Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Seeing this display, the organizer elder really had nothing more to say.

They hadn't given Madeleine the Army Chief role for fear she would do something like this, yet who knew she would act in this fashion anyway?

'Leave it be.' A sudden voice entered the organizer's ears. 'They're limited in what they can do without an Army Chief. Just allocate them to a random battalion. As long as they're not under a Sacharro Clan Army Chief, their results will be next to nothing.'

The Federation claimed to be equal for all on the surface, but they had obviously made plans to allow the already powerful Clans to rise to the top. The Golden Flame Quadrant territory was already cornered off for the Golden Crow Sect, how could they allow the Flaming Lily Sect to thrive?

They believed the Golden Crow Sect had everything under control, but they still took the extra step to suppress Madeleine.

The Star Clan couldn't unilaterally make decisions, so those who had roles as Army Chiefs were actually voted on by the collective. Thankfully this was so, or else a free pressure inducing words from the masked dragon tamer might be able to change the result.

But, who knew that Dyon would have a massive grin on his face as the three Legatees walked back to him. He even rubbed Serbona's little head, encouraging her lightly.

His demeanor made his thoughts clear. He didn't believe it mattered how they tried to suppress his wife. She would shine through no matter what.

Unfortunately for the Star Clan, though, the headache didn't seem to be over as it was now Ri's turn.

Not daring to make assumptions anymore, the organizer directly asked.

"Would you like to be affiliated with the Sacharro Clan, or the Water Mist Sect?"

Ri shook her head. "The Water Mist Sect has been purposely hiding their Legatee from me so that I cannot challenge her. It seems they don't want my help, so I'll be under the Sacharro Clan."

Many sighed a breath of relief, but those of the Water Mist Sect clenched their fists. Losing a talent like Ri was a massive blow they couldn't ignore. Since they couldn't bring out the male talents of their Mist Clan, this would make things more difficult in the future…

With that, the rest of the proceedings went smoothly. The only other surprise was that an unknown Olympus Clan suddenly had a few thousand geniuses under their helm. No one was sure which Clan this was, but after the Sacharro Clan's appearance, the blow of the sudden appearance of a new powerful Clan was dampened significantly.

"Alright, the final task is to choose your territory. Be sure to choose wisely and don't overestimate yourselves.

"To ensure that this doesn't happen, you will all be restrained to a 1st Tier territory. You will not be allowed to move on to a 2nd Tier territory until you have conquered three 1st Tier territories. This goes for everyone, without exception. If you've been found to have travelled to a territory outside your designation, your accumulated points from this mission will be wiped, and any subsequent points you earn from this mission will also count for 0.

"First priority to choose territories goes to True Gods. After you've chosen, your battalion will be randomly assigned. If your wrist band glows after an Army Chief selects, it means you've been chosen to be a part of their army. This is a final and random choice, so it will not be changed."

Dyon casually looked at the star map. Though it was too expansive for a normal celestial, or even dao expert, to take in with one glance, it was as easy as breathing for Dyon. He immediately memorized the layout of the whole quadrant in an instant.

'I still need to do some calculations to figure out exactly where Legolas' treasures are buried. If I had paid more attention to the Federation, I wouldn't have been so caught off guard by this.' Dyon silently berated himself.

"As the highest ranked among the True Gods, True God Star will go first, followed by True God Diasho, True God Lux, True God Nativus, True God Aurum, True God Sacharro, True God Damaris …"

Dyon looked toward his chosen army without much expression. Currently, Little Shere, Biibi, Linlin and Sen were by his side. Luckily, they weren't in their full forms, but had rather shrunk down to the average size of normal tigers, deer and apes. Only Linlin took on the size of a larger than average tortoise, allowing Dyon to sit on her beautiful ancient rune etched shell.

As of right now, all the other armies had already left, only Dyon remained in the dust field, even the various elders had either gone to their posts to oversee the first mission, or had gone to Star Palace in order to leisurely observe the proceedings.

Those here were feeling a bit anxious, as one might expect. Though Dyon had many Sacharro Clan geniuses to accumulate points for him, many of them were the only hope of their Clans and Sects, they couldn't just stand here without a purpose or goal.

"I understand if you're all anxious. I won't claim to share your plight, but you all must understand that our best chance is if we come together as one.

"I'm sure you all know this, but this mission will take years to complete. It's a long process. Trust me, a few hours won't make or break your futures. You don't have to trust me now, but you'll see that my methods are correct in the future."

Hearing Dyon's words, many of them calmed down. He was right, this process, even with how weak the 100th quadrant was, would take years. Even a conservative estimate would be around two or so decades.

Dyon could of course conquer the entire quadrant in just a few months if he had his whole army, but right now, he was restricted to just a count of ten thousand. Only about a single thousand of which were the actually youth geniuses of their Federation, the rest were lower celestials who had most reached the end of the potential who were taking on this task for the pay.