The World Conquest Giving Birth To Become A God の小説・ストーリー

Blake said. He and his conscious clone had just merged with a powerful force of the six laws, and it was taking him a while to adjust to his new condition. He broke through to Quasi-True Divinity and gained a powerful boost in his six laws. His divine world had drastically changed, and a new life was forming. Blake’s soul was fully formed and was overseeing the birth of the new life within his divine world. Creatures were being developed, and the process of evolution was being performed.

Her mind still conflicted upon going back or not to the real. The situation of the realm was tight. The Grand Arch Wizard was already threatening the Gates of the Realm of Heaven so the Supreme Being Gaeara has ordered all the gods and goddesses to give out the blessings in their respective continents and come back to the realm. The enemy was already making a weapon that could destroy gods, he was a being whose ambition surpasses the clouds in the sky, even reaching the domain of gods.

I yelled. “To have an unbeatable army. To have my own world where everyone will worship me like a God because they know if they don't, they'll die. And to create my very own unbeatable army, I need the genes of the most powerful living creatures that exist on the planet earth. And I've gotten all of them. Except the last one.” I gulped hearing his words. “You.” My breath hitched. “But now, I even have you. It's only a few minutes until I finally get what I want.”

When the set of preparations was completed, he spread his arms and said. "Creation art, World Descend." A marvelous thing materialized as a world came into being. With nothing in the void to use but only energies as components and to create life not singly but that of the lives of a world where water is abundant and inside the natural energy can be compared to that of the worlds of the immortal realms. Though this creation is only slightly bigger than the old grandfather's planet, that he is a god of, no one can despise him since creation is too difficult to achieve mastery in as it is easy to destroy but to create cannot be called the same.

The only way for her to survive was to find a powerful enough source of energy to forge an immortal body. Unwilling to harm the interests of any god in the Celestial Realm, Jun Che set his sights on me. On our wedding day, he laid a deadly trap. While I was completely unguarded, he cruelly thrust his hand into my chest. I did not yet know I was pregnant. The blow crippled me, leaving me powerless to fight back. I stared at him, my eyes filled with disbelief, but he left me with only a single, cold phrase: "For the peace of the three realms."

"I can close my eyes and still find you by sound alone. Even with walls in the way, I can smash straight through them. You can't escape." His face was full of confidence, and it wasn't empty bravado. It was very close to the truth. His current energy had already surpassed Ray's. And as a beast-type ability user, he possessed both explosive power and exceptional endurance. Trying to outlast him? Impossible. He would be the final victor of this battle. And once he absorbed Ray's and Travis's abilities… just how invincible would he become? "Hahaha!" The thought made him burst into laughter. He would become the ruler of the world. One day, his name would replace the revered goddess of his nation

“Since before you were even born.” My body went cold. My tongue felt like lead as I stared at him, the man I’d mourned, the father I’d buried in my mind a thousand times, standing there with a goblet of wine, talking about destroying the world like it was some cruel joke. “You’ve built an empire on blood. People will die for nothing! Why would you do this?” He chuckled, setting the goblet aside with a soft clink. “Nothing?” His tone shifted from lazy calm to cutting sharpness. “They will die for order. For a world reborn.”

My mouth opened, yet I lacked words as Varek continued to explain his stupid delusional plans. “…Together, we can take down all the selfish gods—” He declared, his voice growing in dark tempo. “—All the hypocrisy they have, I will wipe it off! They won’t have to lie about doing things in our best interest when in truth all they do is satisfy themselves!” As if every force in the world were listening to his speech of doom, even the air stilled. “I will recreate a new world with my children— our children, Odette! We will be gods!”

“That's why I developed the techniques I applied on others on myself, and that's how I was able to transform into anything and make the fools of the gods believe that I'm still inside that prison. I went down to this world and infiltrated all the necessary sides to create discord and make the book of will finally win the battle. That is how the Anarkhia Order came into being; that is how the Temple was corrupted, and the guardian system was cloned to fight it. I forged a monster capable of ending the system that the gods maintain and let it evolve to this point. Everything changed when I learned of the anchor's prophecy, and I was analytical about its creator. The untold part of your prophec

~ Marcus looked at his sons. None of them said a word like they were unsure how to respond. Of course, they knew Greg would become the King one day, but that was something new. ~ Each of you will become a King of its kingdom. From now on, none of you will be better than the other. ~ Marcus glanced at two princes who only gasped at his words. ~ Your brides will help you with this task. Because they come from a different species, I included it, creating the borders of your lands. Greg and Katherine will rule the lands where most of the werewolf's packs are.