Chapter 851 - Nope, too weak
GDK 851: Nope, too weak
Zovic was flabbergasted. To his knowledge, on the entire Elysium, only the Overgods who possessed the Quintessences could alter and rewrite the operation of natural forces.
The originally unexceptional concentration of elemental energies in the valley had suddenly spiked. This was not something that an average god could accomplish. Even the Five Sovereigns weren’t able to do such a thing if they did not wield the Quintessences.
Zovic took a moment to carefully sense the environment. He was yet again shocked for he discovered that the concentration of all Eight Elemental Energies had increased. An Overgod was only able to alter the concentration of the element they cultivated. This meant that unless the eight respective Overgods joined hands, no being could accomplish what Han Shuo just did.
Zovic was stupefied and he almost could not believe his senses.
Rose and Romon were also incredibly amazed. It was unbelievable even to Rose who knew a thing or two about Han Shuo’s brilliance. She had seen Han Shuo deploy demonic formations of serious firepower but she had never seen him deploy one that could gather elemental energies.
Any gods who cultivated in a region of higher elemental energy concentration could make progress multiple times faster compared to their counterparts in places of lower concentration. In other words, those who cultivated in this valley could grow stronger much faster than others. This would be a terrifying advantage to have.
But the transformation hadn’t stopped yet!
While Zovic and the others were still in shock, the elemental energies everywhere continued to gather towards the valley. Han Shuo kept smiling but said nothing other than to ask his servants to keep watching.
***Half an hour later…
“Yes, My Lord!” replied Culver respectfully.
“Now go,” said Salas after he nodded. An enormous lightning bolt suddenly appeared on the throne and shot straight up as Salas vanished. Densely packed lightning bolts suddenly appeared everywhere around the Empyrean Peak.
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“Brother, why hasn’t father returned yet?” the bored stiff Han Tu asked Han Hao. The two had been waiting for Han Shuo and the others in the Omphalos for several days.
“They have probably been held up by something,” replied Han Hao casually. He was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in a secluded spot of the Omphalos. He was as still as a statue.
“Do you think Father has run into some kind of trouble? The Fringe has Five Sovereigns who are more powerful than highgods. Are they capable of capturing Father?” asked Han Tu again out of boredom.
“Nope,” replied Han Hao even more succinctly.
Seeing that Han Hao was not interested in conversing, Han Tu sighed and stopped asking.
“Excuse me, erm, are you Han Hao?” A weak, hesitant voice suddenly sounded. Several midgod teenagers were looking at the two nervously from a distance. It seemed as though they wanted to talk to Han Hao but were too shy.
Han Hao opened his sinister eyes slightly and took a glance at the teenagers before closing his eyes again. He replied indifferently, “Yes.” The teenagers had just midgod strengths and Han Hao deemed them too weak to hurt him or Han Tu.
The teenagers seemed somewhat excited after hearing Han Hao acknowledge his identity. They exchanged glances and enthusiastically approached Han Hao. One of them hastily said, “We have heard of your deeds and admire you greatly. We have all been banished from our family clans and we have nothing but black crystal coins. We do not want to live the rest of our lives trapped in the Omphalos. Will you please take us as your followers?”
The other teenagers also voiced their willingness and excitement.
But Han Hao did not even give them another look before he replied, “Nope, you bunch are too weak.”
The teenagers seemed embarrassed and dispirited after hearing the answer. They looked at each other and they were temporarily at a loss.
“You know, the Fringe has Five Sovereigns. Why don’t you look for them?” asked Han Tu, grinning. Unlike Han Hao, he was bored and was interested in making conversations.
“They don’t give a damn about the lives of their followers. We are afraid that we will be sent on a suicidal mission or be killed just because they don’t like us,” replied a pretty and innocent looking lady timidly. She did not look evil and the Fringe did not look like the place for her.
The Fringe was a place where the strong were honored and the Five Sovereigns practiced the law faithfully. For characters of their strengths, serving a Sovereign would not guarantee their safety at all. Even if they did not die to their opponents in constant fierce battles, they could lose their lives to their own superiors for accidentally offending them.
There was a large number of ferocious gods from all around Elysium traveling into the Fringe every day. These gods would try to become servants of the Sovereigns to survive in the Fringe. Therefore, the Sovereigns would always have plenty of experts to spare.
“How much black crystal coins do you have?” Han Hao who had been sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes and asked the youngsters.