Soon, millions of years began to pass in the Aeon Plane.
With the Dinsional Gas keeping all beings busy and contained, the world grew and beca more prosperous.
In one of the Dinsional Gas, Maximus looked at his ragtag car with a childlike smile.
"Haha, I wonder if I could win with this thing."
Over the years, the Dinsional Gas continued to evolve.
Besides the battles between dinsions, individuals from across the Aeon Plane could now participate, betting on their own terms.
One ga Maximus joined was a death race.
Craving the thrill of the ga, his car was a basic model without any weapons or boosting devices.
Furthermore, following the rules of the ga, his strength and consciousness were suppressed, so he could only rely on his skill to win.
Soon, under the referee’s auspicious signal, a race with a billion other participants began.
Amid the race of speed and fire, Maximus leisurely weaved through the cars, dodging and speeding across the ground.
Finally, after a year of exhilarating competition, he won with a crushing victory.
"Haha, it’s still fun to play this ga from ti to ti," Maximus laughed, exiting the ga.
The Dinsional Gas had thoroughly invigorated the competitive atmosphere of the Aeon Plane.
From dinsional contests to individual competitions, there were endless things to do.
Furthermore, because of the tempting rewards he had set, the progress of the beings in the Aeon Plane didn’t stagnate but accelerated.
Right now, the number of Overlords was climbing toward ten thousand, while the Absolutes were about to reach millions.
Born in this competitive atmosphere, talents rose one after another, surpassing the old generation.
However, because of the variety in the Dinsional Gas, many talents began to grow crooked.
Instead of honing their combat skills and pursuing the path of power, they followed all kinds of unique, unconventional paths.
Pursuing the peak of so Dinsional Gas, they beca stars in their own right.
Fighting through them with the rules set, Maximus sotis even lost because of carelessness.
It can be said that the Aeon Plane was truly blooming in every direction.
Soon, having won such a thrilling race, Maximus began to scroll through the options for his next ga.
However, before he could choose, a call from his wife reached his ears.
"Maximus, co here quickly! Your grandson’s wife is about to give birth!"
"Silvan’s wife is about to give birth? Wait for !"
Knowing that his eldest grandson’s wife was about to deliver the fourth generation of the Shadowcrest family, Maximus couldn’t help but feel excited.
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Soon, arriving at the Shadowcrest Castle, the entire family waited for the couple to erge.
"Don’t be nervous, Nathan. You’re not the father," Maximus teased.
"I’m just worried," Nathan frowned.
After all, he was about to beco a grandfather.
Soon, under everyone’s anticipation, a child’s cry pierced the sky.
"Waaah!" "Waaah!" "Waaah!"
With the Aeon Plane blessing the birth of the new Shadowcrest generation, Maximus couldn’t help but laugh.
"Haha, my great-grandchild is finally born!"
With Silvan’s permission, they soon entered the delivery room.
"What a cute little guy!"
"Is this my nephew?"
"Haha, we’re finally aunts and uncles!"
"Tsk, tsk. Brother Nathan, your generation is really the most productive."
Looking at the fourth-generation mber of the Shadowcrest family, they couldn’t resist teasing Nathan.
Not only was he the first to produce the third generation in the family, but he also had the most children.
While most of his brothers’ wives were still pregnant, his son had already produced a child.
"Haha, no way. I must’ve inherited Father’s genes," Nathan said, smiling like a blooming flower.
Once a cold assassin who wouldn’t blink, Nathan now seed like a gentle grandpa who couldn’t take his eyes off his grandson.
anwhile, watching their interaction, the smile on Maximus’s face grew wider.
After removing the threat of the dark beast, the Shadowcrest family was finally beginning to grow.
Among his children, the wives of Sam, Luke, and Nero were pregnant one after another.
As for his grandchildren, the wives of Lance and Maxwell were also pregnant.
When it ca to his daughters, Maximus was like a demon god, blocking all their pursuers.
Although he didn’t say it outright, his sons and grandsons were like impenetrable door gods, barring anyone from entering their sisters’ hearts.
If a man couldn’t even defeat them, how could he pursue their sisters?
Under such tight protection, even the top prodigies in the Aeon Plane could only wail in defeat.
Turning his attention to his great-grandson’s talent, Maximus couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction.
[Azur Shadowcrest:
Physique: Thunder of Chaos (Tier 13 Dinsional Origin)
Strength: Tier 9 Realm]
"As expected, each generation of the Shadowcrest family is stronger than the last..."
Azur was just born, yet he was already at the Tier 9 Realm and possessed a Tier 13 Dinsional Origin physique.
Thinking of where they had started, even most of his children and grandchildren couldn’t help but sigh.
"Little Azur is really lucky! To be born in such a prosperous age."
"Haha, aren’t all your children too?" Silvan comnted, hugging his wife, who had just given birth.
"Indeed, these little ones are lucky to be born in the most prosperous ti of the Aeon Plane."
"You guys, our little ancestor is the luckiest!" At Asha’s words, the whole family turned to Etheria.
"You—how could you call your sister an ancestor? This is your beautiful sister!" Etheria scolded, cradling the child in her stomach.
"Haha, Mother, we’re just teasing! We’ll surely love this little girl with all our hearts."
"Hmph! You better!"
"Alright, don’t argue with the kids. We all love you." Maximus hugged her from behind in comfort.
Since Etheria beca pregnant, she had grown moodier, thus dubbing the little girl in her stomach the "little ancestor."
From Maximus to his children and grandchildren, they had been kept busy under the whims of this little ancestor.
"Husband..." Feeling Maximus’s warmth, Etheria cald down.
Etheria wasn’t just moody because of the child but also because she felt her husband had suffered due to her greed.
With their power and the rules of chaos preventing powerful beings from multiplying, the cost to form the child in her belly was imnse.
To conceive the baby, nearly all the myriad energy in her husband’s body was depleted.
Feeling guilty yet overjoyed at the sa ti, coupled with the little ancestor in her belly, Etheria was like an unpredictable storm.
"No need to worry. Everything is worth it for our children," Maximus said, smiling in comfort.
He had long known the cost of having another child, yet he chose to go through with it.
Wasn’t it just a matter of slaying a few more origin dark beasts?
If he hadn’t exhausted the myriad energy in his body, Maximus would have wanted a few more kids.
Having comforted Etheria, they continued their celebration from the birth of Azur.
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