Supreme Harem God System

1489 How are you going to help?

"Are there still no answers yet?"

Lazarus Bloodheart questioned with a grim look on his face as he glanced at his parents.

"..."

"..."

Ambrosia and Orpheus were silent.

Lazarus understood what their silence met and his face turned solemn.

Orpheus and Ambrosia stared at their son in silence, they wanted to say something that would help him calm down, but the situation was so tricky that they didn't dare comment rashly.

The only thing they could do was to continue bothering Alaric and somehow get some answers.

"I will take my leave."

Lazarus spoke as he then started walking away, but suddenly, a portal appeared in front of him.

A heavy pressure descended all over the place, the pressure so strong that all the strong Cultivators in the Bloodheart Family were alerted and quickly rushed towards Orpheus's room.

Orpheus and the others, however, weren't alarmed.

They recognized this portal well, sure, the pressure was intimidating, but it wasn't threatening.

And as soon as a woman stepped out of the portal, the intimidating pressure disappeared as if it never existed, and smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

"Melia!"

Ambrosia was the first woman who rushed towards her daughter and hugged her.

"Mother." Melia smiled.

Being embraced by her mother after so many years was certainly a comforting feeling.

While she relished the comforting feeling, Ambrosia and Orpheus continued to observe their daughter and couldn't help but be surprised, "You are a Divine..." Orpheus commented.

"And not a normal Divine either."

Ambrosia added.

As strong Divine Stage Cultivators, they both could sense just how terrifying the girl in front of them was.

The feeling she gave...

It didn't fall short compared to the first time Vyriana appeared.

Both Ambrosia and Orpheus easily realized that even if all the Divine Stage Cultivators in the entire Blood Kingdom came together, Melia would be able to suppress them with just her aura alone.

had reached a level they couldn't even imagine

was being observed by her mother and father smiled. She couldn't help but

didn't want to make their parents

made her feel embarrassed and proud at

"Hahaha~

all embarrassed, is this girl truly my daughter? What happened to the always stoic child who was a

narrowed his eyes when he heard

chuckled, not

well but suddenly, she noticed her brother standing away,

"Melia."

his sister staring at him and in an instant, Melia

"What's wrong?"

questioned as she glanced

no matter how hard Lazarus tried to hide it with

anything. Melia was a part of their family as well, not to mention she was close

about Esme and

spoke with a worried

Melia narrowed her eyes.

"What about them?"

because of recent changes

she already sensed Lazarus

her brother's state and her expression

like this. To think a man who would usually jump in joy and rush at her the moment she appeared would now stand so far from her, only passing a small, formal smile after

his wives, a little too much in fact. He may not be an obsessive fool like Nux, but he isn't very different

family above anything, and knowing that his wives might lose their lives within a

his place, he might have lost his sanity a long

that for hours without moving

she recalled those memories, she knew this was neither the right place nor the environment, but... she had spent almost a century in that man's embrace, and this time, Nux

had gone through many...

couldn't be blamed since her body was not hers to control. Her body

as her family

is she alright?" She

is a Semi Saint, so she

"I understand." Melia nodded.

I want to help other subordinates as well, but that would attract too much attention, so the numbers should be as limited as

"What...?"

in confusion. Orpheus narrowed his eyes, Lazarus, however, was the first one to lose his patience and, "Melia, what are

it is not a big deal,

"You... can help them?"

"Of course.

I would leave my family

stated as if it

smile appeared on

haven't received

seem worried, but why have

you not like

hands, waiting for Lazarus's hug, and Lazarus's