I, the Holy Maiden of Light, tear apart the Outer Gods.

[Host, do you remember a long time ago when you envied someone else's great power, and how I responded to you then?]

"...Spit it out!" Anjie had no mood to play games with the system now, and her tone was slightly irritable.

Of course, the main reason is that in my memory, most of the people who were involved with the system were either arguing with each other or breaking each other's defenses.

As for the one or two "philosophical" remarks that the system occasionally uttered, Anjie probably forgot about them by then, throwing them into the non-recyclable garbage.

Fortunately, the system understood Anjie's thoughts and wasn't angry. Instead, it slowly said:

I once said that as long as you complete the tasks I assign, one day in the future, even the true gods will not be your match.

"...So now I'm 'absolutely even'? Heh, no one can beat me anymore, because they can't beat me and I can't beat them."

【Hahaha】

Upon hearing Anjie's complaints, the system burst into laughter.

Before long, a semi-transparent light screen appeared in Anjie's line of sight.

[Mission: The God Who Declares War on the World]

[Content: Defeat Azathoth]

[Success Reward: Breast Enhancement Exercise *1]

[Failure Penalty: Here's a perk for you—there's no penalty for failing this time!]

"..."

The sudden assignment left Anjie a little stunned.

She didn't understand the point of the system issuing a task at this time. If it was just a random task to give her some magical artifacts or something to help her, she could understand it.

But putting aside the fact that the quest itself requires defeating Azathoth, is the reward actually worthwhile?

Breast enhancement exercises?

What a joke! How could I, the Holy Maiden of Light, the Goddess of the Law of Balance, a deity whose strength rivals that of Azathoth, need such a thing?

Humph--

Um...

What if, I mean, what if it actually works?

Anjie suddenly felt conflicted.

But the next second, he snapped out of it and wanted to slap himself. He was still fighting Azathoth, how could he be distracted by thinking about such nonsense? Yeah, it's all this lousy system's fault for sending out things that undermine morale at a time like this!

That's all the help I can give you!

"what?"

After uttering a nonsensical remark, the system disappeared without a trace, and no matter how Anjie called out to it in her mind, there was no response. However, this time Anjie could clearly sense that the other party was silently watching her every move.

Although the system is crazy most of the time, it is reliable in critical moments.

"It seems the solution lies in this mission... Mission details? Rewards for success? Penalties for failure? None of them seem quite right..."

Azathoth noticed that Ange's attack frequency was decreasing sharply, and she would often pause or freeze. He assumed that Ange's power was running out. No matter how powerful Ange was or how special her authority was, compared to himself, she was just a newly born god.

Such an intense battle must have nearly drained her of her strength.

However, He did not intend to take advantage of the situation, or rather, He still had no intention of defeating Ange.

Azathoth's purpose, from beginning to end, has only been this world and the creatures in this world. Ange's appearance was merely another "entertainment project" for Azathoth.

He wants to destroy this continent in front of Ange.

The newborn deity, having lost the faith of living beings, will likely soon become like Him, recognizing the essence of the world, the essence of power, and the essence of laws, and finally discarding both the appearance of living beings and useless emotions.

The thought of Ange, who, thousands of years later, had lost her human emotions and become a true "god," gave Azathoth a long-lost feeling called "pleasure."

Section 279 was repeated.

The previous chapter was duplicated and cannot be deleted, so the following chapters will be posted for free. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

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Section 280, Chapter 38: Did He Laugh to Death While Doing Breast Enhancement Exercises? (Free)

Because he was thinking of something happy, Azathoth was momentarily distracted, which caused another wound to appear on his body. However, Azathoth quickly adjusted his defense and did not pay attention to his injury.

The successful sword strike did not make Ange much happier. Although it further reduced Azathoth's power, her own power was also greatly reduced due to the law of balance.

At this moment, Ange was pondering the system's mission while also searching for weaknesses in Azathoth's defenses, determined not to miss any opportunity to severely damage Azathoth.

Azathoth's vigilance and composure far exceeded Ange's expectations, which drove Ange somewhat crazy.

Logically, shouldn't these final bosses usually make mistakes due to arrogance or excessive talking, and then be easily defeated by the protagonist's verbal sparring? But in her case, Azathoth completely defies the usual pattern.

click-

A crisp cracking sound rang in Azathoth and Ange's ears. They both looked toward the source of the sound and saw a dark crack appear on the cold plains. The air of the far north blew through the crack across the desolate cold plains!

The first crack has finally appeared in the cold, desolate world!

This foreshadows the imminent complete collapse of the Cold Plains world, and the passage to the continent—the far north—is about to be opened wide for Azathoth!

The appearance of the crack only caught Azathoth's attention for a moment before he looked away and continued to lie low.

Things are unfolding exactly as I expected; all I need to do now is wait.

Even now, although He hasn't fully grasped the power Ange possesses, He can roughly assess that with Ange's current strength, it's simply impossible for her to kill Him.

Unlike the composed Azathoth, Ange's expression was much more unpleasant.

The energy within his body was constantly decreasing, but he still didn't understand what the system's task meant...

Could it be a reward for success—breast enhancement exercises?

Would you sit in front of Azathoth and do a breast-enlarging exercise to make Azathoth laugh to death?

"...This lousy system is driving me crazy! It actually makes a lot of sense that idea I just had!" Anjie cursed under her breath.

Azathoth spoke again after a long silence, "My child, do you still insist on defeating me now? You should know very well that you cannot defeat me, neither in spirit nor in strength. You are not capable of destroying me in your current state."

“…Stop talking nonsense.” Ange cursed, continuing to slash at Azathoth’s tentacles with her sword. Golden holy light once again illuminated the entire Cold Plains. However, the most direct effect of doing so was to further exacerbate the collapse of the Cold Plains world, with more and more cracks appearing in the land, sky, and air of the Cold Plains.

Azathoth retracted the severed tentacle; to Him, the damage caused by severing a single tentacle was negligible.

As the god of blindness and folly, and the source of negative emotions in the world, Azathoth could easily sense Ange's inner turmoil. Although Ange tried her best to conceal it, she could not escape Azathoth's eyes.

This gave Azathoth a long-lost sense of pleasure.

Section 281, Chapter 39: The Meaning of the Mission (Free)

After a moment of thought, Azathoth slowly said, "No matter what you say, both you and I know very well that if this battle continues to be deadlocked, I will be the only one to benefit."

"..."

"However, considering that you have my blood in you, I'll give you a 'gift' as well. Once I get out, I'll definitely destroy this world, but I can give you three spots—three spots to avoid being killed by me. I'll even try my best to avoid affecting the minds of these three people with my power, so that they won't suffer any harm when the world is destroyed and rebuilt."

Ah, don't worry, this is just a little gift from me, so you don't need to do anything. All you have to do—and all you need to do—is make a choice.

"Then, name the three people you wish to 'pardon'?"

Azathoth's words caused Ange to momentarily lose her composure.

It wasn't because Ange felt Azathoth was provoking her, but... even she herself knew very well that what Azathoth said was true!

If the war situation does not fundamentally change, and the collapse of the Cold Plains allows Azathoth to enter the mortal world, an unstoppable catastrophe awaits the creatures of the continent!

A true catastrophe that will destroy the world!

Azathoth gave Ange three spots—and it was these three spots that made Ange feel a sense of stagnation and pain.

Who should I give these three spots to?

Castal? Aurora? Joan? Gaya? Emil? Nyarlathotep? Betty? Novia? Cthulhu? Ptolemy...too many...too many...three slots are hardly enough!?

Couldn't you... couldn't you give me a few more spots?

Ange was startled by her own thought.

I woke up belatedly.

If I accept Azathoth's three slots, it would be tantamount to making a compromise with Azathoth! If Azathoth really destroys the world, I would be an accomplice to his demise!

Damn it, I almost fell for Azathoth's trick. That bastard never gives up trying to corrupt me with his power, no matter what. I can't let my guard down for a second.

Phew—thankfully, I was alert enough in time to avoid doing anything irreversible.

Ange let out a long sigh and murmured to herself, "I don't want to be a sinner in this world... Wait, the world... the world..."

Halfway through her sentence, Anjie's eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly looked at the system task screen, finally fixing her gaze on the name of the system task—

A god who declared war on the world.

The world...the world...declares war on the world!

I think I understand!

As soon as Azathoth noticed that Ange's gaze had cleared again, he knew that his plan had been seen through, but he felt no regret or pity.

However, to His surprise, Ange, upon regaining her senses, did not become angry as He had expected. Instead, she wore a bright smile, as if she had encountered something very happy.

Section 282, Chapter 40: Declaring War on the World!

However, when Azathoth saw Ange smile at Him, He did indeed sense a surge of malice emanating from the girl bathed in light before Him.

Ange raised a flirtatious eyebrow, her fingertips brushing against the amused blade of the Light. The slight tremor of the blade produced a rustling sound that made Azathoth instinctively become alert.