Chapter 195: The Goddess’s Plan

“Regardless of which elf god sent you as a pawn, even if you’re Ignatius’s divine son, I’ll keep you here today!”
After recovering from her shock, the Spider Queen stared at Donald with extreme hatred. It seemed she was determined to kill him, even if it meant destroying her own avatar.
Donald also felt anxious, ready to defend himself against the Spider Queen’s attacks at any moment.
His cards weren’t just his divine bloodline and the ability to summon dragons—he had the ultimate trump card: using the Book of Truth to simulate the power of a true god and launch attacks with divine force. Though it was only one ten-thousandth as powerful as that of a real god, it should be enough to intimidate those below legendary status. He could also choose to unleash his divine power and perish together with his enemy. Of course, with the Book of Truth as his last line of defense, he would suffer severe injuries but not die. As for his enemy? Their fate would likely be grim.
But using this tactic in front of the avatars of the three great goddesses would be suicide—it would expose his possession of a powerful divine weapon.
Of course, in a true life-or-death situation, there would be no choice but to reveal it. Death awaited on both sides, but one side meant immediate death while the other might offer another chance. So, a normal person would choose the latter.
Just as the Spider Queen was ready to unleash her final attack, risking the collapse of her avatar, something changed with the Goddess of Agriculture.
No one expected her to abandon her opponent, the Goddess of Night, and attack the distant Spider Queen instead.
Flora demanded sharply, “Eilien, do you intend to save this mortal who desecrates the true gods?”
The Lady of Shadows also advanced, surrounding the Spider Queen as they launched a combined attack, smiling faintly. “Eilien, do you plan to fight us two alone?”
“Of course not!”
Faced with the enemy’s encirclement, the Goddess of Agriculture remained calm.
The young knight held a phantom golden scythe in one hand and drew another weapon that emitted a cold silver glow—it was another divine artifact.
“The Song of the Moon!? Could it be?” The Goddess of Night was shocked, her expression changing drastically.
“Hehe! Elsa, you’ve been fooled. I came to the main world alone with a divine artifact, taking such a huge risk, just to lure out your avatar!”

As the Goddess of Agriculture spoke, the artifact known as the Song of the Moon underwent changes, its surface emitting countless glows until, finally, a beautiful elven girl appeared in front of her. She was of petite stature, with fair skin, silver hair, and silver eyes, radiating a holy glow. With a simple gesture, the Song of the Moon appeared in her hands.

“Lauren, you actually dared to use your divine power to manifest in this form? You must have planned this all along,” said the Spider Queen with a displeased expression.

The two of them had originally planned to ally through their followers and came without any weapons. Elsa arrived in such a hurry that she didn’t even bring her sole secondary artifact. The Spider Queen had assumed she was only here to deal with a few mortals and hadn’t considered creating an artifact projection at all. Thus, she was no match for Lauren, who had manifested and brought her primary artifact.

The newly appeared girl was none other than Lauren, the Goddess of Moonlight and Night of the elven pantheon, in her manifested form.

Lauren seemed reluctant to speak, so the Goddess of Agriculture, Eilwen, spoke on her behalf: “How could we dare bring our artifacts with us if we didn’t manifest? After all, there are many greedy beings in the Dark Regions.”

The elven goddess clearly didn’t want to engage in a verbal battle. She said, “I don’t have much time. Let’s finish Elsa quickly!” Without even glancing at the Spider Queen, she charged at the Goddess of Night.

Both Lauren and Elsa held titles related to night, but one represented night itself while the other leaned more toward darkness. Such conflicting divine roles meant they were natural enemies, unless they belonged to the same pantheon.

The Goddess of Night, Elsa, had long sought to claim all the titles of her sister, the Goddess of Silver Moon. With both night and moon under her control, she had the opportunity and strength to challenge the Great Supreme God. However, after the Goddess of Silver Moon’s death, her titles were scattered—one-third falling into the hands of Ignatius, the Lord of Elves. Lauren ascended to divinity by taking over those two titles related to night and moonlight. The remaining two-thirds, including her primary title of moon, were mostly lost, with the Goddess of Agriculture and the Goddess of Magic each acquiring a small portion—tides and magic, respectively.

This was why the Goddess of Agriculture, the Goddess of Magic, and the elven Goddesses of Moonlight and Night could unite to ensure the moon functioned properly, and it was also why the Goddess of Night deliberately opposed them.

The neglected Spider Queen was filled with rage. She hated all elves and elven gods, just as they hated her and the dark elves. Seeing that Lauren was merely a mid-tier god and yet looked down on her, an even older mid-tier god, the Spider Queen erupted on the spot.

Knowing she was no match for Lauren’s incarnation and that descending in another form came at a great cost—especially for a abyssal demon god like her, who was already suppressed by the main world—plus the lack of time, she chose to risk damaging her soul rather than proceed. Instead, she sent another will, merging it with her original incarnation and suddenly increasing her strength several times over. This wasn’t simply additive; whether at the mortal level or the true god level, every small improvement multiplied the strength gap by several times or even a dozen times.

With the second will and the divine power it brought, this incarnation of the Spider Queen, Flora, instantly rose above the legendary realm. Of course, compared to Lauren’s incarnations, the Goddesses of Moonlight and Night, who could exert semi-godly power in the main world, she was still far behind. Yet she could now easily overwhelm the Agricultural Goddess and the incarnations of the Goddess of Night, who had only sent a single will.

When the Goddesses of Moonlight and Night launched a fierce attack on Lady Shadow, the Spider Queen shed her earlier weakness and firmly took the upper hand, resisting the combined forces of the Agricultural Goddess and the two golden warriors, Sod and Carlisle.

Even though Donald had once witnessed the power of an abyssal will, seeing these four goddesses fighting among themselves in their incarnations nearly scared him blind. Now, he was basically powerless to complain, only hoping they would finish quickly and return to their divine realm to rest, so as not to destroy this underground city and harm him as well!

On the side of the Agricultural Goddess, since it was a city of evil underground creatures, they didn’t care about the lives of those creatures at all. As for the side of the Goddess of Night, after a single word from a mortal mage, the Spider Queen had unleashed her full wrath, nearly destroying half of Scorpion Flower City. Even the Spider Queen, as its ruler, didn’t care about the deaths of her followers, let alone Lady Shadow, an outsider.

Thus, the battle between the four goddesses dealt devastating blows to Scorpion Flower City. For the creatures in the city, it was nothing short of a disaster.

Due to the constraints of the rules in the main material world, a clone that invests as little will as the Goddess of Agriculture can only last for half a day at most. If it uses all the divine power brought upon its descent to attack, this combat state can last at most half an hour before the will within the clone dissipates. If not withdrawn in time, even the vessel of descent, including the soul, will collapse.

However, for someone like the Spider Queen, who invested ten times more will and divine power to create a clone for the second time, the clone can unleash greater power and exist in the main material world for a longer period.

Seeing the Spider Queen in full force, overpowering the Goddess of Agriculture and the other two, Donald knew that if she won, she would surely not spare him, a man who had defiled her. So he immediately ordered his teacher and the Eternal King of Bronze Dragons, Nozdormu, along with the four Aetherian gods, to join the battle.

With the combat support of these two powerful teams, the Spider Queen’s arrogance was greatly diminished. With a fierce expression and gritted teeth, she said, “Damnous mortals, foolish reptiles! I haven’t even had time to deal with you, yet you don’t run away but come looking for trouble. You won’t escape this time! Die!”

The anger accumulated by the Spider Queen today was more than she had felt in thousands of years. First, she tried to take down the Goddess of Agriculture, Eilwen, and seize her divine weapon, but ended up defeated. Then she was insulted and defiled by mortals and even beaten into a mess by two mortal mages. Although it was just a clone, it still brought shame to Flora, an ancient demon god who had ruled the dark realms and abysses for thousands of years.

That’s why she wasn’t reluctant to invest more will and divine power to create another clone. Yet clearly, such strength still wasn’t enough to overwhelm her opponent. Did she really have to bear the cost of consuming vast amounts of divine power and risk the destruction of her avatar and a decline in her true power?

While the Spider Queen hesitated, Donald and the magic sword Carlisle secretly communicated with each other.

“How about it? Do it?”
The magic sword Carlisle approached Donald and proposed an extremely bold and dangerous plan: the two of them should work together to eliminate the Spider Queen’s clone.

It must be said that these two could be considered extremely daring even among mortals.

In this world, even those who lack faith generally show a certain degree of reverence toward true gods.

But Donald and Carlisle—one is a traveler from another world whose soul originated there, raised under socialist modernization education with deeply rooted atheistic beliefs, viewing gods merely as people with greater power; what he fears is the strength of gods, not the gods themselves—and the other, due to his background, holds a cold attitude toward most true gods, with even greater hatred for his own merciless father. It’s not surprising that these two outliers came together to devise such an audacious plan. According to the magic sword Carlisle, “Anyway, I’m already prepared to leave the Dark Lands for the surface world. If I can deal a heavy blow to the Spider Queen before leaving, destroying her will-based avatar, it would be the greatest honor for a mortal. Even if it means using my bloodline power and suffering weakness for a month, it’s worth it!” Although Carlisle has the status of a divine prince, he hates this identity at all times and always sees himself as a mortal. Donald’s idea is that since he’s already offended them, he might as well offend them completely—delivering a harsh blow to hurt them, so that when they try to retaliate, they’ll be more cautious.