[Vol. 8] Chapter 326: Three-Faced Goddess, Golden Flames Scorching the Sky
“The Three-Faced Goddess, Alethea, the untouchable Weaver of the Void, the [Goddess of Dimensions and Seals]… still as troublesome as ever.”
Among the seven Dragon Kings of today, most are successors. Only the Grand Elder of the Cloud Dragon clan had personally fought in the ancient war between the Dragon Kings and the Council members. That’s why only he truly knows how unfair and overwhelming the power of the [Goddess of Dimensions] Alethea really is.
By logic, the real bodies of the Twilight Council members remain outside this world. Their divine avatars are restricted by the rules of this world, and at most can only reach a demigod level equal to the Dragon Kings. But the biggest difference between gods and mortals is that gods command rules and authority themselves, while mortals, no matter how strong, only use powers that come from or imitate those rules. That difference creates an unbridgeable gap.
This is the reason why even though they are only “demigods,” the avatars of the Twilight Council members can still face off against thousands of dragons and many mythical creatures without fear.
“Oh? So this is the [Goddess of Dimensions] who once caused heavy losses to my kind?”
The Black Dragon King, Castor, had a cold glint in his wicked eyes. As the one who had just unleashed that dragon breath, he knew its power better than anyone. Dragons never fear direct, head-on battles. But this strange feeling, like clawing into water, strong but with no way to land a strike, was one of the things he hated most.
The Grand Elder of the Cloud Dragons, Yaniels, nodded slightly and explained in a few words.
“The Three-Faced Goddess Alethea has three faces that represent the three dimensions of physical, mental, and conceptual. No attack of any form or effect in this world can touch or harm her. She is one of the most troublesome opponents of the Twilight Council.”
“In the past, it was she alone who blocked nearly all of our strongest attacks, pushing us to the edge of defeat. Now, three hundred years later, her power seems just as strong as before… this is a big problem.”
“No matter how troublesome, we must find a way, Grandpa Yaniels. We absolutely cannot let the power of the Serpent fall into the hands of the Twilight Council. Leave it to me!”
The White Dragon Queen gave a low, urgent shout. As the acting Dragon Emperor, she also had many hidden trump cards. But just as Cielru was preparing to unleash one of her strongest powers to stop the God of Paradox from seizing the serpent’s remains. Suddenly, from the observatory platform, a figure shot into the sky!
That figure moved so fast, like a golden lightning bolt tearing across the heavens, and in an instant, it appeared before the giant gray hand that was reaching for the Serpent’s corpse. Without a word, the figure threw a punch!
Her speed was so unbelievably fast that even the avatars of the Twilight Council members, with godlike vision, failed to follow in time. Only when the fist-wind stirred the gray mist did the God of Paradox’s aura shift slightly, a deep depression tearing open under the force before it even landed. It was only then that the [Goddess of Dimensions], who was guarding the defense, finally reacted.
Even she, who usually spoke so calmly, couldn’t hide a sudden tone of urgency in her voice.
“[Law: Endless Corridor!]”
The close distance was instantly stretched infinitely by divine law. The unstoppable punch froze in midair as if blocked by nothingness, unable to move forward.
But before Alethea could breathe a sigh of relief, the golden-haired girl, her head crowned with twin horns, her dragon tail swaying, suddenly let out a powerful, domineering voice.
“Burning—Flame!!!”
“BOOM!!!!!!”
Blazing golden flames rose up suddenly with the girl’s sharp cry. They spread like wildfire, wrapping around her pale fist in an instant. Her whole fist seemed to turn into a burning red-gold flame, bursting with overwhelming divine power that shot up to the sky!
It was both the end that burns the world into nothing, and the beginning that gives birth to new life at the dawn of creation. Matter, space, even rules themselves. Everything was set ablaze in its light, turning into ash!
“Crack… CRASH!!!”
On the three faces of the Goddess Alethea appeared disbelief. Almost all the Twilight Council members gasped in shock, while a masked clown laughed wildly. The untouchable, unreachable dimension rule she controlled shattered under the golden flame like glass breaking apart!
[Not good!]
The God of Paradox’s aura shifted again. It was as if he had never expected the enemy to break through Alethea’s defense so quickly. By the time he tried to adjust his power to dodge or resist the punch, it was already too late.
In the next instant, that unstoppable fist slammed straight into the giant gray hand that followed behind!
“BOOM!!!!!”
With just one punch, the divine giant hand, made from law itself, collapsed like ash scattered by a storm. It did not resist at all, vanishing completely!
“RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!!!!!!!!!!”
The terrifying shockwave did not fade. From where the punch landed, the sky for nearly a thousand kilometers long and almost a kilometer wide was torn apart, leaving behind a deep, black crack that lasted for a long time. It was as if the entire sky had been split in two!
Silence. A silence never heard before.
The mythical alliance led by the dragons, and the Twilight Council members standing against them. Both sides lost their voices before the power of that single, world-splitting punch.
Absolute violence. Absolute domination.
The Dragon Kings stared in shock at the golden-haired girl, who had appeared out of nowhere, yet clearly carried dragon blood like them. Without hesitation, she picked up several items whose defenses had been destroyed by her strike, then landed back on the observatory platform as if nothing had happened. Everyone exchanged glances, but no one dared to say or do anything.
Their hearts were full of questions.
Was such destructive power really something a living being could have? When had the dragon race gained such a powerful clanswoman? And what exactly was that terrifying golden flame just now?
“Cielru, we…”
The Dragon Kings and even the leaders of the other mythical races turned to the White Dragon Queen, who was acting as the Dragon Emperor and the leader of the alliance, hoping for her decision.
Even though the Serpent’s remains hadn’t been taken by the Twilight Council members, which was not the worst outcome, it was still extremely dangerous to let such a thing fall into the hands of an unknown outsider. Even if the golden-haired girl was terrifyingly strong, if things came to the worst, they might still have to fight her to the death.
Yet when their eyes turned, they saw the White Dragon Queen with light flashing in her eyes. She even let out a small sigh of relief and shook her head.
“It’s fine. Let’s wait and see for now. I don’t fully understand what’s going on either, but power and aura cannot lie. That flame… really is hers.”
“Since that’s the case, then she must have her reasons for acting this way. Letting her handle the serpent’s remains might actually be the best choice.”