Creation Of All Things-Chapter 66 : Royal Divine Bloodline Of The War Demon

After everyone had their emotional reunions, they eventually went their separate ways.

Adam, his parents, and Joshua headed back home together. Along the way, Adam introduced Joshua to his parents in his usual blunt way. "This guy? He's... something like what people call a friend."

Raphael and Freya exchanged looks before bursting into laughter.

Joshua chuckled too, shaking his head. "Even I don't know what to call you, but if I'm your only friend, I guess that makes you mine too."

Adam smirked but said nothing.

When they stepped into the house, they were met with an unexpected sight—Tatia and Gloria were sitting in the living room, waiting for them.

The moment Raphael saw her, he froze for a split second before speaking. "Mom."

Tatia looked up, her face as unreadable as ever. "You're alive. That's nice."

Her tone was flat, but anyone who truly knew her could see it—the quiet relief in her eyes.

Before Raphael could respond, Gloria shot up from the couch and ran straight into his arms.

"Brother! I missed you!" she said, hugging him tightly.

Raphael returned the hug, a rare softness in his eyes.

"Mother almost killed me for keeping your whereabouts a secret," she added, pouting.

He chuckled, ruffling her hair. "Don't worry, I'm here now. No one's hurting you."

Gloria giggled, clinging to him a little longer.

Adam, watching the scene unfold, raised an eyebrow. Where was the usual ice queen Gloria? Was this really the same person?

Meanwhile, Freya stepped forward. "Mother."

Tatia shifted her gaze to her, and for a brief moment, Freya braced herself for that usual cold stare. But instead, she saw something else—recognition, warmth... even love.

Tatia nodded slightly. "Thank you for not dying in there."

Freya blinked in surprise.

Tatia glanced at Adam before continuing. "I already got the full story from him. You suffered more than enough for the sake of this world. That's something even I wouldn't do."

Then, for the first time in a long while—she smiled.

"You have my respect."

Freya stood there, speechless for a moment. Respect? From Tatia? That was something she never thought she'd hear in her lifetime.

Adam, standing beside her, grinned. "Whoa. Did I just witness Grandma giving a genuine compliment? Somebody mark the date."

Tatia shot him a sharp look, but there was no real malice behind it.

Raphael chuckled and shook his head. "Some things never change."

"Alright, I'm done here. I need sleep. Good night, everyone." Adam stretched lazily as he turned and headed for his room.

No one stopped him. They knew he had been through a lot. Even Tatia, despite wanting to test his strength, let him go without a word.

The moment Adam stepped into his room, he shut the door behind him and activated his concealment device. A faint hum filled the air before a thin veil of energy spread across the room, blocking any form of detection.

His expression shifted. Gone was the carefree smirk—his eyes sharpened, focused.

He reached into his storage space and pulled out a glowing red core.

It pulsed violently, radiating pure destruction. Flames licked at its surface, twisting unnaturally, almost as if they were alive. The very air around it distorted, warping under its raw power.

"Essence of Destruction."

Adam stared at the Essence of Destruction in his hand, a smirk playing on his lips.

This thing was no joke. It was the core of the Monarch of Destruction, the very source of his power. Absorbing it wouldn't just give Adam more strength—it would give him control over destruction itself. Well, a little control, at least. The fundamental law of destruction wasn't something easily tamed.

But that could wait.

For now, he had something more interesting to check.

He opened his inventory, and immediately, his eyes landed on something that made him pause.

[Sword of Destruction]

A blade forged purely from the Essence of Destruction. Its purpose? Destruction, nothing more. Once fully unleashed, it has the power to erase even the very concepts of fate, time, space, destiny, the universe, reality, and beyond.

Adam blinked. Then blinked again.

"What the hell?"

He wasn't expecting something this ridiculous. He knew he got some good drops from the Monarch of Destruction, but this? This was on a whole other level.

A slow grin spread across his face.

"Damn... I really hit the jackpot this time."

This was all thanks to one of his new most broken abilities—Absolute Loot.

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[Absolute Loot]

A skill that defies all logic. Whenever Adam defeats an enemy, instead of just taking their wealth or weapons, he can loot their very essence, their power, their existence. The stronger the opponent, the better the rewards.

Originally, it was just Loot, a standard ability that let him steal skills, artifacts, and bloodlines. But then, Adam upgraded it into Absolute Loot—and that changed everything.

Now, there were no limits. No restrictions. If he killed a god, he could take divinity. If he defeated a being beyond time, he could take eternity itself.

And the best part?

It always gives him the best possible drop.

There was no randomness, no gambling—only absolute certainty that he would get something beyond broken.

That's how he got the Essence of Destruction. That's how he got the Sword of Destruction.

And that's why...

He was only going to keep getting stronger.

Adam chuckled, running a hand through his hair as he stared at his loot.

"Guess it's time to see just how far I can push this."

With a flick of his wrist, he summoned the Sword of Destruction into his grasp. The moment his fingers wrapped around the hilt, the air around him shattered, cracks spreading through space like broken glass.

His smirk widened.

"I don't know how to use a sword but..."

Adam said as he observed the Sword one last time.

"Yeah… this is gonna be fun."

Adam said as he looked at the next loot which made him realize something strange.

[Royal Divine Bloodline Of The War Demon]

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