Conqueror Of All - 152 Are You questioning Me?

Izan gazed around, he was slightly confused over why he was here, and not in the next world, as they had planned. But as he continued thinking, he heard another voice in the room.

“I think I might have heard something wrong earlier, I hope I was mistaken, but let me get this straight before we continue our travel.” The little red bird was flying near Izan, but her gaze went towards Jiutian for some reason. But her gaze went towards Izan not long after. “Lil’Bro, tell me, what is your goal in travelling around the Fake Universes?”

“To gain strength and power.” Izan didn’t hesitate to answer, as that was his goal from the beginning, to become stronger before he arrived at the Real Universe.

The little red bird stopped flapping her wings, but she stood still in the air, the flapping of her wings was just for fun. “Who told you that?” Calypso’s voice wasn’t high nor low, seemingly only natural.

“I did.” Jiutian replied whilst standing near Izan. “After having spoken with the other Generals in the Empire, we decided upon a path where Izan can become stronger before he returns.”

And the moment Jiutian finished speaking, a tremendous force gushed out of Calypso for only a brief moment before it vanished. “Are you and the other ‘generals’ stupid as bread!?” Calypso began rebuking Jiutian harshly. “Who the hell mentioned that Izan needs to gain more strength and power? Have you not noticed one important thing yet? That Izan is recovering his strength from his first life?”

Jiutian nodded, but she then stood still, her mouth was slightly agape, and she began thinking.

But Calypso didn’t let her think forever as she started speaking. “That means that Izan hasn’t a need to get stronger and get powers from low-level fake universes that couldn’t benefit him much other than increase his recovery slightly.” Calypso paused for a second before she continued. “What Izan truly need are two things. One being – time. And the other being – mending his shattered Soul.”

Both Izan and Jiutian stood still for a brief moment, and at the very next moment, Jiutian’s eyes widened, while a glimpse of a smile appeared on Izan’s face.

“Calypso, are you one hundred per cent sure?” Izan’s asked whilst having a small smile on his face, his tone was slightly going deeper, but his voice couldn’t hide his excitement.

The little red bird began flapping around, an arrogant voice sounded out from the little red bird. “Of course, who do you think I am? I am your Big’Sis. Besides, you should know the truth yourself, you honestly didn’t need me to tell you that if you had ‘sensed’ your Soul much closer.” Calypso talked happily, but she sent short cold glances towards Jiutian from time to time.

Jiutian had also figured out what Calypso was talking about, and she knew that she had made a mistake. A grave mistake that shouldn’t be allowed. Because if she was the reason for her Emperor’s weakness in the future, she wouldn’t have been able to forgive herself. Jiutian was feeling cold shivers from Calypso’s powerful cold glances. Jiutian is clearly able to sense it, the difference between her and Calypso, almost like she was merely a corn of dust in the desert, and Calypso was the entire world.

“Then… I have been going the wrong path until now. My path isn’t to gain more strength or powers yet… It is to regain what I have lost, and solely with that strength I can return to the Real Universe and get stronger there…!” Izan whispered to himself like a monologue, but unlike Calypso who was sending cold glances towards Jiutian, he didn’t do so. Izan instead was smiling brightly towards her, perfectly calming her down.

As Calypso’s cold gazes turned into something more dangerous, another powerful aura gushed out. Unlike Calypso’s sensation of ‘Greatness’, the new aura had a feeling of ‘Majestic’. Calypso’s gaze went towards her little brother, the aura Izan was giving off wasn’t even powerful if compared to her aura, but Izan’s aura had a ‘commanding’ effect on everything around himself. The atoms, space, the Universe was at his command, and Calypso knew it, if Izan grew stronger, he could command the birth and the destruction of Universes.

“Calypso… Big Sister, don’t push me too hard, alright?” Izan was speaking calmly with a small smile. “Everyone can make a mistake, there is no point in blaming anyone for what had happened. What we need to do now is to think ahead, we need to think forward because these ‘Fake Universes’ aren’t out last stop, our goal is at the Real Universe. Therefore, we still have time to continue forward… Do not blame it on Jiutian, because I will not be able to tolerate that…!” Izan’s calm expression was still present, but his majestic aura was gushing out of him like a flood that has been released.

Calypso stopped flapping her wings once again, she didn’t resist the majestic aura coming from her Little Brother. “Lil’Bro, tell me why, why are you so different from the past?” Calypso asked gently, as she truly wanted to know because Izan has changed too much from his past life.

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A gentle smile appeared on Izan’s face as he gently glanced towards Jiutian and afterwards Defying and his other unconscious wives. “Because I found people that care for me, and I care for them. I don’t remember too much of my ‘first life’, only blurs of a few glimpses. But one thing I can tell you is that ruling an Empire alone isn’t fun.” Izan’s gentle smile vanished the moment he turned towards Calypso, because he knew one thing, that Calypso wouldn’t agree to such a thing that easily.

And therefore, Izan’s calm expression turned stoic, and his ‘weak’ aura began spreading further, it slowly began transforming itself to something visible. A purple cloak manifested itself on Izan’s back and a red crown appeared on top of his head.

“Calypso. Are You intending to stand against my Path?” Izan’s voice came from the entire room, and the voice seemed calming and soothing to the ears of Jiutian and Defying, but Calypso bore the heaviness of Izan’s voice.