The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

There were less than three thousand years remaining before the Dimensional Competition.

Having had enough of vacation, Maximus decided to conduct a final sprint of training.

A few days later, as everyone returned one after another, Maximus began to explain his intentions.

"A final sprint training? Not bad. We can use this to warm up," Liam nodded.

"Hehe, is Father going to be teaching us personally?~"

"Hmm, I'll be your trainer,"

It had been a long time since he oversaw his family's training.

Usually, they trained independently, either solving problems by themselves or seeking advice from their sect instructors.

Only when they encountered a major issue would they seek his help.

"How about you call the family allies, Father? Fighting by ourselves is boring," Max suggested.

The others also nodded, thinking the same.

Fighting among themselves was indeed too repetitive and lacked excitement.

Furthermore, they couldn't go all out and risk hurting one another.

"That's feasible. Wait, I'll ask them."

Calling the Ashura Sect, Immortal Palace Sect, Sterling Family, Elfalhn Family, and Fritz Family, Maximus proposed a joint training session.

Soon, receiving replies, Maximus smiled and informed his children of the result.

"They'll be sending their top talents for joint training. You should prepare."

"Yes! Hahaha, it's time to show some muscles!"

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A few months later…

The top talents of his allies began arriving one after another.

"Huh? Where's Geir? Didn't he join the training?" Max asked in disappointment.

Geir was one of the Primordial Candidates, a friend of his, who shared the same love for fighting.

"He's being personally trained by my Master," Malgron replied.

This time, the Dimensional Competition was different.

Even Malgron's reclusive master, who typically paid no attention to the outside world, had been forced to step in and train the sect's representative.

"Too bad. Well, I can only hope his training pays off."

Soon, after all participants had arrived, Maximus gathered them in the Battle Arena.

"Before we start, I'll introduce who your enemies in this competition would be."

Waving his hands, a virtual projection of thousands of individuals appeared in the room.

At the top of the pyramid were Sira, Nyx, Zar, and Paragon.

Moving down were the Primordial Candidates of the Dimensional Alliance and the Secret Prodigies of the Devourer Faction.

Finally, at the bottom were the Saints and Saintesses of the Dimensional Alliance and the Princes and Princesses of the Devourer Faction.

Recognizing the projection images, the people in the room became solemn.

"I'm sure you know many of these prodigies…"

"Where did you find the others, Your Majesty?" Lito, a talent from the Ashura Sect, asked.

Coming from the top forces of the Dimensional Alliance, they were familiar with the strongest talents in the Aeon Plane.

However, looking at some unfamiliar faces, they couldn't help but be shocked.

"You don't have to worry about that. Just know that these will likely be the strongest participants in the Dimensional Competition."

To prepare for every possibility, Maximus had been deducing who the top contenders might be.

With the Ocean of Knowledge, unless an Overlord hid someone, nothing could escape his gaze.

Nodding in understanding, they continued to listen to Maximus.

"What you'll do next is fight these individuals, from the lowest-ranked to the highest."

"On the side, we'll give you advice and strategies for each fight, pointing out your shortcomings and what you can improve."

Besides Maximus, there were also Ocean-level powerhouses from his allies.

With their different perspectives and opinions, the guidance would be more comprehensive and effective.

Soon after introducing the rules, they began choosing opponents to fight.

Starting from the bottom of the pyramid, the joint training commenced.

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As the training progressed, Maximus's family began to show their power.

Defeating each of the bottom-level talents without losing once, the others couldn't help but be amazed.

"As expected of the Shadowcrest family!"

"Tsk, it seems the rumor that they are comparable to a Primordial Candidate is true."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Maybe they're even stronger?"

"Impossible. How could they be comparable to the top talents of the Dimensional Alliance?"

"Alright, stop gossiping. You haven't even defeated 100 opponents. How do you have time to comment on others?"

Hearing the warning from their teacher, they unconsciously trembled.

The training seemed simple at first, as they only needed to defeat their opponents.

From the weakest to the strongest—it initially felt too easy.

However, once they lost, their hell began.

Losing to an opponent didn't just earn them advice but a brutal grilling.

All their weaknesses and the reasons for their losses would be engraved into them by their teacher, ensuring they never repeated the same mistakes.

As for the methods, it involved nothing but repetition and pain.

Simulating the same action, they were required to come up with the perfect response.

After being beaten again and again, no matter how stubborn they were, they eventually learned.

After receiving this 'advice,' they could defeat the enemy flawlessly.

Becoming numb to pain, they mechanically moved on to the next opponent.

Meanwhile, Fealan, Alabaster, and Readius were also having a difficult time.

They had thought that with their skills and experience, as long as their opponents weren't too strong, they would have no problem winning.

However, after starting their fights, they realized they were merely frogs at the bottom of a well.

Their billions of epochs of experience seemed nothing to these top prodigies who had undergone top-notch training since they were born.

Undeterred, they continued to fight and learn from their losses.

Soon as Maximus's family moved on to the next tier of the challenge, they finally encountered a defeat.

"Lost?"

"H-how is this possible?"

Looking on in disbelief, they hadn't expected to lose.

Although they were stronger, their enemies seemed to have endless tricks.

"Did you increase the difficulty, Father?"

They had already conducted this same training countless times.

After hundreds of thousands of years of memorizing their opponents' movement patterns and habits, they could win with their eyes closed.

Even against the prodigies at the top of the pyramid, they could hold their ground for a while.

Losing to the same opponent, they couldn't believe it for a while.

"I didn't increase the difficulty. I merely added some details," Maximus smirked.

Fighting a monotonous enemy wasn't challenging.

Instead of simply simulating raw information about the enemy, Maximus personally deduced all the possibilities these prodigies might use.

Taking all this information, the simulated opponent would have a perfect response based on their abilities.

In other words, the opponents they were fighting could win against all odds.

The only way to win against such opponents was to overpower or don't make any mistakes.

"You still have thousands of years. I'm sure you can overcome this challenge..."