"Thunder God?"
"You little brat, you really are clever!"
"You take after your old man! I only dared pose as a servant of the [God of War], but you assigned yourself a place under the [God of Magic] the moment you were born!"
"Good! Very good!"
"Our family is going to prosper!"
The husband slapped the bottom of the infant who called himself the [Thunder God].
His face was filled with pride.
He failed to notice that the infant's expression was growing uglier...
Just as the husband prepared to slap the infant's bottom again, the infant suddenly roared, "How dare you!"
Crack!
A thunderbolt suddenly appeared!
It struck the husband!
In an instant, the husband collapsed to the floor, his eyes rolling back and his mouth foaming, his arms and legs stretched perfectly straight.
They had probably never been that straight in his entire life...
He looked as though he had suffered a devastating blow.
"In recognition of your service in bringing me into this world, I shall spare you the death penalty this time!"
"If this happens again, I shall execute you!"
The infant floated in the room.
Thunderbolts crackled incessantly around him.
His wife, already exhausted from giving birth, could no longer hold on after witnessing this scene.
Her eyes closed...
And she fell unconscious in despair.
She had never imagined that she would give birth to a little "ancestor" she would have to serve...
"Divinities weren't divinities from birth."
"They were like me..."
"Or rather, like you and me. They were all native beings born in the Divine Realm, blessed with ageless lives and exceptional comprehension..."
"As time passed, the slogan 'strength reigns supreme' gradually emerged among the immortals."
"They established regimes and laid down rules."
"On the surface, this was meant to preserve the