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Liuyun City.

Forbidden Zone, Secret Chamber.

soon.

Raven looked at his lightning clone.

Although he was only a high-ranking god, the Great Perfection granted him 1 unit of willpower, plus an additional 0.8 units of bonus from being a main god.

1.8 units of willpower.

That doesn't sound like much.

However, within the realm of god-level powerhouses, this is already an overwhelming level of power.

In addition, there is the perfect control unique to Great Perfection.

In terms of actual combat ability, he could absolutely crush an ordinary Great Perfection expert.

"It's not intuitive enough."

Raven had a sudden thought.

A crazy idea popped into my head.

What if it's... a fusion of multiple systems?

He took a deep breath and began to try to mobilize the power within his body.

The powerful physical body of the deity serves as the vessel.

The power of the water-based deity.

The power of the fire-elemental god.

In addition, there's the power of lightning that I just broke through to the Great Perfection stage.

Three forces converged within the body.

Rumbling--

A roar like a raging river erupted from the blood vessels within his body.

Three distinct forces of will were forcibly superimposed under his control.

The flexibility of water systems.

Fire-type explosion.

The speed and destruction of lightning.

In addition, there is that indestructible physical body as a foundation.

11 units of willpower!

Raven clenched his fist.

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The air was squeezed and exploded, producing a crisp popping sound.

The surrounding space shattered like a mirror, revealing the dark spatial turbulence behind it.

The mere outflow of pure power shattered space itself.

"11 servings..."

Raven looked at his fist, which gleamed with the luster of jade, and a glint of fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

Even a supreme god at the Great Perfection level possesses only 10 parts of his willpower.

In other words.

In terms of sheer power, he is now even stronger than those high and mighty Law Rulers.

That's the source of their confidence.

This is the result of his disbelief in fate and his constant devouring of things.

"call……"

Raven exhaled a long breath, dissipating the power gathered at his fingertips.

The surrounding broken space quickly repaired itself.

"It's time to go out for some fresh air."

"I wonder if those kids at home will behave themselves."

With a thought, Raven vanished from the secret chamber in an instant.

……

The Bartley family castle.

It was late autumn, and the maple leaves outside the castle were as red as fire, carpeting the ground.

The atmosphere inside the hall was even more desolate than the autumn wind outside.

Beside the long table.

Four figures sat around each other.

Seated at the left was a middle-aged man in dark red armor, with a resolute face and a meticulously trimmed beard.

He was toying with an exquisite mithril goblet in his hand, the crimson liquid inside now still.

That was Raven's father, Doug Bartley.

Former Imperial Viscount, now Duke Barthé, a lower-level fire god.

The woman sitting opposite him was dressed in an elegant monk's robe.

Although time hasn't left many marks on her face, the lingering worry between her brows betrays her true feelings.

Mother Jenny.

A water-element superior god who refined his divine essence to become a god.

The person sitting at the head of the table was an extremely beautiful young girl.

Her long, light blue hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and in her eyes, which resembled Raven's, a stubborn flame was burning.

Avril Lavigne.

Raven's most beloved younger sister.

As for the enormous creature lying in the corner, listlessly picking its teeth with its paws...

It is naturally the Frost Dragon, Little White.

"I don't understand!"

Avril slammed her hand on the table, making the silver cutlery clang loudly.

"Why can my brother go, but I can't?"

"I've already reached the intermediate god level! Four profound mysteries! And I've even fused two more!"

She stood up, her excited voice echoing in the empty hall.

"In this Magnolia Plane."

"Besides Lord Beirut and my brother, who else can rival me?"

"I've had enough of this!"

"All I do every day is practice and daydream. There's no challenge at all. I'll rust!"

Jenny frowned and reached out to grab her daughter's sleeve, but Avril subtly dodged her.

"Avril, sit down."

Jenny's voice wasn't loud, but it carried the unique authority of a mother.

"Your brother is... he's an exception."

"He is the supreme god, a figure standing at the pinnacle."

"The higher planes are places that eat people!"

"With your level of skill, you'd be a genius here, but over there..."

Jenny paused, seemingly considering her words, not wanting to be too harsh on her daughter.

"Once you get there, you'll just be a slightly stronger ant."

"I don't believe it!"

Avril stiffened her neck and turned her gaze to the giant dragon in the corner.

"Xiaobai, what's up?"

Am I really that weak?

The newbie who was called out was startled.

Its massive dragon body shuddered violently, almost biting its own tongue.

Xiao Bai was heartbroken.

It had long ago refined the water-element superior godhood and become a water-element superior god.

But its role in this family has always been that of a pet that just loafs around and waits to die.

During this period of time.

Avril has been clamoring to go to the High Plane.

In order to avoid attracting attention.

Little White decisively transformed into the form of a giant dragon.

did not expect.

It eventually got noticed.

"Um... well, young master."

Xiao Bai spoke in a muffled voice, his voice like muffled thunder rolling across the floor.

It slowly raised its head, its huge dragon eyes filled with innocence and evasion.

It slowly raised its head, its huge dragon eyes filled with innocence and evasion.

"Well, although you do have good talent..."

"However, what the lady said also makes sense."

It shrank its neck, looking as if it wanted to relive the past.

"You have no idea how ruthless Master was back in the Monster Mountain Range."

"That's still a mortal realm."

"I've heard that in Hell, gods are everywhere, and even a random dog you pass by might be a high-ranking god..."

"And also..."

Little White shifted to a more comfortable position, its huge tail gently sweeping across the ground.

"Those of us who refine our divine essence to become gods, this is pretty much it for our lives."

"Why would you go to a place like that? To deliver vegetables?"

"I still think it's more comfortable to stay at home and sunbathe."

"That's because you're spineless!"

Avril stomped her feet in anger and pointed at Little White's nose, cursing him.

"You're such a lazy dragon! No wonder I didn't take you with me!"

Xiao Bai rolled its eyes, snorted, and stopped talking.

So what if I'm lazy?

Lazy dragons live a long life!

Look at those diligent ones, the grass on their graves is already several feet tall.

When Avril saw that no one was supporting her, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

She turned her head sharply and looked at her father, who had remained silent.

"Father!"

"Say something!"

"You have also grasped the profound mysteries of the fire element and become a god."

"Do you also want to spend your whole life stuck in this small place, just a nouveau riche?"

Doug's fingers paused slightly.

The wine in the glass finally rippled slightly.

He slowly raised his head.

Those eyes, which had witnessed countless battles and were now tempered by divine power, gazed calmly at their daughter.

There was no immediate response.

He was thinking.

Two hundred years is but a blink of an eye for a god-level expert.

But he could sense the restlessness in his daughter's heart.

That was the restless element flowing in the blood of the Bartley family.

Just like Raven.

Even just like myself back then.

Forcibly suppressing it would likely backfire.

But Jenny's concerns are not without merit.

The highest plane...

That's no joke.

Doug put down his glass, the metal base striking the table with a soft sound.

The soft sound instantly silenced the hall where the argument had been taking place.

All eyes were on him.

Doug didn't look at Avril, but instead looked out the window at the sky full of red leaves.