After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The salty sea breeze ruffled Luna's long hair as she finally gained her freedom. She pushed open the hospital room door with a flourish and found Catherine standing by the window.

Catherine, a cigarette dangling from her lips, looked slightly dazed. "Young Miss?"

"Don't be too surprised, this young lady can go wherever she wants."

Luna waved to Catherine with a beaming smile, and then she saw Lucas wrapped up like a dumpling on the hospital bed.

"Heh, whose subordinate is this? He's beaten so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him."

"A new recruit transferred from the Second Division to the Special Forces. He's quite capable. He got a little injured after fighting with the hero." Catherine walked over, saluted, and then flicked some cigarette ash onto the patient's bandages.

Lucas, whose eyes were barely visible: ...

"So it was that old bastard Thorne. Don't worry, I'll avenge you." Luna patted her chest confidently. If she had known this day would come, she should have cut off his root of trouble back then, making Lilith live a life of widowhood.

"Young Miss, we are short-handed right now, and the enemy is very powerful. You should not make a move lightly." Catherine shook her head. Regardless of how the young lady got here, if something were to happen to her in the Elf Kingdom, the entire Northern Territory would be thrown into turmoil.

Luna did not answer, but simply stepped aside to avoid the light. A chilling shadow blocked the light, and the newcomer was none other than Duke Oswald.

"Your Majesty the Duke!"

Catherine knelt down on one knee with a thud, bowed her head, and quickly spat out the cigarette butt, clenching her teeth and not daring to breathe.

"This is a curse concerning the four races, Catherine." Oswald's gaze slowly shifted downwards, and he said coldly, "If we cannot defeat them in the Elven Kingdom, we will have to go to the Demon Kingdom to fight in the future."

Catherine swallowed hard, a bead of cold sweat trickling down her cheek. "Yes...sir."

"The three main divisions are ready to head south. Now take me to the location where they entered the Elf Kingdom. I need to know what they are doing."

……

The feeling of stepping back onto the earth after passing through the psionic space made Catherine dizzy.

When they opened their eyes again, the three of them had arrived in a western town of the Elf Kingdom, which was also the first city where the hero team had stopped.

Luna approached the open city gate, raised her hand to release the Traceless Land, locking in the wind and currents within ten kilometers, and then surveyed the eerily quiet little town.

There seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air. Luna knew that her brother was testing her, so she drew her sword, sensed her surroundings, and strode towards the plaza area following the scent.

The first thing that catches the eye is a newly dug earthen hill, which must have been recently dug, as no weeds have grown on it yet.

Something was reflecting sunlight, and when Luna cautiously approached to take a look, she discovered that it was a huge circular iron lid made of a pile of swords.

"Diana's ability, the standard weapon generation of the Curse of War."

Luna stopped and raised her sword, unleashing her full aura. The falling blade slashed out with a dazzling burst of light, and the high-speed impact of the particle stream released an extremely terrifying scorching heat wave, instantly dissolving and melting the pile of steel.

(Does my sister's ability still fall under the category of natural wind?)

[Let's not pry into matters of law and order. What if Luna's power surpasses yours? Wouldn't that be awkward for you?]

Speechless for a moment, Oswald walked to the edge of the blood pool. He felt as if he had seen this thing somewhere before...

Luna was also observing carefully, but after failing to figure out what was going on, she immediately took action, only to have her sword, which she had just raised, pressed down by Oswald.

"Wait, there are living things in here."

Upon hearing this, Luna and Catherine quickly assumed battle stances. The Goddess Army was very skilled at creating monsters, and this blood pool looked extremely evil; it was probably some kind of monster incubation base.

One by one, corrupt chains broke through the ground, and soon touched something. Oswald frowned, the familiar feeling growing stronger.

With a whoosh, the chains stirred the blood pool, pulling out one sleeping elf after another from the bottom and throwing them onto the ground.

"So this is what it is..."

Oswaldmo stroked his chin and sneered. Back in the lair of a certain great sage in the royal city, a number of elves with skin that had turned pale from being soaked in water were blown up. They thought they were some kind of secret weapon, but all they did was put their hands together in prayer.

"Why are they soaking elves in there?" Luna poked an elf's face with her foot. The elf was alive, but seemed to have no reaction to the outside world.

"Never mind what they're doing, just make sure they don't get it done," Oswald said, continuing to generate more corrupted chains to salvage the elves.

Now that Luna's Unmarked Land is in the outside world, there's no need to worry about the elves' personal safety.

"Brother is right." Luna seemed to have received some profound truth, and squatted down to check the elf's condition.

If I'm not mistaken, the culprit that caused the elves to fall into a deep sleep is Lilith, who controls the power of death.

Lilith once helped Luna search for her memories deep within her dreams, suggesting that she also controls a portion of the power over dreams. Perhaps death and sleep are the same state?

"Lilith, Thorne, and the girl who released the spiral of desire, Annie, Diana, who is most likely in the group... and one more, who should be the creator of the blood pool."

"The goddess is quite sentimental; she actually rebuilt a team of heroes."

Luna stood up and stretched, her smile revealing a hint of eagerness. She and her brother were invincible together, and this time they were determined to wipe them all out.

(The curses of the four races, plus the curse that the goddess herself must bear, complete another cycle. Master, can you deduce her true purpose?)

[That depends on which direction she evolves into. A god of lust or a god of immortality are both good choices. The most troublesome aspect of the goddess of life is that she can leverage the power of living beings to gain numerous avenues for development.]

After all, development depends on people...

Oswald quickly slammed on the brakes, (saying less things that would undermine unity and focusing on useful analysis.)

[After we two fell for the trick, the prerequisite for the goddess to transform into an immortal god has become defeating the host, so this system thinks she wouldn't be foolish enough to go against the system headquarters.]

During his time away from this world, Oswald and the leader had a serious discussion about the issue of the immortal god. They concluded that Oswald's immortal body must be handed over to headquarters so that they could create a new god.

It sounds like there's nothing they can do, but since Lao Ao is a transmigrator under their command, the headquarters will definitely provide a replacement body and compensation. As for Oswald himself, he doesn't want to become any kind of god either.

Not to mention that the price he paid for becoming an immortal god was to make all living beings in this world immortal.

His past life was full of regrets; now he just wants to grow old slowly with his family.

[A god of lust is possible, given the unique advantages of the eroge world. But if the goddess wanted to become the new god of lust, she shouldn't have killed so many beings; instead, she should have guided them to become even more lewd...]

(So ​​what?) After Oswald salvaged the elves, he used his immortal magic to destroy the life elements in the blood pool.

[Therefore, her evolutionary trajectory is definitely related to the wish she made, and also to the actions of the hero's party. The wishes of the host, the elves, the demons, and the dwarves have not actually deviated from the power of the Goddess of Life; the only variable is the human's prayer.]