Grand Dad Is The Pervert God

Each one of the Anchored stones had immense power.

Many say that the stones were the crystallization of the Old Emperors' power, and others simply said that it was old cultivators that ascended to godhood.

Either way, the Anchored stones carried a power that could topple mountains and flood deserts.

In total, there were twelve Anchor stones.

And each and every one of them had been lost to the wild the moment the old Golden empire fell.

They were still a lot of varying rumours surrounding the old Gloden empire and how great its power was. But most importantly, there was also the story of its demise.

The Old Golden empire was said to have had a boundary to its territories that was boundless.

Its power was so great that kingdoms willingly submitted to its rule. And he that sat upon all such great and mighty power had the Anchor stones to do as he willed.

Unfortunately, for reasons unknown, knowledge surrounding the Old Golden Empire has been banned. And not just in this kingdom but in all kingdoms.

Many books surrounding its knowledge and wisdom have been burnt to the ground by an agreeing great purge of sorts by many rulers around the world.

The books that survived that purge are very well hidden, and if one found or even had a book from the Old Golden Empire, they will not say.

Possession of such knowledge, even if it was reported, was equivalent to a purge of that person and all his relatives.

Eros did not know for what reason such strict rules were put in place. However, right now, he really did not care.

He was a god. He had seen the rise of countless empires and also their falls. He had seen great kingdoms and even greater Empires built on the ruins of the older ones.

One thing that they all had in common in his mind, was the fact that they all eventually fell.

No matter how high or how great, before the power of time, they were all nothing.

He sighed at this.

However, bards still carried songs about the old empire and what it once was. They also carried a legend of sorts concerning the Anchored stones and one who would wield them.

They say that the last of the emperor's bloodline managed to survive and carries within him, the ability to summon the stones.

Many speak of his return. But as it stands, the Old Golden Empire fell over about a thousand years ago.

Even if there was such an heir, he would have long died.

These days, bards just use the old songs to make a living.

After all, old fantasy stories are loved by all. Especially children.

Eros knew of the Anchored stone. And if it was true that one of those stones had been found, then that would explain that tune in his head.

However, he had told himself back from laughing hard. "mortals are really something else." he said to himself.

The thought of the anchored stones was incredibly hilarious to him. And the reason was quite simple.

Eros remembered that when he was in the heavens, there was this game that gods loved to play with mortals. Just for fun and entertainment.

They would make treasures and scatter them in the mortal world and then create hype and chaos around them. Mortals in their ignorance and desire for power would always put up a good show that the gods would laugh at and enjoy.

remembering such times brought a smile to his face. Back then, even he created such items.

If he was not mistaken, then these Anchor stones might be something similar.

while in thought, Jimmy suddenly ran to him, "Master! I can't find young master Dan anywhere. I have searched high and low, but I just cant find him."

Eros raised a brow, "are you sure? did you check behind the barrels?"

Eros remembered where his grandson had rushed to hide and assumed he was still there.

"Yes! I have. but he his not there." Jimmy looked like he was panicking already. However, Eros calmed him down.

Immediately, he spread out his spirit sense to the entire area in and about the ship.

To his surprise, he truly did not find Dan.

However, his senses caught something else.

The tune that was being played from inside the black island had suddenly changed.

It sounded almost a bit excited. Like it had found something of importance.

Eros frowned.

Commander Half bra pointed to some of her crew members. "You, you and you, come with me. We are going after Commander Tender eye. The rest of you fix the ship, and loot anything of value from the Black Eye Pirates. They have broken the agreement. We can take what we want from them."

As she spat out orders, many of the women ran about to do as she had requested of them.

Commander Half bra feared the worse was to happen if she did not hurry to go save her sister. After all, commander Full bra might have had higher cultivation than her, but her specialty was not fighting.

Against an unforgiving warrior like commander tender eye, she was practically meat on the chopping board.

She had to hurry.

She and the ladies to accompany her backed their weapons and necessary gear and were ready to head out.

She took a step forward. The pain from the injury on her back suddenly acted up, and she missed her footing.

However, before she could fall to the ground, she felt a hand hold her back, "hmmm! are you sure that you are in the best condition to be going out?"

The familiar voice of the Baron reached her ears.

She stood up and shook his arm off, "don't worry about it. I'm fine!"

She roused her soul energy and continued moving unto the island.

She had already landed on the black rocks and moved a fair distance when she noticed the Baron and his butler following behind her.

"Baron Eros! I thank you for your help so far, but I can handle it from here. I can save my sister without your..."

"Shush!" Eros placed a finger on her lush lips, "firstly, I'm not here for you, and secondly, you just walked into a trap..."