Overlord Journey of Tima, the Creator God

"Little brother, why are you—" A sharp blade pierced his heart, killing him in a single strike. It left only a hole in his heart before being instantly withdrawn. His powerful heart muscles contracted by inertia, pumping almost all the blood from his body.

Not a single drop of blood stained Camellia's blade. She paid no attention to Kuruk's words and did not even glance at him. Once she had confirmed that every werewolf was dead, she returned to Aya's side.

Kuruk collapsed to the ground, and another figure entered his field of vision.

"Mom." As though he had seen his long-dead mother, Kuruk felt a familiar warmth and tried to reach out. But by then, all the blood had drained from his body.

The werewolf force had been completely wiped out.

The corpses had piled up into mountains, with werewolf bodies mixed among those of the villagers. Most of the human corpses were mutilated beyond recognition.

Blood covered the ground. Gathered in the square were the village's women and children, along with a handful of frail men. Either the werewolves had not had time to slaughter them, or they had been kept as living rations for the journey home.

Even among the survivors, several were missing limbs, and nearly everyone was wounded. A few girls were covered in injuries.

As for the werewolves, every last one of them was dead.

They were too weak. So weak that it was almost boring.

Aya's initial estimate had been that if the batch of werewolves she had encountered earlier belonged to the same race as this force, then the werewolves unable to withstand Mother Goddess Domain I would not have exceeded level fifty.

Assuming they were level fifty, and assuming they were among the weakest of their kind, then the werewolf force's average level should have been around seventy—twenty levels higher.

That had been her initial estimate, because according to game conventions, the weakest and strongest enemies in a dungeon generally differed by twenty levels in combat power.

Instead, they were so weak that she could not even determine their levels.

Aya swept her gaze over the mountains of corpses and sea of blood, yet felt nothing. Plunder, death, slaughter—these were all choices made by life itself. From the Mother Goddess's perspective, she was unexpectedly calm.

Wearing a silver mask that interfered with sight and perception, Aya confirmed that the villagers could not properly recognize her appearance before turning her gaze toward the gathered villagers.

If she wished, a tenth-tier spell, [Rescue], or a ninth-tier spell, [Rain of Grace], could completely heal all their injuries and even restore their missing limbs. For Aya, who possessed the high-ranking priest class, 'Pope,' it was no more than a casual gesture.

She could even cast resurrection magic to revive every dead villager, but Aya had no intention of doing so.

The impact brought by the power to kill differed from that brought by the power to save. The latter was more conspicuous, and more likely to bring trouble and risk.

If it were a fifth-tier spell, [Revival]... no, its effects might still be too strong. Aya barely remembered any spells below the fifth tier anymore. She would probably need to check her skill list to recall them.

Even bestowing grace had to have limits. This was enough for now. With that thought, Aya spoke. "Hello."

"God!" Before Aya could even utter the excuse she had made up—something like, 'I am a reclusive mage'—an old woman abruptly fell to her knees.

"God!" Immediately afterward, all the villagers behind her knelt one after another, worshipping Aya with utmost reverence.

After standing stunned for two seconds, Aya silently checked her skill list and confirmed the passive skills Faith Guidance, Faith Aura, and Pope Deification. She could only feel the corners of her eyes and her stomach twitching...

Camellia, on the other hand, seemed extremely pleased by the title. Happily hugging Aya's arm, she kept rubbing against it.

Author's Note:

I have a lot of classes this afternoon, so there may only be this one update today. Please forgive me.

Chapter 10: Reward and Farmland