"Father, I will pursue the cursed snake that falsely uses your holy na, relentlessly until death!"
Having obtained the three Origin Armants from Noah, Terramus imdiately swore an oath to him.
Terramus understood what troubled his father. Therefore, after gaining enough power, and especially after feeling the care from his father, he imdiately relieved his father of his worries.
"That's my child, go forth!"
Compared to the kind-hearted, rciful, and amiable eldest son, the more solitary, aggressive, ambitious, and career-driven second son, Terramus was more appreciated by Noah.
As for whether the newly ascended New God could not rival an epic serpent that had road the Void for a long ti, who dared to shalessly impersonate him, Noah was not particularly worried.
Being a Divine of the Death Domain, his position was more special than most Divines. Other Divines always held a asure of apprehension toward the Death God, derived from the fact that the combat power of the Death God surpassed that of Divines at the sa Realm.
Similarly, as a Dragon God, he also shared such properties, not rely from the special rules of Divine Position, but from the inherent racial property of the Dragon Clan.
No matter which rules a Dragon God governs, they can fight across levels. The Platinum Dragon God Bahamut and the opposing Five-Colored Dragon Queen Tiamat, for instance, both possessed dium Divine Power.
However, as Dragon Gods, they could engage with those possessing Strong Divine Power. Of course, whether they could win is another matter altogether. Even so, it underscores the special status of Dragon Gods.
Therefore, with both factors combined, not to ntion Noah had just granted the three pieces of Root Armor, every advantage lay with Terramus. This second son could contend with dium Divine Power and even hold his ground montarily against Strong Divine Power.
Even if he suddenly encountered that big snake, Terramus, even if outmatched, could not fall into defeat and could hold out until Noah arrived for support.
Just after completing the Sealing God Ceremony, Terramus, wielding the three Divine Artifacts, began his patrol and wander in the Void, searching for the epic serpent that dared impersonate his father. His formidable might was far beyond what his elder brother could compare.
For a mont, many eyes focused on this newly ascended Death God, also the God of Machinery. As his brother, Iliad, who completed his divine enthronent earlier, was inevitably compared, leading to so unfavorable comntary.
"How can brothers have such a gap?"
"Gap? What kind of gap are you referring to? Whether in physique or appearance, or the background of their mothers, the differences between these brothers are vast."
"No matter how you see it, the younger brother's background is inferior to the elder brother's. Yet, the younger brother has already completely surpassed the elder brother in accomplishnts."
"Heaven is truly a nurturing place. It's a pity that such a talented Dragon Prince was wasted here – Four Divine Professions Domain with Weak Divine Power, what a joke."
"At least he is a True God. You spoke like this with disrespect to the Divine!"
"Oh my, how I am so afraid. Let him bring down divine punishnt upon , does this True God even possess that divine power? Hahaha."
The idle gossip drifted through the Void, especially among the Evil Gods and demons of the Lower Plane, each reveling in chaos without the slightest scruple of instigation.
Though such obviously malicious voices only reverberated in the Lower Plane, occasionally reaching the Middle Material Plane and stirring discussions among certain forces, in the end, the impact was minimal.
But the Upper Heaven couldn't remain indifferent to such matters, especially about the brothers who succeeded in divine enthronent three years apart.
Even in the long flow of history, such Divines are extrely rare, given that their Divine Position Domains seem naturally opposing, they were bound to be compared.
A brother of Weak Divine Power and another of dium Weak Divine Power, with such a clear contrast, combined with the different maternal backgrounds before they beca gods, inevitably beca a matter of keen interest.
Even in Heaven, there are those who indulge in comparing these two divine brothers. Though they aren't as outrageous as those Evil Gods and demons of the Lower Plane, even objective and neutral evaluations are unpleasant to hear.
"Iliad~"
Ophelia, with a furrowed brow, dispersed a group of whispering angels in the flower garden, looking slightly anxious as she gazed at her offspring, seeming calm and unperturbed.
"Mother."
"These are ignorant people comnting without knowing the full picture. Do not take their words to heart."
"I won't mind their words. Besides, they're not wrong, I am indeed not as capable as my brother."
"What nonsense are you speaking?"
Ophelia frowned, looking rather displeased.
"My brother Terramus is a very diligent Golden Dragon, even more so than I am. He deserves the achievents he has attained, and I acknowledge that I am not his equal."
"Terramus is certainly a very dedicated child, but how much less have you put forth? If you had followed your father's instructions, your achievents now would be at least on par with his."
"But right now, I am indeed weaker than my younger brother, that's the reality, nothing to argue about. Besides, I don't care about such things, you know that, Mother."
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