Changes of Destruction

Lang Lei stood on the spot, his heart filled with conflict and confusion. He gazed at the God of Destruction before him, whose existence made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar. Although the original intention of the God of Destruction was good and he had indeed helped him, this sudden "parent-child" relationship made Lang Lei feel somewhat out of his depth.

Lang Lei couldn't help pondering what this metaphysical connection meant. There was no biological blood relation between him and the God of Destruction, nor was there much psychological resonance, yet this mystical connection made him feel an indescribable pressure.

What made Lang Lei feel even more helpless was that his originally powerful Power of the End had actually been weighed down by this force when he used the Reason Authority. This was undoubtedly an unexpected result, causing him to feel a trace of helplessness regarding the assistance from the God of Destruction.

Lang Lei took a deep breath, trying to calm his thoughts. He refocused his attention on the God of Destruction and slowly said, "I already understand the situation. First of all, I want to sincerely thank you for your help; this is of great significance to me. However, regarding your identities, I cannot accept them for now."

A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the God of Destruction, and that originally bright radiance dimmed accordingly. Lang Lei could feel the emotional change in the other, but he felt he needed time to understand and adapt to this new situation.

Because of his special constitution, it was absolutely impossible for him and the Goddess of Life to conceive a child together. Not only that, but their powers were extraordinarily powerful; wanting to replicate the miracle on Lang Lei's body once more was practically an idle dream. You must know that finding a "clean" soul sufficiently resilient was no easy task, especially in the various worlds governed by the God Realm—such an existence was as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, or rather, simply did not exist.

Lang Lei's birth was undoubtedly a miracle, a miracle originating from an external deity. However, this miracle didn't seem to bring him much joy. At this moment, he looked somewhat dejected.

Lang Lei... he seems a bit down; should we go cheer him up? Elysia suggested.

However, Lang Lei resolutely shook his head and refused without hesitation, "Let's forget it. I really don't want to be anyone's son, and besides, I'm not very good at comforting people."

Lang Lei's heart was already quite mature, and in this lifetime, starting from infancy, Snow Empress and Ice Empress had always meticulously cared for him. Despite this, he still harbored reservations about acknowledging Snow Empress and Ice Empress as parents. Especially Ice Empress, who was more like an older sister fond of teasing her younger brother, making Lang Lei feel somewhat strange, so he simply chose to get along with her as brother and sister.

On top of that, Snow Empress and Ice Empress really hadn't dared to treat him as a son...

Fortunately, the God of Destruction was a deity after all; his emotional state adjusted quite rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he resumed his expressionless appearance, as if the previous emotional fluctuations had never occurred.

"Anyway, my original purpose this time was very simple: I merely wanted to take advantage of the rare opportunity of the God Trial to come and meet you in person, and to reveal some important matters to you," the God of Destruction said slowly. "However, things turned out contrary to my wishes; the current situation seems to make me have to overstep just a little." A trace of helplessness was revealed in his words.

Before his voice faded, the God of Destruction suddenly extended a finger and gently tapped toward Lang Lei. In an instant, an incomparably powerful force surged toward Lang Lei's body like rushing waves. Compared with this force, Soul Power was simply like mud versus the clouds, its degree of power far exceeding Soul Power.

Even with Lang Lei's Soul Power quality, it had no comparison whatsoever with this force.

Yet this force did not bring him any discomfort; instead, it made him feel an unprecedented sense of comfort.

Thus, Lang Lei chose to give up resistance, completely opening up his body and allowing the power of the God of Destruction to flow wantonly within him. As time passed, this power gradually merged with his body, as if it had become a part of his body.

After a long while, a brand-new Lang Lei appeared before everyone. His body became more mature, radiating a presence different from the past.

The God of Destruction looked at the Lang Lei before him, nodded in satisfaction, and explained, "I just used some divine power to carry out a slight catalysis on your body's strength. For now, this is all that can be done."

He paused, then continued, "Actually, I am entirely capable of directly activating the destruction power within your martial soul, but believe me, that feeling... you definitely won't like it. So, until Life comes to awaken the life power for you, just leave it like this for now."

"Thank you."

The God of Destruction waved his hand and smiled in response, "It's nothing."

Looking at the gradually dissipating fog, Lang Lei realized that the God of Destruction before him seemed to be leaving.

"Wait, are there many divine artifacts left behind on Douluo Continent?"

Hearing Lang Lei's words, the figure of the God of Destruction paused, but in the end he chose to answer, "Not many, but there are still a few."

Having obtained an affirmative answer, Lang Lei set his mind at ease. The God of Destruction cast one last glance at Lang Lei and vanished from the spot, the surrounding purple mist disappearing along with him.

As soon as the mist dissipated, Snow Empress and Ice Empress crowded around. An entity that could leave the two of them completely helpless—aside from that one, they couldn't think of any other possibility, but they still couldn't help worrying in their hearts.

"Destruction, you crossed the line."

Just as the consciousness of the God of Destruction returned to the God Realm, an uninvited guest arrived at the Destruction Temple.

"Asura, it's not your turn to point fingers at how I do things," the God of Destruction let out a cold snort. He was in a bad mood right now, and Shura God had happened to thrust himself into the line of fire.

"According to the regulations of the God Realm, deities are not allowed to casually and groundlessly interfere with the growth of their inheritors. This kind of forcing-the-shoots-to-grow behavior of yours is strictly forbidden!"

"So what? As long as I can guarantee the quality, what does it have to do with you? My inheritor doesn't trouble you to waste your concerns. Besides, Asura, your hand definitely stretches longer than mine, doesn't it?"

"..." Shura God's expression stiffened, and his tone softened slightly. "Destruction, your God Position concerns the safety of the God Realm; as a law enforcement god, naturally I have to pay a bit more attention."

"Scram." The God of Destruction impatiently waved his sleeve, directly sending off the guest.

Shura God had been denied face, his expression didn't look good either, and he directly departed.

The God of Destruction could not be offended; after all, every god in the God Realm knew that Destruction and Life, Evil and Good—these two pairs of God Kings were practically bound together, and offending one meant offending a pair.

"Let's go find Xiao Lu..." The God of Destruction sighed and also walked out of the Destruction Temple.