Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

Ivia held the sun in her hand and demonstrated the creation of starlight on the spot.

"Those who achieve merit will receive my reward!"

The newly born star clan, who had nothing, were originally desperate outlaws among desperate outlaws. Now that the whole colorful world was in front of them, they would not hesitate to risk their lives again.

The howling Nova Clan became excited and pounced in all directions like hungry wolves.

"Can I go too?" Zuiyas' eyes felt hot and his hands were itching.

Upon hearing this, Ivia threw a soul coin to him. Before Zuiyas could reach out to take it, the soul coin disappeared into the air.

"No, you'd better think about how to control yourself." Ivia can use threats to make the Abyss Jar temporarily obedient, but if someone else takes the initiative to use it, the nature of the Abyss Jar cannot be suppressed.

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Wang Qiang (Apocalypse Paradise): "What happened?! I'm still mining, but why are you telling me I'm performing a high-risk operation to steal resources? Isn't this world ownerless? I paid my protection fee! Bodyguard, go check it out!"

Recruiting Nuclear Mage (Samsara Paradise): "I'm on the surface. These Star Clan cyborgs haven't made any major moves other than preparing for war. Just focus on mining. Don't worry about other problems. I'll take care of them."

Gwyn Ivya (Lord of the Chosen Paradise of Samsara): "It's okay, go ahead and dig. Just be careful to avoid the Star Clan members wearing spider silk clothes on the ground. They are my people."

Recruiting Core Mage (Reincarnation Paradise): "..."

Wang Qiang (Apocalypse Paradise): "Boss Bodyguard, can you handle this?"

Recruiting Core Mage (Samsara Paradise): "Yes, we will win!"

Hasbi (Reincarnation Paradise): "Screenshot taken."

Guini (Sanctuary Paradise): "Screenshot taken."

Killer 528 (Death Paradise): "The boss seems to be in a bad mood this time. Everyone in the candidate location has been killed. You're just a fool!"

Recruiting a Core Mage (Reincarnation Paradise): "??? Boss, I was wrong. Boss Avia, I was just kidding! Boss!!!"

Ivya ignored the plea for mercy, turned off the world contact channel, and continued to create starlight.

The new stars that spread out from all directions soon caused chaos in this peaceful and harmonious world.

However, the outcome of the battle was different from what Ivia had expected. This group of new stars only had an identity, and Ivia had originally intended to let them fight hard to gain a foothold.

As a result, they were unstoppable.

Ivia clearly remembered that the mission prompt said that the Chosen Paradise had completed its war preparations, so how could this result happen?

Aivia used the authority of the Lord of the World, stopped what she was doing, and carefully scanned the entire world.

The truth she discovered shocked her.

The so-called combat readiness reorganization of this group of chosen ones in Paradise means that they fight on their own and drag each other down. Whoever runs faster is the defender, and whoever kneels first is the vanguard.

They didn't even carefully investigate the number and strength of the Nova Clan, and surrendered like fence-sitters.

After a brief thought, Ivia immediately guessed their thoughts. This group of people in the paradise of the chosen ones should have some way to distinguish the real star people and recognize the nature of the new star people.

In their eyes, the invasion of the Nova Clan was an internal conflict among their masters, and the dogs only had to bark, because in the end it didn't matter who they served as dogs for.

Ivia smiled slightly. The New Star Clan was not the well-fed people in the Star God Courtyard, but a group of people who had nothing. Now the interests of the Chosen Paradise had not been touched. When they realized that they could not even keep their own dog food bowl, the war would officially begin.

However, by that time, the number of Nova Clan should increase exponentially.

Chapter 176 The Earl of Glamorgan

More than a decade ago, the Earl of Glamorgan was still a duke. Because he failed to stand on the side when Queen Illaoi was defeated, he was liquidated afterwards and most of his property was stolen, becoming the earl he is today.

However, as a member of the Star Clan who had already undergone transformation surgery, he did not care about it. On the contrary, he was grateful. If this was not the place of civilization in the Star Clan, he might have died long ago!

Even though his wealth has been shrinking in recent years, he still maintains the glory of being a star noble.

"King Glamorgan II! How many times have I told you not to read the newspaper during dinner?"

The Earl of Glamorgan said to his eldest son who had grown up.

"And you're not allowed to eat with a spoon. We Star Clan nobles should use knives and forks!"

The Earl of Glamorgan became more and more disgusted with his dark-skinned son, but the reconstruction surgery was too expensive for a fallen earl like him to afford. Even he himself could only apply silver powder on his skin year after year to maintain the decent skin color of the Star Clan.

He could only watch helplessly as his son grew up like those lowly refugees.

"How many times have I told you to call me Duoduo? I'm really tired of this long, meaningless name. What else do you have besides a name?"

"Also! What else can we use to eat this liquid food if not a spoon?"

The young man asked his father angrily.

"What do you know? This is the Star Clan's uniform ration for when they are about to face a powerful opponent and go to war! Everyone of us has an obligation to cooperate!"

The Earl of Glamorgan said with a look of disappointment.

"Also! Don't shout at the dinner table! It's unbecoming of a noble!"

The father and son were arguing as usual.

Until the messenger soldiers broke into his dilapidated house.

"Glamorgan! Does Glamorgan live here?"

"You should call me the Earl of Glamorgan! Insolent soldier!"

Glamorgan said angrily.

"I am the Duke!" the soldier retorted angrily.

Glamorgan immediately bent down and said in a humble manner:

"Sorry, I didn't recognize you!"

The soldier didn't care about anything else and took out a crumpled conscription notice from his pocket and threw it to Glamorgan.

The name originally filled in was crossed out and the name of Tudor Glamorgan was written instead.

"Is this a mistake? I only have this one son!"

The Earl of Glamorgan asked in disbelief, this is the great Star Clan, why would they let their only son go to the battlefield?

Has the rebellion gotten this serious? Didn't they say that the restrictions would be lifted soon if a powerful entity didn't arrive?

"Then you go?" The soldier didn't understand Glamorgan's meaning at all. He took out the enchanted sword and pointed it at Glamorgan and asked.

Glamorgan wanted to say something else, but the silver sword had already cut through his noble skin. Glamorgan could only nod and signal to go.

Without even having time to arrange his final arrangements, Glamorgan was dragged from his home, thrown into a troop carrier, and sent to the front line.

After experiencing a very bad teleportation, before Glamorgan could even stand firm, the position around him was empty. The old man was thrown into a battlefield that was about to fall.

Glamorgan's subconscious experience from his early years of life and death helped him dodge a water arrow. He then looked up at the front of the position and saw starlight wrapped around the enemy's hands and around them.

Damn!

The Earl of Glamorgan immediately realized that this was not a rebellion, or rather, it was not a rebellion that they should participate in. This was an infighting among the gods in the Star God Courtyard.

"I surrender!"

Glamorgan immediately raised his hands.

The Star Gods seemed to be accustomed to surrender, and did not even tie up Glamorgan. They just kept shouting that they would continue to move forward for the sake of the goddess Illaoi.

The familiar name made Earl Glamorgan ecstatic yet puzzled. Queen Illaoi was only a half-blooded Star Clan member, so how could she control so many gods? This didn't make sense!

"I am a supporter of Her Majesty Queen Illaoi! I have been persecuted to this extent but I still remember my loyalty!" The Earl of Glamorgan did not continue to think deeply, but shouted it out directly, and was complacent about his wisdom back then.

This was the first time that the newly born star tribe encountered such a situation. They looked at each other, not knowing how to deal with it.

The matter involved the goddess, so they had to be serious. Finally, they worked out a solution. The person who needed to go back to claim the merit would take this person to the goddess, and the goddess would handle it personally.

"How disrespectful! I am a Star Clan noble, how can I allow a brown-skinned slave to travel with me?" The Earl of Glamorgan was the first to jump out and object.

This neurotic speech amused a few people. Without any explanation, they knocked him out and took him to the back.

When the Earl of Glamorgan woke up again, a familiar figure, the former Queen Illaoi, appeared before him.

"Your Majesty Illaoi! I have been waiting for you for so long! You are finally back!"

The Earl of Glamorgan expressed his loyalty.

Ivia looked at the man's raised face, and the inherited memory of the original owner flashed through her mind. There was such a person, but loyalty should have nothing to do with this person.

"The Duke of Glamorgan, right?" Ivia asked while bestowing starlight on the people in line.

After receiving the starlight, these people, who originally had different skin colors, quickly turned silver-white from the inside out.

"What are you doing? You are blaspheming the Star God!!!"

The Earl of Glamorgan's eyes were bloodshot and his expression changed instantly.

This tone made Ivia suddenly understand that this was a dog, and a dog that was brainwashing itself.

"What did I blaspheme?" Ivia asked with amusement.

"Star God! You are blaspheming the Star God! Do you know that every Star God is a god bestowed by heaven? You are disrespecting the Star God by making such counterfeit and shoddy goods!"

The Earl of Glamorgan was so angry that he was almost foaming at the mouth, and even the silver powder on his skin was barely sticking to it.

"Oh! Then what do you think are the differences between them and your Star God?"

Ivia asked.

The Earl of Glamorgan was suddenly at a loss, and tried to explain with random gestures, but he didn't know where to start.

"Black Prince Morgan?"

As luck would have it, a person who was queuing up to receive the blessing recognized the Earl of Glamorgan and asked in surprise.

Ivia looked at the petrified Glamorgan, then at the person who had called out his name, waiting for an explanation.

"He was a prince from a small race who was taken advantage of. He waited for many years in the candidate land, spent all his money and even sold his wife before he became a half-star!"

After receiving the blessing and turning into silver-white, the visitor explained to Avia.

Ivia shook her head. Not long after Glamorgan was sent here, information about him was summarized by Zuiyas.

The Earl of Glamorgan now lives in only one old house.

"I'm not some prince! I'm the Earl of Glamorgan, a noble Star Clan aristocrat!"

Glamorgan straightened his back as if to encourage himself.