Chapter 2057 - Comfy (1) (2/2)
Luckily, the Federation gave Dyon a great escape from this. If the World Tree had as great of an effect as it should, then that would mean that Dyon could allow the elves to acc.u.mulate merits by 'conquering' universes through the Federation's system. Then, the problem would be solved.
Dyon didn't mind sending a clone to handle these matters. After all, a single clone of his would already be stronger than any of the youths below 1000 years of age. At least in the Tower Quadrants, that is.
But, Dyon had to play these matters of the Federation correctly. Even if he could sweep through all of their missions in an instant and claim every universe of the tower quadrants for himself, it would be nothing short of foolish for him to do so.
If he acted in this way, how would the other Clans react? Some might accept it out of fear of the Sacharro Clan's strength, but many would not.
Those who joined the Federation, despite knowing they weren't as strong as the best Clans, only did so because they had a faint light of hope. As for the strongest Clans, they were confident in their abilities to profit from these matters.
But what if Dyon overbearingly snatched all those hopes from them? They would definitely react violently.
Therefore, Dyon had to be tactful… At least in the beginning. He would allow the geniuses beneath him to shine. In this way, the other Clans would stand a chance and the backlash wouldn't be as severe.
When the time was right, he would spring forward, righteously claiming lands for himself. Even if they complained at that point, it would already be too late. Dyon's power would be consolidated. Once he succeeded, there was a chance he might be able to conquer the tower quadrants before the battlefield descended.
In order to accomplish this, he of course needed geniuses. The Mortal Clan geniuses weren't ready yet, but he had the Demon Generals and the Elves. Plus, in about another ten to twenty years, he'd be able to create another batch.
Of course… He had his wives as well.
Under the reverent gazes of the elves and with his mother-in-law chuckling by his side, Dyon flashed forward, silently appearing behind Ri's meditating figure.
That day, the shriek of an Elvin Queen shook their territory.