Trist

His goal had never been to match a Paragon in Material Attack while having Material Defense second only to a Paragon.

It was to become a true Paragon!

With such an incredible talent, even at Four Mysteries Fusion, he could match a Water Element Paragon whose Material Attack was on the weak side.

If he broke through to become a Paragon, wouldn't Hermes become the number one expert beneath the Sovereign Gods?

There were more than seventy Sovereign Gods, but there was only one number one beneath them: Hermes.

Just thinking about it made him feel wonderful.

As for becoming a Sovereign God? Hermes didn't dare think about that yet. It wasn't a realm one could reach through hard work alone.

He would need to refine a Sovereign Spark.

But there had been only seventy-seven Sovereign Sparks since the beginning of the world.

The number had never increased or decreased.

Where was Hermes supposed to find one?

If he had a chance to snatch someone else's Sovereign Spark, like Beirut had, he certainly wouldn't pass it up.

But there was one problem: Hermes had been born in the Great Earth God Realm. If he took a Sovereign Spark, how would he face the Light Sovereign's wrath?

There was no solution!

So Hermes wouldn't even think about it. It was pointless to worry over something that hadn't happened.

It was a fantasy conjured out of nothing!

Where would he find a Sovereign Spark?

Without one, how could he snatch it?

Deep within the Purple Crystal Mountain Range, an ancient and mysterious power lay hidden.

When purple light erupted once more, it surged like a boiling tsunami, shaking the entire mountain range.

Countless black-and-red boulders fractured under the influence of the mysterious power.

Fragments of rock flew through the air, then reassembled under an invisible force, forming enormous Purple Crystal Monsters.

Their bodies seemed to be made entirely of black-and-red rock.

They all had a similar shape, somewhat like lions.

Purple flames flickered in their eyes, as if they possessed their own consciousness and souls.

At one corner of the mountain range, a Bald Child stood on a boulder, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and excitement.

He looked at the Purple Crystal Monsters, grinned, and couldn't help showing a mischievous smile.

"This guy's pretty impressive. Hahaha, I'm going to find him and play~!"

The Bald Child's voice rang out, clear and bright. He didn't seem afraid of the powerful monsters at all. Instead, he was full of interest.

He waved a hand.

It seemed he was summoning something.

Suddenly, a gigantic Purple Crystal Monster came over from afar. It was even larger than the others, and every step it took shook the earth.

The monster stopped in front of the child and lowered its enormous head, as if showing its submission.

"Come on. Take me to meet this big guy!"

The child easily jumped onto the giant Purple Crystal Monster's back and gripped its spikes tightly.

"Roar~!"

The Purple Crystal Monster let out a low growl, then set off toward the depths of the mountain range.

"Rumble~!"

A vast horde of Purple Crystal Monsters charged out of the naturally formed mountain hollow in the blink of an eye, like a herd of wildebeest stampeding across the plains.

"Run~!"

"The Purple Crystal Monsters are coming again!"

"Pfft~!"

A Lowgod had no time to dodge. He happened to be right in the monsters' path.

A Purple Crystal Monster, fast as lightning, smashed him into a cloud of blood.

"Thud thud thud~!"

Like ten thousand horses at a gallop, the Purple Crystal Monsters left nothing but chaos in their wake.

Divine armor was as flimsy as paper. Even an ordinary divine weapon could snap in half when it struck a Purple Crystal Monster.

Of the dozens of divine-level beings caught in the Mist Sea Riot, most died in the blink of an eye.

Only a few Wind, Fire, and Lightning Element Middle Gods were still running, with several High Gods ahead of them.

"Only High Gods can hold back this horde of immortal monsters!"

A Fire Element Middle God shouted. He was the slowest of the survivors.

His Fire Element divine power erupted, letting him run just as fast as the Wind and Lightning Element gods, but he couldn't keep it up for long.

That was exactly why he was shouting.

He wanted the High Gods in front to stop and hold the monsters back.

But none of them were fools.

"Harold," one of the High Gods in front said scornfully. "Do you take us for fools?"

"These monsters are practically immortal. We might hold them off for a while, but in the end, we'd still all die!"

"Rumble~!"

There were fewer than a hundred Purple Crystal Monsters, but they charged with the force of an army.

"Crack~!"

Harold—the Fire Element Middle God—couldn't outrun the others after all.

The Purple Crystal Monsters caught up and bit him clean in two.

"Crunch, crunch~!"

Amid a grating sound, a Purple Crystal Monster sucked him in, swallowing Harold whole.

"Pfft~!"

A black Divine Spark was spat out.

"Look, there's a particularly huge Purple Crystal Monster over there...

"Wait, why's there a dwarf sitting on its head?"

The combination of the Bald Child and the Purple Crystal Monster left the dozen or so divine-level beings ahead of them dumbfounded.

Since they were in a canyon and the extreme gravity kept them from flying, they couldn't scatter and flee just yet.

All they could do was glance back now and then. They didn't need to outrun the Purple Crystal Monsters, just the other people.

That was how cruel it was!

"Dwarf?"

The Bald Child heard the High God's remark.

His face instantly turned livid.

"Charge! Charge! My little ones, kill him!"

"Rumble~!"

Several Purple Crystal Monsters broke away from the group and charged straight at the High God.

They were much faster than the monsters leading the fleeing group.

"Roar! Roar! Roar~!"

"Damn it, so this thing was the one causing all this trouble?"

The High God circulated all his divine power, desperately trying to escape the canyon.

At the same time, he blamed the bald dwarf behind him for everything that had happened to him over the past hundreds of thousands of years.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The Bald Child's eyes lit up. This was his only hobby besides cultivation.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The High God was going mad. He hadn't expected that one careless remark would make the Bald Child single him out.

"Rumble~!"

The Bald Child rode the biggest Purple Crystal Monster, chasing after a group of panicked divine-level experts.

Now and then, a straggler was killed.

"Hahaha~!"

"Run! All of you, run as fast as you can!"

The Bald Child was getting impatient.

He wanted to find that "pretty impressive" big guy.

At the same time, he thought, Since Mother didn't stop me, that means this is okay.

That was the Bald Child's logic.

"I was wrong! I'm blind! I didn't see clearly, damn it~!"

The Wind Element High God who'd made the careless remark shouted as he ran.

"Why are you still chasing me? We're already out of the canyon!"

He felt incredibly unlucky. Aside from sending a few monsters after him at the start, the Purple Crystal Monster horde hadn't split up again.

The hateful Bald Child sitting on the monster's head had kept his eyes on him the whole time.

"Damn it."

"He's trying to kill me!"

Trist was nearly driven mad, but he had no way to change the situation.

"Hahaha, there's a little valley up ahead! If I can get away, this is my chance!"

He no longer cared who was to blame for being trapped here for hundreds of thousands of years.

Right now!

Trist only wanted to survive.