Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

In the midst of grief and anger, the other deities attempted to bring them back from their lost ways, but their minds had long been eroded by the unrestrained growth of darkness, leaving only brutality and chaos.

“The insignificant ants on the ground are born destined for destruction, they are born for destruction, it’s simply the fate of these ants!”

The fallen deities would say this as they laughed wildly in front of the gods.

They called themselves evil gods, wielding darkness and death, they were creators of chaos and executors of destruction, aiming to bring death and pain to the earth, and slaughter into the Divine Realm.

Thus, war broke out among the deities, which was known as the Battle of Winter’s Chill.

The Battle of Winter’s Chill didn’t hold much suspense and didn’t last very long.

Although the evil gods, who could draw power from slaughter and despair, were immensely powerful, the other deities triumphed with wisdom and unity, swiftly ending the wars both in the Divine Realm and on the ground, turning the evil gods into nothingness.

Because of this, the deities realized a crucial issue, that the minds of the Ten Thousand Clans were still young and almost defenseless against bewitchment.

To prevent history from repeating itself, the deities decided to select exceptionally talented representatives from their respective clans to further guide the Ten Thousand Clans, hastening their maturity, and bestow upon these representatives a great power intertwined with Divine Power, known as the Power of Divine Grace.

And these divine representatives were naturally the Chosen Sons of God.

Once everything was instantly sorted out in his mind, a sudden clarity appeared in Leo Ray’s dark eyes, and he blurted out internally: “So, the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son was once selected by the evil gods?”

“The first batch was—they practiced the will of the evil gods, acting in chaos and disorder, convinced that all things were born to be destroyed.”

The Pelican Princess affirmed Leo Ray’s words and added: “However, even though the evil gods were all turned to dust in the Battle of Winter’s Chill, a small number of the evil gods’ Chosen Sons on the ground managed to escape the judgment of the gods by using a certain taboo skill bestowed by the evil gods, and continued to inherit the identity of the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son in a special way.”

“Since the Silver Moon Era, right up to the era I belonged to, the evil gods’ Chosen Sons would occasionally emerge, bringing new destruction and death, bewitchment, seduction, disruption… employing every trick in the book.”

“Though they lost their Father God, they could still contend with the Chosen Sons of God of later generations by relying on various taboo skills left behind by the evil gods.”

Phil’s voice grew more solemn, though with so much content in her words, in Leo Ray’s view, it was merely a matter of moments, as if it were directly imprinted in his heart.

“And this ‘Blooddark Tree’ was once one of the schemes of the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son.”

“As far as I know, several Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Sons banded together back then, nearly wiping out half the Human World as well as several affiliated clans, because Father God often sleeps for a century or is in seclusion for cultivation, making it impossible to constantly watch over the ground.”

Upon hearing Phil speak up to this point, Leo Ray, while striving to resist the overwhelming, fierce assault from the opposite mysterious entity, sighed inwardly: “History does indeed repeat itself remarkably.”

Thus it became clear, the true identity of the mysterious entity was exactly a Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son, and its life source had not yet fully dissipated.

It was probably because the real Gannon the Ninth inadvertently awakened the other, got bewitched or manipulated by other means, and was quietly deprived of everything, leading to today’s circumstances.

At this point, sensing his opponent’s attacks becoming increasingly unscrupulous, Leo Ray continued to oppose while inquiring internally: “Your Highness the Princess, how did you defeat the adversary’s conspiracy back then?”

“It wasn’t I who thwarted the adversary’s scheme back then, but my ancestor, the initial generation Silver Fire King, as recorded in internal documents of the Silver Fire Royal Family, the ancestor along with over a dozen Chosen Sons of God from the Human Clan and affiliated clans collaborated to annihilate all Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Sons, and then destroy the root of the ‘Blooddark Tree’.

Phil’s helpless voice echoed in response: “But as of now, our combat power is limited, making that clearly unachievable.”

“So, it seems we still need to figure out how to dissolve the barriers imposed by these Stone Golem Puppets?”

Leo Ray’s gaze shifted, falling one by one on the strong allies obstructed by the Absolute Imprisonment Barrier, and the three including Elder Bing blocked by the Absolute Defense Barrier.

The imprisonment barrier had already lost the energy supply from the Stone Golem Puppets, something Leo Ray could easily break through, yet the likes of the Half-step Tier 6 Louise and Diana were evidently incapable of making a decisive impact.

In fact, being imprisoned in place prevented them from being harmed by the energy storm generated by himself and the mysterious entity.

Only by first breaking the restraint on the three including Elder Bing could a sliver of life be obtained.

“It seems things have circled back to the starting point again.”

Leo Ray’s sidelong glance returned to Little Jie, his gaze growing increasingly grave.

The problem was these Stone Golem Puppets were impossible to eradicate, and the mysterious entity followed him like a shadow, rendering the situation a deadlock.

“Young man, in this Princess’s view, the key to breaking the deadlock still lies with these entities known as [Stone of God]!”

Just as Leo Ray was contemplating strategies, Phil’s voice rang out again.

“I also realize this, but you saw earlier, Your Highness the Princess, relying on this Forbidden Tree, it’s simply impossible to break through.”

Leo Ray’s Rolanddel went horizontal in front of his chest, blocking the mysterious entity’s fierce strike, while counter-attacking and could only express his helplessness internally.

“Young man, making those [Stone of God] useless doesn’t only rely on breaking the opponent.”

Phil’s prompting voice immediately resounded, appearing in Leo Ray’s mind: “Although this Princess doesn’t fully understand these objects, I can still discern some clues.”

“Please enlighten me, Your Highness the Princess.”

Amidst the intense battle, Leo Ray’s eyes lit up, eagerly asking.

“Surely you’ve noticed, these nine puppets resemble the one assisting you in battle; this is the key to breaking the deadlock!”

Phil’s voice arose again in response: “Because they are not just physically identical, their insides are identical as well, in other words, they are of the same origin!”

“The same origin?”

During the battle, this thought flitted across Leo Ray’s mind.

Because Little Jie and the other Stone Golem Puppets both being very likely crafted the confinement barrier, a connection was made.

Despite having previously not considered that these puppet stone spirits might all be descended from a common God’s Stone, Leo Ray clearly understood.

He knew well that each [Stone of God] had its unique origin.

Each [Stone of God], precious beyond compare, loved and favored by its creator, yet manipulated into evil by the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son through some secret Art.

As Phil’s voice sounded a note of solemn inevitability in response, he couldn’t help but be struck by how brief the whole explanation seemed to be, almost as if it were printed directly into his memory.

“Understanding this helps one appreciate the gravity and interconnectedness of our present crisis.”

Remember, when I first met Little Jie, how she had mentioned that several evil gods’ Chosen Sons had joined forces to annihilate quite a few Human worlds as well as several vassal races? That was a time when many Father gods were in a deep slumber, occupied with cultivation, often for a century, unable to keep a constant eye on the ground below.

By the time I had processed all of this in my mind, a ray of clarity gleamed in Leo Ray’s pitch-black eyes, and he blurted out to himself: “So, the malevolent deity’s Chosen Son used to be selected by the evil gods, then?”

“The first batch, yes. They carried out the will of the evil gods, they acted in chaos and disorder, holding the conviction that all things were born to be destroyed.”

The Pelican Princess confirmed Leo Ray’s words, adding: “However, even though in the Battle of Winter’s Chill the evil gods were all reduced to smithereens, there still were a small number of the evil gods’ Chosen Sons on the ground, who managed to escape the judgment of the deities by using some kind of taboo skills imparted by the evil gods, and have continued to inherit the identity of the evil gods’ Chosen Sons in a special way.”

“Since the Silver Moon Era, and even in the era where I hail from, there have frequently been appearances of the evil gods’ Chosen Sons, bringing new destruction, death, seduction, and chaos—their methods know no bounds.”

“They may have lost their Father God, but they still rely on various taboo skills left by the evil gods, which are still enough to contend against the Chosen Sons of God in later generations.”

Phil’s voice grew increasingly solemn. Although the content of her words was quite extensive, to Leo Ray, it seemed like just an instant that was directly imprinted on his heart.

“And this ‘Tree of Blooddark’ was once one of the stratagems of the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son.”

“From what I know, several of the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Sons joined forces back in the day, almost leading to the complete destruction of half of the Human World and several subordinate clans, after all, Father Gods often sleep for a century or go into seclusion for cultivation, so they cannot keep an eye on the ground at all times.”

Listening to Phil say this, while simultaneously fending off the onslaught of a mysterious presence, Leo Ray sighed in his heart: “Indeed, history always seems amazingly similar.”

At this point, the true identity of the mysterious entity became self-evident, that it was precisely a Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son, whose life essence had not yet fully dissipated.

It was likely that the real Gannon the Ninth had unintentionally awakened the being and either been beguiled or manipulated by some other means, leading to the complete usurpation of his position and the current escalation.

At this thought, feeling the opponent’s attacks becoming increasingly wanton, Leo Ray, while continuing to contend with the opponent, queried in his heart: “Your Highness, then how did you defeat their scheme at that time?”

“It was not I who foiled their plot back in the day but rather my ancestor, the first Silver Fire King, Your Majesty. As for how it was resolved, according to records within the Silver Fire Royal Family’s archives, the ancestor allied with more than a dozen Chosen Sons of God from the Human Clan and the subordinate clans to annihilate all of the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Sons, and then destroyed the root of the ‘Blooddark Tree’.

“Phil’s voice rang out helplessly in response: “And now, with our limited combat power, this is clearly unattainable.”

“So it seems, we still have to think of a way to first break the constraints on these Elder Bing and others.”

With that, Leo Ray’s sidelong gaze returned to Little Jie, his eyes growing increasingly serious.

The issue, once again, came into focus within Leo Ray’s mind.

Recalling everything from when he encountered Little Jie, Leo Ray’s heart surged with a sudden realization and clarity.

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