The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

Chapter 440: War preparation

While Astra and Alice were celebrating in happiness after seeing their daughter's talent evaluation.

The Etherium Alliance was in a frenzy upon seeing the result of Cathlin's evaluation.

Ultimate Level—although they knew of its existence, they didn't expect it to be born in their dimension.

S-level potential was already rare.

Having such talent could already guarantee one to reach tier 8, furthermore with enough resources and time reaching tier 9 is not a problem.

Seeing ultimate level potential, they couldn't imagine what height such a person can reach.

After calming down, they hurriedly reported it to their superior, the five supreme ruler of the Etherium Realm.

As for the safety of Cathin, they didn't worry.

There were in the testing ground of the Astral Continent one of the safest place in Etherium realm.

Especially in this time of unified testing, there were always a hundred Apex Sovereign on standby.

Since the establishment of Etherium Alliance, security has always been the number one concern.

Although fighting and killing still happened, it was only in designated areas like the Chaotic Sea, Arenas, Wild Land, Secret Realm, etc.

If there had been fighting and killing everywhere, forget about fighting and winning in Dimensinal Wars, they could just kill themselves.

The Etherium Realm couldn't progress if there is no feeling of safety, thus safety is the first priority even for the weakest individual.

Still, to use manpower more efficiently, the degree of protection depends of potential, importance and contribution.

An S-level talent basically had the highest protection; as soon as they were born, a Tier 9 Apex Sovereign would be sent immediately.

Until they reached Tier 8, this guard would be watching at all times to prevent any accidents.

Now having a phenomenal prodigy surpassing S-level, Three Apex Sovereigns were already on their way to escort the child.

With the Etherium Alliance causing such a commotion, Maximus attention turn to Cathlin.

"Cathlin? I didn't expect the appearance of the ultimate physique would be this soon..."

Although the Etherium Realm is only a Tier 9 dimension, with the help of the World Tree, it already has a prototype of a Tier 12 dimension.

Giving birth to talented individuals was only natural.

The proof of this is a thousand individuals possessing dimensional-level physiques being born in just the past hundred years.

One had to know that in all of Etherium Realm's existence, there have been less than 100 individuals born with dimensional-level physiques.

Now, in just a hundred years, it multiplied the amount tenfold.

Looking at Cathlin, Maximus thought of his unmarried sons.

"No, too young," Maximus hurriedly shook his head.

Cathlin was only three years old; it was too young to marry his thousand-year-old sons.

"No matter, just let it be."

Not wanting to delve into the emotional life of his children, Maximus couldn't help but think of their current situation.

It's been about three hundred years since they had gone to the dimensional battlefield

Except for the first hundred years, when they were still leisurely, having the time to go back home.

In the last hundreds of years, they barely returned, fearing that they would be killed on the dimensional battlefield.

Logging out in the dimensional battlefield was not simply returning to the original world.

Depending on how many points they earned, they would be imposed with various restrictions.

In the last hundred years, they were not even allowed to log out.

Unless they were killed or surrendered, they couldn't return home.

"I hope they are fine..."

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Virtual Realm, Dimensional Battlefield.

In the Shadowcrest Outpost, Liam was listening to the report of his wives, Amara and Elysienne.

"The forces in the inner area is coming to us?" Liam frowned in worry.

The dimensional battlefield is divided into three areas: Exile area, Outer area, and Inner area.

The closer to the center, the stronger the enemy was.

The Exile area was usually where individuals without foundation stayed.

They were the disregarded talent, with no chance of joining any organization.

Those with little talent and who were confident in their strength, however, stayed in the outer area.

Not only was the area more prosperous with higher materials that could be mined; the points they earned were also double that of the exile area.

The Shadowcrest Outpost, the base of their operation, was in the outer area.

Staying in the outer area, the Shadowcrest outpost managed to freely expand, having trillions of population.

Managing such a large place, the points they earned even managed to catch up with the top list in the inner area.

Unfortunately, such an anomaly also caught the attention of those covetous eyes from the inner area.

The inner area was equivalent to the noble area, where first-rate families and organizations stayed.

They had huge backgrounds and resources that allowed them to stay in the place for millions to billions of years.

They were high and mighty and could cultivate talent to send into the top organizations every other year.

Seeing a maverick rise from the slums, not only were they shocked but also angry.

The more points the Shadowcrest outpost gathered, the more losses they would incur.

"It's because of my husband's management, that even those from the inner area were inferior to us," Elysienne muttered mockingly.

After stabilizing the Moonlight Empire, and with his idle father, Liam also dived in the Dimensional Battlefield.

Besides the benefits that he could get, Liam also missed his wives, with his brother and sister calling him for help.

With their urging, Liam landed in the Dimensional Battlefield two hundred years ago.

Leading his brother and sister, their conquest in the Dimensional Battlefield became smoother.

Compared to Lux's haphazard management style, Liam has a lot of experience.

Managing septillions of people in Moonlight Empire, a few trillion was like a plaything for him.

Using his talent and experience, their base of operation expanded to an unknown degree.

Not only it is more in quantity and better in quality, it is more united and more efficient.

The points they earn become more and more that they weren't even allowed to log out a hundred years ago.

Looking at the consequences of his actions, Liam couldn't help but smile wryly.

"I guess this is the end..." Liam muttered.

He didn't think they stood a chance against those forces in the inner city.

Those families and organizations were from Tier 12 dimensions, the top talent of the dimensional alliance.

Beside having ultimate physique, they also cultivate close to 161,803 laws.

They only have Heaven and Dimensional level physique, worse yet thye could only cultivate 1,118 law.

Although there is the Origin Manul created by their father, they were still severely outmatched.

"Then should we inform others to return?" Amara said in reluctance.

The more points, the more status they could have in the organization of their choosing.

If they didn't want to join, they could also use the points they earned to exchange for rare resources.

There is even a Tier 12 ultimate treasure that could be exchanged if they had enough points.

"No, we still have to fight."

"Let us give this place a battle to remember..." Liam smirked.

"Send a message to the others, let them prepare."

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Soon, time began to pass.

While the forces from the inner area marched in high profile, the Shadowcrest Outpost was in a state of martial law.

Inside the base, trillions of individuals were sweating as they worked without rest.

Pieces of materials were getting transported, buildings were being built, weapons were being deployed, and the army was getting stationed.

In the frontline, the 9 Valkyries—Lily, Lyla, Lydia, Serene, Cyra, Asha, Lila, Maya, and Maxime—stood proudly, waiting for the battle.

Lily and the others were the most active on the battlefield, earning the most points in the family.

They were the sharp sword that destroyed all the enemies that dared to disobey the Shadowcrest Outpost's order.

"Sister, when will the enemy arrive? I'm sick of this place." Lyla said with a pout.

Fighting all year round, Lyla and most others had the urge to just quit and return home.

However not wanting to waste all the hard work they put in, they didn't want to give up just because of boredom.

"Just a few more months," Lily said looking at the intel.

"Finally, We can get out of this place!" The other celebrated.

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In the streets of the outpost, Max and his wife Ella were oblivious to the tense situation at the base.

Eating when they were hungry, resting when they were tired, and playing when they were bored.

For the two of them, fighting had long been engraved in their bones.

Even as they slept, they would dream about fighting.

"Max, hurry! This will be the last time we'll taste the delicacies in the dimensional battlefield," Ella urged with her mouth filled with food.

"But they aren't as delicious as Mother Erica's cooking," Max shook his head, missing the food at home.

"What do you know! We are tasting the feeling and atmosphere of the battlefield." Ella rolled her eyes.

"However, I also miss Mother Erica's food..." Ella pouted.

Not being home for over a hundred years, she wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.

"Soon, we'll return home soon..." Max muttered, hugging his wife in his arms.