Chapter 1552 Ambition [4]

Rose, Ruyue, and Elena were all unique people. They'd spent a lot of time together, and naturally, they'd influenced each other; but none of them ever deviated from the paths they decided to walk.

Perhaps they moved at different speeds. While Rose was still desperate for love, Elena was content with it. While Rose was content with power, Elena couldn't get enough of it.

However, their strengths and differences always managed to balance out somehow. This was the nature of the dynamic they'd created after spending the majority of their lives together.

Then, how did Iris fit into it all?

She was inherently different from her sisters. Putting aside the fact that she was already a high-rank Demigod on her way to challenge Godhood, she was over ten thousand years old and far more mature.

It had only been a few hundred years since they had come to the palace, with the time dilation included of course.

To her, that didn't really mean anything.

She'd lived for hundreds of years hundreds of times. This period of training was just like any other for her.

Iris and Damien's relationship was like a mix of what he had with his other wives.

Love and affection combined with independence and space. They craved each other, but they didn't get in each other's way.

Damien represented something in Iris' life that she'd never had before. Not just in the sense of being a man she was interested in, but in most other aspects as well.

She wanted to keep him for as long as possible, and while the method she used to do so was to act submissive, she wasn't really a submissive person.

It was just that there hadn't been a time yet that she truly craved him enough to act dominantly.

She cherished the adventures they'd had together in the Ancient Battlefield. Those experiences would last her a lifetime.

Plus, Damien came back here and there to show them he still cared. She didn't really need more than that.

He had his ambitions. If he could complete them in a few hundred years and spend the rest of his life with her? What complaint did she have to make?

Nevertheless, Iris was also assigned a battle with an enemy.

Though, that enemy was not a Demigod, but a God.

Damien had high hopes for her.

Back when they were in the Ancient Battlefield and getting to know each other, he'd entered her soul and seen everything she held dear.

He knew about the fear that held her back for most of her life, and just the same he knew about the dreams she'd always held dear.

Iris, like Elena, loved chasing the peak.

And once she gained access to Creation, once she got closer to the peak, that desire became much, much stronger.

Iris was emotionally simple compared to her sisters.

She knew her likes and dislikes well as she had millennia to figure it out.

They spread out in all directions, headed to the specific points where they were assigned.

Waiting for them there were opponents who wanted nothing more than to slaughter them.

In the face of those opponents, they would not cower.

They would show the might of Void Palace, so that their enemies could learn fear.

They would act precisely without leaving any room for errors, so once they had all flawlessly completed their missions, their enemy would be no more than a bug waiting to be crushed.

Among those dispatched were the 16 Swords in their totality, and even those like Claire and Serena.

After all, Straea didn't just provoke them with weak and minor forces.

Malefice Straea himself was standing on a mountain peak awaiting his opponent.

Malevalon was, at least to the knowledge of outsiders, alone within his manor, waiting to see whether his forces would achieve victory or fall in defeat.

Of course, that could only be assumed, because none of them knew about the presence of countless Foreign Races living beneath the Northern Region.

But Damien knew.

And Damien wasn't just going to let those nobles do as they pleased.

He was already moving in order to stop them from succeeding in their plans, and along the way

He was running the combat circuit on his own, killing several Gods who weren't matched with opponents.

Though, it had been a considerable amount of time since Damien started fighting alone.

Shouldn't he have had some company?

Within the next few days, the entire world was covered in an aura of war.

Battles raged on all over, mostly in places where others couldn't be harmed, but spanning such lengths that they were visible from faraway cities.

The highest class of society, the commoners, and even beggars and wanderers who had no connections told stories about those battles.

And among them, of the few that truly stood out

Perhaps it was courteous to name the exploits of Damien's wives first.

After all, not only was this the first time they were really showing themselves to the world

this was also the first time the world would be forced to etch their names into history.

And when it came to those

There would be many, many more in the future.