Chapter 494: The Goddess of Holy Light Will Eventually Die
Cynthia!
A very beautiful name. A goddess wielding the authority of the moon and moonlight. Qin Chu wasn’t too surprised; he already had some guesses when the moonlight condensed.
However, this title and name sounded completely different in the ears of others.
The special scene when Cynthia appeared already made everyone understand this was definitely a very special existence, but no one expected this to be a true god.
Even Anthea, the strongest among them, couldn’t help but feel shocked at this moment.
Good thing Qin Chu proposed this. If it were someone else, the first thought of these girls would definitely be ‘impossible, is this person stupid?’
Angelica’s eyes widened even more, her long eyelashes fluttering. She completely didn’t know how she should react at this moment. This, this is a bit too exaggerated, right?
God… Goddess?
How could the Moon Goddess appear on me?
“Angelica, could you all leave for a moment?” Qin Chu said softly.
Undoubtedly, Qin Chu wanted to discuss some special matters with the Moon Goddess.
These matters weren’t suitable for too many people to know. Although curious, these girls were sensible. No one refused, just nodding slightly and moving away, leaving the area near the bonfire completely to Qin Chu and Cynthia.
“What do you want to know?” Cynthia understood that Qin Chu deliberately forced her out of Angelica’s body and asked others to leave, definitely wanting to learn something from her.
Qin Chu’s expression gradually became somewhat solemn. He held respect for the gods of this world, whether it was the Goddess of Holy Light or the Fire God whose voice he had briefly heard before.
But, this didn’t mean the Moon Goddess held more weight in Qin Chu’s heart than Angelica.
“You won’t harm Angelica, right?” Qin Chu’s voice carried a slight suppression.
Cynthia immediately gave her answer: “Of course.”
“I just need a suitable body for my broken and weakened soul to slowly recover. Not only will I not harm Angelica, I will even protect that girl, ensuring she suffers no harm. You can rest assured about this point. When my soul recovers and can re-condense a form, I will leave her body, although this process might be very long.”
The solemnity on Qin Chu’s face suddenly melted like ice and snow: “That’s good. I believe Her Excellency Goddess certainly wouldn’t deceive a small mortal like me, right?”
“Small mortal? Your self-assessment is quite humble,” Cynthia also smiled slightly. A goddess was a goddess; even a faint smile was full of charm.
“There is an insurmountable chasm between mortals and gods, but clearly this restriction doesn’t exist for you. Being able to devour the remains of an Evil God, such a thing, let alone mortals, even true gods, none can achieve. You can be a bit prouder.”
Perhaps because she had always resided within Angelica’s body and frequently interacted with Qin Chu, the Moon Goddess clearly understood Qin Chu better and held a higher evaluation of him.
Then, Cynthia suddenly shot Qin Chu a somewhat reproachful glance, a look that made Qin Chu’s heart skip half a beat: “If not for fearing you, this small mortal, would crush even the last remnant soul of me, this goddess, I wouldn’t have had to hide carefully every time you entered Angelica’s soul world.”
Thinking of those things that happened every time Qin Chu entered Angelica’s soul world, Cynthia felt a wave of annoyance.
She wasn’t just the Moon Goddess, but also the Goddess of Virginity!
Because she resided in Angelica’s body, everything Angelica experienced was clearly transmitted to Cynthia’s soul. Clearly the Goddess of Virginity, yet she had experienced things she should and shouldn’t have dozens of times. That feeling was too terrible, right?
So much so that the current Cynthia had to strive to suppress the shyness and annoyance in her heart just to face the man before her.
Ahhhhhh… I really want to scratch this guy’s face, pull his hair, pinch his ears, gouge his eyes.
Blasphemy, that’s definitely blasphemy against a god.
If not for only having a remnant soul now and being unable to beat Qin Chu, I would definitely settle this score with him properly.
Pausing for a moment, the Moon Goddess wisely chose not to dwell on this matter, striving to maintain the elegance and dignity of a goddess, speaking again: “You deliberately forced me out, it shouldn’t be just to ask about this matter, right?”
“Of course, there are many things I’m very curious about,” Qin Chu chose his words carefully. “I once heard the voice left by the Fire God for his believers. Although brief, he was quite a forthright god.”
“Big Brother Fire God? Hmm, he… yes, indeed very forthright.”
Forthright is a nicer way of putting it.
Although in Cynthia’s view, perhaps describing him as having muscles for brains would be more appropriate.
“In the information left by the Fire God, I roughly learned a bit about what happened millennia ago. It sounds like the Fire God quite disliked the Goddess of Fate, Moirae…”
“Moirae?” The Moon Goddess raised her eyebrows: “It would be strange if the Fire God liked Moirae. Rather, among all the gods, probably not a single one truly likes Moirae… Although speaking ill of others behind their back isn’t very good, but… how should I put it… Among the gods, Moirae should be considered an anomaly.”
Seemingly gradually getting used to the form she had manifested now, the expressions on the Moon Goddess’s face were clearly becoming richer.
This was a very lively goddess. Although initially she tried hard to maintain the image of a god, as the conversation grew longer, the image she tried hard to maintain was collapsing bit by bit.
If not for her stunningly beautiful face and the special way she appeared, one might even think this was just a playful and cute girl next door.
Qin Chu, however, listened carefully, unwilling to miss a single word.
Not only did the Fire God dislike Moirae, almost all gods disliked Moirae?
Why?
“How should I put it? Moirae is the youngest among the gods, the last goddess born, wielding fate. From the moment Moirae was born, unlike other gods, an aura of gloom always shrouded her.”
“Actually, this isn’t hard to understand. As the goddess wielding the authority of fate, Moirae can see things we cannot.”
“And these are mostly very terrible disasters.”
“No matter who, if someone constantly tells you in your ear that you will be unlucky like this tomorrow, unlucky like that the day after, you wouldn’t feel comfortable either, right?”
“It’s the same for the gods. Although we all know very well it’s not Moirae’s fault, whenever Moirae walks out of her temple, we still can’t help but sigh.”
As a surviving goddess, although just a remnant soul, the information the Moon Goddess provided was many times more than the information left by the Fire God.
“And Moirae made a prophecy very early on: the Heavenly Continent, whether humans or gods, will face great destruction. That is the end of the world, that is Ragnarok.”
“In order to avoid the appearance of Ragnarok, Moirae shut herself in her temple for several hundred years, wanting to capture the thread of hope within the river of fate.”
“Unfortunately, Ragnarok couldn’t be avoided. Millennia ago, Moirae emerged again, informing the gods that the Evil Gods from the Outer Evil Domain were about to invade.”
“And prophesied that this time, the gods of the Heavenly Continent would suffer an unprecedented great defeat. The gods would fall. Only by gathering the power of all gods to besiege the strongest among the Evil Gods would the Heavenly Continent have a sliver of hope.”
“Actually, the situation was similar to Moirae’s prophecy. The strength of the Evil Gods was unprecedentedly strong. Even the most powerful goddess of the Heavenly Continent, Lucia… ah, that’s the Goddess of Holy Light you believe in, and the Earth Mother Goddess O’nibena, the Sun God Helios, the God of Darkness Hodr, were far from being this Evil God’s opponent.”
“How many gods were there in the sky? There were forty to fifty powerful gods with temples and faith in the lower world. Gods without faith inheritance were even more numerous.”
“Perhaps, that could no longer be called a war, but a one-sided massacre.”
“That Evil God was simply too powerful. An aura emanated from Its body that even the gods couldn’t withstand. Weaker gods would be eroded, polluted, turned into madmen, even puppets, just by getting close.”
“God after god fell in the starry sky. They were shattered, their bodies and souls destroyed.”
“That was the true Ragnarok.”
“I personally saw the Sun God Helios absorb the sun’s energy into his body. The entire Heavenly Continent ushered in eternal darkness; all light was absorbed.”
“Sun God… hehe, he could only utilize the sun’s power; it didn’t mean he was the sun.”
The Moon Goddess Cynthia’s gaze fixed on the starry sky above. Although it was night, she seemed able to perceive that scorching, huge fireball.
“Wanting to completely contain the sun’s energy within one’s own body is no different from suicide. That is energy even Helios couldn’t bear. He couldn’t support it for long. He used his body as the most terrifying bomb, carrying the most scorching and violent energy of the entire Heavenly Continent, attempting to drag the Evil God down with him.”
“I clearly saw, when Helios rushed towards the Evil God, his divine body was already cracking.”
“However, even the sun’s energy, mixed with Helios’s burning body and soul… only blew off one of the Evil God’s arms.”
“I personally saw the God of Darkness Hodr condense his entire divine power, stripping the Evil God of Its sight, using a spear condensed from the power of darkness to pierce the Evil God’s chest. But his body was also caught by the Evil God’s randomly waving giant hand, his soul and flesh crushed into powder.”
These powerful gods possessed eternal life.
But facing the Outer Evil Gods, they abandoned everything they owned, just to protect the weak living beings of the lower world.
They burned their blood, burned their souls.
Those were true gods.
“As for me, I was just a relatively weak goddess. I tried to pull the moon from the starry sky to fall on the Evil God’s head. Unfortunately, before I could succeed, my body was already torn apart by the Evil God, my soul instantly shattered into fragments.”
“But my luck was slightly better; a weak remnant soul survived on the moon,” Cynthia’s voice gradually became desolate.
And somewhat dim.
Although she survived, thinking of so many fallen companions, it didn’t seem like something worth being happy about.
Seemingly feeling the content she spoke was too depressing, Cynthia shook her head abruptly: “However, it seems Moirae’s prophecy wasn’t that accurate after all.”
“She said all gods would die.”
“But didn’t I still leave behind a remnant soul?”
“I know, you know. There’s still a little sapling residing in your body. That’s the true body of the Earth Mother Goddess O’nibena.”
“Looks like O’nibena’s situation should be similar to mine.”
Qin Chu’s throat moved slightly: “Moirae prophesied all gods would die?”
Cynthia nodded: “Yes, that’s what she said. She said the sacrifice of all gods would exchange for the hope of the Heavenly Continent…”
“Then what about the Goddess of Holy Light?” Qin Chu could feel his lips trembling slightly.
“Naturally, she had to die too,” Cynthia said as if it were obvious. The Goddess of Holy Light was the strongest among all gods; Ragnarok naturally couldn’t be escaped.
Qin Chu’s pupils contracted abruptly: “You saw it with your own eyes?”
Cynthia shook her head: “Not really. When I died, Lucia was still alive, but her situation was also very bad. She used the power of light to condense the strongest cage, attempting to trap the Evil God. But that terrifying fellow broke the cage’s shackles one by one, unable to suppress It at all.”
“Each bar of the cage was one of Lucia’s bones.”
“Moreover, Moirae once, when the gods were discussing how to fight the Evil God, told Lucia in front of all the gods, ‘You are going to die, but your blood will nurture the seed of hope.'”
“Moirae asked Sister Lucia how she would choose.”
“Sister Lucia didn’t hesitate, chose sacrifice.”
Cynthia let out a long sigh: “With Lucia’s personality, making such a decision is very normal. After all, she is the gentlest among all the gods.”
“Perhaps, millennia ago, Sister Lucia’s soul already scattered.”
The Moon Goddess didn’t know about Qin Chu’s contact with Holy Light.
Qin Chu’s throat moved incessantly. He could feel his throat tightening uncomfortably.
The Goddess of Holy Light didn’t die, just trapped in the Void. The Goddess of Fate’s prophecy seems truly not that accurate.
No, perhaps, in Moirae’s prophecy, the Goddess of Holy Light Lucia’s sacrifice wasn’t in the God War millennia ago.
But… the future?
And that little girl trapped in the Void, no matter how she struggles, she can’t escape the destiny of death?
Or perhaps, the Goddess of Holy Light actually fell millennia ago?
But if so, then who is the one trapped in the cage?
