CHAPTER 479: CHAPTER 233: THEN LET THEM OFFER THEIR LOYALTY

"Emerald..."

"Emerald..."

The Goddess of Abundance’s gaze froze.

However, before her, the girl with long green hair and feathered ears did not pause her actions at all.

"It’s okay."

Shiayar nodded his head. "I’ve asked you to come so you can do some work."

He pointed at the Goddess of Abundance lying prostrate on the desk, her beautiful eyes full of fright.

"Her divinity core has a special seal; I can’t resolve it quickly, so I thought maybe you, a deity, would have more experience breaking it."

"Certainly."

With her green hair, the Goddess of Life glanced at the prostrate Abundance; her eyes full of vitality yet devoid of any emotion.

"Abundance once told me about the specific reinforcement and sealing method of her divinity core."

"Master, please wait aside for a moment."

While speaking respectful words, the girl slowly extended her fair hands.

One hand touched the crimson gold crystal atop the miniature statue of Abundance.

The other hand gently pressed against the smooth forehead of the powerless Goddess of Abundance.

"Emerald..."

"Why?"

The Goddess of Abundance couldn’t resist; her luscious lips moved slightly, uttering a despairing whisper.

"Didn’t I say before, you’re my second catch?"

"And she, she’s my first catch; how else would you think I pinpointed your Astral Realm coordinates accurately?"

Shiayar looked somewhat surprised at the Goddess of Abundance before him.

"Just, very regrettable."

"The ally you trust, her Soul’s resilience seems far more fragile compared to yours; it didn’t take much time to deal with her."

He glanced at the Goddess of Life beside him: "Let’s get started."

"Yes."

In the next moment—

Shiayar’s wisps of grey-black mist rose once again.

Intersecting with emerald light.

Then, under Emerald’s skillful guidance, it gradually moved towards the depths of Abundance’s divinity crystal, the last core untouched by the grey-black mist, corrupting it.

"No... don’t..."

"Spare me, spare me."

"I don’t want to forget myself, I don’t want to forget my name!"

"Save me, save me!"

In Abundance’s eyes, the color of fear could no longer be suppressed, surging forth like a tide.

She no longer cared about the rank and dignity of being the Goddess of Abundance, pleading in panic.

Yet the reply to her.

Was merely the gentle embrace of her head, guiding Shiayar’s spiritual power to erode her Soul core, the answer from the life maiden, sweet but cold.

"Sorry, Abundance."

"But—"

"This is the Master’s task."

...

The final defense was breached, then collapsed.

Collapsing wasn’t just the prohibition set inside the Heart of God.

Alongside that collapse went Abundance’s psyche.

Emerald’s submission thoroughly crushed her final psychological defense, shattering the clarity she struggled to maintain before.

Her voluptuous body convulsed.

Her beautiful eyes lost their sparkle, becoming a void.

And the last flicker of self-awareness belonging to the Goddess of Abundance shattered and broke.

Memory, divinity, self-awareness.

Everything making up the individual deity known as Abundance was being erased, ultimately turning into pure emptiness.

Next.

As the grey-black mist surged and ebbed.

On that clean, blank canvas, a new color emerged.

After a long while.

The woman’s void-like beautiful eyes finally regained their luster.

She quietly stood up from the desk, radiant with golden Divine Power, restoring her disheveled clothes and hair to their original form, becoming sacred and graceful once more, returning to that dignified Goddess.

Then, Abundance respectfully moved to stand before Shiayar.

Her beautiful eyes lowered slightly, no longer showing the previous fear, anger, or hatred.

Instead, they held only the purest loyalty and humility.

"I must apologize for my previous rude behavior towards you."

"If you hadn’t granted Abundance her Authority, then a goddess named Abundance wouldn’t exist whatsoever."

"You are my creator and also the King of the Pantheon, the Emperor of earth and sky."

Abundance slowly raised her head, looking up at Shiayar before her.

She placed her pale fingertips on her full, high chest, eyes filled with fanatical admiration.

"But in past times, I forgot your grace and even harbored hostility towards you due to the manipulation of other deities, committing unspeakably foolish acts of rebellion."

"All I can do is atone as a penitent, using my long Life to repay and rectify the sins committed against all beings, against all people."

Pale golden Divine Power gathered at Abundance’s white, delicate neck.

Transforming into a collar around her neck, alongside it a silver chain.

Click.

The crimson gold collar was put on.

After doing all this, Abundance cautiously held up the hand of the black-haired youth before her, then solemnly placed the silver chain from her collar into his palm.

"Thank you for forgiving my sins and giving me a new Life."

"My Father God."

"Please allow me, using the rituals of the Demon Wolf Tribe, to once more express my loyalty to you."

She gently bent down, prostrating on the ground.

Then, looking up at the human youth holding the silver chain before her.

Softly uttered a single syllable.

"Woof."