Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



One of these treasures was a simple tree branch. Upon first inspection, it looked no different from a random twig one might find in a dense forest, but that was only as long as it remained into its crystalline container. The moment it was taken out, it emitted such a rich natural and soothing energy that one would feel decades younger just being by it. 

This wasn't just any twig, it was one of the roots of the World Tree. With a piece of itself here, coupled with the rich Life Energy given off by the Life Stone, the World Tree succeeded to sustaining a projection of itself. 

The World Tree was filled with the natural energy that made Elves so great at beast taming and was linked to their absolute power. 

Soul Nature. It was a matter only Higher Existences had the right to reflect on. Even Orcus, who had been just a soul for so long, had only succeeded in partially grasping his Soul Nature. It represented a strength of the soul that stood above all others, a matter that could only be grasped once you had stepped upon the path of birthing your own nascent soul … Unless you were an Elf, that is. 

Elves do not have to reflect upon their Soul Nature, they are innately born with one! Or, rather, they should be…

It is this reason why True Empaths tend to be born in their race, enough for their rules around their leadership to be shaped by them. It is for this reason their beast taming abilities stand a level above that of others. This is the true power of a race that ruled an Era. 

Titans were known for their overbearing bodies. Angels were known for their overbearing magic and qi. And Elves, they were known for their souls. 

Still, Elves were a special race, one that gained their power by relying on their connection with others. 

Their affinity for the elements and nature largely came from their contracts with the fairies. The Elvin Queen's sovereign path was taken from their contracts with the Dragons. Matters like this and related to this could be seen everywhere within their race. 

As one might expect, their Soul Nature didn't come directly from themselves either. Instead, it came from the World Tree. It was it the elves were birthed from and it was it that bestowed upon them their greatest power. 

With the disappearance of the Elvin Queen and the weakening of Elvin Faith, not only had their bodies fallen from their former lofty standards, they had lost this Soul Nature. But now, The World Tree had appeared once more, towering upon Planet Soul with a majestic green light. 

As the Elves were once more grasping the strength that made them rulers of an Era, Ri wasn't the only one of Dyon's wives moving. Both Clara and Amphorae had taken a weighted responsibility on their shoulders – Clara with the mortals and Amphorae with the Pakals. 

Clara's task was the more difficult of the two, slowly integrating mortal world culture with that of the martial world. But, that wasn't all she did. Rather, she wanted to show the martial world what the mortal world could do for it. 

The Mortal Alliance began to flourish with Mortal World entertainment. Everything from books to movies enraptured their new audience. At the same time, mortal world technology took hold of the Mortal Alliance, filling a new generation with curiosity and interest. 

As for Amphorae, her task was more straight forward and made even easier with her father by her side.

The Pakals were the descendants of the Asura. In fact, the Asura was amongst them, hidden within Caedlum's body. While many others looked forward to this war for merits, the Pakals had a different purpose… To repay the humiliation their own Clan dealt them. 

The Mortal Alliance churned forward. With each passing day, their strengths slowly grew. 

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While his wives were working Dyon wasn't lazing around either. In fact, in just 3 months, not only did he conquer his Region completely, he had put plan in place to push forward. 

When he returned from the mountain range, he shocked the tribesmen. How could they not react in such a way, the young man they already believed had an army of beasts more powerful than they could imagine came back with eight wyverns! 

With this, Dyon's beast squadron didn't simply double its power. Each individual wyvern could slaughter the male cobras and bronzed without Dyon's command. And, even with Dyon's command, they'd only be able to hold out for a few moments before succumbing to an inevitable death – and that was 1 wyvern against 8 male beasts.

This wasn't the only thing of importance either. Dyon found 5 total wyvern eggs. The first three were from the now dead female wyvern, but the second 2 were from two separate female wyverns. As a result, Dyon found three total saint grade nurturing piles. 

Although the two weaker females could only produce half the saint grade energy the original female wyvern could, it was still more than enough for Dyon's purposes. 

Due to the gentle nature of nurturing pile energies, they were the best suited for priming beasts and humans alike for grasping a type qi. Thanks to that, Queen and the female cobra quickly latched onto saint grade light and bold type qi respectively, causing their strength to increase explosively. Now, even the male wyvern couldn't stand more than a few exchanges with them. 

With the beast squadron at the helm, Dyon's army waged war through the Region. Despite his explosive increase in strength himself, Dyon didn't need to lift a single finger. 

One might have expected Dyon to first conquer all of the Inferior Upper Tribes, then proceed to the Medial, before finally attack the Superior Upper Tribes. But, this wasn't the approach Dyon took. He felt that doing such a thing wasted too much time. 

Instead, Dyon pushed forward aggressively. After conquering two more Inferior Upper Tribes, he directly assaulted the Medial Upper Tribes, sweeping away them both.