King of Titans and D Chapter 1249 - 1249 1236 Control of Civilization

??Chapter 1249: Chapter 1236: Control of Civilization

Chapter 1249: Chapter 1236: Control of Civilization

“Having breached the multiple defenses of my sleeping chamber and appeared before , are you a god?”

Though the empress was secretly shocked by the sudden appearance of the handso youth, her face did not show the slightest hint of panic, and she spoke with a calm and steady voice.

“Your tranquility bores . Why not try calling the guards outside for help?” In the room, these two Yuguang people who had suddenly faced this ergency yet still managed to keep their composure, failed to satisfy Muria’s taste for mischief, prompting him to yawn from boredom.

“Given Your Excellency’s ability to appear before us, you must have already taken into account the defensive forces outside the palace. Naturally, we won’t engage in such futile actions.”

Minister Remi Locke, who had initially been about to press the alarm button, abandoned his plea for help. When the words had reached this point, further calls for help would only make him look foolish, and he did not believe the eerie being before him was trying to deceive him.

“Since Your Excellency did not resort to violence upon your arrival, there must be so demand or entreaty,” the empress surmised.

“Well, there are so matters I wish to discuss with you, but hearing your conversation just now, I modified my plan.”

“A plan to cooperate with deities? I’m sorry, but that’s nothing more than a flight of fancy, a baseless and valueless daydream,” the empress dismissed.

Looking intently at Muria, the empress’s eyes swirled with a crimson gold color. Once a civilization reaches a certain level of developnt, advanced technology can, in turn, bestow extraordinary powers upon the entire race.

“So you are mocking us?”

Although no pressure emanated from Muria, both the empress and the minister felt as though the air around them had solidified—they were like drowning non-swimrs who, despite all efforts to breathe, could only take in choking water.

“Your Excellency, up until your appearance, we have been unaware of your existence—where does the question of mockery arise?” Minister Locke gasped for air, feeling exasperated by the peril within the Imperial Palace, yet he could not help but explain in a lowered voice.

“So why do you think cooperation with a god is an impossible fantasy?” Muria probed.

“A race that relies entirely on external objects, whose mbers can be snuffed out at will, what right do they have to negotiate cooperatively with a god? That’s what the emissary sent by the god told us when our civilization first and last tried to work with the gods,” said the minister.

The empress calmly continued, “Despite that humiliation, after analyzing, we had to admit we indeed had no right to cooperate with the gods; the gap between us and them was fundantally unbridgeable by technology. Thus, the conclusion that cooperation with gods is a fantasy, this beca our conviction.”

“You’ve attempted to cooperate with a god?” Muria’s face showed a hint of surprise, “And after a single failure, you completely abandoned the idea? Giving up after just one setback seems rather…”

“We have analyzed the matter; unless we control a ans of attack that could deal a fatal blow to a god, we simply had no way of achieving cooperation. So, may you tell us your identity?”

“Such a quick change of topic,” Muria spread his hands wide, “but as for my identity, as I ntioned earlier, I am a god willing to enter into cooperation with you.”

“Your Excellency, your ability to bypass all surveillance and defenses to appear before us is acknowledged, but this does not justify fooling us,” Locke said, drawing a radiant, red-light-imbued, round gem from his hand.

His patience had reached its limits; he believed that if he could cause enough disruption, even if the palace guards were compromised, there would still be sufficient defensive forces within the Imperial Capital. Then all he would need to do was hold out for a while to survive this inexplicable calamity.

“I’m speaking honestly with you, yet you feel I’m fooling you. You really are difficult to deal with!” Muria exclaid.

“Your Excellency, we’ve had no shortage of encounters with gods, and we possess a certain understanding of them. A being capable of appearing here like you, could certainly not be a god,” the minister asserted.

“Hmm, not bad. It seems you truly have a substantial understanding of gods, even knowing that deities, constrained by faith, have limited active ranges,” Muria acknowledged.

“Therefore, Your Excellency, please be frank about your identity, for we would rather risk a venture than accept the indignity of being fooled,” the empress demanded.

“I never lie or deceive. Rember this well in the future. Let

explain more explicitly: I am not one of those gods born of faith you have encountered. I am an Epic who can move freely in the Void and choose whether or not to respond to the prayers of beings from myriad realms,” Muria clarified.

“An Epic… what is that?” asked the bewildered empress and minister.

“You may understand it as a god unrestrained by any limits,” Muria aided the two rulers of the Yuguang civilization in comprehending his ssage.

“A god without any restrictions, how could such an entity exist?” Locke could no longer maintain his composure, gesticulating wildly.

The closer one’s contact with gods, the more one comprehends their terror. The key reason their civilization has survived to this day, despite being adversaries to gods, is these deities’ limited scope of action; they can only unleash their world-destroying might within specific regions.

A god without restrictions—what a terrifying thought. Should such a being truly exist, it would be a nightmare for the entire civilization.

“Why can’t there be one?” Muria smiled.

“Enough, Remi Locke, stand down and be quiet,” the ever-composed empress sharply intervened, seeing her minister on the verge of an emotional collapse.

“As you command, Your Majesty.” The Yuguang man, who had wanted to argue with Muria, promptly obeyed, stepping aside obediently.

“Your Excellency, no, Your Divinity, by your own words, you are an unfettered True God of the Void, able to do as you please. Why then, seek cooperation with us?” the empress asked, her gaze locked firmly on Muria.

With her position as empress not only due to her unmatched abilities but also because her power ranked at the very pinnacle within the empire, she could perceive sothing else.

“If we must delve into details, naturally, you do not have the qualifications to cooperate with , but what can I do when you have the geographical advantage?”