??Chapter 1371: Chapter 1353: Daughter-Con_2
Chapter 1371: Chapter 1353: Daughter-Con_2
“If they fail, then the three of them will all be trapped here; that simply won’t do. Even mortals know not to put all their eggs in one basket. His offspring, his descendants, can only walk the path of Epics.”
“Um, do the best you can, by the way, don’t let Tiffany get involved in this. I will try to keep her occupied in that Domain for a longer ti.”
Muria stretched out his hand and beckoned softly to his eldest daughter. The Power of Faith, already dense enough in his eyes to form a Divine Wheel, flowed into his hand.
Golden Flas ignited in his hands, purging certain negative emotions. One by one, radiant crimson-gold Faith Crystals took shape, the sounds of warfare faintly emanating from them—the result of acquiring faith through war.
“I understand, I’ll let her know after I have built the frawork of the church!”
Seeing Father draw the Power of Faith from her, which could elevate Him to godhood instantly, Gladys’s face showed no change. If she had wanted divinity, she wouldn’t have allowed the Power of Faith to form a Divine Wheel behind her—her goals were already firmly set.
…
“Dimos, have you found it?”
Above a rippling lake, a sanctified winged person with Light Wings barred the way of the Dragon King, who was wandering around. Even though he was disguised with a Reincarnated Body, they, using the sa secret arts, saw through his disguise to his true nature in a glance.
“What have you found?” Although he knew exactly what the other was asking, the Dragon King willfully responded with a question, wanting to tease his in-law.
“What else could it be? Your great-grandson and my granddaughter. Have you found them?”
“Tch, you’ve been reincarnated for so long, what have you been doing all this ti? Not even a shred of news, how useless can you be?”
Dimos mocked the Blazing Sky God rcilessly—it was an opportunity that cos once in a millennium.
“Are you saying you’ve found them?”
Aludiba paid no mind to Dimos’s mockery. He noted Dimos’s tone—so relaxed and carefree, seemingly unburdened.
“Of course.”
Dimos raised his head in Pride, as though finding his great-grandson were his own rit, feeling no sha for his actions.
“Where?” Aludiba was delighted.
Although he too had reincarnated through the Sky Demon Secret Art, fortune had not favored him; he was born into a winged people’s race. While possessing the innate ability to fly, he was unluckily born into a lowly winged people family. Thus, he had spent quite so ti overturning the old systems to beco the principal renaissance figure of the winged people’s race.
“Rest assured, they are all very safe now, at least much safer than you are at the mont,” assured Dimos, unaware of Muria’s current situation, to his friend from the Blazing Sky God Race.
“Don’t give
that. Tell
the coordinates, and I’ll go see for myself,” Aludiba grew impatient.
“That’s not a problem, of course, but I must remind you to be ntally prepared.”
“ntally prepared for what?” A sense of foreboding rose in Aludiba’s heart.
“Your granddaughter has beco a god.” Dimos got straight to the point.
“…” Aludiba fell silent, unsure what to say at the mont.
“The Ancient Prison Master told
not long ago; so, you have no reason to doubt the veracity,” Dimos supplented, strengthening the persuasive power of his words.
“What’s going on?” Aludiba slowly regained his composure from the shock, then squinted at the Dragon King in front of him, exuding a lazy aura.
His intuition told him that this matter was linked to Dimos, or rather, to that man’s grandson.
“Hmm, since you’re so eager to know, I’ll tell you… well, the general course of events went like this.”
Dimos spoke with a bragging tone, proudly describing to his old friend his grandson’s grand plan to beco the ruler of the world. However, the more he talked, the darker Aludiba’s face beca, to the point that when Dimos finished speaking, Aludiba’s expression had beco so gloomy it looked like it might drip water.
“Your grandson, that would be Muria, when did he co in?”
“I’m not sure about that, it was after us, but he is much stronger than you now. Even if you wanted to trouble him, you might not be able to beat him.”
It seed that Dimos noticed his old friend’s displeasure at his grandson, so he gently reminded him, causing a layer of crimson-colored divine flas to suddenly appear on the king of the winged people who had broken the rigid class hierarchy of his race.
But just as the flas erged, a thunderous roar echoed through the sky. When a power that exceeded limits and was beyond control manifested, the reaction of the World Will was always swift.
“Calm down, calm down, we’re both old-tirs here, why get angry at the younger generation?” Seeing his friend’s outburst and the resulting World Law Thunder, Dimos soothed him with a chuckle, acting like a spectator who loved a good spectacle.
“Your grandson doesn’t have much ability, but he’s not short-sighted. Seeing a slight chance, he ran off to sche for the position of ruler of a domain, not considering his own capabilities.”
“I think it’s fine. After Muria had this idea, he still consulted with the Shiyu Dominator. If the Dominator himself thinks there is a possibility of success, then I don’t have an issue with it.”
“Lord Shiyu thinks Muria can be successful? Does that an this esteed one intends to help you personally?”
“Do you think Titan would do such a thing?” Dimos asked, glancing sideways at Aludiba.
“Impossible. But then, on what basis does the Dominator think Muria can be successful?”
“Don’t ask , go and ask the Dominator yourself if you’re so capable.”
“Let’s put that aside for now. Your grandson is on his path to divinity, scheming to be the ruler of the world. Why involve my granddaughter?”
“What do you an involving your granddaughter? Can’t you speak properly? Clearly, as husband and wife, they are working together. How co when it cos to you, your granddaughter becos the victim? You know better than I do that achieving divinity is impossible without one’s own willingness.”
“Who knows if it was your grandson who used all manner of sweet talk to deceive my granddaughter into becoming divine.”
“You, I won’t argue with you. Go and et with your granddaughter yourself and see if it was my grandson who coerced or bribed her.”
“Give
the coordinates.”
“Here you go, here you go.”
…
“Michaela, this I extracted from an Ancient Giant Beast, and it’s supre material for crafting divine artifacts.”
Inside the Divine Palace, Muria proudly showed his wife the spoils he had gained from exploiting the Giant Serpent. “Choose as you like, take as much as you want. It’s okay if you take everything. I will be able to get more after a while.”
“I don’t like using this kind of material for crafting divine artifacts. Ask Gladys and the others if they want it!”
“I’ve already prepared their portion. It’s enough for them to squander for quite so ti.”
“Okay, what about Aeolus’s portion?” asked Michaela, who knew what kind of person Muria was.
“Oh, Aeolus, right, his portion… I’ll prepare it right now,” Muria replied, unconsciously turning his head away from his wife’s gaze, feeling slightly embarrassed about his inequity, “He won’t be missing out.”
“According to the Angels I sent out to observe, Aeolus’s mory is almost completely awakened. You should bring him back now,” Michaela advocated for her eldest son’s rightful entitlents.
“Is that so? Then it’s ti to bring him back,” Muria pondered seriously for a mont and, under his wife’s watchful eyes, he reluctantly nodded, “When the ti cos, he’ll command a legion.”
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