Chapter 595

The chain of explosions has caused untold devastation, the extent of which is now unknown. Typhon, having withstood all this attack yet not being completely destroyed, truly possesses an extraordinary strength.

It seems you've misunderstood something.

That's why Pradyumna's tone became increasingly cheerful and full of pleasure.

It was precisely because the other person's Wrath was so pure that she felt it was just as she expected.

"I am the mother. But there is someone here who fits the concept of a daughter even better than I do." Pradyumna swung away the fist that was approaching him, and instead spoke in a simple tone. "I admit, I am 'Father's' daughter. But she is 'Sister' who is closer to 'Father' than I am. I never deny that."

"... What?"

Shekinah couldn't understand Pradyumna's words at all.

All consciousness ceased its activity for a moment, falling into deep thought for two reasons.

The first reason is self-evident. If the person before her, Pradyumna, is not a mixed concept of "mother" and "daughter," then her identity as a "daughter" should not be replaced.

The deviations now appearing in the calculations must be corrected immediately.

But none of the Angel here possess this attribute. Since the Pradyumna before me is only a "mother" and not a "daughter," then I am the only "daughter," which is only natural.

However, why--

Wrong.

And that guy too!

Shekinah finally realized it.

Besides the Angel who confront her, there is another reason why she descended here in the first place.

She was the only girl not dressed in Angel attire, but instead adorned with the symbol of the sin of "Gluttony."

Utsumi Erice.

"Very good."

Shekinah sneered.

I cannot forgive, and I do not intend to forgive.

Having usurped her own identity as a "mother" and her own identity as a "daughter," the purity she displays is so difficult to resist.

She took a step forward, her toes lightly touching the outstretched hand of the Ultimate Great Satan, letting the massive mechanical body lift her into the Supreme Being.

His expression remained indifferent, but his eyes burned with pure madness.

"You're all trash! I'm going to kill you all, annihilate you! I'll make sure 'you' are completely dissolved into my consciousness... Okay, I'll tell you one more time. I am who I am. Don't compare me to you, you Impostor!"

"Hoo-ha..."

The sigh that Pradyumna let out was filled with unbridled joy.

Although it was just a conjecture, at this moment she had already felt a certain resonance with Utsumi Erice, who was still unconscious.

In particular, Typhon, the Star of Calamity under her command, is a collective embodiment of the concept of "Godslaying" and is interacting with a certain quality hidden within Erice.

If a concept based on "Godslaying" fails to work, then what about "God-Slaying Armament"?

The combination of the two will inevitably deal a devastating blow to Shekinah, the "god" shaped by "human chanting".

Moreover, in the Hermetic Kabbalah of alchemical theology to which Utsumi Erise's essence, "The Mind of the Lord - Perimanderges," belongs, it represents wisdom, which is the second substance of the Kabbalah Tree of Life.

In the Hermes - Kabbalah system, the Angel of Wisdom, "Poimandres," manifests as Trinity.

One is considered to be the Divine Name, "Jah"; another is the "Ophanim," who Guardian God's throne, or even is God's Angel himself; and the last one, whose identity is quite related to the Great God who have appeared at this moment, is the true owner of the Book of the Angel Raziel, whose name means "mystery of God"—the Great God Raziel.

The reason why Novia didn't prepare the Angel costume for Erice beforehand is quite simple.

The mere existence of "The Lord's Mind - Poimandres" is sufficient.

Therefore.

The time was a little earlier.

Just as Shekinah descended upon this battlefield in the guise of "Midrash God".

Erice felt like she had a very strange dream.

Perhaps, it is the "present" that is located in the "Inner Sea of Stars".

The reason I say "perhaps" is because this is not a visual perception, but an intuitive judgment derived from the instincts of the "Son of Izanami".

The Inner Sea of Stars.

Erice remembered that when Novia was still the Demon King, she had said something to her.

That was the "inner world," located on the inner side of the Planet, which was the destination of most of Earth's mystical beings—gods, elves, and various Phantasmal Species —after the end of the Age of Gods.

However, Erice the most was...

Isn't the decor of this Inner Sea of Stars a bit too cluttered?

It wasn't the kind of messy, dirty, or chaotic kind.

Rather, it is a highly impactful sense of disharmony that forcibly blends together cultures from several eras and civilizations.

Greece Corinth columns, soaring to the heavens, seem to support a nonexistent sky; India Bronze statues, three-headed and six-armed, stand silently in a corner, their surfaces covered with a thin layer of dust; Fenrir wolf head wall hanging from Norse, its jaws snarling menacingly, seems poised to unleash a destructive roar at any moment; Egypt gold- Scarab shimmers with eternal brilliance under a light cast from an unknown source; The Americas Sun Stone disc hangs haphazardly on the wall like a tapestry; a giant Shimenawa) woven from straw from Japan serves as a curtain to some other space; a Celtic True Magic ball woven from oak branches and mistletoe slowly rotates in the air...

It's practically a collection room that brings together all the mythologies from around the world in one place.

Suddenly, Erice "saw" someone.

She had that feeling.

The other person's footsteps were heavy and rough.

At the edge of her vision, a one-eyed man, holding an ancient-looking long spear and wearing a large helmet, walked step by step across the earth.

Who is he?

I can't think of it, but Erice feels like she looks somewhat familiar.

The one-eyed man walked to the end of the road, right in front of Erice.

He tapped the ground lightly with his spear, letting out a somewhat hoarse and strange laugh.

"What, Zeus? Now you're the only one missing, which is why I'm giving you one last piece of advice, isn't it? There's no need to hesitate any longer."

Upon hearing this, Erice saw a flash of lightning.

This one-eyed man is Odin, the great god of Norse.

And the direction he was speaking to—

He was a tall man with White-Haired Goddess Golden-Eyed Man, whose imposing figure resembled that of a standing lion.

Zeus, the Greek God- king.

"... It's not that I disagree."

Zeus spoke.

His voice, however, was the complete opposite of his imposing appearance; it sounded somewhat stiff, even carrying a hint of muttering, a very hesitant voice, one that seemed unable to let go.

"However, if 'that' were activated and operated at full power, it would inevitably attract the attention of the 'Mothership,' prompting it to investigate. This would only create an even greater crisis for this Planet."

"This is so troublesome~ Nothing works, nothing will work--"

"Shut up, Birdman."

The sound of arguing came from behind the Sun calendar tapestry.

Then, a blond man wearing Sun walked out lazily.

For some reason, Erice felt as if he had secretly winked in her direction.

The Aztec First Sun: Tezcatlipoca.

"Hey buddy," Tezcatlipoca said familiarly, walking up to Zeus and patting him on the shoulder, "Wasn't the Giant God (Sefar) the one your Greece fleet provoked? So, it's no big deal, buddy."

"... None of us expected things to turn out this way."

The Tezcatlipoca's words are correct. The reason the Giant God was sent by the Velber was because it detected that the technology of the Solar System had reached a point where it could be 'invaded,' and that was only because of the arrival of the Greece fleet... This was mentioned by Archimedes in FE, where Sefar's arrival was due to the mechanical god located on Earth.

"Alright, alright, buddy," Tezcatlipoca continued, patting his shoulder. "While my Maya aren't like your Olympus 're all about high technology, but rather pure development, we still come from the Universe, that's something we have in common. How about it, if you just bring out the wreckage of your fleet and share it... Although some of it has been mostly dismantled by the Drifters, that 'Typhon' is your own fully automated Factory. So it'll still be quite convenient, right?"

"Actually, I have also gained quite a bit of insight into Sefar." Odin also raised his spear at the opportune moment, the eternal spear— Gungnir.

"..."

Zeus fell silent for a moment, then turned his gaze toward the direction where Erice was.

This made Erice think she had a physical body, but when she looked down, she realized she couldn't even see a pair of hands.

"I think it's definitely feasible."

Three figures emerged from the Bronze statue of the India deity.

Vishnu, standing on the far left, said this with a smile.

"So, this is the only way, right? Why don't we all rush in and beat them up! Don't tell me that won't work either?"

The same voice came again from behind the Sun calendar tapestry. Tezcatlipoca frowned slightly and gave an awkward but polite smile.

"Huh?" Upon hearing this voice, Brahma, the creator god among the three gods, immediately showed a surprised expression.

Meanwhile, Shiva on the far right gave him a subtle wink, his expression seeming to say, "You'd better behave yourself."

"For reference," Vishnu continued, "As Star Class enemy, there is none in the recorded history of this Planet, at least not here. The closest might be Atlantis, capable of All-God Fusion, and your the Americas. But that's because the Giant God on Earth couldn't truly reach the Star Class in terms of power."

Odin's one eye turned towards Zeus:

"And what about Pradyumna, piloting the Star of Calamity Typhon? Together with Typhon, their combat power is quite considerable, isn't it? They're First-Rank Planetary Class. If we're talking about you, you'd be a fully powered, Full-Power Typhon."

"Yes. But even with Typhon, there's no chance of victory." Zeus shook his head, stating decisively, "No matter how incomplete Star be, it's still Star."

"That's true. But I've encountered similar opponents myself, so I'll offer my perspective." Tezcatlipoca nodded, then suddenly smiled. "After all, luck plays a significant role when fighting Star Class enemies. Perhaps, luck is also a part of Warrior's strength. And in our the Americas, we happen to have one Warrior of that caliber—"

Tezcatlipoca probably meant to say the name ORT, but for some reason, Erice felt as if he had been struck by an invisible electric current, and in short, he got stuck.

"Haha, it's still quite troublesome." In the end, Tezcatlipoca just laughed it off and brushed the topic aside.

"The key is that the idea is beyond the realm of common sense," Zeus mused. "We can provide the mechanical data for Typhon to manufacture. However, the 'Mothership' at that time..."

"For you to be so troubled, it seems your 'Mothership' is the kind that's completely unreasonable?" Tezcatlipoca asked curiously.

"No, quite the opposite, the Mothership is very reasonable. You could say it's quite honest." Zeus paused. "And that's precisely the biggest problem."

"Alright, alright, if that's the case, then I understand." Tezcatlipoca dropped his joking demeanor, toying with his Pistol between his fingers, his tone unusually reliable. "Anyway, it's all right. Our Warrior from the Americas has told me she'll be waiting for your 'Mothership' on the outer edge of the Solar System."

"..."

The succinct words of the Tezcatlipoca not only shocked Zeus.

Even Odin, Vishnu, Shiva, and all the chief gods of the pantheon wore expressions of disbelief.

After all, Zeus's deep concern about the arrival of the Mothership indicates that it is at least a Star Class enemy of equal strength.

In other words, the Americas mythology possesses Star Class power? Seriously?! How come the Crowd knew you were hiding this?!

Perhaps sensing the complex looks in the gods' eyes, Tezcatlipoca coughed twice:

"Regardless, her ability to hunt large prey is undeniable. We're all from Extraterrestrial, why would we lie to you?"

After a second or two,

Zeus finally nodded slowly.

He then straightened up.

"... We agree. We agree to hand over the technology to Typhon manufacturing."

"Actually, there's no need to hand it over to Typhon." Odin smiled, raising a finger and pointing towards Erice's location. "That little girl. As one of the pinnacles of Alchemical Theology, with our assistance and the reverse analysis from that Typhon... that's enough."

"Huh?"

When Erice finally let out that surprised exclamation.

When all the Supreme Being Deity present, from different mythologies, turned their gazes toward her.

At this moment, Utsumi Erice truly "understood" the "Age of Gods".

The Deity knew long ago that they would eventually disappear.

Therefore, many gods were not prepared for such an era.

There are also many gods who have been resisting.