Authority Dog

"Stop pretending. Just tell me straight—how can I get you to agree to become my mother's Sovereign's Emissary?"

Seeing Hermes keep dodging the issue, Leis Jing finally lost patience.

He asked directly.

"Ah?" This time, it was Hermes's turn to be dumbfounded.

He knew full well that the Purple Thorn Sovereign God was absolutely observing everything from behind the scenes.

Hermes considered himself invincibly strong, on par with a Paragon? That was merely his lowest aspiration.

But right now, he wasn't a Paragon yet, and he didn't dare put on airs before a Sovereign God.

The reason Sovereign Gods held Paragons in high regard wasn't just because a Paragon was a God-Emperor, absolutely invincible among gods.

No matter how invincible, before a Sovereign God, they were just oversized ants.

A Sovereign God casually forming an Energy Clone indeed couldn't do anything to a Paragon, but if their true body descended, they could easily crush a Paragon High-God to death.

Of course, almost no Sovereign God would casually make a move against a god-level being.

Let alone against a Paragon?

There was another reason for esteeming Paragons: Sovereign Gods also had to admire a Paragon's achievements in the laws.

And they were immensely envious!

Among Sovereign Gods, three of the Four Rule Sovereigns were Paragons. The Death Sovereign wasn't a Paragon, but as the first life born in the Underworld, and wielding the Underworld's ultimate treasure, His strength was also off the charts.

This created an illusion that there were many Paragons among Sovereign Gods.

But that wasn't the case.

Only Theresia, the Wind Element Lower Sovereign God, was a confirmed Paragon. Among the seventy-plus other Sovereign Gods, no one had heard of any being a Paragon.

The Four Divine Beasts were special, but they only dominated through their combined Innate Divine Ability.

In terms of the laws, they were merely at the level of a normal Sovereign God's five mysteries fused together.

"I've heard that Sovereign Gods treat their emissaries like slaves, making them kneel at every turn."

"I really don't like that!"

Hermes could only speak the truth.

He knew the Purple Thorn Sovereign God was watching his every move. Having Leis Jing test the waters first already proved the Purple Thorn Sovereign God wasn't unreasonable.

"Rumble~!"

Endless Sovereign Power suddenly gathered around Hermes, and a beautiful woman in a purple robe appeared.

"I grant you the same freedom as a Paragon, and you need not kneel before the Sovereign God. Are you willing to become my emissary?"

The Purple Thorn Sovereign God said.

With these words, she thoroughly sealed off Hermes's retreat.

Facing a powerful Sovereign God, did he dare refuse?

He didn't.

"Boom~!"

The golden mountain tens of thousands of meters tall vanished, and Hermes, with his short golden hair, appeared before the Purple Thorn Sovereign God.

At the same time, he bowed in salute.

"Greetings, Sovereign God~!"

He also played a clever trick.

Only after the Purple Thorn Sovereign God finished her promise did Hermes retract his true form and respectfully bow to her.

The Purple Thorn Sovereign God said nothing, merely smiling as she gazed at this towering man.

"Hermes is willing to become Your Emissary, Sovereign God."

Knowing the Purple Thorn Sovereign God was waiting for his answer, Hermes hesitated no longer and bowed deeply once more.

"Haha, excellent!"

Leis Jing leaped dozens of meters high and actually sat directly on Hermes's broad, mountain-like shoulder.

"Hey, Leis Jing, are you using me as a mount?"

Hermes reached out a hand to pull Leis Jing down, but the bald kid suddenly flew to the other side.

"Big guy, don't be so petty. Fine, I'll turn back into my true form and let you ride me."

Hermes grew even more unsettled—this sounded way too suggestive.

"Cut it out~!"

"If you don't get down, I'm going to have to hit you, got it?!"

With the Purple Thorn Sovereign God right there, Hermes couldn't unleash his ultimate move—otherwise, Leis Jing would never have had the chance to sit on him.

"Alright, Leis Jing, stop messing around!"

Having obtained Hermes' consent, the Purple Thorn Sovereign God was inwardly overjoyed.

She quickly stopped Leis Jing.

Along with that, her address toward her son became more formal.

"Yes, Mother!" Leis Jing was just too excited; he didn't actually intend to treat Hermes as a mount.

"Hermes, what kind of Sovereign Artifact do you want?"

The Purple Thorn Sovereign God asked, "Limited by the Sovereign God Protocol, a Sovereign can only grant one Sovereign Artifact to an Emissary under their command."

"But you need to think carefully—choose one from material attack, material defense, or soul defense."

Hermes hesitated.

"I know you have a treasure that protects the soul, but its defensive effect should be inferior to a Sovereign Artifact."

Worried that Hermes might choose recklessly, the Purple Thorn Sovereign God added an explanation.

"In that case, I'll choose a soul defense Sovereign Artifact."

He had left the Great Earth God Plane and come to Hell, not because he absolutely didn't want to become a Sovereign's Emissary.

He just didn't want to become an Emissary that a Sovereign could order around at will.

Since the Purple Thorn Sovereign God was giving him such face, he naturally had to accept it—otherwise, wouldn't that be ungrateful?

"Good~!"

The Purple Crystal Sovereign God smiled.

"This is a soul defense Sovereign Artifact I once used myself."

A bracelet shimmering with a faint purple light flew before Hermes, and he grabbed it in one hand.

"Thank you, Sovereign."

Hermes bowed slightly.

"Mm, this bracelet is also a storage item, and it should be better than ordinary storage equipment."

After the Purple Thorn Sovereign God finished speaking, this clone condensed from Sovereign Power dissipated.

"So?"

Leis Jing returned to his original body size, then floated in front of Hermes and said.

"I didn't lie to you, did I?"

He felt smug—from now on, this big guy counted as one of his own.

"The Sovereign is pretty good."

Hermes admitted that much.

How should he describe the group of Sovereigns?

Domineering, beyond question?

It seemed almost every Sovereign had roughly the same temperament.

Perhaps it was just that being in a lofty position for so long had gradually cultivated their domineering nature.

They looked down on everything.

In truth, once someone refined a Sovereign Spark and became a Sovereign, they truly transcended ordinary life forms.

Endless Sovereign Power would transform a High God's body into a Sovereign's body.

Additionally, the Willpower contained within the Sovereign Spark was essentially the authority of the Coiling Dragon Universe's heavens and earth.

In other words, Once someone became a Sovereign, they immediately turned into an Authority Dog.

A vast Supreme Plane, even when converted into a cosmic starry sky, was boundless.

But to a Sovereign, a single sweep of Spiritual Sense could cover it all—what else was that if not an Authority Dog?

The key point was!

A Sovereign could also condense a massive Sovereign face or an Energy Clone out of thin air.

As long as one hadn't reached Grand Perfection, as long as one wasn't an Authority Dog, a Sovereign could kill a God-level being with just a single thought.

How was that even fair?

It wasn't!

Furthermore, a Sovereign's Energy Clone indeed couldn't kill a Grand Perfection expert, but if the Sovereign's true body descended, even a Grand Perfection expert couldn't escape death.

In the Coiling Dragon World, Grand Perfection was essentially just an infinitely weakened version of an Authority Dog.

The authority they held was only that single portion of Willpower within their soul.

The power they could unleash was utterly insufficient to compare with even a fraction of a Sovereign's might.

But that didn't mean the Willpower within the soul was weak—once a Sovereign achieved Grand Perfection, their strength would instantly amplify a hundredfold across all aspects.

This likely involved the difference between Soul Willpower and Sovereign Spark Willpower.