Chapter 3122 Baring

Leonel's eyes narrowed. The Spirituals...

He hadn't really thought about them since the time he left. He had only glanced at their throne and then left directly.

Honestly speaking, they were very lucky he hadn't just wiped all of them out. He had been wanting to turn over a new leaf. The old him would have definitely razed them to the ground.

Now that Anastasia mentioned them, he realized that she was correct. They would definitely be the best for all of this. After all... they were also human.

But, given how sensitive he was about such things right now, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't wipe them all out if they pissed him off again.

He still had a belly of anger that he was currently suppressing. These months had helped him to mellow out a bit. But as their baby's due date was swiftly approaching, he really didn't have patience for nonsense.

Then again, he wouldn't be surprised if the situation of the Human Race was quite terrible right now.

'If for no other reason than the Dwarven Race, I'll have to return no matter what... I'll see what the situation is then.'

"Okay. I'll think about it. For now, how are things going with the Sea Gods?"

Anastasia frowned.

"Not good?" Leonel followed up.

"... The problem with the Sea Gods is that they aren't a naturally selected Race by evolution. There's a reason for that.

"As powerful as they seem, their flaws are larger.

"If you wanted to save a few nice seedlings from them, they could be useful. But I believe you want to use them to rule the seas, right? Well... that's a lot more difficult."

"Mm," Leonel nodded. "Go on." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"The bulk of it is that Water Force isn't a good foundation for a Race. There's been no real path before. The Sea Gods are just ultimately like any other Race with extra steps. That's why they need to pump their water full of so many minerals.

"The issue is that even if you succeed, you would just be destroying their greatest strength in exchange. The end result would be a mediocre race, one Existence should have already phased out."

Leonel vaguely understood what Anastasia was trying to say, though it was still a bit over his head. It seemed that he needed to study Force Pill Crafting more. Just how many deductions was he missing out on because of this lack of knowledge?

"Do you have a solution?"

"Uh... yes. But the solution might as well not be one at all, because it could practically be the solution to everything."

"And that is?"

"Help them gain a high affinity for Creation. If they can gain that, they can self-correct a lot of their own weaknesses. But there's a reason most Races, families, and Lineage Factors are founded on the simplest Forces in Existence.

"Building a Race with high affinity for an equally high Path would not only burn a ridiculous amount of resources, there would also be a large number of 'duds' among them. Their own Lineage Factors would be unlikely to awaken among their kind, effectively making it just as rare as usual."

Leonel's lip twitched. This really is a worthless solution.

Were the Sea Gods just screwed, then?

As Leonel was about to fall into his thoughts once more, Anastasia suddenly looked off into the distance.

"Not good..."

"What happened?" Leonel looked up.

"The Pluto just declared war on the Void Race."

Leonel's heart skipped a beat.

This sounded like something that didn't have anything to do with him, but his heart was suddenly doing cartwheels.

This was the worst-case scenario.

The Pluto were baring their fangs.