The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

Another three hundred years later…

As the Divine Will condensed more and more primal energy, it finally reached a critical level and advanced to Tier 11 Primordial Will.

With a rumble, the Core of Will at the center of the Etherium Realm began to crack, unable to bear the immense pressure of the new energy.

As the majestic Will swept through the Etherium Realm, all of its uncountable inhabitants felt an unprecedented calm.

It was as if their souls had been baptized, guiding them to survive, thrive, and evolve.

Sensing this Primal Will, the top powerhouses of the land suddenly stood up.

The majestic Primal Will seemed to show them how they could turn their dire situations around.

Turning their attention across the void, they held their chests, praying for their Supreme Emperor, the Pioneer of Knowledge, to prevail and be victorious.

With the collective wishes of all the people, the Primal Will surged like a tide, rushing toward Maximus.

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In the Etherium Void Outpost, feeling this energy, Maximus's eyes grew brighter.

"Finally! Tier 11 Primordial Will!"

Each strand of this Primordial Will was comparable to the power of an Absolute.

With miraculous malleability and the ability to grant the Will of people, Maximus felt an unprecedented surge of power.

Earlier, the unevolved Primordial Will had been like a mere trickle, slowly healing his Core of Origin.

Now, it was a torrent of holy energy, surging and healing every remaining crack in his Core of Origin.

Noticing Maximus's unusual movements, the Masters of the Ocean of Law around him were shocked.

At this moment, the power Maximus exuded felt like that of a fully-fledged Master of the Absolute.

Although lacking the root and solidity of true power, the sheer pressure he emitted was unparalleled.

Malgron, who also hailed from the Etherium Realm, keenly noticed the essence of the power Maximus wielded—it was the Power of Will.

Though far stronger than the Tier 9 amalgamation of will from the past, it still originated from and was generated by the people.

Realizing Maximus had succeeded in deducing a higher form of this energy—a feat even his friend Valoros had failed to achieve—Malgron was filled with admiration.

Finally, after a few minutes, Maximus's aura subsided as he felt his Core of Origin fully healed.

"Are you ready?" Maximus opened his eyes, turning to his allies.

Now in perfect condition, Maximus felt as though he could overcome anything.

Turning toward the other side of the Barrier of Knowledge, his fighting intent soared.

"Hahaha! Let's go! I've been itching for a battle!" Malgron readily agreed.

The two battle maniacs from the Ashura Sect also voiced their eagerness.

Sensing that the fight was about to begin, the other nine Masters of the Ocean of Law gathered themselves, preparing for battle.

Checking and ensuring everything was in order, Maximus and his allies—twelve Masters of the Ocean of Law—slowly marched beyond the Barrier of Knowledge.

Sensing their movements, the enemies bombarding the barrier abruptly stopped, bracing themselves for a possible surprise attack.

"Maximus! You finally came out!" Yumar, the temporary leader of their alliance, shouted.

After hundreds of years of attacking the Barrier of Knowledge, seeing Maximus emerge filled them with unprecedented excitement.

"It seems you could no longer bear it and had to come out…"

A dozen more years and the Barrier of Knowledge would have been broken.

At that time, not only would Maximus be forced out, but the Etherium Realm would also suffer irreparable damage.

Believing Maximus had chosen to sacrifice himself for his homeland, they thought everything was falling into place.

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"I merely grew sick of your barking~," Maximus said with disdain.

"How dare that mouth of yours spout words of revenge when you're the ones who invaded my territory and attacked me?"

"I haven't even asked for an explanation, yet you have the audacity to accuse me of being a traitor?"

"An incarnation of evil? Heh, just admit that you're weak and can do nothing but spout nonsense!"

Hearing Maximus's words, they felt humiliated, embarrassed that he called them weak—a pack of dogs that only knew how to bark but couldn't bite.

"Hahaha! That's right! Just a group of fools who can only rely on the achievements of their ancestors. Even I'm ashamed of you!" Malgron laughed, backing up his friend.

Taunted by the two, they remained silent, focusing instead on gathering their energy for a coordinated attack.

Although embarrassed and humiliated, their ambitions far outweighed their wounded pride.

Exchanging glances with a tacit understanding, they quickly split their forces and launched an assault on Maximus and his allies.

Over fifty Masters of the Ocean of Law charged forward.

Thirty of them attacked Maximus's allies, intending to hold them down and prevent interference.

Facing two-against-one odds, Maximus's allies felt the weight of despair, thinking his defeat was inevitable.

Meanwhile, facing six opponents, Malgron remained confident, treating the battle as little more than a sparring match.

He had already asked his master to intervene should they face imminent defeat.

Although Maximus had displayed absolute power moments earlier, Malgron doubted he could sustain it while fighting over twenty Masters of the Ocean of Law.

As the clashes erupted across the battlefield, Maximus faced overwhelming odds.

Surrounded by the combined power of twenty-two Masters of the Ocean of Law, he couldn't even move his body.

"Don't struggle; we won't hurt you!" they urged, reluctant to truly fight him.

Although they severely suppressed Maximus, the memory of his instant annihilation of nine Masters of the Ocean of Law still loomed over them, filling them with unease.

Continuing to suppress Maximus, they hoped he would surrender without escalating the conflict.

Meanwhile, despite the hopeless situation, Maximus showed no fear.

Urging the depths of his Core of Origin, his power surged a millionfold.

In an instant, he reached a strength comparable to the Absolute, shattering the bindings with a single touch.

Crack!

Freed from his restraints, Maximus immediately located their leader and struck with precision.

Feeling the force of an attack comparable to an Absolute, Yumar's expression darkened.

Quickly mobilizing his ultimate treasure, he tried to repel the strike.

Boom!

As the resounding explosion echoed across the void, silence descended upon the battlefield.