From henceforth, his life and glory shall have no connection to me.
You may leave, Stolea commanded.
Once the messenger had departed, Stolea inhaled deeply, cursing under her breath.
Foolishness.
their own offspring trespasses into another's domain and now seeks to engage in battle.
Do not become a tool of those with ulterior motives.
Stolea had always held high hopes for this subordinate, having nurtured them from the very beginning.
However, age had seemingly clouded their judgment.
Now, it remained to be seen whether this individual would heed her command.
Unsurprisingly, this foolish serpent would not betray the deep sea divine system at such a critical juncture.
indulging in recklessness would only lead to their demise.
She had made it abundantly clear from the outset that the deep sea divine system should refrain from provoking the deities of blue star.
From the last incident where she commanded the mightiest deity under her rule to confront the radiant king, Helion, she discerned that the supreme being from the blue star universe, having descended from the celestial realm was clearly in a state of chaotic desperation.
To confront such a force now would be unwise.
Patience was key.
Waiting for their supreme actions would ultimately lead to victory.
What business does a low tier deity have with such tumult? Dennis pondered.
This divine realm had bass in glory for far too long to the point that every highranking deity could not suppress their arrogance.
Once he too had been one of the most arrogant within this realm.
Yet now he could leverage this arrogance, casting it aside to align himself with a significant figure.
Amassing strength, Dennis took the woman's hand, placing it against his chest.
Your majesty, do not be angry.
Dennis will always be by your side.
His cheek rested against her arm, showcasing his most charming left profile as he softly declared, "I will forever love you, my sovereign.
" Unchanging, the boy's sincere and sweet words dissipated the woman's eye.
In Stoyla's divine kingdom, the gentle rain fell, mirroring the softness of her heart.
Whenever she beheld this human youth, her heart would inexplicably soften.
Now, gazing at him again, it was the same tender feeling reminiscent of their first encounter.
Though he is not a member of the mare folk race, his allure surpasses that of Lia, captivating all who gaze upon him.
The woman caresses the young boy's face and softly confesses, "I hold great affection for you, Dennis.
A being of such exalted status.
One of the five divine systems of the celestial realm expresses love towards a mere human deity.
It resembles an extraordinary tale spun from the fabric of dreams.
" The youth blinks his tearfilled eyes seemingly brimming with emotion.
Yet his heart feels utterly desolate.
All he desires is power.
To go or or not to go, just a single phrase.
Has that woman Ulia made you timid as well? Chapter 205.
Sewing discord, a deity clad in a flowing white cloak, concealing their entire form and essence, spoke in a tone laced with mockery.
Within the majestic temple at top the divine mountain, deep in its recesses, all attendants had departed, leaving only the temple's master and the white robed god in attendance.
Do not insult my divine lord.
the man retorted, his voice tinged with anger.
He possessed a square jaw and a robust physique, perpetually adorned in gleaming black armor, bearing a striking resemblance to Corkclaf.
However, unlike Corclaf's flamboyant demeanor, his presence exuded a humble and reserved aura.
He was Bradley, the sole divine emperor of the Ice Serpent Clan, a lineage that thrived and flourished under his name.
He stood as a proud emblem of his people.
The white robed deity perched upon a staff.
Her ample robe failing to conceal her curvaceous figure.
Her elongated fingers painted in a dazzling crimson hue trembled outside the voluminous sleeves.
Oh dear, they no longer desire you.
Yet you persist in defending your master.
How pathetic.
Your most cherished heir lies dead.
Your subordinates perish one after another.
Your kin's divine realm has been shattered by the cannon of that iron lump from blue star.
All your territories seized and your corpses turned into fertilizer for the flourishing of blue star supremacy.
Can you not feel the shame of enduring this? The white robed deity continued her relentless tirade, escalating her provocations.
Understanding the temperament of the ice serpent clan, she knew that a few well-placed words would ignite rage within him, leading to a lapse in judgment.
The little one known as Corclaf the serpent had also fallen prey to her verbal jabs, his inadequacies exposed before he could even showcase his prepared strategies.
Truly, he was the most incompetent high-ranking deity she had ever encountered.
The second generation deities of the divine realm, indulged and coddled, exhibited alarming weaknesses, especially those of non-human origin.
Each one overly doting on their offspring represented a colossal waste of resources.
Observing the growing eye on the man's face, she felt a surge of triumph within her.
In her eyes, these lesser non-human deities were inferior beings unworthy of divine status.
As she held her disdain for the deity before her, she exploited his racial characteristics to provoke him further.
In her mind, only humans embodied the pinnacle of nobility.
having infiltrated the upper realm of blue star where intelligent life was synonymous with humanity.
This foretold a future belonging to their pantheon of human deities.
Once she had manipulated these entities to fully dominate the divine hierarchy of blue star, she would no longer need to associate with these inferior non-human beings.
Noticing that the man's emotions had reached a boiling point.
She seized the opportunity to escalate her provocations.
Moreover, I possess it," she declared, waving her hand to reveal to Emperor Bradley an image.
The vision showcased a mesmerizing yet repulsive mermaid deity with crimson eyes, exuding an aura of malevolence.
Yet, in a mere second, the white robed deity withdrew her power, obscuring the vision.
Such a formidable abyssal deity could inflict profound distress, even upon one of divine emperor status.
A mere glance could leave the unprepared severely tainted by its corrupting influence.
The white robed deity reigned in his turbulent emotions and continued speaking.
Behold the handiwork of this abyssal god.
Your safety is assured should you choose to venture forth.
The white deity remarked, "You see, the abyss is the nemesis of the divine.
No being on this earth can rival it.
Be it the iron goddess against the abyss.
You shall be safe.
Bradley allowed himself to be swayed by the persuasive words of the white robe deity.
His emotions oscillating yet remaining unyielding.
He felt a deep concern for his kin and was angered by the deity's assertions.
However, with the command of the divine emperor ringing in his ears, he found himself powerless to act upon his desire for battle.
After so long in service to his sovereign, betrayal was unfathomable.
Even in folly, he would not entertain such thoughts.
Shaking his head, Bradley declared, "I will not go.
The emperor has decreed that should I venture forth, I shall sever ties with the sea god system.
I refuse to go.
If you wish to proceed, do so on your own.
Moreover, dealing with the abyss is perilous.
" I am not of the radiant divine system and would be in great danger.
" The white deity gritted his teeth.
Realizing that this fellow was far less malleable than his foolish grandson.
Truly, he was a cunning serpent of Stoya.
That woman had a talent for training her hounds, adept at winning the allegiance of these non-human divine beings.
Moreover, she was slippery, swift to evade danger, and decisive in seizing opportunities.