The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God-Chapter 702 - 14th Child

Hundreds of years later, after most of the powerhouses left following the end of the celebration, Maximus and his wives secretly traveled to the Divine Continent.

Due to its unique nature, many powerhouses and their partners decided to stay there in secrecy.

Not being able to give birth has been a pain in their hearts, but now that there is a chance, they can’t wait to give it a try.

However, not wanting the world to know, they hid their figures, testing if it worked.

With so many hidden powerhouses, the Divine Goddess, who managed the continent, adopted a private entry procedure.

Through this method, newcomers would gain a fresh identity—one even she wouldn’t know.

Though this introduced a potential risk to the Divine Continent, the influx of powerful figures boosted the economy, nearly catching up to the Astral Continent.

The Divine Goddess simply had to pay more to the Etherium Council to strengthen surveillance.

After securing their alternate identities, Maximus quickly purchased a large tract of land, planning to turn it into their secret vacation haven.

As for the castle reserved for him as the Supreme Leader of the Etherium Realm, using it would be too conspicuous.

Like lovers sneaking away for a secret rendezvous, Maximus and his wives felt a thrill they didn’t want to break.

After acquiring their territory, they swiftly built a manor equipped with all the necessary facilities, arrays, and defensive measures.

"Shall we start?" With everything prepared, only the final step remained.

"Hmmm… take care of us, husband."

Smiling, Maximus dived into a pack of succubi.

Like a warrior against sixteen ferocious wolves, he was heavily outnumbered.

However, wielding his mighty sword, he refused to back down.

Dodging and striking, he fought off each opponent one by one.

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But as he defeated a few, the previously fallen ones rose again, rejuvenated.

Seeing this, Maximus became serious. These temptress wolves seemed immortal.

No matter how many he struck down, they kept coming back.

Unwilling to surrender, Maximus tightened his grip and fought on.

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Soon, the battle raged for hundreds of years before it ended.

As he lay on his back, staring at the twinkling stars, exhaustion washed over him.

Even he had his limits.

Beside him, his wives had also collapsed, drained from the endless fight.

"It’s finally over…" they murmured, feeling their bodies ached from the battle.

To preserve the experience, they refrained from using healing potions or skills.

Fighting continuously for centuries at such intensity—it was no wonder they were utterly exhausted.

Each of them had given their all, determined to be the final victor.

But in the end, only one could return home with the prize.

"Congratulations, Skye~ You’re too persistent!"

Indeed, among them, Skye had emerged as the lucky one.

Although they had fought without using skills, her sheer determination paid off.

With stamina lasting four to five times longer than the rest, her chances were the highest.

"Hahaha, I got lucky~" Skye laughed, feeling the new life within her.

After millions of years, she could finally have a child of her own.

In the beginning, she hadn’t cared much for such things.

But as time passed and her love for Maximus deepened, Skye longed for a child—a symbol of their bond.

Watching his wives surround Skye with chatter and excitement, Maximus couldn’t help but smile.

His 14th child was about to be born.

"How long do you think it will take?" Skye asked, gazing at the life growing inside her.

After reaching the Tier 11 realm, their very life structures had changed.

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Their bodies functioned in ways far beyond ordinary comprehension.

"It should take around ten thousand years," Maximus estimated.

That was the bare minimum.

If he wanted to nurture the child to its ultimate potential, the process could take millions—or even billions—of years.

However, seeing Skye’s excitement, waiting too long was not ideal.

Furthermore, Maximus didn’t care much about innate potential.

Potential could always be nurtured, even after birth.

Going from trash talent to a Tier 13 Origin-Grade Ultimate Physique himself, Maximus had plenty of experience.

Now that he possessed all the resources, he was confident he could raise their child to the top, regardless of its starting point.

"What about next time, husband? When do you think the Divine Continent could replenish its energy?"

The Divine Continent functioned by gathering unique birth energy and randomly infusing it into new life.

As its dimensional master, Maximus could control this energy and direct it toward himself.

However, this birth energy was not unlimited. It required vast amounts, and regenerating enough for another birth would take time.

Seeing his wives excited for more, Maximus didn’t want to dampen their joy.

"It will be soon, just wait a little…"

With the Plane Origin, not only could he accelerate the regeneration of this unique birth energy, but he could also enhance the Divine Continent itself.

However, his Plane Origin was limited. With many higher priorities, he didn’t have any extra to allocate to the Divine Continent for now.

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After a brief celebration, they returned to the Shadowcrest Castle.

"Father, Mothers! Where have you been?!"

"Did you secretly go on vacation?"

"Not fair! How could you leave us behind?"

Seeing them return, the girls pouted, upset that they hadn’t been taken along.

"We had important things to do. We couldn’t take you." Maximus shook his head.

"Huh? What is this life energy?"

Suddenly, sensing the extra burst of life energy, the girls looked at them in shock.

"So, this is what you were busy with?!"

"Are we going to have another brother?" Asha asked excitedly.

"No! I want a sister! Sisters are cuter!" Serene shouted.

"What can a sister even do? They’re so annoying," Lyla muttered, tired of dealing with her mischievous younger sisters.

As the girls argued over their future sibling’s gender, Maximus and his wives went to rest.

Playing for hundreds of years—though enjoyable—was exhausting.

Thinking about his upcoming wedding with Iris in a few hundred years, Maximus sighed.

He still had so much to do.

"Hah… what a life…"