Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 18 Desire

Just as the ancient gods began to descend one after another, the harvest goddess Omibella returned to the giants' court with the dawn god Badhel.

"That angel's power is strange; losing to Him has not diminished your glory."

Omibella simply left after uttering a single sentence; by now, she had fought Truman twice.

Putting aside Truman's various bizarre abilities, anyone who fights him feels a sense of dread, as if something bad is about to happen.

He had already become aware of Truman's strangeness and did not want to provoke him at this critical juncture when a war of gods was about to break out.

But that's all. For a mythical creature, a word of comfort is already a mother's concern for her son.

Badhall remained silent. Omibella had suppressed the signs of madness emanating from him, but he still exuded an aura of decay.

"Glory..." Badhall murmured, his single eye widening, "Only greater power can uphold one's glory!"

"The Demon Wolf also wields the authority of the Phoenix!"

But none of these are things he can touch; they all have their own masters, and they are all ancient gods!

He walked toward the Palace of Twilight to see his Father God and seek further possibilities.

But shortly after he left the palace, the auras of two ancient gods departed from the Giants' Court.

"The Elf King is coming soon. The progenitor of the vampires has invited your father god to go out and greet him. A divine war may be imminent."

Badhere met Omibella in the Twilight Palace and received this news.

The battle between gods is not something they can interfere with; even observing from afar might cost them their lives.

This realization dealt a severe blow to the nascent desire for power that had just begun to rise in Badheer's heart, plunging him into another abyss.

Truman's psychological suggestion to Badhall was very simple; he even did only a minor enhancement, allowing the desire to "become stronger" to churn endlessly under the brutal beatings of the archangels' historical projections and the complete suppression of the goddess of misfortune.

The "Giants," which are the "Warriors" of later generations, are known as the "Glory Ones" in Sequence 2, which is precisely where Bardhill is currently located.

Power is the source of all glory.

Look? Truman even gave Buddhael a role-playing demonstration.

"..." Badheel left in silence, his thoughts churning. He had no desire to return to the Palace of Dawn, but instead wandered through the Giants' Court.

Unbeknownst to him, Badhall had already spotted a dark forest.

"The Decaying Forest?" Badhall was taken aback, and even sensed something was wrong. Why had he ended up here?

In a single instant, the dreamlike phosphorescence buried deep within his heart exploded, leaving no trace, erasing this thought at the last moment.

He forgot about that moment when something felt off.

"The progenitor of giants..." Badheel's thoughts drifted to the decaying forest before him.

"The Father God never allows anyone to come near here."

"Perhaps this is the reason why the Father God is so powerful?!"

At this moment, the Giant King Ormir was locked in a confrontation with the other ancient gods and had no time to spare. This was the best, and perhaps the only, opportunity...

The turbulent thoughts in his heart eventually overwhelmed everything. Badheir walked into the decaying forest, transforming into the light of dawn and perfectly blending into the twilight.

Become stronger and kill all enemies.

This idea arose from Badheer himself, and then he naturally put it into practice.

With the Giant King away and the Giant Queen focused on the war of the gods, naturally no one could discover Badhall.

He easily evaded the guards, even slipping through the power of twilight, and arrived before two ancient tombstones inscribed with "Father" and "Mother" in the language of giants.

This is the origin of giants.

These two words contain a mysterious power to mobilize the forces of nature, which directly evokes in Badhall feelings of longing, sadness, and guilt.

However, Badhall was the most outstanding giant, warrior, and "demon hunter" besides his father, and his senses even directly captured some kind of information left in the corresponding spirit world.

A scene from a very ancient era seemed to flash before Badhall's eyes, a scene featuring his father god and two corpses in coffins.

But why were those two corpses so small? They were even smaller than newborn giants!

Badheer's body gradually froze, a chill running through him, because he saw the shapes of the two corpses.

"Humans..." Badheel fell silent. The two corpses were very different from the giants, with completely different physical structures.

These two corpses actually had two eyes!

Giants have always been one-eyed.

"Father? Mother?" The dawn in Badhall's one eye was completely confused, and he didn't know how to face the reality before him.

"How could this be?" Badheel transformed into the morning light and subconsciously walked forward, when suddenly he was overwhelmed by the intense guilt he felt from the Giant King.

He gradually came to appreciate something deeper within it.

But now, Badhall's thoughts were stagnant, and he was unable to think. He turned into the morning light and disappeared completely into the decaying forest.

"The Father God never allows any giant other than Him to approach the decaying forest..."

"And that overwhelming feeling of guilt, even..."

Badheir returned to the Palace of Dawn as quickly as possible, shutting himself away from all the giants and refusing to participate in the war again.

He probably guessed something.

……

"Suniasolem!" Olmir nodded as he looked at the Elf King, who stood on the waves and held a trident.

"I'm going to the Chaos Sea." Suniasolem looked at the distant Silver Kingdom, having already locked onto that place. The Chaos Sea had appeared there before, and He was determined to go there.

"That's my territory!" Olmir's voice deepened.

"That's the Chaos Sea, it has nothing to do with you!" Sunia Solem stared intently at Olmir, lightning crackling wildly around him.

This scene suggests that a full-blown fight is imminent.

This is the humanoid alliance, and even under these circumstances, various conflicts and struggles still exist.

"Let Him pass." Lilith descended in the moonlight, where the three ancient gods of the humanoid alliance had met.

"..." A flash of savagery appeared in Olmir's single eye, and even the twilight light trembled slightly. He fell silent.

The Elf King laughed and strode forward, arriving at the Silver Kingdom in just a few steps. Sensing the lingering aura of the Chaos Sea, he nodded in satisfaction, his physical and mental agitation subsiding somewhat.

However, at the same time, the Elf King's desire for Source Essence had reached its peak.

The dragon of fantasy was in the same situation as him.

His virtual persona is already roaming the ocean of the collective subconscious of the people of the Silver Kingdom, yearning to draw upon the power of that chaotic sea.

"We must get that stone slab..."

(End of this chapter)