As the war god disappeared the sky turned clear and the oppressive sacred aura vanished. Slowly, one by one the onlookers, Supremes, wizard soldiers on the ground began getting up from their knees.
The lower gods also stood up and exchanging glances with each other. Now, the equation has changed. Kent became the inheritor of the War God legacy. They all know that Kent would reach the spirit realm one day and become one of the gods.
Now, every god race and demi-gods were thinking about how to join the good side of Kent.
Meanwhile, the live broadcast connected again, the situation at blessed land being displayed before everyone who were far away in other realms. The aurora glasses started working and every vision was directed at Kent.
Just after seeing Kent who is a Supreme Magus now and glowing with otherworldly treasures, Jason dropped back like a thunder struck man. Ryon stood up from his seat and moved close to the aurora glass to check his eyes.
“He… He… He did!?” Ryon muttered with a trembling hand.
“Master… Master…” Jason’s servant came running into the hall with a loud shout. “Someone got the war god’s inheritance. Do something, Master… Master!?” The servant stopped in his tracks as a bottle of wine struck his head.
“Boom… Phat… Phat…” Jason roared uncontrollably in a heartbreaking cry. All the things in that hall shattered as the Mana power mixed in his cry. Jason’s eyes turned blood red and he smashed the table with bare fists.
Ryon is still staring at the aurora glass in disbelief. When Jason got war god inheritance years back, he only got one single weapon as legacy reward. But Kent transformed into Supreme Magus, directly crossing the Mortal Sovereign realm.
Meanwhile on the blessed land, Sophia, Amelia and Lucy were making loud cries in excited tones. Beside them, the arbiter lady is worrying for Fatty who is still unconscious on the throne steps.
When Madam Clark heard about Kent receiving the war god legacy, she broke out in tears. She hugged her sister Eila with happy tears.
Supreme Sword Magus smiling like a ten year old kid as he succeeded in disrupting the plans of other realm heads. The Supreme Staff magus lady saw this genuine smile on sword magus face after decades.
Simon is still staring at Kent from the edge of blessed land with blood shot eyes. He even thought of attacking Kent with his newly attained Celestial Staff. But he felt afraid to do that.
On other hand, the gods began lining towards Kent as they wanted to maintain a good relationship with him. They all heard what war god said to Kent. For the sake of future safety, everybody wants to be on the safer side.
The first to approach was the Storm God, his presence heralded by the faint rumble of distant thunder.
“Congratulations, brother!” The Storm God greeted with a smile.
Kent felt surprised by the call. But he immediately greeted back. “Respected Strom God, It is my fortune to meet you. But, I’m still far away from the position of a brother. I’m forever indebted to you as your inheritance is the reason for my success today.” Kent replied in a humble tone.
“You don’t need to act humble. Every god came from a lesser realm like you now. It’s only time that is stopping you from becoming one of us. I hope we will be brothers in future. Please accept my gifts as our meeting presents.
Without talking back, Kent nodded his head and placed his hand in Storm God’s palm.
Immediately, a surge of energy flowed into Kent’s body. The sensation was overwhelming, as if the very essence of the Storm God was being infused into him.
Kent’s body began to glow, his muscles rippling with newfound strength. His skin hardened, taking on the invincible sheen of the Tyrant Ascension Body, a state known only to those who had mastered the Storm God Tyrant Physique.
Lightning crackled around him, dancing across his skin like a living thing, the power of the storm now inseparable from his being. Kent’s eyes turned lightening white with a bright glow.
“Bear this power with wisdom. Let it be a shield to protect the innocent and a sword to vanquish the wicked.”
The Storm God then blessed with his hand raised as a blessing. In the next instance, two silver balls flew beside Kent. Stay updated with empire
“Brother, these two silver balls were gifted to me by a God’s architect Vajra. These two can change form with your thoughts. They can become your second pair of hands to yield another weapon. I hope they will be in good use.” The sword magus said, passing the control over two silver hands to Kent.
Kent felt immense gratitude towards Storm god as he saw the two silver balls transforming like another pair of hands to him.
As the Storm God stepped back, the God of Music gracefully approached. He was ethereal, his form shimmering like a mirage, his movements fluid and rhythmic as if he was the embodiment of music itself.
In his hands, he held a large white lotus, its petals pristine and glowing with a soft, serene light.
“This lotus is no ordinary flower. It is the ‘Eternal Sacred Lotus of Milk Sea’ which can expand and contract based on your needs. When you sit upon it, your mind will find perfect harmony, and your cultivation will be focused.” He presented the lotus to Kent.
Kent bowed his head and thanked the God of Music with humble words.
Next, the God of Fire strode forward, his body radiating an intense heat that made the air around him sparkle. In his hand, he carried a magnificent armor, forged from the flames of the Eternal Fire.
The armor was alive with fiery patterns, shifting and flickering like embers in a roaring blaze. “This is the Spirit Armor naturally produced from Inferno sea,” the God of Fire announced, his voice like the crackling of a roaring fire.
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