Chapter 387: The Titan God: You all do as you like, I'll start off

At this moment, the Storm Master appeared as a normal storm giant with blue-purple skin.

Thin threads of wind and thunder surrounded his body, but he did not reveal any extraordinary divine power or divine radiance, and his stature was maintained at around ten meters tall.

As just a storm giant, he was not conspicuous in Imprint City, a place that accommodates all races of creatures.

In Imprint City, if lucky, one might even see a celestial archangel standing side by side with a deep abyssal demon.

At this time, the Storm Master did not directly enter Imprint City.

He paused outside Imprint City, stopping in his tracks.

The other intelligent beings entering and exiting Imprint City merely glanced at the storm giant paused outside the city, then uninterestedly withdrew their gaze.

Then, a middle-ranking devil covered in a fierce heavy armor, a towering steel armored demon, just happened to be blocked by the Storm Master.

"Giant, don't block the city gate, get out of the way," the steel armored demon, who appeared stronger than the current Storm Master, extended his thick arm and rudely pushed the divine body of the Storm Master.

However, the Storm Master, who had not revealed his true form and had come in disguise, just turned his head.

His calm eyes, containing a storm of thunder, fell on the steel armored demon.

The imposing steel armored demon was instantly subdued by an invisible authority, stiffened as if plunged into an abyss. Only when the Storm Master withdrew his gaze did his body barely regain the ability to move.

"What background does this giant have, to be so frightening?"

After regaining his senses, the devil muttered internally, quickly distancing himself from the Storm Master and jogging into Imprint City, disappearing from sight.

Surviving an offense against a powerful divine power was no ordinary experience.

If this devil knew the true identity of the Storm Master, he could brag about it for a lifetime.

At the same time.

A divine power fluctuation, undetectable by ordinary creatures, emanated from the Storm Master.

"Titan Divine Lineage, Storm Master, eldest son of the Chief God Annan, has come from afar to visit you, O Mighty and Tranquil Majesty, the ruler of Imprint City."

As the Storm Master, a being of powerful divine force.

He showed considerable respect for the owner of Imprint City.

The reason why the Storm Master paused outside Imprint City and did not directly enter was out of respect for the Lady of Pain.

Imprint City, this special domain, does not welcome deities.

The Lady of Pain is not a deity but a mysterious quasi-divine force, having killed countless deities who intruded into Imprint City and trapped them in eternal death, unable to resurrect, thereby cementing the mighty reputation of Her Tranquil Majesty, the Lady of Pain.

Even a powerful divine force would not act recklessly in Imprint City.

As many deities have speculated.

The level of the Lady of Pain's quasi-divine force, compared to deities, should have reached the twentieth divine rank, meaning she is comparable to the top-tier among powerful divine forces, almost having no room for progress.

"Welcome, eldest son of Annan."

An indifferent and cool voice sounded next to the Storm Master's ear.

The Lady of Pain did not show herself; she straightforwardly asked, "What is your purpose in coming to my Imprint City?"

The Storm Master looked towards Imprint City, feeling the countless endless dimensional doors within, and said, "Your Majesty, my father god Annan lives in seclusion in the realm of Opposite and Harmonious Unity. As the uncrowned king here, you know everything, and I believe you know his whereabouts."

After a pause, the Storm Master softly said, "Your Majesty, please tell me the location of my father god. For this, the entire Titan Divine Lineage will remember your kindness."

The Lady of Pain's indifferent voice resounded again.

"Oh? So it's to find your father."

"You're right; I indeed know Annan's location."

"But why should I help you? What use is the Titan Divine Lineage's gratitude to me?"

Merely verbal promises, the Lady of Pain did not care for.

After a moment of silence, the Storm Master said, "How about this: the subjects of the Titan Divine Lineage will hunt down and exterminate the followers of the God of Portals, Oscar, in the prime material world, cutting off his last chance of resurrection."

The God of Portals, Oscar.

A powerful divine force that controls travel, fortune, opportunities, and portals.

He is also a deity who died at the hands of the Lady of Pain.

In ancient times before Imprint City became hostile to deities' arrivals, until the God of Portals coveted the City of a Thousand Doors, commanding his followers to spread his faith within Imprint City, attempting to secretly usur

p the Lady of Pain's position by converting the city's citizens into his followers.

The Lady of Pain, seemingly indifferent to everything, including the faith of Imprint City's citizens, took no action.

Thus, the God of Portals' plan succeeded effectively, with more and more of Imprint City's citizens becoming his followers. Due to the Lady of Pain's disregard, the God of Portals became increasingly audacious, even relocating his divine temple to Imprint City.

Gradually, the God of Portals' prestige in Imprint City grew so significant that it seemed as though he was the ruler of the city.

Until, a loyal servant of the Lady of Pain was enticed and became a follower of the God of Portals.

Her Tranquil Majesty was no longer tranquil, and an enraged Lady of Pain clashed with the God of Portals in a battle that swept the Outer Realms, destroying half of the sixteen-gated city at the time.

The battle ultimately concluded with the addition of a deity's corpse in the star realm.

In the end, Imprint City remains the domain of the Lady of Pain.

The God of Portals fell because he underestimated the Lady of Pain.

After that, deities were no longer welcomed in Imprint City. Their priests could enter, their proxies were barely tolerated, but the divine presences themselves were barred from the city.

Of course, as a powerful divine force with widespread and numerous followers, the God of Portals has never truly died due to being remembered by countless followers.

To this day, there are still many organizations of the God of Portals' followers working to resurrect their deity, causing both large and small disturbances in Imprint City, much to the annoyance of the Lady of Pain.

Since deities' followers are mainly in the prime material plane and the Lady of Pain has no followers to follow her, she also struggles to completely eradicate them.

As for why this mysterious and powerful entity has not a single follower is because of the Lady of Pain's peculiar character.

In Imprint City, it's best not to mention the Lady of Pain, whether in defamation or praise; she does not accept worship, and those who mention the Lady of Pain's name are likely to be thrown into a labyrinth composed of endless portals, doomed to perish.

Returning to the main topic.

After hearing the conditions offered by the Storm Master, the Lady of Pain pondered for a moment.

Finally, streams of light appeared in front of the Storm Master, forming a circular portal.

"Don't forget your promise," the Lady of Pain said indifferently.

The Storm Giant grinned and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The Lady of Pain fears the name given to this mysterious entity; beings of equal rank refer to her as "Your Majesty" to show respect.

Stepping into the portal.

In just a moment, the world before the Storm Master transformed.

Against a dark backdrop, stars shone brilliantly, galaxies flowed, and endless stars adorned the cosmic background, either slowly rotating, remaining motionless, or speeding swiftly. Vast and boundless.

Each star seemed like a world.

Just as the Storm Master arrived here, floating in the black void, he marveled at his surroundings.

Through the movement of the stars here, by observing phenomena to see the essence, in his eyes, he seemed to witness the operational rules of the endless worlds of the multiverse. On a star's hazy illusion, he even saw the past glory of the war between dragons and elves.

That silver dragon, strikingly eye-catching.

"Father god, your eldest son has come to visit."

The Storm Master looked towards this cosmic world, sending out divine power fluctuations towards the far reaches.

After a brief silence, this world moved.

The scenery in the Storm Master's eyes suddenly stretched into endless streams of light, and in just an instant, it returned to normal, except the Storm Master's location had changed.

Unconsciously, he had arrived at a complex of buildings.

Countless crystal towers floated in the boundless universe, maintaining the operation of this world, constantly simulating the turnover of the endless worlds of the multiverse.

A crystal throne hovered at the highest point, seemingly offering a panoramic view of the entire universe.

The crystal throne slowly turned, eventually facing the Storm Master.

A muscular giant sat upright on it.

His eyes seemed to contain endless wisdom, capable of seeing through all appearances in the multiverse, his face majestic without anger, just sitting there silently, possessing a unique charm that made one unable to resist worshipping.

"My child, long time no see," the Titan Chief God looked down at his eldest son and said softly.

The Storm Master, now the ruler of the Titan Divine Lineage and seen as strong, domineering, and tyrannical by mortal eyes, showed a hint of dependency on his face.

Like long ago, he half-knelt on the ground, unable to help himself and said, "Father god, long time no see, I miss your guidance."

If one were to say who

 the Titan Chief God's most favored child was, it would undoubtedly be the Storm Master, the eldest son.

The Storm Master has not disappointed the expectations of the Titan Chief God, becoming the most powerful titan deity in the Titan Divine Lineage, apart from himself.

In the entire Titan Divine Lineage, the Storm Master is also the only deity who does not harbor fear or resentment towards the Chief God Annan.

"Father god, please come back."

"Your children long to hear your voice."

"With your leadership, the Titan Divine Lineage will be unstoppable and invincible."

The Storm Master got straight to the point, directly stating his purpose.

He wants the Titan Chief God to leave his withdrawn state and lead the Titan Divine Lineage towards glory.

Gazing at his earnest-faced eldest son, the Titan Chief God was touched but still shook his head and calmly said, "I have long grown tired of endless strife and chaos."

"Sicheo Maz, my only recognized child."

"Go back, or stay here with me and quietly watch the changes in the multiverse."

Hearing his father god's words, the Storm Master frowned.

"Father god, you may not know."

"Now the Dragon Divine Lineage is flourishing, having settled the scores with the elves from the old Dragonfall War, turning the Glory War into a situation where the elf gods do not venture out."

"Given the nature of the Dragon Divine Lineage, their next target will be us giants."

"Now that Bahamut has returned to being a mid-level divine power, Tiamat is probably the same, the rest of the dragon gods must have also improved, and there's a new god of eternity and time among the dragons. If a war starts, our pantheon is likely not their match."

The Storm Master raised his head, looking up at his father god, sincerely asking, "Father god, will you really ignore your own children?"

After a moment of silence.

Annan remained unmoved.

"I know everything you've said."

The Storm Master puzzled, "Then why are you..."

The Titan Chief God interrupted the Storm Master's words, delivering a chilling statement that cooled the Storm Master's heart, saying, "As my children, my creations, the extinction of the giants at the hands of the dragons... I think it's a good thing."

He looked at the Storm Master, softly saying, "My child, stay. Once the giants are gone, I can help you create a new race, and you will become the chief god of a divine lineage, the father of a race."

The Storm Master did not respond.

He lowered his head, his gaze shifting as if making a certain decision.

After a few seconds, the Storm Master looked up at his father god and said, "Father god, I don't ask for your return, but I hope you can agree to one thing, this is my last request as your eldest son."

Under the gaze of his most beloved eldest son, Annan said, "What is it?"

The Storm Master solemnly said, "In the presence of all giant subjects, in the presence of the entire Titan Divine Lineage, formally hand over the position of chief god to me."

"You see the giants as a failed race, but to me, all giants are my subjects."

"I am willing to take on the responsibility of the chief god, lead the giants on a path of glory, and at the same time prove to you that the giants are not the failures you speak of."

Annan fell silent.

Based on his usual tyrannical nature, his eldest son speaking to him in such a tone would surely have resulted in severe punishment.

But after countless years of silent reflection in the realm of Opposition and Harmony, Annan's personality and thinking had changed from before.

"Alright, I agree."

Annan agreed to the Storm Master's request.

The Storm Master looked at his father god with a complex gaze, hesitating for a moment before whispering, "Father god, I choose to hold the chief god handover ceremony in the Beastlands, in my divine realm. At that time, all giant gods, all your children, will come."

Annan nodded, saying, "I will be there as promised."

After talking for a while longer, the Storm Master and Annan said goodbye.

As the Storm Master was about to leave, Annan hesitated for a moment before finally speaking to the Storm Master, "Sicheo Maz, my child, I hope you know, you are different from the other children in my eyes, I have always been proud of you."

The Storm Master paused for a moment, then whispered, "I have always known, father god, I am also proud to be your eldest son."

"Take care."

After saying this, the Storm Master took a deep look at his father god, then left Annan's secluded place.

The events that occurred in Imprint City were unknown to the dragon gods.

Located in the Dragon Court plane, Garon had already informed the dragon gods that the Dark Axe was most likely

 in the Blazing Hell, and also assigned some tasks to the Mechanical Grandmaster.

After spending some time with Yuna.

Garon took out an ancient stone door that had been sealed for a long time.

Primitive and heavy, filled with the marks of time, the lava portal stood quietly, its ancient magical runes still effective and operational.

Having stayed in the main timeline for a long time, with the current situation of the dragon race stabilizing and steadily developing.

Garon decided to open the time-space gate again, enjoying a solitary dragon's journey through different times and spaces.

This time, his destination was the Alpha Theia Empire.

On one hand, bringing back some heritage from the Alpha Theia Empire could make his fire magic kin stronger as much as possible.

On the other hand, Garon was curious about how such a brilliant and dazzling empire was destroyed due to the infighting among spellcasters.

Immediately.

Using the lava gate as an anchor, Garon opened the time-space gate, bid farewell to Yuna, and the massive silver dragon form disappeared into the time-space gate.

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