Divine Age Modification in Progress

Neither the power of the moon goddess nor the power of thunder should exist in the same person, but just now she clearly sensed the aura belonging to the moon goddess, as well as the aura belonging to Zeus...

This already chaotic world may become even more chaotic!

In the primeval forest, this place is like the ancient environment of the Americas, primitive and wild, untouched by civilization.

"Oh dear~"

Quetzalcoatl, the legendary goddess who governs life and harvest, culture and wind and rain, and even once controlled the sun, or perhaps more accurately, the Feathered Serpent, now wore a twisted smile, like a mental patient.

She licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, her bronze skin glowing like honey in the moonlight. She had just broken off the horn of the tenth magical beast, yet now she looked up at the sky like a child who had discovered a new toy. Her bandaged right arm trembled uncontrollably, not from fear, but from the boiling of a warrior's blood.

"This level of oppression... it's even more thrilling than when Big Sister was at her peak!" Feathered Serpent casually tossed the monster's corpse onto the altar, her ornate yet savage earrings jingling in the wind. Suddenly, she leaped to the top of the pyramid, opening her arms wide towards the sun. "Come on, my love! Let's revel before the chariot of the sun crashes down!"

She was cheering and calling out to the newly arrived god, hoping to throw herself wholeheartedly into the battle.

However, this mysterious power appeared suddenly and disappeared just as suddenly. It vanished in an instant, and the earth returned to tranquility, the sky returned to normal. Sensing the power that had suddenly disappeared, a hint of surprise flashed in Feathered Serpent's eyes, and then the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Hidden? That won't do! Something so interesting has suddenly happened; we have to find it right away!"

Outside, there are a large number of warriors, all of whom are human. They roar and fight constantly. The victors live, while the losers die. The place is shrouded in blood, but for the people here, it is as natural as eating and drinking.

Indeed, they ate and drank, the dead became offerings, and the offerings were shared among the people; not a single part of their bodies was wasted!

This is the civilization belonging to the sun god Quetzalcoatl!

It made you feel like you had wandered into an ancient, hellish tribe!

The underworld is where the dead reside, and in this place, gods also exist.

The scales of the dead held by Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld, crashed to the ground, and the swirling soul flames on the scales were scattered by the sudden torrent of life.

This place should have been the world of the dead, a place where the living should not and cannot come. But now, the underworld seems to be reshaped and reintegrated into the realm of the living.

The mistress of the underworld staggered, steadying herself on the obsidian throne, her pale fingertips digging deep into the skull-adorned eye sockets. The once silent realm of death now echoed with a spring-like hum, and the vengeful spirits, frozen in time, began to sprout tender green shoots of life.

Death is beginning to be reversed!

No, that's not a reversal, it's a rebirth from death, a cycle of reincarnation!

"This is impossible..." She trembled as she touched the small white flower emerging from the crack in the throne, and the amethyst at the top of the Hades Scepter shattered one after another. As the seventh protective barrier activated automatically, Ereshkigal finally collapsed onto the ever-heating ice throne, murmuring with a sob in her voice, "This is... Mother..."

She felt her mother's presence, the supreme presence, the great maternal scent that gives birth to everything. Even as the goddess of death, she could feel this life-giving power.

Perhaps it is precisely because I am the god of death that I am more sensitive to and familiar with this power of life!

That is Tiamat's power!

No, that's not right. It wasn't Tiamat's power, but a higher power, a power similar to Tiamat's, but higher in status and more maternal!

In fact, within this power, she sensed an aura even higher than life and death, a power akin to that of the primordial chaos at the beginning of a planet's creation, before the existence of any gods or life.

Recorded in the planet's memory, engraved on the stone, the power that existed before the very beginning of time, surpassing even the most ancient times!

"Destruction... and... creation..."

She murmured, raising her head. In that moment, she was certain that this was not her mother, but a completely unfamiliar being who had descended upon this world.

The original plan and my own intentions have all gone astray at this moment, and it is very likely that the deviation will be irreversible!

In a palace entirely composed of blood and flesh, a place that could be considered the lair of monsters, the Greece serpent god sensed the changes in the heavens and earth.

Gorgon's serpentine tail, coiled around the venomous snake, suddenly shredded the three monster corpses, and the ferocious light emanating from its scarlet vertical pupils scorched the rock wall.

She staggered and clung to the edge of the altar, the Holy Grail embedded in her chest emitting a mournful sound like shattering glass—a scream of instinct from the Tiamat bloodline.

The sudden appearance of terrifying power even caused a violent reaction from the power of Tiamat that she had stolen!

"Shut up!" The Goddess of Demonic Beasts roared as she tore off the newly grown scales from her neck, and a strange liquid mixed with Black Mud and stardust gushed from the lacerated wound.

These scales were completely mismatched with her body, and they even shimmered with the light of the moon, as if the moon's power was beginning to erode her body.

To her horror, she discovered that the synthetic magical beasts, which should have been absolutely obedient, were now prostrating themselves in worship in a distant direction. Strange divine patterns appeared on the surface of the dark purple magical beast crystals. These patterns were peculiar, but the moon pattern at the center was so conspicuous.

Despite her physical discomfort, Gorgon attempted to activate her Noble Phantasm, but before Noble Phantasm could be activated, endless moonlight rose from the Leylines, directly negating its Noble Phantasm!

Alternatively, it might be more accurate to describe it as being wiped out from the Root, making it impossible to possess Noble Phantasm for a short period of time.

She saw that her altar, illuminated by the moonlight, began to grow blood vessels, which then gradually disappeared.

It wasn't that her power had an effect, but rather that the unknown Foreigner withdrew its power. As this power disappeared, the interior of the monster's lair returned to normal. However, the scales in her hand still told her that all of this had actually happened, and it wasn't a dream.

If this being exists to help humanity, then her revenge against humanity will likely face enormous obstacles.

A group of people walked slowly along the banks of the Euphrates River.

Artemis lightly touched the water's surface with her bare feet, and the moonlight flowing through her silver hair caused the entire Taiga to surge upstream before gently returning to its starting position, leaving the fish and other creatures completely unaffected.

She held the giggling Jack the Ripper in her arms; the child would become very outgoing in Artemis's arms.

As Artemis walked, a lotus leaf made of stardust bloomed with each step she took, and then a faint starlight spread outwards.

When these starlight rays fall to the ground, they transform into grasses and trees that glow with stardust, and when the flowers bloom, they emit the silvery light of the bright moon.

"You should tone it down a bit," Medea said helplessly, looking at the rampant growth of the Moon Forest on both banks. "If this continues, you'll reshape the Sumer mythology."

Black Jeanne was thrusting Durandal into the river, striking a fish with perfect accuracy, and then tossing it to the ground. This fish could be grilled later.

She rolled her eyes at his words, showing no respect for the goddess. "That earthquake almost knocked people into the river, can't some goddesses control their emotions?" She suddenly turned her head alertly, "Hey Mephistopheles! What are you secretly recording now?"

Leaning against the ash tree, Mephistopheles smiled as he closed the golden Grimoire: "Of course, it's about recording the spiritual impact of the primordial Artemis on the native gods of Mesopotamia. Once these records are complete, we can study them carefully and perhaps even create new True Magic."

Since it has already attracted attention, there's no need to worry about it. Besides, look at Artemis now; she's carefully practicing controlling her power!

Since this era will eventually reset and be restored anyway, there's really no problem letting Artemis have some fun.

Chapter 224: The Age of Gods is Transforming

Artemis was surrounded by completely mutated plants and trees, all of which contained rich magical power. If placed in a world similar to cultivation or True Magic, these trees would undoubtedly be excellent materials.

There might even be special treasures that say, "Eat this fruit and you will gain xx years of cultivation."

"This fruit..." Mephistopheles picked up a fruit. It looked crystal clear, but it was very small, about half the size of a walnut.

Or rather, it's a glass marble that grew out of a shrub.

Looking at the small glass marble, Mephistopheles could feel the aura emanating from it, as if the power of the moon goddess had descended. This fruit, simply by being placed there, could serve as a symbol to invoke the power of the moon goddess.

This is not a connection made using mythological concepts, but rather something that truly originated from the hand of the moon goddess.

Of course, this also includes the Moon Goddess's current use of the power of creation, which in some ways is a product of her experiments.

Or perhaps, this is a product of the very beginning.

"It contains a very rich amount of magic power, and it's the kind of magic power that humans can quickly absorb. The amount it contains is roughly equivalent to the total life force of an average human being." Medea leaned closer, examined it carefully, and then gave her comments.

"So, it's okay to eat it?" Mephistopheles asked.

Artemis blinked. "I don't know~"

Mephistopheles realized that asking Artemis such questions was pointless; almost everything here was a product of her whims, and it was perfectly normal that she didn't know the specifics of what would happen.

Medea took the fruit and examined it carefully. "It's not poisonous, and the magic is very mild. It will dissipate normally after you eat it. However... even if you eat it, it won't be easy to convert this magic into your own. An ordinary person can only utilize less than 30% of it."

"As for Magecraft, if they refine their magic power after consuming it, they can increase the amount they can utilize to 60% to 70%, but that's the limit. Waste will inevitably occur during the refining process."

As she spoke, she placed the fruit in her palm and gently lifted it. "The best way to use this fruit is as a medium to directly summon the power of the moon goddess and strengthen one's own lunar-related spells. Only in this way can the vast majority of its power be unleashed."

Artemis then picked a fruit herself, smiled slightly, and said, "So much trouble, let's give it a try!" With a flick of her wrist, the fruit traced a graceful arc and fell into the river.

Suddenly, a large fish rushed over, opened its mouth, and swallowed the fruit whole.

Mephistopheles and the others stared intently at the fish, not blinking, wanting to see if anything would happen to it.

However, after a few minutes, the fish remained unchanged.

After waiting for a few more minutes, finally, a slight change appeared.

"I say, hasn't this guy gotten a bit bigger?" Black Jeanne, holding the fish that had swallowed the fruit, nodded slightly with her finger.

In response to this provocation, the fish frantically thrashed its body, clearly in protest.

Mephistopheles stroked his chin. "Indeed, it's gotten bigger. If my observation is correct, its overall body volume has increased by about 10%."

The change is small, even negligible, but the fact that such a visible change could occur in such a short time is already quite remarkable.

As a result, while the group was chatting, the fish underwent a second change.

This time, its body grew even larger, and the difference was even more pronounced than before. The fish, which was originally only 25 centimeters long, had now grown to more than 30 centimeters!

At the same time, new scales appeared on its body. These scales, compared to the original scales, shimmered with a faint luster, the radiance of the moon. Each scale had unique patterns, which symbolized the power of the moon.

"Its body is already imbued with Magecraft power, like an instinct; it can draw upon a certain amount of magic..." Medea was speaking when the fish suddenly slapped its tail on the ground, leaped up, and plunged into the river!

With a splash, it fell into the river and quickly swam towards the bottom, as if trying to escape.

An ordinary fish, through the manipulation of a few people, has become a monster belonging to the Age of Gods!

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Artemis looked at the departing fish with some regret, but she didn't try to catch it again. Instead, Black Jeanne walked over and placed the fish she had already prepared in Mephistopheles's hand, saying succinctly, "You grill it."

Mephistopheles took the fish and, while grilling it, used a spell to observe the fleeing creature, wanting to see what it would do.

Mephistopheles named the mutated fish "Sumer Number One". Sumer Number One swam across the riverbed and went upstream, quickly widening the gap between them.

Then, it leaped out of the water, its fish eyes observing everything on the shore as it jumped, and it saw what it wanted to see.

The water flowed under its control, transforming into a water rope, which then shot out and struck a glass marble fruit.

Under this impact, the glass marble fell, but before it hit the ground, it was caught by the water and quickly pulled back.

Almost the instant it entered the water, it was swallowed by Sumer Number One.

Although this creature's intelligence isn't exceptionally high, it's still significantly higher than that of its kind. It clearly understands its needs and what's beneficial to it.

As the second fruit was eaten, it changed again. This time, its body grew a little bigger, but the change wasn't as significant as the first time. Mephistopheles sprinkled salt on the grilled fish while projecting what he saw onto the others.

"As the body grows larger, the visual difference between each fruit becomes smaller, which is normal," Medea said, her eyes fixed on the screen. "But the fact that we're actively seeking out these fruits that are beneficial to ourselves—could we be creating some terrifying creatures in this era?"

"Probably not. Besides, no matter how powerful or terrifying they are, they're not as scary as the monsters running around everywhere right now, are they?" Mephistopheles said, placing the seasoned grilled fish near the fire, then picking up another grilled fish and continuing to season it.

With so many people here, one grilled fish isn't enough.

Then, everyone saw the fish swallow several more fruits in succession. Finally, its whole body swayed and even swelled up before it stopped eating, submerged into the riverbed, and buried itself in the sand to cover itself and hide.

It has reached a critical point; if it continues to consume it, it might explode due to excessive magic power.

If you want to continue consuming, you must first digest all the magic power within your body.

And this process didn't take long.

After Mephistopheles and the others finished eating the grilled fish, Sumer Number One, which had been hidden under the sand, emerged.

If it originally looked like a relatively normal fish, now it has transformed into a sea snake, or rather, it looks like a fish with its body stretched out, resembling a ribbonfish.

Its body width is almost twice what it was originally, and its body length has increased dramatically to more than two meters!

Its body was covered with scales that shimmered with a faint moonlight, each scale engraved with runes belonging to the moon goddess. Most strangely, within this moon goddess's radiance, there was even a surge of lightning, as if lightning was flowing through its veins.

Clearly, this fruit contains not only the pure power of the moon goddess, but also a portion of Zeus's thunderous power.

Sumer Number One is now a true magical beast. Its efficiency in consuming the magic power of Glass Fruits has increased from the initial 20% to about 70% for each fruit!

"Hoo-hoo!"

A roar erupted from the water, and a monster of unknown species appeared, emanating an ominous aura and filled with extreme malice. It stared at Sumer Number One, a creation born from Black Mud, which was admiring its new body. Sumer I was a child of the Mother Goddess.

It can sense the special nature of the fish in front of it, tempting it to take a bite, or even swallow it whole. Once swallowed, it will undergo a different transformation.

So, it rushed over without hesitation!

"Boom!"

A dazzling burst of electricity erupted beneath the water's surface, instantly heating a small area of water to extreme temperatures, even triggering an explosion!

Like lightning striking the surface of water, the monster's body stiffened and even carbonized under the blow. It struggled to escape, but in the next instant, several arrows shimmering with silver light emerged from around Sumer Number One and pierced into the monster's body.

This magical beast from the Mother Goddess died here in less than two seconds.

Sumer Number One approached, sniffed the dead monster, but didn't bite it. Instead, it surfaced and surveyed its location. It realized it was now far from the strange forest, so after confirming its direction, it swam back the way it came.