Goddess Kaleidoscope

The experienced Melchiorda could tell at a glance that this mortal priest had "good stuff" inside him, but what truly surprised her was the blessing he received, which was densely packed with more than a dozen layers. In her time, no priest could receive such treatment.

"Who are you? You just threw a few broken spears at me. Do you know who I am? Foolish mortal, kneel down!"

Melchiada's voice carried an inherent divine power, but this intimidation had no effect on the man before her. Melchiada was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but chuckle. Being locked up in this godforsaken place for so long had made her forget some "basic common sense."

"Interesting! Mortal, I'll give you a chance. If you kneel down before me now, I'll make you the Great Pope of my Primordial Cult, and you'll spread my faith in the mortal realm. Use the primordial fire within you to do my bidding, and I will certainly not treat you unfairly."

Upon hearing Melchiorda's offer of an olive branch, Lud gave a wry smile. The reason he risked coming here was not to surrender to the water goddess, but to try to negotiate with her and test her.

The three gods have already been defeated, and Kumirad has betrayed them (?). There are no gods outside the barrier who can rival Melchiorda. As long as this guy breaks through the barrier and goes out, the whole world will be shaken.

Lud never expected things to turn out this way. He found himself unknowingly placing too much trust in Kumirad, never even considering the possibility that the guy might betray him.

At this point, Lud had exhausted all his options, and running away was only a temporary solution, so he decided to bite the bullet and face Melchiorda head-on.

But just as Lud was racking his brains, trying to figure out how to fool Melchiorda, the man suddenly started swaying as if he were drunk.

Melchiada looked at his hands unsteadily, his vision blurring and his body feeling lightheaded. Realizing something was wrong, Melchiada abruptly turned to look at Kumirad, only to see the other man smiling at him and asking him in a tone that sounded very concerned.

"Lord Water God, you seem a little dizzy!"

In just a few breaths, Melchiorda, who had been so powerful, was now so weak that he could barely stand. He stumbled back more than a dozen steps before collapsing to the ground, sprawled out like the three poisoned gods.

Kumirard strolled leisurely over to Melton Kiada, examined him for a moment, then took out a bundle of rope and waved to Lud, who was not far away.

"Come and help me tie her up tightly."

Although he still had many questions that needed to be answered, Lud still obediently followed the instructions and went forward to tie Melchiada up like a dumpling.

During the bondage, Melchiorda tried to resist with the last bit of her strength, but Lud, who possessed the primal fire, simply touched her and turned her into a helpless fish on a chopping board.

On the other side, after the three gods drank the antidote provided by Kumirad, their poisoning was quickly relieved, but the divine power that Melchiorda had just absorbed was definitely gone, which greatly angered the God of War.

"You wretched woman! Whose side are you on anyway?"

"If I were on her side, would you still have the energy to yell at people?"

"So what the hell are you doing?"

"Of course, it's to achieve a quick victory with minimal losses!"

"Minimum loss? In just this short time, that guy has drained more than 30% of my divine power, and you call that minimum loss!?"

"What else? How long would it take you to fight her head-on? Battles between gods are always wars of attrition. Do you really think you can defeat Melchiorda with just 30% of your divine power? With your intelligence, you shouldn't be called the God of War anymore; you might as well be called the God of Blind Fools!"

"you……"

Speechless after being refuted by Kumirad, the God of War, though unconvinced, realized upon closer examination that everything the other man said was true. But he soon noticed that something seemed amiss.

"Wait a minute! If you had poison that could deal with this guy, why didn't you use it sooner? Why did you have to pull this stunt?"

"Tch! Do you think she's as simple-minded as you? I've been plotting this for over a hundred years. The poison was actually administered to you. When she absorbed your divine power, she absorbed the poison along with it, which is why she was poisoned."

Seeing that the dust had settled, Kumirad briefly explained his reasons and purpose for doing so. It turned out that shortly after the war of the gods ended, Kumirad discovered that the defeated Old Gods, out of a desire for revenge, were intentionally concealing the secrets about the Land of Fire.

In order to find out the truth, Kumirad began to secretly contact the imprisoned Melchiada through special means. With his superior intellect, he successfully deceived Melchiada into believing that he was actually on the side of the Old Gods, and that he had only pretended to defect in the war of the gods out of necessity for survival, while in reality he had been secretly looking for an opportunity to rescue Melchiada.

However, although Melchiorda believed Kumirard's lies, he refused to reveal any information about the Land of Fire. It wasn't until Lud personally went to the Earth's core and brought back firsthand intelligence that Kumirard realized he could no longer delay and decided to take a risky gamble.

Fortunately, the operation went very smoothly, and Melchiada was caught off guard at the height of his triumph. The poison concocted by Kumirad was specifically designed for the water god and was ineffective against other gods, but it was extremely effective against Melchiada.

It's worth mentioning that, besides the poison on the three gods, Kumirad also used it on herself, and the concentration of the poison on her was more than ten times that of the three gods. This is because Kumirad was certain that, given Melchiorda's personality, she would definitely discard her after the deed was done; it was simply a matter of whether she would use the poison on the three gods first or on herself first.

The three gods recovered completely after a short rest, while Rud, who was in charge of guarding Melchiorda, was staring at the water god lying dead.

According to the original plan, the four great gods present would take advantage of Melchiorda's inability to resist and unleash a joint seal upon her. For this seal to be effective, two conditions were necessary: ​​first, the sealer's power must be multiplied by the sealed one's; second, the sealed one could not resist.

Once the seal is complete, Melchiorda's divine power will be completely locked away, making him no different from a mortal.

The gods have waited for this day for many years, and today it has finally come true!

The sealing process went very smoothly. Melchiorda watched helplessly as the four divine powers entered her body, binding her soul, as if a plug had been placed over a spring, blocking all the divine power.

Realizing that he had lost his power and become no different from an ordinary person, Melchiorda's face turned ashen, and his eyes changed from resentment to despair.

"Phew, all done! With that, the sealing field of the Death Sand Sea is no longer useful, and it's almost time to lift it."

"Yes, it's a pity that this continent can no longer be restored."

"Those things aren't urgent. Let's dig out what we need from this guy's head first."

Out of a desire for revenge, Feigolai deliberately used a phrase that sounded extremely evil. Sure enough! Melchiorda's expression changed drastically upon hearing it. She had completely lost the ability to resist and could no longer use her divine power; only the characteristic that gods cannot be killed by conventional means remained.

This also means that if these guys really want to do something excessive to her, she can't even think about suicide.

The thought that this was indeed a possibility terrified Melchiorda.

"What...what do you want to do to me?"

Seeing that Melchiorda's frightened expression seemed genuine, the kind-hearted Karius wanted to ask directly, but Kumirard gave him a wink, signaling him to stop speaking first.

Indeed! Melchiorda is currently like meat on a chopping board. In order to avoid suffering, she probably won't be as stubborn as before, but that still doesn't guarantee that everything she says is the truth.

Those who lived through the ancient times know that the water god is the most fickle and unpredictable, just as rivers nurture civilization but can also go mad and devour everything.

After all, he was an evil god who had genuinely considered using a massive flood to destroy the world. No one present could guarantee that just because this guy looked pitiful, he would honestly tell them the truth.

So everyone exchanged opinions and decided to proceed with the next step according to the original plan.

Under Melchiorda's horrified gaze, Lud pulled a small bag from his pocket, then gestured for the assembled deities to step back slightly before carefully taking a pendant from the bag.

Lu De softly called out, "Come out," and the pendant emitted a faint green glow, from which emerged a semi-transparent girl.

Melchiorda was completely bewildered, having no idea what was going on.

After a long absence from "fieldwork," Elijah took a deep breath as soon as she emerged from the pendant. Even though she was now a ghost and didn't need to breathe, she still instinctively wanted to feel the fresh air outside.

"Oh! Is this the desert? Why is it gray?"

Looking at the dazed-looking female ghost, Lude knew she was still half asleep. Although Eliven possessed a sleep ability that would drive other undead crazy with envy thanks to her magical pendant, sleep also had certain side effects. No matter how long she slept, she would feel as if she had been through a lifetime when she woke up.

So Lude stepped forward and repeated the situation to the other party, and Elijah finally remembered why she had come out in the first place.

Looking at the strange little undead in front of her, and Lud, who was pulling her and whispering something to her, Melchiorda instinctively sensed something was wrong—a sense of impending doom.

However, before she could even try to burrow into the sand to escape, Kumirad had already walked up to her with a glass of suspicious purple liquid and said with a smile.

"Lord Water God, it's time to take your medicine."

"I won't drink it, I won't drink it, I waaaah..."

Without a word, the God of War pried open Kumirard's mouth, forcing him to pour the entire cup of potion in. Although the taste was surprisingly not bad, Melchiorda quickly felt drowsy, and his eyelids soon closed heavily.

Seeing that Melchiorda was already asleep, Lud pointed at her and gave Elijah a succinct instruction.

"Go for it!"

"okay."

Because her divine power was completely sealed, Eliven could easily subdue this supreme deity. Melchiorda, lying supine on the ground, suddenly twitched a few times, then raised one hand and made a thumbs-up gesture.

Seeing that Elijah had successfully bent down, everyone present immediately sat in a circle around Melchiorda and held hands.

This kind of multi-person dream entry activity was already familiar to Lud and other members of the Pantheon, but for these great gods, it was the first time in their thousands of years of life. It was like a domineering CEO who was used to eating luxurious meals being restrained for the first time eating skewers at a roadside stall.

As their abilities were activated, everyone felt a momentary dizziness, and when their vision cleared again, they found themselves in a huge ancient palace.

Lud looked around and realized that the powerful figures were all gone. With his experience, he knew this was probably because they had appeared in Melchiada's dream, and there was a chance they would be synced to their respective characters upon entering the dream. Since Lud and the others were unfamiliar strangers to Melchiada, they naturally wouldn't appear in her dream.

It's worth mentioning that he had encountered a similar situation when he entered Aina's dream. This rebellious disciple actually fantasized in the dream that she was the master, and punished his little disciple, Lude, by making him serve her tea and water and massage her shoulders and back. So, he replaced the projected Lude and silently moved his hand that was massaging shoulders down one palm position, giving this rebellious disciple a "discipline with a stick".

According to the script Ludwig had prepared in advance, Elijah would have Melchiorda dream of winning the war of the gods, and then guide her in the dream to save the Fire Tree.

However, given that dreams can only exert influence and cannot be completely controlled, it's possible that we'll have to go through this process several more times.

The group strolled around the palace and, judging from the numerous water god statues, confirmed that this was Melchiorda's sanctuary. The palace was exceptionally large and its extravagance was breathtaking.

After walking for a while, the group vaguely heard the sounds of singing and dancing coming from ahead, so they followed the sound to a bustling hall.

Inside the brightly lit hall, amidst the sounds of singing and dancing, Melchiorda sat enthroned at the head of the hall, a look of smug satisfaction on her face. In her dream, she was no longer a defeated warrior in the war of the gods, a prisoner of the deathly desert, but the newly unified queen of the gods, celebrating her great victory.

Looking into the distance, Rude immediately spotted several familiar figures beside Melchiorda. Kumirad, dressed as a maid, stood obediently to one side of her throne, while the goddesses of the four seasons split into four, each with a sullen, cat-like face, serving Melchiorda dishes and pouring wine.

It's clear that this is the scene Melchiorda dreamed of after his victory, with all his former opponents bowing down at his feet and becoming subservient servants.

But compared to these guys, the most tragic one is the God of War, Feigolai.

Lud didn't see him at first, until he noticed "a huge one" lying on the steps in front of the throne. Only then did he realize it was the God of War, and he almost laughed out loud because of his appearance.

A spiked collar, a thick, heavy iron chain... It's a dog!

Lude hadn't expected that in Melchiorda's subconscious, the God of War's status could be so low. You see, when he and Kumirard were initially writing the script, the role they assigned him was merely a male servant, because Melchiorda had a habit of keeping male lovers, so he and Karius couldn't help but have to use their "sex appeal" a little.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. Melchiorda's dream was constructed under Eliven's guidance. Although it generally met the requirements of the script, it was still influenced by the dreamer's subconscious in some details.

The God of War, lying on the steps, looked as ugly as if he had eaten something disgusting, but he had to keep up the act for the sake of the bigger picture.

At this moment, Kumirad also saw Lud. Taking advantage of Melchiorda's inattention, she pointed to another corridor entrance not far away. Lud nodded in understanding and led his companions toward that direction.

At this time, Lud and the others have not yet "participated" in the dream and are still in the position of observers. As long as they do not take the initiative to make contact with Melchiorda, their existence will not be noticed by the dream's master for the time being.

Therefore, they can take the opportunity to search for as many usable clues and information as possible in the dream, while Kumirad tries to buy them as much time as possible.

Following Kumirard's directions, Lud and his group quickly found what appeared to be the palace. Two long rows of burly men clad only in triangular vests stood at the entrance; who knew if they were guards or something else entirely?

The group carefully made their way through the group of muscular men, trying to avoid physical contact with them, and successfully slipped into the palace.

Upon entering the gate, the first thing that catches the eye is a princess bed that is two-thirds the size of a basketball court, with pink semi-transparent curtains that give it an atmosphere that is not a proper place.

Lude looked around, intending to find a secret room or safe to hide things, but a side door suddenly opened and a handsome man walked out.

The two locked eyes and were both stunned.

"Lord Karius, your attire..."

"It was like this when it came in."

Faced with the bewildered gazes of Lud and the others, Karius wore an awkward yet polite smile.

In order to study Melchiada, Lud borrowed some ancient books that Kumirad had sealed away. These books recorded many special sacrificial activities held for the water god in ancient times.

One of them is called the "Male Ketone Festival," in which mortal sects select ten handsome men from their followers every three years to offer to the water god for his "enjoyment." This was Melchiorda's favorite sacrificial activity.