"Could this 'space-ti projection' be influenced by the body's luck value?"
With a strange expression, it settled atop the Chaos Throne.
The Dragon of Chaos simply couldn't understand why the "unlikely event" ntioned by the Bronze Divine Tree would happen to it so quickly.
"Did you encounter the forr Chaos Supre God?"
"Or an individual who might beco a Chaos Supre God in the future?"
Although it couldn't discern any change in expression on the Bronze Divine Tree's face at this mont,
the Dragon of Chaos believed that the other's expression wouldn't be any more normal than its own.
After all, in the endless river of ti, coincidentally eting a "colleague" from either the past or future isn't sothing that can be simply described as good or bad luck.
If it t those who haven't beco Chaos Supre Gods yet, it would be fine.
They might see the Dragon of Chaos as having beco a Chaos Supre God ahead of ti, becoming a mber of these thirteen Chaos Thrones.
But before that, they pose no threat to the Dragon of Chaos.
However, if the Dragon of Chaos encountered a forr Chaos Supre God, that would pose a great problem.
Firstly, being a forr Chaos Supre God, they are unquestionably old hands, thoroughly understanding the essence of the Gods of Chaos.
Secondly, since they are forr Chaos Supre Gods, it implies that they certainly abandoned their incarnation as the Gods of Chaos.
Considering the benefits of becoming a God of Chaos, those willing to give up such an incarnation voluntarily may exist, but they're extrely rare.
Thus, those Chaos Supre Gods have most likely already faced death.
No one can imagine what actions a Chaos Supre God, destined for future death, would take.
Whether to escape the fate of death or to return to the Chaos Throne...
Upon knowing the existence of the Dragon of Chaos, those Chaos Supre Gods would have only one choice—to invade and seize in reverse.
"No, the situation isn't as dire as you imagine, I can handle it for now."
After regaining its senses, the Dragon of Chaos hesitated for a mont, then casually brushed off the topic.
"More than that, I'm curious why you would teach such 'space-ti projection'."
The Dragon of Chaos never overestimated its own value, nor underestimated the potential of [space-ti projection].
Regardless of anything else, once fully mastering the capability of [space-ti projection], the Dragon of Chaos itself could toy with this special ability to the extre.
Being cunning foxes for countless years, the Dragon of Chaos could hardly believe that the Bronze Divine Tree wouldn't recognize the value of [space-ti projection].
"You need it, and I have the ability, nothing more."
In response to the Dragon of Chaos's questioning, the Bronze Divine Tree provided an unexpected answer.
"Just... that?"
Staring at the Bronze Divine Tree ambiguously for a long ti, an idea suddenly popped into the Dragon of Chaos's mind.
"Could it be that you are the creator of the 'Gods of Chaos'?"
"Do you plan to harness the power of elites from various eras to forge the 'Gods of Chaos' into a truly perfect Divine Artifact, creating a shortcut for yourself towards the 'Tao of Celestial Father'?"
This concept had just been learned by the Dragon of Chaos from Aten, but seed rather fitting when applied here.
Only in this way could it be explained why the Bronze Divine Tree understood the [Gods of Chaos] so well, and its special care for these Gods of Chaos.
In fact, besides the current special situation of the Dragon of Chaos,
each newly crowned Chaos Supre God had also received help from the Bronze Divine Tree,
whether directly or indirectly...
When they first set foot in this high-dinsional space, they would be reminded by the Bronze Divine Tree to keep their era's information secret.
From the perspective of a normal God of Chaos,
this was evidently a thankless task that might even do more harm than good.
Whether it relates to itself or to other Gods of Chaos, such acts by the Bronze Divine Tree were damaging to the interests of beneficiaries.
Yet, the Bronze Divine Tree persisted, gaining the tacit approval of many Chaos Supre Gods.
"The creator of the 'Gods of Chaos'?"
After a mont of apparent surprise, the Bronze Divine Tree's words showed a smile for the first ti.
"That notion is quite interesting?"
"There have always been nurous speculations about ."
"So say I am a collective of the many 'Gods of Chaos'..."
"Others claim I am the self-will born among the endless tis of the 'Gods of Chaos'..."
"There are even guesses that I might be an Orderkeeper specifically to ensure the eternal existence of the 'Gods of Chaos'..."
"But you're the first to see as the creator of the 'Gods of Chaos'."
The Bronze Divine Tree's implication was clear; it was not the creator of [Gods of Chaos] as ntioned by the Dragon of Chaos.
"Do you want to know my experiences?"
"From the perspective of a Listener, listening to the growth story of a God of Chaos..."
Nodding eagerly, the Dragon of Chaos indeed wished to learn the experiences of the Bronze Divine Tree.
Although knowing the other is certainly going to obscure its era's information, it could more or less infer the stance and attitude of the Bronze Divine Tree.
"As for , in the beginning, I didn't want to beco a 'God of Chaos'."
"So, after obtaining this incarnation, I chose not to use it for a rather long period."
With a deep sigh, while describing this past, the Bronze Divine Tree's tone was filled with unlimited nostalgia and reminiscence.
"Until one day, I heard the voice of another 'God of Chaos'..."
"It was a young voice, full of innocence and childlike wonder..."
"She called Mom, perhaps mistaking for her previous 'God of Chaos' mother."
"Sadly, she didn't know I existed in another ti-space, and perhaps didn't even realize her mother had already died."
"All she knew was, this thing belonged to her Mom, and through it, she had always been able to communicate with her Mom."
Sowhat bewildered, yet sohow enlightened...
The Dragon of Chaos could probably sort out the logic within but felt all the more baffled by it.
"Perplexingly, it seed I'd inherited another 'God of Chaos's daughter in a different ti-space..."
"She would complain to that yesterday's food tasted awful, today's learning tasks had increased, and sotis she would want to lull her to sleep."
The Bronze Divine Tree's voice was gentle and delicate, narrating past events as if it were a real mother.
"And so day after day, year after year, like a real mother, I accompanied her growth."
"Until one day, she suddenly cried, feeling deeply wronged, and asked ... why couldn't I be truly by her side like other people's mothers?"
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