"Now, follow me, or I'll drag all of you to your fucking home, half-dead and on your knees!"
Jason meant every single word he said.
He didn't fear the Royal Primordials anymore.
The beings he was currently facing were far stronger, such as Yan, and the being he presumed to encounter at any moment.
Since Origin energy had entered his body, sweeping through every single cell of his body, his standards had elevated to a level that no one except other Primordial God Candidates could understand.
Right now, his cultivation base might still be at the Yimal stage, but his combat prowess was far above that.
His Godly foundation was constructed of Origin energy, and all of his God's Halos were brimming with even more Origin energy that had yet to be digested.
It was as if his entire being had already been elevated to a state where he was stronger than Ancient Royal Primordials.
This might not actually be the case, but the realms of ordinary Gods did not interest or excite him anymore.
That was because Jason knew that he would be able to become a God without any issues before reaching the age of 1000 years.
And even more so, he could tell that he would become a different type of Primordial God just shortly after attaining Godhood.
This was, at the very least, his plan, and also something that the Origin energy within his body told him to achieve.
There were only a few issues at hand that he had to solve.
But it was exactly the same Origin energy that led him towards the God-ranked Veil, and the Primordial God candidate.
It was almost as if the answer he wanted to find out was waiting there for him. All he had to do was grasp it.
With that in mind, Jason tweaked his teleportation to teleport every single being in his Celestia aura near the God-ranked Veil.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})It appeared a few hundred thousand kilometers ahead of him but he could see it clearly.
Instinctively, his Celestia aura let go of the other Primordials as his entire focus was on the wave of the Veil ahead of him.
"Let me be honest, if you guys don't want to fight, just don't act as if you are powerful, or any better than others. The moment you flee, the reputation of the three Primordial races will be tarnished.
Just what do you think would the races you govern think if they were to know that their master fled from a fight without giving his all?
Would they feel reassured to be under your wing, or would they try to cut ties with you, and join the ranks of other Primordials?
If and only if none of you care about all of this, you should leave.
But then, none of you should call themselves Primordials anymore, because it would be a shame for cowards like you guys to be born as Primordials.
It would have been better for some brave beings from common races to replace you instead!!"
Jason was not in a nice mood thanks to the Primordials behind him.
And his last comment was exactly why he didn't care in the slightest about the Primordial races.
They were just born privileged, and it was only obvious for some of them to be cowards.
As such, even if they were to attain Godhood, what was the use of it?
Thus, one would have to be able to nurture brave warriors, and actively provide them the opportunity to attain the necessary talent to become a god.
That was something Jason was trying to achieve, but it was easier said than done.
After all, it was certainly not easy to increase someone's talent, at least, not in the Universe he was currently residing in.
Jason had already done his research, and the Universe's Origin energy provided him with some information.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Digesting the Origin energy had become very important for him, even as a means to procure crucial information that he would require in the near future.
However, even if his mind was processing the provided information, Jason was also thinking about the situation ahead.
Right now, only a few Vile existences that had the strength of Gods had emerged from the Veil.
And there were already two beings fighting against them…if one could even call it that.
It was more like the young man with blonde hair and emerald eyes were slaughtering the Vile existences as if they were made of paper.
Jason's focus was not on the man, but rather on the faint wisp-like strands of energy that emerged from the body of every single Vile existence that was killed by the man, and the beast next to him.
The wisp-like strands of energy entered the man's body, but that was already everything Jason was able to see.
He had no idea what use these strands of energy had, but they were the most similar to the Soul energy that shrouded his soul world core before the time he reached the Ascendion stage.
Yet, he averted his focus towards the beast that was fought by the young-looking man's side as quickly as his attention was drawn to the strands of energy.
It was a ginormous fox with dark-greenish fur.
However, the fox was, by no means, normal.
First of all, both the fox and the young-looking man had a bond with each other.
Jason could clearly see this thanks to his Divine eyes.
However, their bond was not normal, but incomparably thicker than the soul connection Jason had with his soulbonds.
With the use of Origin energy that coursed through his eyes, he was clearly able to tell that they were not only connected but also that their energy fluctuations were exactly the same.
This was impossible, or at least, it should have been impossible, even for twins.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})'Are…they one existence?!?' Jason suddenly asked himself, as he kept watching the two beings.
His eyes were fixated on the Fox that was much stronger than any kind of Beast God he had encountered so far.
It was even stronger than the Spatial Beast God.
And this was something quite intimidating, even more so because the Fox had nine tails, with each of them being of a different color.
The colors that had been merged with the dark-greenish color of its fur were connecting something similar to a stigma visible around the area where the colors changed.
Each color of the nine-tailed fox represented one elemental affinity, and each stigma on a tail enhanced the elemental affinity drastically.
This increased the Nine-tailed fox's strength to another level.
However, that was not even necessary to slaughter their way through the rows of Vile existences that emerged from the Veil.
The nine-tailed fox was physically strong and fast enough to kill every single existence around itself with ease.
Even Jason was not sure if he could survive its attack…he did not think it would be possible with his current combat prowess.
"That's Emperor Kyle, and his Spirit Soul, Arashi." The Celestia God next to him suddenly informed him in a much calmer voice than before.
Lots of thoughts were ravaging through the Celestia God's mind, but he knew that Jason's earlier words had been correct.
As such, even if he hated Jason for being arrogant and a 'know it all', it was obvious that he was right, and that it would hurt his race's reputation much more if he were to flee from the Veil wave!
With that in mind, he was ready to fight, even if he hated Kyle, and Jason as well!
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[A/N: The following chapters may seem quite fast, or even rushed.
However, I did everything I could in order to create a great Multiverse, which means that other stories will cover the points that seem rushed in God's Eyes!]
