86: Chapter 86 Wholesale Ascension Artifacts!

Imperial Palace, side hall.

Regarding the decision of his Family members.

Allen did not feel surprised in the slightest.

To have the courage to refuse a ready-made Godhead, this kind of Heart-Nature is worthy of being his, Allen's, kin.

"Good."

Allen picked up his wine glass and drained it in one gulp.

The wine slid down his throat.

It ignited the atmosphere in the banquet hall like a trail of fire.

"Since you want to become a god independently, then you must walk this most difficult path!"

Allen slammed his wine glass onto the table, the crisp clinking sound echoing.

"But becoming a god independently requires an extremely long time."

"In these long years."

"I must ensure that you can survive."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Allen flipped his wrist.

"Clatter—"

It was like dumping out scrap metal.

Dozens of weapons and defensive gear, radiating terrifying pressure, instantly poured onto the long oak dining table.

The wide dining table was almost crushed.

The thick oak emitted a harsh, mournful groan.

The air inside the entire side hall of the Imperial Palace seemed to be completely drained at this moment.

The terrifying elemental fluctuations, like tangible waves, slammed fiercely against everyone's chests.

That was the pressure belonging to high-god artifacts!

Blades, swords, magic staves, armor, shields, and even small rings and necklaces.

Divine Artifacts of all styles were piled up like a mountain.

The blinding divine light intertwined, flashing so brightly that people could barely open their eyes.

Monroe stood up abruptly.

The high-backed chair beneath him smashed onto the floor with a "clang."

This emperor who controlled the Dawson Empire currently had his eyes widened like copper bells, his breathing even coming to a standstill.

The roasted lamb leg in Prince Jesson's hand dropped onto his plate with a "plop."

Grease splattered all over him, but he didn't even notice.

Yale's mouth was wide open.

Having stayed in the Necropolis of the Gods for ten years, he naturally understood the preciousness of Divine Artifacts.

But these in front of him…

"Big, Big Brother…"

Yale's tongue was tied.

"These… are all Divine Artifacts?"

Allen curled his finger and casually flicked a two-handed greatsword closest to him.

"Hum—"

A clear sword hum resonated outward.

The magic lamps in the great hall instantly shattered.

Only the light emitted by the Divine Artifacts illuminated everyone's faces in colorful hues.

"To be precise."

Allen corrected Yale.

"These are all high-god artifacts."

The entire banquet hall fell into a deathly silence.

high-god artifacts!

These four words were like a heavy hammer, slamming fiercely against everyone's hearts.

A single low-god artifact could cause the Saint-level Experts of the entire Yulan Continent to slaughter each other madly.

And now.

Dozens of high-god artifacts were piled up in front of them like cabbages.

Allen's gaze swept over everyone.

"Everyone pick three items."

"One high-god artifact for material attack."

"One high-god artifact for material defense."

"One high-level god artifact for soul defense."

Allen pointed to the pile of treasures on the table.

"From now on."

"As long as you wear this full three-piece set."

"You will be invincible existences among Saint-level Experts!"

"As for those of the Divine Rank?"

"Leave that to Sals and Walker!"

"…"

high-god artifacts were indeed good.

But Monroe and the others were currently only Saint-level Experts.

They fundamentally could not unleash the power of high-god artifacts.

Therefore.

Even with matching high-god artifacts.

They would still just be living targets in front of those of the Divine Rank.

However.

Allen believed in them.

As long as they stepped into the Lowgod Realm.

Under the support of Divine Power.

They would be able to fully unleash the power of the high-god artifacts.

By that time.

Even some weak Midgods would be unable to do anything to them.

"This…"

Monroe's chest heaved violently.

In the gaze he directed at Allen, besides pride, there was also an indescribable sense of awe.

What exactly did his eldest son do in the Necropolis of the Gods?

He practically went and looted the Necropolis of the Gods!

"Allen…"

Avril's eyes turned red.

She didn't care how powerful these Divine Artifacts were.

She only felt heartache for how many life-and-death battles her son had experienced to obtain these things.

"Mother, pick a few that look nice."

Allen smiled at her.

Immediately after.

He turned his head to look at Sals and Walker, who were standing guard outside the hall door.

These two overlords who once rampaged through the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

Were currently peering inside eagerly, their Adam's apples bobbing frantically.

"You two come over as well."

Allen beckoned.

Sals and Walker seemed to have been struck by a giant thunderbolt; they scrambled into the great hall.

"Master!"

The two knelt on one knee, their voices trembling.

"Since you have sworn to pledge your lives to the Dawson Family, I naturally will not treat you unfairly."

Allen's tone was calm.

"The same three-piece set, pick for yourselves."

Sals's large bald head slammed onto the stone slab, cracking it into spiderweb-like fissures.

Walker was so excited that flames ignited in his eyes.

They were only Highgods who had refined a Godhead; their strength was permanently fixed.

In the Yulan Continent where experts of the Divine Rank were as numerous as clouds, they could fall at any moment.

But with the high-god artifact three-piece set!

Their survival capabilities would skyrocket exponentially!

The family banquet ended in an extremely bizarre yet frenzied atmosphere.

Everyone held their three high-god artifacts as if they were holding fragile, priceless treasures.

Allen refused Monroe's attempt to make him stay and left the Imperial Palace that very night.

The night wind howled.

Allen turned into a stream of light and headed straight for the magical crystal mine within the Dawson Empire.

There, there was an independent cultivation space connecting the Yulan Continent and the Void Realm turbulence.

Passing through the deep mine tunnel.

Crossing the spatial barrier.

Inside the independent space, the elemental aura was so dense it was almost dripping water.

Just as he stepped in.

Two distinct, terrifying auras locked onto Allen.

Those were Allen's two God Clones.

The Water God Clone resided on the west side.

A layer of faint mist shrouded him, revealing bone-chilling coldness and illusion.

The Thunder God Clone stood on the south side.

Purple electric snakes darted wildly through his hair, radiating a violence that destroyed everything.

Although it was the same Soul.

This strange feeling of looking at oneself still made Allen find it interesting.

"Return."

Allen spat out two words lightly.

The two God Clones turned into streams of light and merged into Allen's body one after another.

"Boom!"

A terrifying torrent of energy exploded inside Allen's body instantly.

This was four distinct types of Divine Power!

The violence of fire, the gentleness of water, the destruction of thunder, and the ceaselessness of life.

Over these past ten years.

The Water God Clone and the Thunder God Clone had been staying in the independent space to Cultivate bitterly.

They had long ago crossed that threshold and successfully advanced to Midgods!

Two brand new Midgod Divine Powers, mixed with Fire-element Midgod Divine Power and Life-element Lowgod Divine Power.

They were like four furious dragons, crashing wildly through Allen's limbs and bones.

Allen's true body's muscles, bones, and Meridians were torn apart in an instant, and then reorganized in an instant.

The pain brought by this tearing and reorganization was enough to make ordinary Divine Rank experts suffer a mental breakdown.

But Allen didn't even frown.

He gritted his teeth, letting the Divine Power wash over him.

Behind the pain was an unimaginably extreme sense of comfort.

That was the pleasure of the Physical Body breaking through shackles and evolving madly!

Strange divine patterns began to appear on the surface of his bones.

As his blood flowed, it actually emitted a roar like a tsunami.

Even more terrifying was the transformation of the Soul.

The Souls of the four God Clones, plus the Soul of the true body.

Five sources of identical Soul Power perfectly overlapped in the Sea of Consciousness.

The Soul ocean instantly expanded by more than ten times!

The Soul Power that was originally like a lake had now transformed into a turbulent ocean.