Destruction's Change

Lang Lei stood in place, his heart filled with conflict and confusion. He gazed at the God of Destruction before him, whose presence felt both familiar and strange. Although the God of Destruction's intentions were good and he had indeed offered help, this sudden "parental" relationship left Lang Lei feeling somewhat lost.

Lang Lei couldn't help but ponder what this metaphysical connection meant. There was no biological blood relation between him and the God of Destruction, nor much psychological resonance. Yet, this mysterious connection placed an indescribable pressure on him.

What made Lang Lei even more frustrated was that his originally powerful Power of the End was being held back when using the Reason Authority. This was an unexpected outcome, causing him to feel a hint of helplessness towards the God of Destruction's assistance.

Lang Lei took a deep breath, trying to calm his thoughts. He refocused his attention on the God of Destruction and slowly said, "I understand the situation. First, I want to sincerely thank you for your help; it means a great deal to me. However, regarding your identity, I cannot accept it at this moment."

A flicker of disappointment crossed the God of Destruction's eyes, and his once bright gaze dimmed slightly. Lang Lei could sense the other's emotional shift, but he felt he needed time to understand and adapt to this new situation.

Due to his unique physique, it was absolutely impossible for him and the Goddess of Life to conceive a child. Furthermore, their powers were exceptionally strong, making it nearly impossible to replicate the miracle of Lang Lei's birth again. After all, finding a sufficiently resilient and "pure" soul was not easy, especially in the various worlds governed by the God Realm, where such beings were rare, or perhaps nonexistent.

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

"Lang Lei... he seems a bit down. Should we go comfort him?" Elysia suggested.

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

Lang Lei's heart was already quite mature, and in this life, from infancy, he had been meticulously cared for by the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress. Despite this, he still harbored reservations about accepting the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress as his parents. Especially the Ice Empress, who acted more like a sister who enjoyed teasing her younger brother, which made Lang Lei feel a bit strange, so he simply maintained a sibling-like relationship.

On top of that, the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress indeed didn't dare to treat him as their son...

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

"In any case, my original purpose this time was very simple: I merely wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity of the God Trial to meet you and reveal some important matters," the God of Destruction said slowly. "However, things didn't go as planned, and the current situation seems to have forced me to overstep slightly." A hint of helplessness was evident in his words.

Before he finished speaking, the God of Destruction suddenly extended a finger and gently tapped Lang Lei. In an instant, an incredibly powerful force surged towards Lang Lei's body like a raging tide. This force was worlds apart from Soul Power, its strength far exceeding it.

Even with Lang Lei's quality of Soul Power, it was incomparable to this force.

Yet, this force brought him no discomfort; instead, it made him feel an unprecedented sense of ease.

Thus, Lang Lei chose to cease resisting, completely opening his body to allow the God of Destruction's power to flow freely within him. As time passed, this power gradually merged with his body, becoming a part of him.

After a long while, a completely new Lang Lei appeared before everyone. His body had become more mature, emitting a different aura than before.

The God of Destruction looked at Lang Lei with satisfaction and nodded, explaining, "I just used some divine power to slightly catalyze your body's strength. For now, this is all I can do."

He paused, then continued, "Actually, I have the ability to directly activate the Destruction power within your Martial Soul, but believe me, you absolutely would not like that feeling. So, until Life awakens your Life power for you, let's leave it at this for now."

"Thank you."

The God of Destruction waved his hand and replied with a smile, "It's nothing."

Watching the mist gradually dissipate, Lang Lei realized the God of Destruction before him seemed to be leaving.

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

Hearing Lang Lei's question, the God of Destruction paused, but ultimately chose to answer, "Not many, but there are still a few."

Receiving an affirmative answer, Lang Lei felt relieved. The God of Destruction cast one last look at Lang Lei and vanished from his spot, and the surrounding purple mist also disappeared.

As soon as the mist dissipated, the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress rushed over. The only being they couldn't handle, besides the one they couldn't even think of, was the one who had just appeared, but they couldn't help but worry.

"Destruction, you've crossed the line."

The moment the God of Destruction's consciousness returned to the God Realm, an uninvited guest arrived at the Destruction Temple.

"Shura, it's not your place to tell me what to do," the God of Destruction snorted coldly. He was in a bad mood right now, and the Shura God had just run into his anger.

"According to the rules of the God Realm, deities are not allowed to interfere with the growth of their successors without reason. Your act of trying to rush things is absolutely forbidden!"

"So what? As long as I can guarantee the quality, what does it have to do with you? My successor doesn't need you to worry about him. Besides, Shura, aren't your own hands always reaching out further than mine?"

"..." The Shura God's expression stiffened, and his tone softened slightly, "Destruction, your divine position concerns the safety of the God Realm. As an enforcement deity, I naturally need to pay more attention."

"Get lost." The God of Destruction impatiently waved his sleeve and directly showed him the door.

The Shura God, having lost face, looked displeased and left directly.

The God of Destruction couldn't be offended. After all, everyone in the God Realm knew that Destruction and Life, Evil and Good, these two pairs of God Kings were almost bound together. Offending one meant offending both.

"I'll go find Little Green..." the God of Destruction sighed and walked out of the Destruction Temple.