The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God



Countless epochs ago, in the sky of the Etherium realm, atop an endless sea, twelve peak powerhouses from the four continents sat around a round table.

(Epoch: Billions Of Years)

"You should know about the gathering this time," Fealan, a powerhouse from the Arcane continent, started.

"What about it?!" Alabaster Whitefire from the Beast Continent said impatiently, banging the table.

"Didn't you read the message before you came here?" Raedius couldn't help but sigh at the stupidity of people from the Beast Continent.

He, Raedius, the God of Sun, Fire, and Light, was the strongest god from the Divine Continent.

"Don't mind that stupid beast, Fealan. Tell us about your plan," Valoros from Nexus Continent, urged.

Valoros was the right-hand man of Battle God, Malgron who didn't bother to attend this conference.

"What did you say?!" Alabaster got up from his chair, putting pressure on Valoros.

The other two beastmen were also enraged, ready to fight people from the Nexus Continent.

"Now, now, we are here to solve problems, not to fight," Fealan said to calm things down.

"As you may feel, we can no longer advance in this world; this is already the limit."

"If we don't do anything, sooner or later, we will be assimilated by the world," Fealan explained.

"So what? Isn't it what we do?" Raedius said.

As gods, they walk the path of assimilating into the world, collecting faith, and managing the lives of common people.

The other nine powerhouses from the other three continents looked at the three gods with a bit of disgust.

After all, while they too could follow the way of the gods in the divine continent, for them, it's a crooked path, only chosen by losers.

Moreover, their personality changes based on their divine godhead, something that disgusts them.

"Then why are you still here?" Valoros ask.

If they were not worried, why come here?

"Of course, to see your despair, hahaha!" Raedius couldn't help but clap his hands, looking at their expressions.

This enraged the other nine, and they readied themselves to kill these bastards here and now.

"Wow, relax, although gods don't have to worry about the assimilation of the world, after all, we are the most greedy," Raedius said, hoping to calm them down.

"How can we be satisfied with the three acres of land called Etherium realm? We must make it bigger and stronger," Raedius said as if he was preaching.

"Hmph!" Fealan just snorted at Raedius.

"Come, tell me your plan. Don't waste our time here!" Alabaster said impatiently.

"We plan to make everyone in the world powerful, whether they are peasants or kings. As long as they have talent, they can be trained..."

Fealan then explained his detailed plan, stating his lofty goal.

"It's indeed feasible, but how long will that take? Maybe we are already assimilated and it has yet to come to fruition," Valoros ask.

"We don't know, but as long as we concentrate resources on these talented people, sooner or later, the Etherium realm will break out on its own, like a balloon full of air," Fealan explained.

"It's still too slow and inefficient," Valoros said.

"Then what's your plan?" Alabaster asked.

"Of course, it's to sacrifice all the people in the world, leaving only a few for reproduction."

"The stronger the sacrifice, the more successful our sacrifice will be," Valoros said like a lunatic.

"You're dreaming. We won't sacrifice our believers for nothing," Raedius sneered against this plan.

The group from the Arcane continent also didn't have good expressions at this moment.

After all, These people that will be sacrificed, had more or less had something to do with them.

They're not like people from Nexus Continent, solitary.

They formed factions, families, and such, managing large amounts of people

Although they could be cruel towards others, they were reluctant when it came to their own.

As for the group from the Beast continent, they didn't pay much attention to the matter, not fully understanding its implications.

They believed they would only sacrifice most of the humans and weak beasts from their continent, and that would be the end of it.

However, Valoros's plan meant sacrificing all the people in the Etherium realm, except for Tier 9 beings and some breeding tools.

"Hmph! Don't even think about this matter," Fealan said coldly.

"Why not? This could yield results earlier. Maybe it would be finished in just a few million years," Valoros sneered.

"As for your plan, it's indeed good, but who knows if it's even effective," Valoros said skeptically.

"Enough of this matter, we won't do it," Raedius replied firmly.

"Hmph, hypocrites..." Valoros murmured.

"Then we will follow my plan?" Fealan asked.

"Alright, it's all up to you. After all, you are good at these things," Raedius said.

The others had nothing to say; after all, Arcane Continent were the only ones who had the habit of passing knowledge.

For the gods of the Divine continent, God's power is supreme, and it's sufficient enough for them to pass power down to their believers.

The Beast continent, on the other hand, didn't bother about this.

They relied on their bloodline progression rather than dealing with this messy knowledge.

As for the Nexus Continent, it was like a wild and lawless land.

All one could see was fighting, chaos, and domination.

This environment also gave rise to a bunch of powerhouses with frightening combat abilities.

If they were not so few in number, they could easily be regarded as the number one continent.

...

A few million years later, the 12 peak Tier 9 powerhouses in Arcane Continent carried out the plan.

Among the twelve, Saks, a Tier 9 Formation Array Grandmaster, created an unprecedented array that covered the entire continent.

"How is it?" Saks asked the other 11 arrogantly.

"Not bad. It only took you a few million years to cover the whole Arcane continent," Fealan said.

"This is just child's play. If I wanted, I could cover the whole Etherium realm with a Formation Array in just a few epochs," Saks bragged but also sighed, dreaming of such a feat.

It was indeed possible to cover the whole Etherium realm with a Formation Array, but to do so, one needed the agreement of powerhouses from other continents.

But how could that be?

How could others allow you to place a bomb capable of killing them whenever you like?

"Don't be too greedy," Libra, a peak Tier 9 alchemist, advised.

"Alright, we still have many things to do," Fealan said.

...

A few million years later.

"Hahaha, I didn't think it would be possible," Libra said, looking at his masterpiece.

"Yeah, who would have thought that it was possible to turn the whole continent into an alchemy product?" Saks sighed.

Countless epochs ago, they were still minding their own business and their own interests.

But now, due to a common problem, they bonded together and, regardless of resources, created a miracle.

"With this, we can have unlimited resources," Fealan said.

With the Formation Array and the Arcane Continent turned into an alchemy product, the whole land could absorb the chaotic wind in the endless sea.

"This should be barely enough to start the plan," Fealan murmured.

...

With the completion of the needed resources, the twelve powerhouses created the Origin Arcana Institute and recruited people from all over the Etherium realm.

Millions of trillions of individuals from around the world flocked to the Origin Domain for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

With almost unlimited resources, most of these talented individuals reached Tier 8 Mage or Knight level in just a million years

However, despite the progress, a dark atmosphere loomed inside a conference room.

"How is the result of your divination?" Fealan asked.

"Not good. Those lunatics from the Nexus continent are indeed crazy," Sylnor sighed.

"They started to hunt these budding Tier 8 Knights and Mages," he added.

"Can't they just wait? The plan is already showing results, and we are about to witness new Tier 9 powerhouses being born in the Etherium realm," Saks said pitifully.

There can only be 12 Tier 9 powerhouses in each continent, and the birth of a new powerhouse is a clear signal that their plan is working.

"No way, they're battle lunatics with nothing to do."

"They claim they were merely testing the people we trained," Sylnor explained.

The peaceful training had indeed left these new individuals relatively powerless.

But who cared?

They wanted quantity over quality.

As long as they produced enough Tier 9 powerhouses, they could promote the world.

They had already helped enough. How could they still worry about their weak combat power?

"Just warn them not to do it again. I will think of a solution for the weak combat power," Fealan sighed, having a headache over these crazy lunatics.

...

With the warning, the lunatics in the Nexus continent curbed their fangs and watched as the powerhouses in the Arcane continent developed a solution.

"Is that really necessary?" Amara, a battle goddess who mastered nature, questioned.

"Hmph, what's the use of weaklings? I would rather be assimilated than have these weaklings do us any favors," Malgorn coldly said.

Malgorn was the strongest battle god in the whole Etherium Realm, mastering all types of combat.

He was a miraculous being born in the Etherium realm, capable of killing a Tier 9 being with a mortal body.

Of course, this was an exaggeration, but it illustrated how monstrous Malgorn's talent was.

He had not attended the gathering millions of years ago as he disdained to team up with anyone.

"Then what about voluntarily assimilating to the world?" Valoros, a battle sage who was born wise, proposed.

"Assimilate? Do you want to be like that trash god from the divine continent?" Malgorn angrily retorted.

"Of course not. How can I put my safety in the hands of mere weaklings like mortals?" Valoros sneered.

"Then what do you propose?" Malgorn asked.

"We just need to partially merge our battle insights with the Nexus continent. With this, we can avoid being fully assimilated into the world but instead, consolidate our battle insights."

"Furthermore, anyone who pursues our path can be our carrier. We can be immortal and never be slain!" Valoros suddenly had an epiphany as his eyes lit up.

"Interesting, interesting," Malgorn murmured as he thought about the feasibility of the plan.

"Why don't we make it so that anyone who can surpass us in this path becomes the next master?" Malgorn said as his eyes lit up with battle intent.

"Why do that? What if someone really surpasses us? Wouldn't that put us at their mercy?" Valoros asked, clearly not in favor of the plan.

"So what?! If someone can surpass me in my own path, that would only make me incompetent," Malgorn said, firmly making up his mind.

"But-"

"Just do what I said. Remember, you must add this clause when you are creating the assimilation method," Malgorn warned, looking at the timid Valoros.

Malgorn would rather die than condone this weak thinking.

If they could truly become immortal, they would sooner or later be intoxicated by this power.

However, with this kind of clause, who could be lazy, thinking that someone would replace them if they slacked off.