The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

"Do you want to be an enemy of the Interdimensional Council?!"

Seeing Maximus's disregard and lack of respect, the leader, Aeolus, frowned in dissatisfaction.

As an Absolute, being disrespected by a mere Tier 10 individual was too much.

"An enemy? It's up to you. Do you want to be my enemy?" Maximus shook his head, asking back.

"Captain, this—"

Suddenly, one of Aeolus's subordinates stopped, recognizing Maximus's identity.

Just out of seclusion, Aeolus was ignorant of the changes in the Dimensional Alliance, much less the rising Shadowcrest family.

"I don't care what their identity is," Aeolus stopped his subordinate from explaining.

No matter their identity, it couldn't be higher than the Interdimensional Alliance, right?

Daring to disregard and disrespect their authority, these people deserved to be punished.

Mobilizing his power, Aeolus planned to imprison Maximus and the others, making an example for their ignorance.

"Do you really want to do this?"

Instead of being angry, Maximus's eyes lit up with interest upon seeing Aeolus dared to attack him.

Not being able to use the Orbital Plane Blaster, he was still itching to test it.

Controlling the Orbital Plane Blaster mounted on their ship, Maximus aimed at Aeolus.

"Stop!" Experience tales at empire

Suddenly, a blaring voice stopped the two from clashing.

"Overlord Ascelon?"

Seeing Ascelon arrive, Maximus didn't continue to aim.

The master was here; he should be able to discipline his dog.

"What do you think you're doing?! Do you want to start a war?!" Ascelon scolded Aeolus.

Now was a critical phase of the dimensional competition—and, more importantly, the continuation of their plan.

Causing a rift between these talents and the two factions was tantamount to trashing all of it.

"But Overlord Ascelon told us to escort the participants of the dimensional competition, yet these scum—"

"ENOUGH!"

Looking at Aeolus, Ascelon felt unprecedented anger, nearly wanting to end his life.

Fortunately, as his most loyal subject and considering the countless contributions he had made, Ascelon quickly held back.

Although admirable, too much loyalty and pride were too destructive at critical moments.

"I'm sorry, Overlord Ascelon, for overstepping my boundaries."

Although Aeolus didn't know where he was wrong, he still asked for forgiveness.

"I told you to escort them so they would not get lost on the way, not to force them like prisoners!"

"I see; I misunderstood your assignment." Aeolus nodded, like a student who didn't understand the topic but didn't want to be reprimanded.

"Enough. You'll be relocated to the Dark Void Domain. Call Regulus to take over your work!" Ascelon sighed, seeing that the blockhead still hadn't changed his view.

It seemed this simple task of escorting had to be done by someone with a more flexible mind.

Getting Ascelon's forgiveness, Aeolus quickly left, flying toward the Dark Void Domain.

"And you! Do you want to start another Dark Beast Wave disaster?!"

Maximus and the others were passing through the Interdimensional Council's territory.

As his domain of power, even the slightest commotion could be intercepted by him.

Feeling Maximus's weapon about to cause another destruction, Ascelon quickly put down all his work and teleported here in an instant.

"I'm sorry, Overlord Ascelon. I'm just protecting myself," Maximus reasoned.

"As if I'll believe you," Ascelon thought helplessly.

Knowing that Maximus could kill a Primal Dark Beast alone, why would he still need such a destructive weapon to defend himself?

"Don't point your gun randomly in the future; it might cause chaos no one could control," Ascelon still warned.

Remembering the massive dark beast wave Maximus had caused, he still felt a little nervous.

Opening a dark beast wave inside the territory of the Dimensional Alliance was a catastrophe that even he couldn't handle.

"I will be careful in the future," Maximus relented, feeling a little guilty.

Although he had already recalibrated the Orbital Plane Blaster to activate only after reaching a certain distance, he still felt responsible for the previous dark beast wave.

"And that—be sure not to allow them to cause trouble." Ascelon looked at the thousands of ships outside, giving Maximus a warning.

Although he allowed the presence of the Devourer Faction in the Dimensional Alliance territory, he would never allow them to cause destruction.

"I'll be sure to watch over them," Maximus nodded in understanding.

He also didn't want the Dimensional Alliance to fall into chaos.

The chaos and limitless freedom of the Devourer Faction were enough.

…

Soon, after passing through various void portal stations and multiple checkpoints, they returned to the Etherium Realm.

"Is this the Etherium Realm?"

"What kind of barrier is this? A mix of arrays and the path of law?"

"Awesome! I don't know how much that would cost!"

Amazed by the innovation of the Etherium Realm, they couldn't help but talk amongst themselves.

Getting inside the barrier, they finally saw the mysterious Etherium Realm.

"So beautiful!"

"A blue gem of the void… what a marvel…"

The Etherium Realm was like a piece of art—a precious gem in the void.

Entering the dimension, they suddenly felt suffocated.

"Huh~ What is this?"

"Is this origin energy?!"

"It's too dense! Is this the legendary fairyland?!"

Breathing in the air, they nearly coughed at the overwhelming density of origin energy.

"Is this the effect of the leader's physique?"

"Can we freely absorb this?"

"Is there any restriction?!"

The talents asked one after another, thinking of countless possibilities.

If they could use and absorb this origin energy, it would be no worse than fighting life and death in the Dark Void Domain.

Whether refining it into strands of causality or using it to cultivate, they would become rich.

Unfortunately, equally clueless, no one answered their questions.

Landing in the floating stronghold of the Order of Maxim, Liam took the talents toward Valoros, one of the managers of the organization.

"Valoros, you take care of them."

"This?" Valoros asked in shock and puzzlement.

Seeing billions of talents who were either close to condensing their path of law or had already condensed one, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Did the rules of the Aeon Plane change?

How could there be such a large number of freakish talents?

"They're the members we solicited from the second round of the dimensional competition."

"Anyway, take care of them and introduce the Order of Maxim. I still have something to do," Liam said hurriedly, patting Valoros on the shoulder.

Having been away from the Etherium Realm for over a hundred thousand years, Liam couldn't help but check if there were any problems.

Returning to the Etherium Council, Liam read through all the backlog of events that had happened in the Etherium Realm.

"Hmm? Not bad! These four Spirit Goddesses are perfect managers!" Liam praised.

Being gone for a long time, the Etherium Realm remained stable and even showed signs of progress.

Even without their supervision, everything was still orderly.

From the four administrative continents, the Chaotic Continent, the Dimensional Starry Continents, etc.—everything was as it should be.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Liam returned to their family residence, joining them to rest.

"Liam, you're here? Did something happen?" Max asked in puzzlement.

His brother was usually in work mode.

Unless his wives dragged him, he would be sitting at a table managing all kinds of affairs.

"I just wanted to rest." Liam rolled his eyes.

Managing the Skjǫldrún Stronghold, Liam was the hardest worker among them.

"Rest? Is that you, brother? Are you possessed?!"

"Hahaha, are you still asleep, Brother Liam?"

"Big brother, you finally came to your senses!"

Seeing his brothers and sisters joke, Liam could only smile wryly.

It seemed that his workaholic attitude was too much.

"Alright, stop joking with your brother. Liam also needs a vacation," Maximus said.

Relying on Liam to inherit and manage his territory, Maximus didn't want to overwork him.

"Father, don't be too biased!" Seeing their father protect Liam, Max complained a little.

"Biased? What did I do?"

"Hmph! Father didn't let Brother Liam gain enough combat experience in the Dark Void Domain," Max suddenly remembered.

While they had to meet a prerequisite to advance to the Ocean of Law, Liam just needed to sit through.

Hearing this, the others also started to complain.

Fighting countless dark beasts to hone themselves, they felt it was a little unfair.

"Then what should I do?"

Looking at Liam, they gave an evil smile.

"Why don't you give Big Brother special training?"

"A special training? Alright." Thinking it was reasonable, Maximus nodded in agreement.

However, Liam—the core of the issue—turned solemn.

Their father's special training?

Did they want him to undergo hell just because he wanted to rest?

Seeing their smiles, Liam felt a throbbing in his heart.

"Hehe, good luck, brother."

"Is my special training that bad?" Maximus felt speechless seeing their reactions.

The special training he was talking about was a formula he deduced after studying Zar's physique.

Although a bit torturous, the effect was immediate.

Each round of training would allow one to hone their ability to bear and manipulate power.

Integrating his grueling experience in the trials set by the Entities of Law, it could even strengthen their core of origin.

His wives, especially Skye, even asked for the training once a month, like brushing up on a copy.

Seeing his children's expressions, it seemed he was punishing them for no reason.

"It seems that you need to strengthen your will. After resting, besides your brother, you will all undergo my training."

All in all, since they couldn't bear his special training, they just needed to experience it more.

"Nooooo!"

"This is final. How could you be weak-willed?"

"Hehe, you deserve it." Liam smiled, seeing all of them were going to suffer.