Village Head's Debauchery

The woman swiftly caught up, arriving before her.

Suddenly, Aerialia emerged between the two.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Aurora asked, wiping the blood from her mouth with her hand.

"Your injuries aren't healing as quickly as they should because of her strange weapon. You cannot defeat her at your current level. But I can," Aerialia said, glancing at the woman, who was watching them intently and then back at Aurora.

The crimson greatsword soared out of Aurora's grasp and into Aerialia's hands. Instantly, a crescent crimson moon appeared in the sky, bathing the entire Mirror Realm in a crimson hue.

Two broad, shimmering white wings emerged from Aerialia's back, and her entire form became even more ethereal.

Aurora clenched her teeth and shook her head. "I would rather stay and fight with you, Mother," she said, gripping her sceptre tightly and stepping forward to stand beside her.

Seven thousand years ago, the Princess of the Garden was without a name—an imperfect imitation of a great goddess. She could not master divine energy or any other forms of energy, nor could she bear a child.

Yet, after meeting Orion, her fate changed. Seven thousand years later, she stood ready for battle as her own person: a formidable goddess, a wife, a daughter, and a mother—alongside her own mother, the great goddess—facing a powerful enemy brought by the Will of the Divine Mysteries.

The woman glanced at Aurora and Aerialia, then vanished from her position, reappearing in front of Aurora. Before either of them could react, she thrust her curved blade into Aurora and ripped out her heart.

"AURORA!!" Aerialia screamed, her face twisting in horror as she watched the look of pain and disbelief on Aurora's face as she fell from the sky.

The woman glanced at them briefly, then tore through space, vanishing from her previous position as though heading toward a specific location.

Aerialia quickly sent the crimson greatsword toward Aurora, enlarging it to catch her body. She swiftly arrived beside her to check her condition.

"Mother… Orion…" Aurora muttered, realizing the woman was heading straight toward where she had safely hidden Orion.

Aerialia understood but hesitated. Due to the nature of Aurora's injuries, which disrupted the energies within her and slowed her divine regenerative abilities, the attack was severe.

Aurora would surely die if she wasn't healed, leaving Aerialia uncertain about whether to leave her side.

"Damn it! There's still a way out of this," Aerialia said, seeing the resolve in Aurora's gaze. "Leave everything to me. I'll save you, Orion, and handle them myself."

Without hesitation, she entered Aurora's body, her divine soul taking control and channelling her powers into it.

Aurora's body began to glow with a transparent, ethereal light that enveloped her half-white and half-black wings. She emanated a blinding brilliance, like a radiant star shining across the entire Mirror Realm. While Aurora's divine soul was now resting in a corner of her vast divine consciousness, her injuries healed rapidly, and she regained her balance in the air.

The crimson greatsword returned to her hand, and she gripped it firmly.

The one in control of the body now was no longer Goddess Aurora but Goddess Aerialia, the Goddess of the Hunting Moon!

This kind of possession was what Aerialia had once attempted when she first met Aurora—intending to erase Aurora's failed divine soul and consciousness and replace them with her own, thereby securing a new body without the need for reincarnation or the use of her Divine Embryonic Seed.

However, Aurora's divine soul and consciousness remained intact at this moment. Aerialia had only completely controlled the body, carving out a portion to use some divine abilities without suffering the usual repercussions.

Even Margona, the Goddess of the Malevolence and Witches and the Goddess of the Twilight Chorus and Fortune, wouldn't dare attempt such an act without risking harm to Zera or eroding her will.

They could only take possession of a small portion of Zera's body, limiting their ability to fully wield their divine powers and rendering them much weaker than they should be. ṛÂꞐőᛒƐs

Without hesitation, Aerialia tore open a space before her and swiftly disappeared. The tear in space closed soon after.

Meanwhile, the woman had already found Orion's hidden location elsewhere in the Mirror Realm. She swiftly eliminated the thousands of Vylkr spawns positioned to guard him. Hovering above Orion, she swung her blade, cutting his body in half.

There was no need for flashy attacks when her opponents could be dispatched with a single stroke. As she withdrew her curved blade, a radiant figure appeared behind her, swinging her crimson greatsword forward and slicing the woman in two.

The woman fell to the side, attempting to turn and see who had attacked her. Hovering behind her was the familiar goddess she had previously dealt with, renewed in strength and vigour. Her skin was flawless, as though no injury had ever been inflicted.

A wave of realization washed over the woman as she collapsed to the ground, and two words escaped her lips, "Anomaly detected…" She stabilized her feet firmly on the ground and mended her body together, slowly healing her injuries. Where Aerialia's sword had struck, a massive arc tore through the sky and deeply into the earth, showcasing the extraordinary power of her swing.

Aerialia refocused on Orion, a flicker of concern in her eyes, noticing that his injuries were already healing rapidly.

Then, a wisp of white fire appeared above him and descended, enveloping him in dense white flames that shrouded his entire body and exploded outward. Startled by the sudden occurrence, Aerialia distanced herself from the bed. Looking at him again, she saw a figure bathed in blue lightning and flaming white fire soaring out of the bed.

"Anomaly detected…" the woman muttered again.

The woman fixed her gaze on Orion and immediately charged at him with her curved blade.

Orion's flame-covered hand shot forward and caught her wrist. The white flames on his body spread to her arm, consuming it. The woman's eyes widened in shock for the first time as she ripped her captured arm free, trying to distance herself from Orion. But it was too late—the white flames had already spread throughout her body, bypassing the protective barrier around her.

Within seconds, her body was burnt to a crisp, and her entire body turned to ash, scattering into the air.

"Orion, are you okay?" Aerialia asked, her voice filled with worry and shock as she observed Orion's current state. A wave of apprehension filled her heart as he soared and approached.

Despite her question, Orion didn't respond. He scrutinized her and the crimson greatsword in her hand, a range of conflicted emotions flickering in his eyes.

Seeing this, Aerialia gripped the crimson greatsword tightly, and her divine power flared, causing her to shine with an even more ethereal light. The crescent crimson moon hanging in the sky had reached its zenith, transforming into a full moon.

As if painting a surreal picture, a figure bathed in white flames, reminiscent of the former great god of Illusion and Creation, stood face to face with another figure shining with a blinding ethereal glow—the goddess of the Hunting Moon.

Their intentions at this moment remain unclear...…

Meanwhile, Margona, the Goddess of Malevolence and Witches, stood face to face with a Divine Corps member in the distance. After being repeatedly killed an unknown number of times, the Goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune had fallen into a deep slumber, trying to restore her soul.

Fortunately for Margona, the woman abruptly halted her attacks just as the crimson moon appeared, dyeing the sky a deep red. Distracted, she allowed Margona to take possession of Zera's body, fully heal herself, and launch an attack.

Margona was dressed in her open-chested, blue-fitted shirt that flared slightly under her hips, tucked into thick black leggings. Her right hand rested on her hip as she smiled at the injury she had inflicted on the woman's abdomen.

"It seems your friend on the other side couldn't make it. Don't worry, I'll end this quickly and send you to join her," Margona said, raising her hand.

Instantly, a myriad of mysterious runes and inscriptions formed above her, covering the entire sanctuary and radiating an eerie energy.

Countless figures materialized around her—ghastly shadowy creatures with obscured faces, impossible to fully discern. These were Margona's night creatures—shadowy beasts of varying sizes and shapes, some walking on four legs, others on two or one, and some soaring through the sky.

These creatures could attack opponents and brand them with a seal, cursing them with misfortune. The curse would grow potently over time, worsening until it consumed its victim. Even the slightest injury could accelerate its effects. This meant the longer the battle lasted, the more the tide would turn in Margona's favour.

"That should be enough to erase your existence. If you're reborn, next time, choose your battles more wisely," Margona said, stepping into a cloak of darkness that emerged from thin air and folded around her before disappearing.

The woman tried to chase after her, but she was swiftly overwhelmed by the mass of shadowy figures and the accumulating curse marks on her body.

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