Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon Chapter 1153 - 1150: No More Quarrelling

As Corey watched Prima and Primus bicker like toddlers, he found himself completely speechless and overwhelmed by the absurdity of the scene.

No.

They actually were young children, currently locked in a heated debate over who possessed more maturity and seniority.

When he first brought them into existence, he never anticipated such a bizarre outcome.

Typically, the creation of a Natural Weapon Spirit begins with the formation of a Weapon Spirit Seed.

True to its name, this Weapon Spirit Seed acts as a germ that must be cultivated through the creator's soul, Will, and spirit.

This represents the standard path for a Weapon Spirit to be developed and nurtured.

The spirit body of the Weapon Spirit is only manifested once the Weapon Spirit Seed has been sufficiently nourished and eventually cracks open.

Following a natural progression of life, the Weapon Spirit begins its journey as a child before eventually maturing into an adult form.

Greater potential within a Weapon Spirit necessitates a larger consumption of energies to reach full maturity.

It is important to note that the development of a Weapon Spirit is distinct from the physical evolution of the weapon itself.

A weapon's grade can be elevated by providing the necessary sustenance for growth, whether that involves feeding it mana, alternative energy sources, or the experience gained through combat.

While every Growth Weapon possesses a distinct advancement method, the weapon's physical growth does not automatically trigger the growth of the Weapon Spirit.

Conversely, if a Weapon Spirit matures, the physical weapon will inevitably undergo either a minor or major advancement.

However, Primus and Prima were different from standard Weapon Spirits; they possessed the ability to consume other Weapon Spirits as well as an individual’s Spirit, Soul, and Will.

Their advancement was not solely reliant on Corey, and it was this specific predatory nature that had incited the wrath of the heavens.

Corey remembered Primus expressing a desire to evolve after consuming his Tribulation.

Primus had chosen to utilize the energy harvested from the Tribulation to develop his spirit body rather than his physical frame.

Since Primus existed only as a Weapon Spirit Seed at that moment, his communication was muddled, leaving Corey uncertain if the spirit was truly ready to emerge from the seed.

It appeared his suspicions at the time were accurate.

Primus had been on the verge of hatching, only restraining himself for the sake of Corey and Prima.

Knowing that Corey required his assistance to survive the Tribulation, Primus understood that manifesting a spirit body would demand a week or more to finish the transition.

Corey simply lacked the time for such a delay, particularly with the gods watching his every move with hostility.

However, after both spirits devoured the Heavenly Executor—which contained a Will far more concentrated than the Tribulation Primus had faced—the sheer volume of energy within them required their total focus to prevent self-destruction.

Prima, like Primus, had been a peak Zenith Grade Weapon upon the completion of her crafting by Corey.

Once she received her name, she ascended to the peak Dominion Grade, a level of weaponry reserved for Lesser Gods or Tier 10 entities.

Following the total consumption of the Heavenly Executor, she reached the Semi-Omega Grade alongside Primus; she also tapped into those stolen energies to break free from her seed form and manifest her spirit body.

Reflecting on the transformations Primus and Prima had undergone, Corey realized the staggering amount of energy the Heavenly Executor must have contained.

It was mind-boggling that a single being held enough power to push a Dominion Grade Weapon to Semi-Omega Grade, while still providing enough leftover energy for two high-potential Weapon Spirits to form their bodies.

The situation was utterly madness, and he felt a wave of gratitude toward his luck for simply remaining alive.

Corey pinched the bridge of his nose in quiet frustration, eyeing Primus and Prima as they sat silently on the ground, pretending to be well-behaved.

They were currently engaged in a staring contest filled with murderous intent; had Corey not scolded them and ordered them to stay put, they likely would have leveled the entire Forge.

Corey observed the two youngsters who persisted in calling him "Papa." This form of address was another development he hadn't foreseen.

He had hoped they would use a title like "Master," but he could sense through their Will and intent that they would accept nothing other than "Father" or "Papa."

With a small shake of his head and a weary sigh, Corey turned his attention toward the pair.

"It looks like the two of you gained significant benefits from consuming the Heavenly Executor."

Primus swayed happily from side to side, speaking with a sense of triumph.

"Indeed. I successfully mimicked that weakling's weapon, and now my lightning has turned golden and much more potent."

Just as Corey was about to respond with a nod, Prima let out a scornful laugh.

"And yet you claim I'm the infant. Look at you, wiggling around like a toddler desperate for his father's approval... how childish."

Prima turned her head away with another dismissive snort, causing Primus to shake with rage.

Corey sighed again, shielding his eyes in sheer exhaustion.

"What was that you said?"

Prima stared back at him, her hands planted firmly on her hips.

"I said he's a child. A total crybaby."

Primus began to tremble, ready to strike out, but Corey’s voice cut through the tension.

"That is enough! I will have no more fighting between you two. Is that understood?"