Chapter 1270: Another Son.

His gaze stayed on the new Supreme Metac, the Seal of Death Supreme Metac, as if it were the key to his swift, eventual domination of the Blessed Heaven World.

Of course, his expectations of the Seal of Death weren’t baseless. He had a very important reason for having so much faith in it. It was something no Dao Lord could do.

But before he could use the Seal of Death and test its capabilities, the person he least wanted to see appeared before him. A humanoid being in black plate armor, holding a black spear, stood before him.

His first instinct was to attack. But he suppressed that thought in favor of deactivating the 27 Devourer Divine Metacs in the first godhead. After that, he began preparing the Rewind Metac.

"Why do you keep your Divine Ability activated all of the time?" the guardian asked.

"I’m using it to tweak my conversion efficiency," he replied.

Meanwhile, the mind within Fenrir and the black seal had different thoughts.

’What are they doing here?’

’Have I offended them?’

The guardian heard these thoughts and saw no problems with them, so it didn’t pay attention.

Instead, the guardian said, "I would have told you to be careful not to run yourself ragged that way. After all, the cost of lifespan and Entropy to do something like that can’t be cheap."

"But since you’ve successfully advanced to two-star celestial so soon, clearly your method is working for you. I shouldn’t be surprised, really. Clearly you’re very intelligent. It is to be expected of someone who could upgrade a Grand Dao into a Cosmic Dao," they said, their tone one of amazement.

In Fenrir, Loki was thinking, ’I hope they are only here to congratulate me.’

But in the spark of power, he was thinking, ’On one hand, I’m happy that he didn’t see the 27 Devourer Metacs. It seems I did a good job aligning them with the Devouring Divine Ability.’

’On the other hand, how the hell did he know that I advanced? I advanced barely five seconds ago, and he is already here. Is he stalking me or something?’

The guardian only heard the thought within Fenrir and smiled as they said, "I am here to congratulate you on your advancement."

"Not only did you advance in record time, but you also advanced with another Cosmic Dao. They are both worthy of praise."

But Loki bowed and said, "I don’t think they are that impressive. I only advanced so quickly because I was lucky. If I didn’t stumble onto the correct sequence for the position of the divinity, I would be nowhere close to advancing."

"As for advancing with a Cosmic Dao, it is not that impressive as a Mountain Lord. In fact, it would be a shame if I didn’t make use of my title as a Mountain Lord to have multiple Cosmic Daos."

His voice was humble as he said, "What would really be impressive is if I was able to advance a second Grand Dao into a Cosmic Dao."

On the surface, within the Seal of Death Supreme Metac, he was thinking, ’I was lucky to get the right answer for 10% conversion efficiency, but that doesn’t mean I’m not great.’

The guardian heard this thought and chuckled as they thought, ’Humble on the surface but full of pride inside. As expected of a genius.’

’I am sure that you’re unwilling inside and dissatisfied with your fate. Unfortunately, you’re still livestock and breeding material for my race. No matter how talented and proud you are, your fate is to be raw material to make my race more powerful.’

But outwardly, the guardian was saying, "You beat yourself up too much. To upgrade a second Grand Dao into a Cosmic Dao is a high standard. It is too much to ask of yourself."

"In fact, it is a good thing that you didn’t upgrade another Grand Dao because if you had, I wouldn’t be talking to you right now. I would be done bounding you, and you would be on your way to the pantheon for thorough harvesting," they said, laughing.

The guardian was talking about killing him so casually, but he could only laugh along with them as if the threat didn’t get to him.

But inwardly, he was furious, thinking, ’What do they mean by thorough harvesting?’

Even without reading his thoughts and hearing how Loki resented his position, the guardian already knew he was pretending to laugh. But hearing his thoughts made the guardian laugh harder.

After laughing their heart out, the guardian said, "Anyway. Congratulations again on your advancement."

"But that’s not why I’m here," they said, producing a black egg.

Loki had seen this egg before. In fact, he had seen it many times, so he recognized it immediately. It was the same kind of egg that produced his son, and seeing it made him uneasy.

’Oh no,’ he thought, stepping back.

For the first time since this conversation started, his fake thoughts in the Supreme Metacs and his real thoughts in the spark of power aligned. He was truly apprehensive, afraid, and unwilling.

"What is that for?" he struggled to ask without resorting to violence and attacking the egg.

In response, the guardian said meaningfully, "You should know what it is for. After all, you saw it and used it less than 24 hours ago."

"That’s why I don’t understand why it is here. I produced a son less than a day ago. You said I won’t have to produce another son until my previous one died. I doubt my son is dead, so I am confused by this," he said, pointing at the black egg.

"That’s the thing. Your son is dead," the guardian said with fake sorrow. "So we need you to do your duty for the Gemini race and produce another offspring."

"But I just..." he said, trying to come up with an excuse or any reason not to be drained again.