"Lord Borton"
When Beliel bowed to Borton, a complicated look flashed through her eyes.
Before the Era, she had never imagined that one day she would grovel before a mixed-blood mongrel like him. In terms of bloodline, she carried the genes of her Grand Ancestor, the First Elder. In terms of status, she was one of the three candidates to become the next clan leader of the Dylan Demon!
And what had Borton been before? A despised mixed-blood, ostracized from childhood and driven to the outskirts of the Ninth Layer, where he had to fight those lowly Black Demons for resources just to survive!
Calling him trash from a cesspit would not have been an exaggeration. Yet she had never expected this fellow to transform overnight and actually become the Abyss's first Lord Deity!
And he had succeeded so spectacularly!
In just one era, he had occupied territory across eleven star systems, with a population exceeding forty quadrillion. More than ten billion of them were high-level soldiers with a quality of Tier Three or above. He was already unquestionably a major power. Among the younger generation of Lord Deities, apart from that panda called the Wine Immortal, hardly anyone could rival him!
By the time her maternal clan realized what was happening and tried to increase its investment, it was already too late. The nine legions were full, and the good-for-nothing young master her family had sent had only obtained the position of deputy legion commander. The resources assigned to them and the number of Dylan Demon successors they could provide were pitifully small. Not to mention the Fallen Angel Clan—even the Shadow Demon and Rock Demon clans, great clans with no blood connection to Borton whatsoever, had gained a huge advantage by investing early.
Now that Borton's luck had