Chapter 1553 They are my wives. "You will become the absolute being you desire to be with over billions of strong subordinates who will take care of different things for you. And of course, being able to mate with any of these subordinates whenever you desire is a bonus as well." The ethereal being chuckled when he said those words. Nux on the other hand, narrowed his eyes when he heard those words. "So you want me to have sex with thousands of women, raise their cultivation, and then use them as my expendable army? And you are saying that this is what is going to make me an Absolute Being?" Nux questioned, from his tone, it was clear that he didn't like this idea and he wasn't hiding it either. His father, however, took this in a wrong manner, "You don't have to worry, son. You already have the Slave Seal, don't you? In the future, I will tell you other, more efficient ways to ensure your subordinates' loyalty. So no matter how strong your subordinate becomes, they will never betray you. You will have absolute control over them and they will be there to heed your orders with a mere thought." The Ethereal being had planned it all. How could he have not? This was the plan he and the other Progenitors of the Chaosveil World had come up with all those years ago, using the Law of Absolute Growth to create an army of Elites. And this time, the number of these Elites won't be weak, there would be millions or even billions of them. Would that make any difference? Elites are called Elites because they are rare. Cultivating an Elite takes an absurd amount of talent and resources, even in the Supreme Worlds, there are only a few thousands of Elites, Elites who are actually capable of taking on even the Supreme World's Progenitors for a certain period of time. Sure, individually, they will surely be weaker than the real elites who reached that level with their own hard work but… Would that make any difference? Elites are called Elites because they are rare. Cultivating an Elite takes an absurd amount of talent and resources, even in the Supreme Worlds, there are only a few thousands of Elites, Elites who are actually capable of taking on even the Supreme World's Progenitors for a certain period of time. And Nux's father planned to mass produce these Elites. Comparing his plan with Nux's case, it would mean that in Wars where the Primordials are rare and considered to be the elites of Low-Level Worlds, Nux's father wanted Nux to create an army of 10,000 Primordials. How are other worlds supposed to face such an enormous army? Something like that wouldn't be possible. Nux and his army can attack and win multiple worlds in one fell scoop and they can do it with not just Low-Level Worlds, but any world, that is how absurdly broken the Law of Absolute Growth is. "I still do not understand how this will make me an Absolute being. My individual strength would be far weaker if I continued to rely on my army. How am I going to face beings like the Progenitors of the Supreme World, or the Vampire Progenitor of my own world?" Nux questioned. And this time, his father frowned, "Do you not get it? You will have millions, billions of subordinates who will be almost as strong as the enemy elites. Do you think anyone in his right mind would have the balls to challenge you? Every single one of their Elites would be forced to face hundreds of thousands of similar-level cultivators who would even willingly give their life away for your sake and even if you lose a few of them, you can simply produce more of them. The other worlds cannot do the same, the Elites can't be mass-produced, only your Law allows it. So facing you, who have so many Elites on your side, is no different than suicide. Heck, you won't even have to move and your subordinates will bring the head of your enemies to you." The being spoke and seeing that Nux still didn't seem convinced, he continued, "Individual strength doesn't matter, son. If it did, then that Vampire would have long taken over the world, but right now, because he is alone and doesn't have an army backing him up, he cannot even challenge one of the Supreme Worlds despite being individually stronger than all the cultivators there. The real strength comes from numbers, You don't need a group of expectational talented cultivators, you just need to mass produce loyal tools that you can use for your sake." The Ethereal being spoke as he then glanced at Nux's women. It was clear how he viewed these women, in his eyes, they were just that, tools, but then, *Step* *Step* Nux stepped right in front of his so-called father, entirely blocking his view. "Don't look at my wives with those eyes." He declared and this time, his expression wasn't neutral like it had been all this while, the poker face he had created after spending hundreds of thousands of years inside the illusion was broken, He was looking at the man in front of him with clear hatred. And the man blinked in surprise. He didn't understand why Nux reacted in this manner, however, repeating his words in his mind, he realized something, and soon, he changed his words, "When I mentioned an army, your wives weren't part of it. You see, this is what's best about the Law of Absolute Growth, it gives you absolute freedom to do almost anything you want. You don't want to use these women as tools, don't do it. You can use the Law of Absolute Growth to help them, sure, but you don't have to add them to your army, there are always other women for them. You can simply enjoy spending time with these women while the others do the work for you." The man shrugged as if it wasn't a big thing, soon however, Nux said something that made him feel like his entire world had collapsed. "There are no others." Nux declared. "I have no 'army' of women, neither do I plan on making one. I only have my wives and none of them are expendable chess pieces. They are my wives."