After examining the newborn's condition, Lynn withdrew his finger, a trace of complicated emotion flashing through his eyes.
A limit-breaking soul, stellar and spatial talents—none of those surprised him. After all, with such a powerful seed provider as himself, it was only natural for the child to inherit them.
But the talent of "Limit-Breaking Devour" was an unexpected delight.
It was the core foundation that allowed Starry Sky Behemoths to roam the seas of stars, feeding on stars and even entire worlds.
Because his own bloodline had been fused after the fact and only made up thirty percent of his heritage, he had not directly inherited this terrifyingly predatory talent.
He had not expected this hidden bloodline trait to manifest so tyrannically in the next generation.
This meant that the child's future path was destined to be inseparable from "plunder" and "digestion."
His growth speed would be directly tied to resource investment, but he would also be more likely to face the risks of mixed, unstable power or losing control.
"Devouring all things to grow... If he grows up, won't he become the public enemy of everyone?"
After all, fully mature Starry Sky Behemoths fed on suns, moons, and stars, and those stars included worlds and planes of every kind.
And they would not care whether life existed on them. They would swallow the whole thing in one bite.
One moment, you might be partying in a banquet hall; the next, you would already be inside a Starry Sky Behemoth's stomach, dead without ever knowing why.
At most, some evil god or evil organization might sacrifice a world or two. Starry Sky Behemoths treated worlds one after another as everyday snacks.
No intelligent life could tolerate that. The moment one was discovered, everyone would spare no effort to wipe it