Infinite wealth In A New World Chapter 478: The Favoritism Of The King
Previously on Infinite wealth In A New World...
Sunny turned his head to his daughter, a bit speechless. The swirling, volatile cosmic energy of the origin light expanded five meters outward into the burning sky, then violently shrunk back, liquefying and merging completely into his body. The realm’s ambient temperature stabilized instantly.
He blinked, his golden eyes settling into a calm, regular glow as he analyzed the sudden emotional shift on the battlefield.
"What are you saying, Dear? Your Dad needs the power boost." Josephine said with a slight frown, her maternal pragmatism clashing with her daughter’s sudden empathy. To a now supreme family navigating a multiversal war, letting a primordial power source walk free was a tactical waste.
"But... Can Dad not kill the water Beast? She is kind, and she didn’t attack us." Treasure said, turning to Josephine with wide, pleading eyes. Her feisty nature had completely softened.
"Hmm... Is that what you want?" Sunny took a single, effortless step. The fabric of space compressed beneath his boot, and he instantly appeared inside the green life-barrier, stopping directly before his silver-haired daughter.
"Yes. Dad, please--"
"--Hahaha!" Sunny laughed out loud, the booming sound instantly clearing the lingering tension from the air. He reached out, gently caressing Treasure’s silver hair with a warmth reserved only for his kin.
"You just need to say it, there is no need to keep on pleading... I will give you anything you want, even if it’s a planet." Sunny said with a bright, indulgent smile. To a being who had just inherited three entire realms, granting the life of a single primordial beast was a trivial request if it made his daughter happy.
"Really?" Treasure looked up at him, her face instantly lighting up with a brilliant smile.
"Of course!" Sunny said.
"Thank you, Dad." Treasure surged forward, hugging his waist tightly.
From outside the barrier, Nammu sank to her knees, a profound, overwhelming wave of relief washing over her form. "Thank you, Princess." she said, bowing her head deeply toward Treasure.
"Hehehe! It’s nothing! You aren’t evil, so you shouldn’t die." Treasure said, separating from Sunny and flashing the ancient water beast a cheerful grin.
"Wow, dad is so good to little sister." Lucian said, slouching his shoulders as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Yes, if only he can be this good to us. I am the Youngest amongst us." Destiny added, his mind feeling thoroughly slighted by the blatant display of paternal favoritism.
Sunny snapped his head toward the two boys, glaring at them with an icy, sharp look. The terrifying pressure of an absolute deity locked onto them for a brief second, causing Lucian and Destiny to instantly stand upright, their spines snapping perfectly straight.
’Dad loves his daughters more than us.’ Destiny thought silently, carefully keeping his expression entirely blank.
KNOCK!
"What are you two thinking?!" Josephine asked, appearing beside them like a ghost and giving both of the boys a sharp knock on the head.
"Your Dad loves you equally!" she added, crossing her arms with a stern glare.
"Mom, do you have to read our thoughts?" Destiny asked, rubbing the sore spot on his head with a grimace.
"I can’t help it... I can hear my blood thoughts." Josephine said smoothly.
Sunny watched the domestic display with a faint smile, then turned his gaze toward Ellen and Jinx, the two elder sisters who had anchored the operations of this chaotic mission. "You two did good." he said, stepping over and ruffling Ellen’s hair with genuine pride.
"I am happy we didn’t disappoint you." Ellen said with a bright smile, her weariness vanishing at her father’s validation.
"It’s nothing." Jinx said flatly.
"Oh, Honey, what about the realm Ruler? Did he escape?" Josephine asked in surprise, turning her head back toward the sky, remembering the fleeing Togas.
"No, I killed him. He’s dead." Sunny said simply, turning his head back to Josephine as if he were discussing an irritating insect rather than a multiversal tyrant who had ruled the Fourth Realm for millennia.
"Really?" Josephine asked in genuine surprise, and Sunny nodded his head, his calm demeanor confirming the absolute finality of the execution.
’Wow, he killed the realm ruler in seconds. What rank is he on?’ Nammu asked herself in total shock, her body trembling as she stared at Sunny in absolute disbelief. To her, a Realm Ruler was an immutable law of nature—yet this man spoke of slaying one as an afterthought.
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"Look at what I found!"
Everyone turned their heads toward the horizon at the sound of the booming voice. Perran was flying rapidly towards them, his expression entirely unbothered as he dragged a struggling figure through the air, holding the long, crimson hair of the Blood Moon Goddess tightly in his fist.
"Let me go you insect!!!" The Blood Moon Goddess yelled in pure, unadulterated rage, her flowing red dress torn and covered in ash.
’What is happening?!! This person is only a True God rank, but I can’t even fight him,’ she thought in absolute horror. Even with her status as a Half-Realm Ruler, Perran’s raw, unyielding combat prowess had completely suppressed her.
The green barrier shifted, gently landing on a flat patch of ground. Perran dropped from the sky and threw her violently to the dirt, right in front of Sunny’s boots.
"Should I kill her?" he asked, his hand resting casually on his weapon, waiting for the order.
Sunny stared down at the groveling goddess on the ground, his expression completely devoid of warmth. "You attacked my kids?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous.
"You! What rank are you on?!!" the Blood Moon Goddess yelled back, looking up at Sunny. She could sense the terrifying, boundless void radiating from his existence—a tier of power that defied the very guidelines of the universe.
"My rank? I also don’t know... There is no such ranks recorded." Sunny said coldly. He dismissed her question entirely and turned his head to Treasure: "What about her?"
"She is evil..." Treasure said, narrowing her eyes and looking away from the woman in pure disgust.
"Yes! She said she will kill us, then hide from you." Destiny yelled, finally releasing the pent-up anger he had stored while being threatened by her.
"Even when we threatened her with your name, she didn’t back down, and still wanted to kill us. Help us get this revenge Dad!" Lucian added, his usual lazy demeanor completely vanishing, replaced by the cold, vengeful traits of his father’s lineage.
Jinx, Regina, Precious, and Casey stared at the triplets, completely speechless.
’Wow, these triplets are really ruthless, not even giving this lady a way out.’ they thought in unison, realizing that crossing Sunny’s kids was a guaranteed death sentence.
"No! I was just joking! Why would I go against you?! Please forgive me!" the Blood Moon Goddess quickly yelled, her divine pride completely disintegrating as she scrambled backward in the dirt, realizing she had fell into a slaughterhouse.
"So you’re saying my kids are lying?" Josephine asked, her voice dropping into a register that dripped with immediate, suffocating killing intent. The air within the barrier instantly dropped below freezing.
"No. No. I am sorry."
WHOOSH!
The speed of the execution bypassed mortal and divine perception alike. Everyone, except Sunny, only saw a singular, blinding flash of light as the Blood Moon Goddess’s head flew cleanly into the air, spinning twice before falling in the distant dirt with a sickening thud.
"Pathetic." Josephine said, her expression entirely passive as she extended her hand, unleashing a torrent of Sunny’s pitch-black primordial flames that instantly incinerated the body and head into absolute nothingness.
".....?!!"
Marriott, Esther, Ethan, and Patrick stood frozen inside the barrier, their faces completely pale and horrified by the casual, brutal erasure of a literal deity.
"The Matriarch is scary." Esther muttered in absolute horror, shivering as she stepped closer to her father, realizing that the kind woman who had protected them with a green barrier was just as terrifying as the King himself.