Thetis showed deep sympathy and gently stroked Hecate's hair. Falling to Lower God this time had thoroughly frightened her. If this continued, Hecate might completely fall from the divine level and become a false god. That was something no god could accept.
Gods would rather die than accept the position of a false god.
Suye was her last lifeline.
Suye thought for a moment and said, "Your true body is studying on my Star of Magic, and the results are indeed better. But it's dangerous for you, because on my Star of Magic, I can control everything about you."
"I'm willing to accept all your control," Hecate said.
Suye sighed softly and reached out to stroke Hecate's golden hair. How proud this goddess had once been—she had even fought Hera to protect the Night Titan, only to be tortured into this state.
Yet the Night Titan she had once protected, the Sun God Apollo, and the Goddess of Hunting had never extended a helping hand to her, at least not publicly.
"You're proficient in witchcraft and understand magic. You can help me continuously transform the Star of Magic," Suye said.
"Your Majesty, what about me?" Thetis raised her head and puffed out her chest, her voice carrying a softness and coyness it had lacked before.
Suye laughed helplessly. He had not expected Hecate's arrival to make Thetis aware of a crisis.
"You'll help me manage Demon Prison City. Starting today, I appoint you Deputy City Lord," Suye said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" A hint of sweetness entered Thetis's voice.
Suye raised his head and gazed into the sky.
"What do you think the meaning of Creation Land really is?"
The two goddesses approached Suye in confusion and gazed into the sky with him, equally bewildered.
The Creation Vortex grew slower