The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

Chapter 855: The Child Of Doom

As if blessed by chaos itself, Maximus’s child floated midair, as various chaotic phenomena swirled around the Aeon Plane.

As soon as this happened, strands of energy, born from every energy and laws, swiftly wrapped around his child.

Not to be outdone, the amalgamation of will, carrying the desires of every being in the Aeon Plane, stirred to life.

Drilling holes through the dense net of energy, various strands of this amalgamation of will seeped into the child.

Absorbing the sins, pain, and misfortune of all beings, the amalgamation of will emitted a gloomy aura that deepened to black.

Noticing this ominous energy, Maximus remained unfazed.

He had already deduced his child’s situation: this negative energy was not a curse but a prime energy that could further nurture his child’s potential.

“Hah, it seems my child is more talented than I thought…”

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Meanwhile, as Maximus’s child reached the final stage of conception, all beings in the Aeon Plane, mortal and overlord alike, felt something being stripped from their bodies.

Their sins, their pain, all their misfortune seemed to dissipate.

Their bodies felt light as a feather, their minds clear as a sea breeze, and their origin was cleared away from all its blemishes.

Turning toward a certain direction, an impulse stirred in their hearts to bow.

It was different from the inauguration of the Aeon Plane’s ruler.

Instead of respect and power, this induction felt like a curse, manipulating their bodies and minds.

Fortunately, the induction wasn’t too powerful that most powerhouses managed to resist reacting.

“What just happened?!”

“Has another ruler ascended to the Aeon Plane?”

“Impossible! With Lord Maximus power, how could a new ruler ascend silently?”

“Then what is this feeling? Though weaker, it carries the same majesty as when Lord Maximus ascended as ruler of the Aeon Plane.”

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Noticing the commotion, Maximus released a calming aura that erased all memory of the matter.

Such impulse and awe to greatness was a phenomenon that could only happen once a natural plane level physique was born.

Not wanting to publicize the disturbance his child had caused, he could only erase their memory.

Though confident he could protect her, the less trouble the better.

“This child…”

Though he possessed one, coupled with ten units of myriad energy, the odds of his child inheriting a plane-level physique were nearly nonexistent.

Yet here it was, induced by the collective will and expectations of all beings in the Aeon Plane, a talent destined to stand above all was born!

It might seem like a plane-level physique is unremarkable, offering only a slight boost in power.

However, the true might of a plane-level physique could only be fully unleashed at the Tier 13 Archon Realm.

Like a hammer too heavy for a child to wield, it could be more of a burden than a source of power in the lower realms.

Even a Tier 12 Overlord Realm, though one might swing this hammer, it requires so much force that it’s counterproductive.

It could be said that a pseudo-plane-level physique was more practical than a true one in the Overlord Realm.

Meanwhile, as Maximus healed and reorganized the chaotic energy in Etheria’s body, the surrounding net of energy encapsulating their child suddenly collapsed.

Taking the baby in his arms, Maximus couldn’t help but smile.

“From now on, you will be named Eshka, the symbol of destruction and rebirth, a being who could signal the end of chaos,” Maximus declared solemnly.

As if pleased with her name, Eshka giggled, pinching and playing with his face.

“Eshka, come to your mother’s hands. Let’s see the mischievous spirit that tormented me for millions of years…” Etheria muttered, feeling her body restored to its peak.

Before, because of Eshka, she felt as though she carried the weight of the world; now, she felt as light as a feather.

Handing Etheria, the little girl, Maximus finished deducing his child’s potential.

[Eshka Shadowcrest:

Strength: Tier 12 Overlord Realm

Physique: Doom of Chaos (Plane Level)]

“As expected of my child!”

An overlord at birth, coupled with a plane-level physique, Eshka stood at the pinnacle of the Aeon Plane from the moment she was born!

Yet, as he analyzed the power of her physique, the Doom of Chaos, Maximus couldn’t help but frown.

True to her name, Eshka’s physique held the power to bring chaos to ruin.

While it could absorb all sins, pain, and misfortune, it could also amplify its power, unleashing destruction on everything.

Worse, because Eshka was so young, she couldn’t control her physique.

As a result, she unconsciously emitted an aura of doom, influencing every being to commit more sins, endure more pain, and attract misfortune.

This cycle could continuously fuel her growth, causing more suffering in turn.

With more suffering, her ability would get stronger, strengthening the suffering, further increasing her ability, then more suffering, until everything was doomed.

It could be said that Eshka’s mere existence set everything on a path to ruin.

“This child is really causing trouble…” Maximus sighed helplessly, pinching her cheeks.

Being on the same level as his own ability, he couldn’t fully suppress the influence of her physique.

While he could shield the beings of the Aeon Plane from the power of doom, the same couldn’t be said for the entire Planar Chaos Region.

Once a physique reached plane level, no power could fully suppress it.

As long as chaos flowed, somewhere, sometime, or somehow, the influence of their ability would persist.

Even if weak, as a child of chaos, their power remained unyielding, unaffected by anything.

This was evident in how Maximus successfully traversed the chaotic void, even while unconscious.

With his ability, True Path, no matter his state or strength, he would always reach his desired destination.

In Eshka’s case, even if he removed the influence of her power, doom would always befall someone or something.

Unfortunately, without her control, Maximus could only blame those suffering for their bad luck.

Like a death reaper with no specific target, her power of doom struck randomly, without aiming at anyone or anything.

“You kid are truly a cute trouble…”