Seeing the huge built and the deadly aura coming from the three-headed Cerberus, Lilias was shocked for some time and then she looked at her son with even more reverence and love. She was very happy in her heart that even after her crimson serpent absorbing all his talent her son was still extraordinary.
Her gaze then fell on Rowen's devilishly charming eyes and then a blush formed on her face. She elegantly paced towards him and then kissed Rowen on the lips.
Rowen also didn't resist the kiss from his mom, he even grabbed her ass however it was not as soft due to the armour. After a little kiss, the Queen again glanced at the dog-like demon and smiled. She was proud of her son's creation.
This dog demon was already on Initial Deity Realm. Now even if King's old man came, it will be no problem for them to deal with him. It will be as easy as killing a wild horse.
The remaining guard looking at the Queen and the Prince kissing woke up from his stupor and then looked at his two companions. Fear gripped his heart when he saw the growling three-headed Cerberus and Warewolf. He hesitated and then moved his gaze towards the Prince and then the Queen.
Looking at the Queen's third eye a pressure enveloped him, gripping him from his heart. He quickly moved his gaze again towards the prince. Seeing how both of his remaining friends have chosen to betray the king and choose the Prince. His loyal thoughts also started getting shrouded by fear and little greed.
When he saw how the Old Dog has successfully broken through the True Deity realm even at this old age. His hopes for the future changed, he started imagining how he can also become a true Deity. He then clenched his fist in determination. And made up his mind to serve the prince. Even if he has to leave his humanity behind, he can at least become powerful and can also save his family.
Rowen also administrated his little flesh in the third guard's mind and after the transformation, the third guard also became a werewolf. Actually, the flesh that Rowen transmuted in all three of the guards was not his but the flesh manifested by his demonic technique, so he don't have to worry about ever running out of flesh to transmute.
He just needs to have enough spiritual energy in him to create demonic flesh. That is to say, currently, he has exhausted all of his spiritual power on the three of these. He now needs to currently sit and meditate to get more spiritual power, only then he will be able to make more demonic slaves like them.
His demonic slaves can also differ in strength, like how Cerberus is stronger than a werewolf. All three of them were in the spirit manipulation realm before the transmutation however only the Cerberus broke through the true True Deity realm while the two werewolves only remained in the Spirit Synchronization realm.
So if someone randomly got a stronger bloodline then he will be able to rule this continent more easily and who knows if he would even be able to get through the Black Skull wilderness.
Rowen than paced towards his crippled unconscious father, he wanted his father to wake up from his unconscious state and look at his som f.u.c.k.i.n.g his wife. He wanted to have s.e.x with his mom while his father watched it in pain. However just as he was about to kick his father in the head to wake him up, cracks started to appear under his father.
The big stone tiles started to break and snake-like cracks started to speed towards him, he quickly jumped back forming his armour-like shield on his body. A blue coloured ice hand exerted from the ground and then covered the unconscious king.
Lilias on the other side squinted her eyes and then a terrified expression formed on her face, she quickly covered her son with her spirituality and stretched her bow, pointing it towards the dark sky.
Rowen could feel his mom panicking and he then opened his third eye and also looked at the night sky, where he could see a solemn old man flying with his eyes closed. His hands behind his back and a blue coloured aura surrounded his whole body.
He looked like a saint that has descended from heaven. He then angrily opened his eye and then a bone-chilling icy pressure descended on all of the people In the courtyard. The spiritual barrier formed by his mom shattered like glass and soon enough the marching steps of army resounded outside the courtyard.
"Peak Deity Realm!"
Lilias said with an astonished expression on her face, she thought that the old man of the king only has the cultivation of initial deity realm, however, looking at him now he has already reached the peak deity realm.
Although she could contend with a middle deity realm expert however the gap between an initial deity and peak deity was too much, she was not sure if she will be able to stay alive for more than ten minutes in front of him.
Power gaps between a higher level deity and a lower level deity are too much even for her. Even with the help of her armour, she was not confident in herself. And the bigger problem was the army that has completely enclosed the courtyard with no way of running away.
She gritted her teeth and then also flew in the sky, facing the icy aura of her father. She looked him in his eyes and then released her bow at his forehead.
Seeing her daughter in law acting against him, Bolrock sighed and then blew out cold air from his mouth, the fast arrow that was coming towards him froze in the mid-air and the fell down.
Bolrock was the name of Rowen's grandfather. And he has unexpectedly reached the peak level of Deity realm, defeating him would be very hard. Rowen looked at his grandfather and then ordered the old dog to help his mom. While the two werewolves surrounded him to protect him against the imperial army.
"Dear Daughter, I don't want to kill you by my hands so, please surrender yourself by crippling your and that son of your's cultivation."
Bolrock said with a gentle voice while his white coloured hairs fluttered elegantly in the wind.
"How about you become my slave and serve me then I will let you live."
Rowen said from below with a smiling expression on his face. He was completely unfazed by the chilly pressure.