125: Chapter 125 Family Reunion!
Chapter 125: Family Reunion!
The Dawson Empire.
The wind in the imperial garden swirled past the stone table.
Avril rubbed her moist eyes, about to reply.
A terrifying wave of energy that made space itself tremble suddenly swept wildly from the far north.
This aura was far too overbearing.
The flowers, birds, insects, and fish within Huayang City fell silent in an instant.
In the corner of the pavilion.
Sals, who had been dozing on the ground, suddenly jerked his neck upright.
In his earthy-yellow eyes, a wild joy erupted that could melt ice and snow.
Walker, a Highgod who was usually as steady as a mountain, leaped up and roared toward the sky.
"This aura—"
"This is absolutely Master's aura!"
Walker's voice was trembling.
Sals had already turned into an afterimage, rushing in front of Monroe.
"Old Master!"
"Master is back!"
"He has stepped onto the soil of the Yulan Continent!"
The excitement of the two Highgod magical beasts caused the teacup in Monroe's hand to shatter to pieces.
The tea splashed onto his casual robes, but Monroe was completely oblivious.
"Really?"
"He's really back?"
Monroe's lips quivered.
"Walker, you didn't sense it wrong, did you?"
"The teleportation array between Hell and here—"
Yale jumped up, clenching his fists tightly.
Before he could finish his sentence.
The originally peaceful sky was suddenly torn apart by an invisible giant hand.
A thunderous sonic boom erupted.
A black stream of light crossed ten thousand miles at a speed that surpassed the limits of thought.
The stream of light came to a steady halt above the imperial garden.
Allen's black hair fluttered in the wind.
Standing in the Void Realm, he looked down at his Family below with a complex gaze.
A thousand years.
The bloody storms of Hell had not erased his deep attachment to this land.
The book in Avril's hand slipped to the ground.
She stared blankly at the slender figure in the sky.
Tears instantly breached her eyes like a broken dam.
"Allen—"
Allen's figure flickered slightly, instantly appearing in front of Avril.
He knelt on one knee and took his mother's cold hand.
"Mother, I'm back."
Avril tremblingly caressed Allen's face.
"You've grown thin."
"You must have suffered a lot over there—"
A mother's words were always so simple.
She didn't care how many treasures Allen had brought back; she only cared if he was cold or hungry.
"I didn't suffer."
"Your son did quite well over there."
Allen's throat tightened slightly.
He smiled and squeezed her slightly rough hands.
Monroe took a few deep breaths of the dry, hot air.
He sized Allen up.
Although Allen didn't deliberately release his aura,
the restrained pressure still made him feel suffocated.
"It's good that you're back."
"What Realm are you in now?"
Monroe patted Allen's shoulder.
Grey and Yale also crowded forward, their eyes filled with admiration and curiosity.
As the commander of the Empire, Grey was the most sensitive to power.
He could feel that Allen's current body was like a fathomless ocean.
Allen stood up and looked at his two brothers behind him.
"Fire, Water, Lightning, and Life."
"Four God Clones, and all of them have reached the Highgod Realm."
The surroundings instantly fell dead silent.
Sals and Walker stared with wide eyes.
Having fused with sparks to become Highgods, they knew exactly how difficult it was to make a Breakthrough independently.
Yet Allen had actually trained four of them at the same time!
Allen's tone was as casual as if he were speaking of a trivial matter.
"Furthermore,"
"my Fire God Clone has already reached the end of the Laws."
"I have achieved Great Perfection."
Monroe's teapot overturned once again.
Grey and Yale looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Big brother,"
"what does 'Great Perfection' mean?"
Yale scratched his head.
He still had only a superficial understanding of Hell's Rank system.
Walker swallowed hard from the side, his voice hoarse.
"That is the limit of the Laws, the uncrowned king among gods!"
"In the countless hundreds of millions of years of Hell, how many Great Perfections can emerge?"
"Old Master, Master is now truly an existence standing at the very peak of the pyramid!"
Yale's mouth fell open, unable to close for a long time.
"Holy crap—"
"My big brother is actually this fierce?"
Looking at his brother's silly expression, Allen laughed and gave him a playful punch.
"What about Linley?"
"Big brother, did you see Third Bro in Hell?"
Soon,
Yale snapped out of it, his eyes lighting up.
He shared a deep bond with Linley, so he naturally cared about Linley's situation.
"He is with the Four Divine Beasts Clan."
"I met with him before I left; he is now a Clan Elder as well."
Allen nodded.
In his mind, the scene of Linley breaking through to the Highgod Realm surfaced.
That little kid he had guided back in the Magical Beast Mountain Range had finally grown up.
That evening,
the Dawson imperial palace was brilliantly illuminated.
This was not just a welcome feast, but a grand celebration for the entire Dawson Family.
The tentacles of the Dawson Chamber of Commerce reached across the entire continent, and the direct lineage of the Family was incredibly vast.
Inside the grand hall, the younger generation of various skin colors packed the place to the brim.
Most of them were the descendants of Grey and Yale.
Looking at Allen in the main seat, these youths' eyes were so burning hot they seemed about to catch fire.
That was the legendary Old Ancestor!
—
That was the guardian deity of the Dawson Empire!
A little boy took advantage of his Elders' inattention and slipped to Allen's side.
He tugged at Allen's black robe.
"Old Ancestor,"
"are there really Demonic Beasts in Hell that can swallow mountains?"
Allen couldn't help but laugh.
He patted the boy's head.
From his space ring, he took out some assorted snacks and little trinkets from Hell.
These things, common everywhere in Hell, were priceless treasures in the Yulan Continent.
Afterwards,
Allen took out several Jade Slips and tossed them to Grey, Yale, and the others.
"These contain information about Hell."
"They include introductions to the Mysteries of the Laws of Lightning and Water, which will be useful to you!"
"Awesome!
"
Grey held them as if they were his most precious treasures.
"Big brother,"
"you really care about us the most."
Yale also chuckled and tucked them into his shirt.
Allen looked at this large Family.
The steaming delicacies.
The noisy laughter.
He suddenly felt that all the tedious killing and closed-door cultivation in Hell had gained meaning.
Protection.
This was his motivation to grow stronger.
A few days later.
—
Having settled his Family affairs, Allen headed to the Dark Forest alone.
Just as he stepped into that eerie forest,
Beirut's signature hoarse voice transmitted directly to him.
"Allen."
"You brat, you finally decided to come visit this old man."
Hearing this,
Allen quickened his pace and soon entered the Metal Castle.
"Greetings, Lord Beirut."
Looking at Beirut on the rocking chair,
Allen bowed slightly and saluted in a respectful tone.
Although he was a Great Perfection expert,
the one before him was a genuine Sovereign.
Allen naturally didn't dare to be arrogant in front of him!
"Great Perfection."
"You are several thousand years faster than I anticipated."
Beirut, wearing his classic black robe, sized Allen up with a half-smile.
Even though his Dark God Clone had personally witnessed Allen's Breakthrough,
looking at Allen before him now, he still felt a sense of unreality.
"My Lord flatters me."
"I must also thank you for your past guidance, Lord Beirut."
Hearing Beirut's words,
a faint smile appeared on Allen's face.
"Let's go."
"I'll take you to a good place."
Beirut grinned.
In the next instant,
both of them vanished from where they stood.
They moved so fast that even space itself trembled slightly.