“Can’t you be serious for once?”

“I am serious,” James shrugged. “I’m curious to see whether the child of Waitara Path or the Hongrome Child would be stronger.”

Thea groaned and then looked down shyly. “Jamie, you’ve been planning this all along.”

James finally let out a mischievous smile. “Who needs to plan? If we want to have children, let’s just have them.”

Thea pinched James’ waist hard and fell silent.

At that moment, Wyot suddenly shouted from the steps below, “Xovior, bring them up!”

With his command, a group of elite guards from the Doom Race escorted a large number of men and women to the massive square. They were not ordinary members of the race but lords and Heavenly Paths of various universes under the Doom Race’s domain.

As soon as they landed, they knelt in unison and shouted, “Greetings, Clan Leader! We pledge our loyalty to the Doom Race and to you!”

Their synchronized voices echoed like thunder throughout the Chaos Temple, sounding like a death knell to the kne