The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God



A few thousand years later, in the center of the Origin Domain.

"Did you say you found a solution?" Fealan asked.

"Yes, I found an interesting seedling who proposed a solution," Libra said as he sat leisurely across the table.

"Oh, could it be alchemy?" Fealan asked.

Knowing that Libra majored in alchemy, he figured the solution might lie within that field.

"No, that brat called it mechanics," Libra angrily said.

Remembering the hoaxes the brat was talking about, something related to the natural ways of the world, etc, etc.

"Oh? What kind of mechanics?" Fealan asked.

"A branch of alchemy or perhaps another profession?" Libra said, not sure.

He didn't know the limits of the Mechanic profession, so he was uncertain.

"Anyway, he proposed to use the unlimited mana that flows in the Origin Domain to create an unprecedented Mechanic device, or so he said," Libra explained.

"Bring him here to explain," Fealan said.

Libra just nodded as he released his powerful consciousness, enveloping the whole domain until he found the brat, Astrid.

"Where am I?" Astrid murmured to himself as he looked around.

Seeing two of the Apex Sovereigns, he was shocked but quickly regained his composure.

"I've seen the two Apex Sovereigns," Astrid said.

"You're here," Libra said, looking at him like a piece of rough jade.

"Can you continue talking about the mechanic device thing?" Libra asked, not sure.

Astrid still didn't know that the man he was talking to about his idea earlier was one of the Apex Sovereigns clones, Libra.

"This..." Astrid didn't know what to say for a while.

"The one you spoke to was one of my clones," Libra said as he projected a picture of his clone.

"Y-yes," Astrid nearly sweated.

He remembered that he had talked a lot of nonsense, even bragged that his way called mechanics was a challenge to this muddle-headed alchemist.

While Alchemy is great and all, it lacks innovation.

It's not that it's bad, but the way of Alchemy is to bend the rules and laws to your own advantage.

This is where the problem of lack of innovation starts.

Doing this thing is heaven-defying, without countless verification and trial and error, you can only fail.

So, most Alchemy devices are either an upgraded version of another or a derivation of something.

But mechanics follow the rules and laws of the world, making it easy to create new things, thus leading to innovation.

"Is the lord Apex Sovereign talking about the mechanic's ability to use natural mana?" Astrid asked to confirm.

"Hmm..." Libra just nodded.

"Well, unlike alchemy, mechanics follow the laws and rules of the world, so it is naturally blessed by the world that it can use natural mana in the atmosphere on its own..."

Astrid then explained his approach to mechanics and why it's able to use natural mana.

Alchemy bends the rules and laws, so it can't use the natural mana in the atmosphere, requiring the one who uses it to personally input mana.

(This problem was solved in later generations, but it can only utilize crystallized mana)

...

A few million years later, in the center of the Origin Domain, a huge crystal ball hovered in the air.

"Hahaha! I, the Great Astrid, finally did it!" Astrid yelled, still in messy attire.

In these few million years, he fully devoted himself to this masterpiece without any rest.

Fortunately, he was already tier 8, so it wasn't a big deal, but it greatly consumed Astric's will and sanity.

"Nice one, brat," Libra said as he teleported towards him, feeling the disturbance in mana.

"Oh, the little one finally finished his school project,"

Saks joked as he came with the others who also felt the disturbance of mana.

"Now, we have an enormous mana generator!" Astrid said as his eyes lit up.

"Tell us, little Astrid, what is it about? What is this mana generator?" Saks asked, puzzled.

He wondered what function this device floating in the air was.

"Lord Saks, in short, the mana generator can convert mana to the energy that the alchemy device uses," Astric explained briefly.

"Good, good, we could now create something to train the students' combat power," Fealan said.

He was going bald due to the urging from the people of Nexus continent to make up for the combat power of the students they train.

"Now that there is this huge hunk of metal, I can finally create an alchemy device without worrying about the power supply," Libra said.

He had been thinking of creating an alchemy device that can project the spiritual consciousness of those students into a virtual world, so they can fight without any damage.

However, such an alchemy device is not something he can use, due to the lack of mana.

After all millions of trillion of people in a virtual world fighting together is not something his little mana can handle.

As for how can the whole continent function when it was made of alchemy, well, because it's part of the world, naturally, it is blessed by the world.

It's like your son; even if he disobeys you, you would still love and bless him.

"Then let's start with your idea, Libra," Fealan said.

"Alright, but I need the help of Saks, and you too, little brat," Libra said.

...

A few million years later, in the center of the Origin Domain.

"Come see if it's alright," Libra said as he handed them a token.

"It's great; it only needed a runic program to run," Fealan nodded, looking at the little token that was connected to the Alchemy device.

"Leave it to me," Saks said.

Creating a runic program is like setting up an array, so Saks thought it would be easy.

...

A few thousand years later.

"The Battle Runic program you created is running smoothly," Libra commended.

The first runic program Saks created was a Battle Arena, which quickly became popular with the students.

"Yes, even those battle fanatics from Nexus continent came to try it and have already become addicted," Fealan said with a smile.

After all, in the virtual Arena, you can fight to your heart's content without dying, which is why it became popular.

...

A few tens of epochs later, all 48 powerhouses gathered together.

With the gradually improving training routine of people from the Arcane continent, a peaceful and booming Etherium realm was presented in just tens of epochs.

"Is this the first tier 9 powerhouse?" Readius said as he looked at the man condensing his law.

"Yes, he's a talent from the Nexus continent," Fealan said, regretfully.

Unfortunately, it was someone from the Nexus continent who achieved it first.

"As expected, people from our continent are more talented," Valoros arrogantly said.

"You're just lucky as shit," Alabaster said angrily.

After all, their beastmen are the slowest to train, which made him grit his teeth.

"Let's just wait and see," Malgron finally spoke, silencing the others.

He was a big boss, the strongest man in the Etherium realm.

He was the reason that even though people from Nexus continent were reckless they just turned a blind eye as long as it wasn't too much.

...

A few thousand years later, there was a movement below.

The aura gathered towards the center, forming a cyclone with the form of a sword.

After a hundred years of precipitation, a man came out.

"Hahahah, I, the Sword God Alistair Dawnsblade, finally succeeded!" Alistair laughed joyfully in the air.

Far away, they look at Alistair celebrating like a little kid.

"It looks like your junior is a bit arrogant," Fealan joked as he looked at the silent Malgron.

"Hmph, just a brat. It's your sissy training routine that made him like this," Malgron said coldly.

"Uh..." Fealan didn't know what to say for a while.

Alister, who was still laughing joyfully, finally noticed the 48 peak powerhouses watching him.

Remembering his childish act, he felt embarrassed for a while.

"I met the Apex Sovereigns," Alistair said respectfully.

Although he was also a tier 9, he knew that there was still an enormous difference between them.

"You don't need to call us that; you're also one of us now," Valoros said with a smile.

While they were celebrating the birth of a new powerhouse, they also felt the shackles of the world loosening.

"With a few thousand more, it would be finished," Fealan said as he sighed.

It may seem like it's still a long time, considering it took them tens of epochs just for one to be promoted to tier 9.

But after experiencing countless epochs, an epoch felt like a day to them.

"Just a few more epochs..." malgron, who was watching, thought silently.

His goal was different from the others.

While others were scared of being assimilated by the world, he was more afraid that he would have no opponent.

These Tier 9 powerhouses beside him were not enough for him to warm up.

If not for the world being so fragile he'd like for them to join forces and fight him for enjoyment.

That is why He yearned for what was beyond the world, and by reaching tier 10, he could break this barrier.

While they were feeling the loosening shackles of the world, Sylnor, a tier 9 powerhouse who specialized in divination, spoke loudly.

"Not good! Something evil is attracted to the Etherium realm."