Chapter 583: Eternal Punishment

At a critical moment of ascension, the powerful sub-divine artifacts sought to break free from their masters’ control. Fortunately, as sub-divine artifacts long held by two mighty beings, they were deeply imbued with their masters’ essence and imprint. Now on the verge of becoming true divine artifacts, they were still greatly influenced by it.

The two sub-divine artifacts, now recontrolled by Amps and Carlisle, emitted intense shades of bright red and dark red divine light, as if shedding an outer layer and changing color. Finally, with a soft hum, the artifacts subdued their radiance and reverted to their plain appearance, though a faint divine glow remained on their surfaces, signaling that these great swords were indeed true divine artifacts!

Donald spoke in congratulations, “Congratulations! These two true divine artifacts possess powers of soul absorption and blood absorption. Though not particularly strong among divine powers, they can grow alongside their masters. Once you become true gods, you can endow them with full divine might!”

The divine powers within these former sub-divine artifacts now turned true divine artifacts were bestowed by Donald, their creator. Since no true gods existed in these domains yet, after ascending to true divine artifacts, the Blood Demon Sword and the Demon Slaying Sword condensed into powers of authority within their respective fields. If a demi-god or true god seized part of these artifacts’ powers, they could use it as a foundation to establish their own divine authority.

Carlisle and the others, having obtained a true divine artifact, were naturally extremely grateful to Donald. Moreover, Donald had shown them a shortcut on the path to becoming true gods. As masters of these divine artifacts, by maintaining long-term communication and connection with their powers, they could naturally develop corresponding divine authorities—far more convenient than those demi-gods and legendary peak warriors who struggled to find direction!

However, Donald’s words soon dampened their excitement. “Strictly speaking, I don’t fully endorse you obtaining divine authority solely through sensing the artifacts’ powers, as these domains are not particularly powerful. Doing so would limit you by the artifacts’ strength, potentially hindering further progress in the future! Of course, becoming an immortal true god is certain, but such gods are often the lowest-ranking among all deities!”

“I recommend that while understanding the power of these divine artifacts, you also focus on delving into your own fields of expertise, so as to develop greater potential. You should know that the various divine roles in the domain of blood are related not only to the domain of evil but also to the domain of life, with the highest reaching the level of a mid-tier god. As for the domain of souls, its potential for development is even greater—upper-tier gods are not the limit.”

“Although there are currently some true gods or god-like powerhouses eyeing the divine roles in these two domains, if you choose this path, you will face extremely severe challenges and powerful enemies. Yet it will grant you far greater strength than staying in a corner! The choice is up to you!”

Carlisle was someone with an extremely firm character—someone who would rather die standing than live on his knees.

Since there were broader and more powerful paths to choose from, he wouldn’t back down out of fear of challenges. Instead, he would eagerly embrace them to live a more free and unrestrained life.

Ampus, on the other hand, was somewhat hesitant. But after seeing the wise and encouraging gaze from its master Donald, and recalling the miserable days under the rule of the Spider Queen, it realized that all of this stemmed from its inferior strength. If it became stronger, it wouldn’t have to fear any challenges or enemies’ schemes, nor would it have to live in such compromise.

So Ampus quickly came to a decision, its gaze firm as it determined its future path. At least by following a master like Donald with such promising prospects, maybe one day it, too, a Abyssal Demon Forger, could reach the rank of a true god and enjoy glory!

The other invading divine evils had already been dealt with, but the matter with the three goddesses was not yet over.

Although the incarnations of the three goddesses had the upper hand in terms of strength and wisdom, the Giant of a Hundred Arms’ formidable combat skills and physical defenses posed a tough challenge that would take some time to overcome.

Seeing that Donald and his companions had already dealt with even demi-gods and legendary foes, the Magic Goddess, out of respect for her status as an upper-tier god or for other considerations, decided not to delay any longer. After exchanging glances with her two sisters, the three goddesses suddenly changed their demeanor dramatically.

Still forming a triangular formation, while the other two goddesses held off the Giant of a Hundred Arms, the Magic Goddess Euryana first raised her hands solemnly and declared, “Magic—”

Like a prophetic incantation that can influence reality, as the goddess uttered this word, the space between the three goddesses seemed to tremble. Countless streams of energy of various kinds surged wildly within it. In such a chaotic vortex of energy, even legendary warriors would find it difficult to survive.

Yet the Hundred-Armed Giant had an extraordinary constitution. Such streams of energy could not penetrate its thick, divinely resistant skin.

After the mysterious woman spoke, it was the Agricultural Goddess Eilwen’s turn.
“Tides—”

When the Goddess of Abundance pronounced this word, the previously chaotic streams of energy suddenly became orderly, forming waves that surged toward the Hundred-Armed Giant, surrounded by the three goddesses.

Endless waves of energy kept coming, seemingly without end. Even the mighty Hundred-Armed Giant lost its footing and was trapped in place.

Then, the usually quiet Elven Goddesses of Moonlight and Night broke their silence and also shouted, “Night—”

As the elven goddess Lauren uttered these words, endless darkness emerged from the center where the three goddesses stood and quickly spread over an area of thousands of feet.

This darkness was different from the utterly cold and gloomy darkness of the Shadow Lady Donald had seen before. It resembled the night in the material world, full of life. Though silent, it wasn’t completely soundless—faintly, one could see the stars in the night sky and hear the quiet croaks of frogs and insects!

Covered by this darkness, the Hundred-Armed Giant felt as if it had returned to its mother’s embrace. It lost its sense of the outside world and experienced a warmth and peace it had never felt since its existence, as if it wanted to remain in this state of tranquility forever.

If this power of night could affect a powerful being like the Hundred-Armed Giant, one could imagine just how formidable it was!

Once all three goddesses were ready, they stretched out their hands toward the Hundred-Armed Giant at the center of the triangular area and said in unison, “Eternal Punishment of the Silver Moon!”