Now where are my rewards? The ballman rubbed his hands together, clearly impatient.
Let me tell you, if you fail to deliver as promised, I shall promptly report you to the system.
The deities of the blue star universe are under the protection of supreme beings.
He pounded his chest, exuding an air of arrogance.
At that point, he chuckled wickedly.
There's no escape for you.
Then, dear handsome brother, allow me to see your handiwork.
The goddess on the other side of the mirror purred, her smile filled with charm and playful allure.
The bald man scratched his head, activating the holographic display to showcase his submitted content to the beauty within the mirror.
She laughed melodiously, her laughter ringing like chimes.
Good.
The transaction is complete.
She is now yours.
A crystal orb traversed through the divine mirror, and a man's greedy gaze fixated upon it.
The orb contained a graceful mermaid, the goddess he had long desired, a source of both amusement and a potential weapon for war.
It appeared far more advantageous than marrying that plain-faced woman back on Blue Star.
Simultaneously, such occurrences unfolded across various realms.
Hundreds of divine mirrors gifted by the space goddess Amelia secretly infiltrated the divine territories of blue star deities, illuminating the desires of their adversaries.
They seduced the blue star deities into downfall, gathering information and disseminating abyssal corruption.
On the divine vessel, two gods, having concluded a fierce confrontation, reached a temporary truce after exhausting their strength, pausing their brawl.
Every coordinate is discovered through the faith of my devoted zealots.
Are you certain this will prove useful? Bradley inquired.
If this continues, I shall lose the accumulation of countless millennia due to your recklessness.
Do you wish to see me perish? At that moment, Bradley addressed the mirror, applying a healing elixir to the claw marks marring his face, conversing as he did so.
The elixir emitted a sizzling sound upon contact with his skin, causing him discomfort, and his countenance darkened.
"This ruthless woman is truly vicious," he lamented.
Despite her lack of marshall prowess, a goddess renowned for her goodness and purity had with sheer determination rendered his visage marred.
The divine being in white robes stood behind him, leaning forward against his back, golden locks cascading down, brushing against his cheek.
A delicate jade-like hand glided down the sturdy man s shoulder, descending to his chest, brushing against his heart, and caressing his petrol muscles before giving them a gentle pat.
Do not underestimate my intellect, she remarked.
Ah, you cunning and devious goddess.
How foolish of me to have once regarded you as a confidant.
At this, Bradley felt a surge of frustration.
He bruskly removed the hand of the goddess clad in white, pushed her away, and turned back to apply his ointment.
The white robed deity, unfazed, merely played with her hair and smiled.
I sent a friend merely a pawn to be maneuvered.
Thank you for the compliment, foolish serpent," she responded with a laugh.
As she shed her cloak, the goddess revealed a cascade of radiant golden locks.
Her visage extraordinarily fair, embodying the essence of an innocent human maiden.
One of her eyes sparkled like the azure sky, while the other gleamed with the hue of crimson blood.
Her pure countenance, combined with her alluring figure, exuded an air of both sanctity and enigma.
Uh huh.
She laughed exuberantly.
Suddenly, she bent over like a shrimp, clutching her abdomen, for her laughter had inadvertently tugged at her wound, inciting pain.
"Oh, my belly, it hurts, Bradley, you inconsiderate, brat," with a sigh and a tilt of his head, Bradley chose to ignore her.
Yet her clamorous antics persisted nearby.
Ultimately, unable to bear the sight any longer, he extended his healing potion toward her.
"It's harmless.
Drink it.
" Chapter 218.
Following the network line had I known that seeking refuge with that individual would lead you to such a deplorable state.
I would have never permitted you to go, Bradley remarked.
The woman gritted her teeth and retorted foolish serpent.
I am already a ninth tier deity on the cusp of reaching the pinnacle.
And you? A stagnant fool forever beneath that wretched woman Stoyia.
Her visage twisted in pain.
Her recent confrontation with Bradley had indeed inflicted harm upon her divine form, which being a recent enhancement, was still somewhat uncomfortable.
"What use is your inflated power? You cannot surpass me," the man stated.
"My rank exceeds yours.
Once I obtain authority, I shall ascend above that wretched woman, Stelia.
" A loud crash echoed as a potion shattered upon the floor.
"And then what? You are but a fool who sold your soul to the abyss.
" Bradley shouted in anger before storming off.
If I were to show you kindness again, I would not be a serpent, but merely a foolish pig.
The white robed goddess gazed at the shattered vial on the ground where various elixirs of divine potency mixed with shards of crystal, gradually losing their radiant aura.
She extended a finger to touch the remnants of the potion.
A shard slicing her fingertip and drawing a single drop of blood, clear and crimson, reminiscent of her right eye.
This healing elixir was part of the batch she had once given to Bradley as a gesture of goodwill.
In that moment, she felt a pang of sorrow, yet her parched eyes betrayed no tears.
All she desired was strength to grow even more powerful.
She believed that any design as long as it led to her enhancement was worthwhile.
Divine Linky, do you have dreams? I can help you realize them.
A sweet voice echoed in Linky's ears.
Linkxy emerged from the magma, spotting an unusual mirror suspended in midair.
Within it was a cloaked woman whose appearance resembled that of a figure from Hunga, but with subtle differences.
"Were you?" Lings inquired cautiously, channeling all her divine energy.
Ready to retaliate, she remained vigilant, pondering the bizarre occurrences within her divine realm.
Fearing an incursion by an outer deity, Linky activated her light screen to seek the system, only to discover there was no signal.
Is this the work of an outer deity's realm? How could this be? Panic surged within her.
Was this to be her end? She was still so young with life yet to fully experience.
She had not yet reunited with her parents and family, nor had she received a response to her application for the Star Sea Glory.
Countless regrets loomed over her.
In that fleeting moment, Linky believed she was destined to face death, to traverse the corridor of her soul.
The woman in the mirror spoke.
She removed her cloak, revealing cascading golden curls and a pair of azure eyes resembling a delicate doll with almond-shaped eyes akin to sweet apricots, embodying the image of a pure and beautiful maiden.
She stood amidst lush verdant grass and picturesque scenery framed by vast fields of flowers.
Meanwhile, Linky's surroundings remained an unyielding expanse of magma, a stranger, a divine maiden.
Do not fear.
I am an outer god, yet not an adversary like you.
I'm a deity of humanity.
My name is Ahri Mia, the goddess of kindness and wisdom, the sovereign of the divine realm and the principal deity of dispatched gods.
I understand that you, like myself, are a benevolent spirit.
One who abhorses war, yearns for peace, and cherishes harmony.
As I stand before you, you may feel a sense of relaxation.
The goddess before you embodies all the fantasies humanity harbors regarding benevolent deities.
I have appeared here to assist you, for your soul, as pursuit of goodness, has summoned me.
I shall grant you treasures and lend my support to empower you.
So together we may thwart the ravages of war.
You are well aware that war is a sorrowful existence, an affliction that ought not to be endured.
It is not merely the deities of blue star who suffer.