1836: Chapter 1832: Balance Twin 1836: Chapter 1832: Balance Twin Lu Ping’an’s first “child” is “Fla.”
“Ah…
I don’t want to move, let my sisters go.”
The first will of Lu, the new god, was discounted.
Little Fla, who had grown into a long-haired eye-catching older sister, yawned and vanished into smoke, disappearing without a trace.
Fortunately, her lineage did not dissipate, but looked to the “second daughter.”
The Valkyrie-like Zhi Xi hesitated for a mont, then gently shook as her armor disappeared without a trace, transforming into a woman in a suit with glasses.
This human form, although a bit workaholic like Catherine, had a much gentler aura.
“Then I’ll go, sister’s way is indeed a bit too intense…”
After becoming a demigod, they were independent yet possessed a more complete worldview and broader vision.
As the Child of War, Little Fla inherited many powers of war and fla from Father God…
but once these started, it was hard to stop.
As War God, Little Fla decided now was not the ti to start an all-out war; she didn’t want to ignite herself uncontrollably now.
The previously single-celled organism, upon absorbing war divine knowledge, ford her judgnt…
perhaps capricious, but both war logic and instinct agreed.
Launching the Burning Legion now, is too early.
Lu Ping’an nodded, not pressing further; this was his god system, he was both Divine King and parent; as long as things don’t implode, details he didn’t need to scrutinize.
“Boom!”
So flaming creatures directly dispersed into the earth, so transford into large reefs and god statues, solidifying the fortress’s stone.
More sinister, so transford into various little beasts, scattering away.
They would beco the keystones of the new world, integrating into the entire world.
Executing the “clearance” task, would be Zhi Xi and her Heroic Spirit Army.
The tallic humanoid figures, though sowhat unique, blended into the world’s style.
Gradually eroding, embedding elental power further into the world, was Lu Ping’an’s strategy.
“We still need an Outer God…”
“I’ll do it, as I’m the Beast God.”
Another demigod detached from “Lu Ping’an,” the independent Chris transford into a half-beast semi-human form amidst radiant holy light.
But compared to the past, the original ferocity twisted into today’s holy rciful gaze, the Great Holy Mother sat on the oak lotus throne, resembling both a god statue and a kind mother.
Behind her taphorically floated a phantom balance, with divine light flashing on either side, one fierce like a beast, one compassionate like a mother.
Chris…
Balance Mother Goddess, would act as the external leader of this god series.
As Lu Ping’an’s Ming King aspect, in this arena full of trials and battles, she’s more suited than the main body to be the apparent leader.
Lu Ping’an smiled and nodded, then vanished into his Divine Kingdom.
The Divine Queen without, the Divine King naturally within.
He returned to the courtyard, yet did not sit upon a throne…
tis had changed, the new king had his own seat.
He returned to the place the dream started, standing in the bank’s lobby.
“Clang.”
The transaction counters’ windows opened, a massive outpouring of “gold coins” erupted.
This was Currency of Life, circulated life value.
Lu Ping’an’s power, in this world adopted a new form, directly interfering…
you couldn’t expect beasts and beastn to keep accounts and manage finances, could you?
Then, his people and her legion, would bring “transactions” to war-torn lands.
Lu Ping’an picked up a gold coin, furrowing his brow.
On one side was Lu’s profile, the other Chris’s, showcasing the dual nature of Lu Ping’an’s god system.
He had no issues with the design itself, but wasn’t keen to reveal the true face…
a competent “banker” stayed behind the scenes.
“Snap!”
He snapped his fingers, and the next coins bore Chris’s beast face and the balance mark on the front.
This was not rely Chris’s Balance Mark; its aning was not simply “balance.” “Transaction” and “value equality” would beco its synonyms.
One side of the balance held several gold coins, the other a mortal lamb.
At this mont, Lu Ping’an’s pale blind eyes flowed with divine light; he knew with a thought, his sight would fully recover, returning him to that vibrant world.
“No, for the regulator of transactions and fair overseer, blind eyes are better.”
He had eyes to see the transaction subject and behavior, but could not discern the traders’ faces.
Such trade and a God of Life, are qualified to hold the “balance.”
From this mont, the courtyard began flowing; many things changed, but the flowing life value bringing life’s buff and evolution’s essence hadn’t changed.
Lu Ping’an yawned, once more transforming into a mortal…
he personally detested those bizarre forms.
“It’s more comfortable not glowing.”
“Dog at doesn’t make a banquet dish.”
The Big Cat felt disgruntled; the dreams once pursued beca real, yet you take it lightly.
In the next mont, both Lu Ping’an and Chris looked in one direction…
“Here it cos?
Really quick.
Little guy’s got nerve…”
“Let’s eat it.”
“Don’t be rash, toy with them a bit, I need more ti to adapt and complete the evolution.”
“Then let’s eat half.”
“As you wish…”
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“Outsiders have co?
Have arrived in the real Damon World…”
To “Six Whiskers and Seven Tails” Kedarles, endless purgatory war was a thing of the past; now, he was a stagnating opportunistic god.
Unlike those lucky ones born on the Earth Realm, unlike the second generation, he was down-to-earth from the Underworld, a remarkable undead walking this path for over six centuries.
As a god, he was still young, but progression had stalled for over a century.
Examining “neighbors'” strength and backing, maintaining the basic status quo for three centuries was fortunate.
In such circumstances, he naturally halted, idling, coasting…
yet from another angle, wasn’t it searching for information and opportunities, seeking breakthroughs?
Through connections, he heard so “curious tales.”
For instance, recently, the Earth Realm welcod a batch of outsiders, and so beneath the bottom lord’s tolerance tried pulling losers or allies, so border-crossers might appear soon.
These curious tales drifted by; those “gates” were held by top big shots, paying the admission didn’t yield much profit for outsiders.
Those illegal border-crossers?
Actually didn’t stand much chance.
Given the Underworld’s vastness, encountering them was luck, but this ti, fate favored him…
“Really ca?
Am I this lucky?!”
Seeing the transforming vast world, “Six Whiskers and Seven Tails” Kedarles was ecstatic.
Outsiders upon entering are most vulnerable, their power largely unusable; even if successfully transford, handling new powers was tough.
A new god, a fragile newborn lord, if truly consud, two centuries of leisure would follow!
“Six Whiskers and Seven Tails” Kedarles patiently awaited the “infants'” complete ergence.
“Buzz!”
But when the three-faced giant god stood on the earth, he was dumbfounded.
Indeed hit the lottery, a super jackpot!
Such a creature, genuinely entering the world as a new god?
How absurd was that entity?
“Death God, Fla, Life, Punishnt, plus several unknown divine positions, what a monster…”
While Kedarles hesitated, pondering if risking all was worth a motorcycle upgrade to luxury, the erging “new gods” thoroughly chilled him.
“Not a solitary god, it’s a god series…
how could it be.”
This ti, likely not reeled in fish, but a whale.
Continuing wasn’t adventure, but charity.
Finally, as “Six Whiskers and Seven Tails” Kedarles resigned and prepared to leave, two pairs of eyes t his.
“I see you.” The female voice brimming with hunger.
“You see too.” The male voice appreciated a cody, playful and joyous.
“Dood…” “Six Whiskers and Seven Tails” Kedarles imdiately bolted for escape.
But, it was already too late.
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