her eyes. One was a clear sky-blue, like a cloudless sky after rain, so pure that he could see the innocence of her soul.
The other was a radiant, solemn golden, like a sacred flame burning deep within her soul, symbolizing unwavering will and absolute loyalty.
The two contrasting eye colors blended perfectly, creating an unfathomable depth, a mesmerizing and authoritative beauty. Her attire – the sacred gown of pearlescent white with golden accents – hugged her slender figure, its luminous hem flowing like a stream of honey, accentuating her noble and ethereal grace.
"So... beautiful..."
Ventair whispered, his voice lost in admiration. All the desires for beauty, for perfection, that he had ever sought in his old life, now converged in Seraphiel.
As for Seraphiel, seeing her Creator gaze at her so intently, she couldn't help but feel joy that she could capture His attention.
While Ventair was still immersed in Seraphiel's beauty, his eyes suddenly focused on the wings behind her.
They were a single pair of pure white, enormous, and shimmering wings. But as he looked closer, he noticed something strange.
They weren't physical wings with soft feathers as he had imagined. Instead, these wings were formed from pure energy streams; they were translucent, ethereal, and seemingly weightless.
Curiosity surged. Ventair reached out, gently trying to touch the wings. Surprisingly, his hand passed through them as if touching air, with no obstruction, no tactile sensation whatsoever.
He retracted his hand, an expression of extreme astonishment on his face.
"Seraphiel, why aren't your wings physical? I thought I had created them perfectly..."
Ventair asked, his voice filled with curious.
Seraphiel gently bowed her head, her two-colored eyes still looking at him with reverence and love. She replied, her voice still soft and pure as a ringing bell:
"My Heavenly Master, that is because You have not yet established a clear power system or hierarchy for our Angelic race."
She paused, then continued, explaining clearly and coherently.
"According to the natural essence of primordial energy and the laws of creation, a created being will automatically be at the lowest rank within its race if there are no specific instructions from the Creator. Because You are still in the initial stage, Your power has not yet reached its ultimate peak to create beings far surpassing Yourself."
She looked up at Ventair and said,
"In other words, my Lord, currently, my power is only equal to or even slightly weaker than Your current power. And that is why my wings are still purely energy wings, not yet reaching a complete physical form."
Hearing Seraphiel's explanation, Ventair felt a slight pang of disappointment welling up inside him.
He had expected to create a powerful being from the start, an Angel with magnificent physical wings as he had imagined. But then, he quickly dismissed that emotion.
He knew he was still weak. He knew this was only the beginning.
"It's alright,"
Ventair muttered to himself, while looking at Seraphiel with a resolute gaze.
"That makes perfect sense. I am still too inexperienced, and Seraphiel is proof of what I can achieve at this moment. But I know I can grow, become even stronger in the future. And when that happens, I will create even greater Angels, capable of granting Seraphiel the physical wings she deserves."
Realizing he hadn't yet established a clear hierarchy for the Angels, Ventair began to ponder.
He desired a strict hierarchical system, not only to manage his legion but also to set power development goals for himself and for the Angels.
He closed his eyes, trying to visualize a structure, a pyramid of power. However, he suddenly realized a major problem: he didn't know how to classify the power of creatures across the Omniverse.
Memories of his mortal life didn't provide any information, and the rudimentary knowledge of the Omniverse he received upon rebirth was only general.
Ventair's eyebrows furrowed slightly in intense concentration.
He gently stroked his chin, then looked at Seraphiel, who stood beside him. Suddenly, an idea flashed like a light.
Seraphiel was created from primordial energy, just like his soul space. She was a direct product of the ultimate energy.
Perhaps she would have information he couldn't yet access, knowledge he hadn't yet received.
Ventair turned to Seraphiel, his eyes filled with anticipation and hope. Seraphiel sensed his attention, and she gently lifted her head, her two-colored eyes looking at him expectantly. "Seraphiel," he said, his voice a little rushed.
"You were born from primordial energy. Can you tell me about the power levels of all beings throughout the Omniverse ? I need a clear system to develop my Angelic legion."
Seraphiel gently bowed her head, still standing beside Ventair, and replied:
"My Heavenly Master, according to the information I possess from primordial energy, the power levels of all beings across the realms are arranged as follows, from lowest to highest, divided by destructive and dominion range.
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Stage 1: Mortal & Ascended
0. 0-9 (Basic Being)
Influence Range:----
1.Transcendent (Strong Being)
Influence Range: Village.
2.Evolved (Evolved Being)
Influence Range: Town.
3.King
Influence Range: City.
4.Emperor
Influence Range: Multi-City.
5.Saint
Influence Range: Nation.
6.Proto-Saint
Influence Range: Multi-National.
7.Ascended Deity
Influence Range: Continent.
Stage 2: Cosmic Deities & Omnipotent Deities
8. Demigod
Influence Range: Planet.
9. Lower Deity
Influence Range: Star System (minimum 10 planets).
10. Mid-tier Deity
Influence Range: Galaxy (minimum 5000 star systems).
Higher Deity
Influence Range: Milky Way Galaxy (minimum 5000 galaxies).
11. Cosmic Overlord
Influence Range: Galaxy Cluster (minimum 10,000 Milky Way Galaxies).
12. Omnipotent Deity
Influence Range: Universe.
Stage 3: Multiversal Entities
14. Proto-Existential
Influence Range: 1,000 Universes.
15. Lower Ultimate Celestial
Influence Range: 10,000 Universes.
16. Mid-tier Ultimate Celestial
Influence Range: Universe Cluster (minimum 100,000 universes).
17. Higher Ultimate Celestial
Influence Range: Universe Aggregate (minimum 10,000 Universe Clusters).
Stage 4: Absolute Omnipotents
18. The Prime Origin
Influence Range: Multiverse.
19. The Creator Absolute
Influence Range: Megaverse.
20. The Omni-Potent
Influence Range: Hyperverse.
Stage 5: The Supreme Singular Entity
21.Supreme Singular Entity
Influence Range: Omniverse.
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Such an information table appeared.
Ventair stood frozen, his eyes wide, unable to believe what he was seeing.
He had once thought he understood power, but what he saw now opened up a completely different picture.
From a powerless Mortal to a Chosen One who could dominate the entire Omniverse – this power hierarchy surpassed all limits he had ever imagined.
He was surprised by the sheer number of tiers and different stages, each stage a leap in power.
A slight dizziness swept through Ventair's mind, but very quickly, it transformed into extreme excitement. This was exactly what he needed!
A clear power map, a compass to guide him and his Angelic legion's development.
A radiant smile gradually appeared on Ventair's lips. He already had a preliminary idea for the Angelic ranks, based on the power system above.
"Excellent, Seraphiel!" Ventair said, his eyes shining as he looked at her. "You have helped me so much."
Seraphiel bowed her head a little deeper, trembling slightly with joy and pride at being praised by her Lord. She replied,
"I am deeply honored to serve You, My Heavenly Master. To assist You is my greatest happiness."
Ventair looked at Seraphiel, asking,
"Seraphiel, based on this hierarchy, what level do you think I am currently at?"
Seraphiel tilted her head slightly, her two-colored eyes shimmering as if reflecting the light from Ventair's soul.
She pondered for a moment, then looked directly at Him, her delicate lips gently pressed together before she spoke.
"My Heavenly Master, based on Your current abilities and the body created by primordial energy, You are currently at the Evolved (Evolved Being) level, capable of influencing a town."
She paused for a moment, her gaze filled with reverence, then continued, her voice becoming more resolute.
"And I, My Lord, also possess power equivalent to Yours at this moment."
A slight smile bloomed on Seraphiel's lips.
"Although both You and I are currently very weak compared to the higher levels, I absolutely trust that You will lead our Angelic race beyond all limits, standing above all realms of existence, forever the supreme rulers of the Omniverse. I will accompany You to the very end."
Hearing Seraphiel's assessment of his power level, Ventair sighed softly, a sigh tinged with a little disappointment.
But he wasn't sad. "Evolved Mortal," he mumbled, feeling too weak compared to his initial imagination of an omnipotent Heavenly Master.
However, when he looked into Seraphiel's eyes, filled with faith and devotion, and heard her confident words, a warm, slightly embarrassed feeling crept into Ventair's heart.
He subtly turned his face away a little, trying to hide his awkwardness at the praise and absolute gaze of his first Angel.
He knew she believed in him, and that made him even more determined to become stronger.
With the clear hierarchy in mind, Ventair felt a new surge of energy flow through his soul.
Now, every goal became more specific, every step clearly directed