Chapter: 205
He momentarily panicked and tried to summon his power.
[ Grrr..!]
Due to the wounds left by Gag God, he couldn’t exert his strength properly. Drawing more power from his original form beyond the dimension could give him some relief, but just like Gag God, he could end up getting kicked out of the dimension himself.
That would be like trying to kill a mosquito and ending up burning down the whole house. At this point, being sealed was actually the better option.
But that didn’t mean he would just accept being sealed— the Demon God thrashed about violently.
If he had had just one hour after Gag God left, the Demon King’s attempts would have been nothing more than a silly performance.
It was a situation where the phrase “Divine fortune has touched the sky” would fit perfectly.
As the red light gradually constricted around his body, squeezing him to the brink of oblivion,
Fwaaat!
The dark clouds covering the sky split open, and dazzling light began to pour down from above. It was a shining and warm light that seemed to resemble angels descending from the scriptures, gently caressing the Demon King’s Castle.
Chок!
The brilliant light, symbolizing hope and miracles, touched the Evil Magic Sword, causing it to crack slightly.
Crash!
With a sharp sound like glass shattering, the Evil Magic Sword broke in two, and the red net that had covered the sky instantly faded away.
In the Demon King’s Castle, only the faint breaths of the Demon King, on the verge of lifelessness, and the silence from those who realized something was going wrong filled the air.
The Demon King reached out a hand toward the radiant light visible through her blurred vision.
[ Ah, finally, you have returned. ]
Through the soul-stirring sensation, she instinctively realized.
Their God had come back.
Dozens of pure white wings spread gloriously. Within those wings were multiple pairs, and at their center lay numerous eyes.
Those eyes, capable of peering into the very essence, were something lowly beings couldn’t dare to gaze upon. The eyes embedded in the wings and body sparkled in mystical colors, evoking both reverence and fear.
There appeared to be hundreds of eyes, all looking down on the world from different angles.
[ Hm… I have finally regained my freedom. ]
As a thunderous voice echoed, the earth trembled and the heavens shook. It was a soul-shattering voice that rocked the listeners to their core.
All those within the Demon King’s Castle held their breath, drenched in fear and reverence.
[ Heh, have you come back just to seek death? ]
The Demon God, quickly regaining his poise, glared sharply at the being known as the Dark Fantasy World God.
Just having escaped from Gag God’s influence, he spoke with an amused tone.
[ Oh, I was merely trying to help. ]
[ That’s nonsense. ]
[ I’m not talking about the ridiculous sealing incident. ]
He revealed the cards he held.
[ I was just trying to help you, who are playing in the game made by that guy you faced earlier. ]
[ Huh? What are you talking about? ]
Flutter.
As he lightly flapped his wings, the Demon God began to recover his poise rapidly. The vague shape that had settled in the mortal realm completely vanished.
The two divine beings moved through dimensions, slipping into a gap invisible to mortals. Think of it as transforming into souls, chatting in a space only souls could understand.
The Demon God squirmed with the urge to swallow his opponent whole. After all, even if it was a god who had fled for lack of strength, if he devoured their very essence, he could absorb their ‘positions’.
If the Demon God swallowed the Dark Fantasy World God right now, most of the authority in this world would fall into his hands.
Despite the key to devouring the world glimmering right before him, he held back only because of Gag God.
Fortunately, the words spoken by the Dark Fantasy World God were valuable enough to hold back the Demon God’s impulses.
[ Hah… ]
As all the talk concluded, the Demon God couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh.
The god before him, the outsiders who had broken through dimensions to devour worlds, and even the most elevated among them were all part of what she referred to as the ‘pastures.’
The Dark Fantasy World God looked at the laughing Demon God and said,
[ To avoid being played with, you need to gobble up that treasured thing whole. ]
[ What’s the purpose? ]
The Demon God interrupted his words, expressing his doubts. His inquiry was valid.
In response, he revealed his true objective.
[ I have no desire for the position of a God. I know there’s no further down to fall. ]
Not wanting the seat of a God essentially meant asking for the positions of all but the main deity.
The outsiders following the Demon God were also similarly glued on hunting such scraps, so the Dark Fantasy World God’s words implied a desire to be under him.
That was the most ideal answer among the countless possibilities the Demon God had foreseen.
[ If you swear on the seat of God, I will do my utmost to assist. ]
What happens when an intern takes over the position of a suddenly-departed mentor without any notice?
No matter how experienced the intern is, they’ll be lost even if the mentor left all the necessary documents behind.
If the Demon God swallowed the Dark Fantasy World God, it could be viewed as the mentor leaving without notifying.
The Dark Fantasy World God helping him becomes a mentor effectively handing over a proper succession.
Moreover, considering that he could potentially escape Gag God’s clutches, this was an incredibly beneficial proposal for the Demon God.
For the Dark Fantasy World God, who was about to get swept away into the outsider dimensions, this was a contract that would also serve him well.
If the proposal were beneficial only to one side, it would warrant deep suspicion, but if it was advantageous for both, that changed everything.
Thus, the two gods shook hands.
*
At the moment those two indistinct gods clasped hands,
Noah was busy looking for Lily to quickly mobilize his companions. When he said they had to leave immediately, Lily shook her head and replied.
“If everyone related to you goes over there, they’ll try to round them up as rebels. Even if we leave, some must remain here.”
As only a handful knew that Noah was actually a girl, Lily always called her brother whenever they were not alone together.
It was reasonable; if they whisked away their companions without a plan, it could be suggested that they were attempting to incite rebellion with the Beastmen or betray humanity to side with the Demon King.
Recognizing the validity of her claim, they selected members that could flee at any moment in a critical situation and planned accordingly.
Though it was called “whisking away,” if they took the companions silently, there was no telling what sort of things could be thrown at Noah. Thus, they reported that some companions would be sent to help tidy up after the temporarily allied Beastmen. The nobles, treating the beasts as mere beasts, were pleased and agreed to let them.
While most nobles sneered and reveled in the arrangement, a few who sought to take their companion’s life and use Noah as a war slave frowned in discontent.
They spewed nonsensical reasons for not releasing Noah’s leash, but—
“C-Commander!”
Their attempts were thwarted by a sudden visitor.
A girl with long, flowing white hair and slightly murky golden eyes, possessing a beauty seemingly sculpted by the gods, entered their base with an expressionless face.
The sudden visit of Iris, one of the Duke’s two children, left the staff in a state of shock.
It was understandable, given that they were in the midst of war, and this place was one of the front lines. This was not a pleasant place where a noble lady could stroll about freely.
No matter how confused they felt, Iris paid no mind and swiftly scanned the area. Soon, as if sensing something, she abruptly turned her head and started walking quickly.
Her steps led her confidently out of the base without a moment’s hesitation.
As she began to see strange Beastmen one by one, she spotted a dark-haired stranger. The man seemed to notice Iris as well, his eyes widening in surprise.
“Huh? Iris?”
Her heart nearly stopped, and her breath quickened. Though he lacked white hair and brilliant golden eyes, a wave of nostalgia crashed over her soul as if something within her resonated violently.
Time seemed to stop as she stared blankly at Lian from where she stood.
Moments later, her feet began to slowly move. Step by step, she approached him. A whirlwind of emotions swirled within her; joy, excitement, and a hint of fear.
As he came closer, her footsteps quickened. No longer walking, she seemed to be practically sprinting toward him. Tears welled in her eyes. The fear and longing of all this time flooded her heart.
Finally, Iris stood right before Lian.
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