At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump...

At this moment, the entire Earth was pulsating like a heartbeat, which even ordinary people could feel in a daze, and those with superhuman abilities could hear it even more clearly.

Not only Earth, but even the Moon is experiencing a heart-pounding rhythm.

All life on Earth and the Moon is celebrating.

The wild horses running on the grassland stopped and raised their heads to look up at the sky, and every blade of grass swayed its leaves.

The camels in the desert collectively closed their eyes and let out long, drawn-out calls, while the cacti quickly blossomed and bore fruit.

Birds in the Amazon rainforest take flight in groups, and mycelium under the damp shade of trees accelerates the release of spores.

Fish leap joyfully from the surface of the ocean, blue whales sing their 'whale songs,' and corals, anemones, seaweed—everything seems to be celebrating.

Even the smallest single-celled bacteria express the joy of life in their own way.

The supreme rules of life spread from the surface of the planet to its core, and then from Earth to the Moon.

The waters of Tokyo Bay returned once more, the clear blue seawater submerging Tiamat's enormous body.

Tiamat's body slowly turned to ashes in the seawater.

A tiny, deep green light descended from the ashes and slowly stood on the azure sea. Countless fish swam around the pale green light, surrounding and swirling it, as if the world revolved around it.

The green light slowly faded, revealing the figure of the young goddess, with long silver hair, three-shaped dragon horns, and a luxurious yet simple silver-white dress.

Amidst the celebrations of the entire planet and its satellites, the young goddess slowly opened her eyes, her X-shaped pink pupils reflecting the face of the young god.

"Thank you……"

Luo Sheng looked into her eyes and nodded, but before he could even open them, her next words made his forehead crease and he clenched his fist.

Chapter 124: The Feast of the Gods, Next Up is the Infrastructure Building and Farming Period

“Thank you, my child, thank you for freeing your mother from the corruption of human evil.” Tiamat looked at Los Saint with eyes full of maternal love, and just as she was about to reach out to stroke Los Saint’s head, her wrist was grabbed.

"Who are you calling a child!" Los Saint said, his face darkening as he gripped Tiamat's slender arm. "Tiamat, are you out of your mind?"

"Why are you saying that about Mom?" Tiamat asked, feeling wronged, seeing Los Saint's angry expression. Had she done something wrong? She had always been comforting her child like this. She had indeed recreated Los Saint, although it was only a divine thought, not the real body, but she should still be considered a mother.

Los Saint stared into Tiamat's eyes: "You know who I am. Look me in the eyes and rephrase your words. What should you call me?" Don't think that just because you're good-looking I'll tolerate you excessively. Which of the goddesses in his family isn't beautiful?

Tiamat pondered for a moment, her face once again filled with maternal love: "Should I call you by a human name, 'Baby'? Come back to Mommy's embrace, I will hold you tight." As she spoke, she opened her arms, her expression full of anticipation, as if waiting for him to rush into her arms and act cute.

Snap! Los Saint gritted his teeth and instantly grabbed Tiamat's two large horns on either side of its head with both hands, shaking them viciously.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch..."

"Who are you calling 'baby'?! Now I know just how deep your evil truly is! It's no wonder you've become the epitome of evil in humanity!"

"Stop! Stop! Don't shake my head anymore... Waaah..." Tiamat whimpered. Had she done something wrong again? Waaah, this generation of children is even harder to raise than the children of the Age of Gods.

“Listen up, Tiamat! I don’t care what you call me, but you absolutely cannot call yourself your mother, and you certainly cannot treat me as your child, otherwise…” Los Saint glared fiercely at Tiamat, who was on the verge of tears. In truth, he couldn’t really do anything to Tiamat… He wouldn’t go so far as to strip her of her powers and kill her; that would be too extreme.

"Mommy knows, sob sob sob..." Tiamat choked and sobbed, tears streaming down her face. She was being disliked by her child again, the very child she had loved most since she had just freed her from the evil of humanity.

"Huh?" Luo Sheng stared wide-eyed.

"Lo, Los Saint... Mom... I know I was wrong, please don't abandon me again, sob sob sob." Tiamat choked with grievance.

"What a nuisance..." Looking at Tiamat sobbing in distress, Los Saint felt for the first time what it meant to be emotionally exhausted. He produced a handkerchief and tossed it to her: "Wipe yourself."

He felt that things were about to take a turn for the worse for his family.

In Tiamat's mind, apart from him, all the other gods were also good children who had freed her from human evil, and she was sure that the gods would be 'harassed' by her next.

"Los Saint, you're so good to Mom and to me." Tiamat looked at the handkerchief in her hand, overjoyed, wiping away the tears on her cheeks.

"Actually, there was no need to wipe it off at all." Luo Sheng sighed. The emotions of the gods in the Type-Moon world are really rich and colorful. Even a goddess will cry loudly in grievance when she is hit. Even human evil is the same, specifically criticizing a certain Indian god of love.

"Come down, everyone, it's alright now." Luo Sheng waved to the gods in mid-air.

Rays of light appeared around Los Saint, partially enveloping Tiamat, and everyone looked at Tiamat with curiosity.

The people from Teyvat and Ling Cage couldn't believe that the young goddess who would cry out her little pearls if she wasn't called 'Mom' was the same Tiamat who had just been unkillable. Was this really the personality of the Mesopotamian creator goddess?

"Mother Goddess, I'm so glad you're alright. You shouldn't turn back into human evil again, right?" Ishtar asked cautiously. As one of the three generations of gods in the Mesopotamian world, she had never met Tiamat in the first generation of gods, but she had experienced the stories of the first generation of gods through the stone tablets made by the gods.

"Are you alright, Mother Goddess?" Ereshkigal asked with concern. As the goddess of Mesopotamia, she did not want the mother of all gods to be harmed again.

But if she had to choose between humans and the Mother Goddess, she would choose humans, because she knew that the Mother Goddess's love for all things was wrong.

“Ishtar, Ereshkigal, I remember you two. I never thought you would save me. You are such good children.” Tiamat walked up to Ereshkigal and Ishtar and stroked their heads with both hands.

"Mommy has always loved you. Whenever you come back to Mommy's embrace, Mommy will hug you tightly."

"..." Ishtar and Ereshkiga's expressions froze, and they instantly retreated a great distance, their mouths twitching and their cheeks slightly red. They were, after all, gods in their respective fields, and being treated like children who needed to be comforted by their mothers made them feel ashamed to face others.

Oh no! Will everyone laugh at me? Laugh at me for being a fool who needs to cuddle in the arms of Mother Goddess!

Ishtar and Ereshkigal glanced at the gods immediately, and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the gods did not look at them strangely.

"Not at all the gentleness that Tiamat, the evil one among humans, could have imagined. Looks like a great god I can get along with," Quetzal said enthusiastically, hands on his hips.

"Is his name Kukulkan? I'm so happy that you're praising me like that," Tiamat said happily. They were all her best children to date. She had always been the one giving to them, but now they had saved her. She was so incredibly happy.

"My Lord God, may I challenge her to a duel?" Quetzal, who had been so passionate just moments before, grinned and pointed at Tiamat. She was the supreme goddess of South America, a meteorite from outer space. How dare she want to be her mother? Even Tiamat was not qualified.

Is this a provocation? It's definitely a provocation!

Of course, she knew this was Tiamat's nature; a one-on-one fight was what she truly wanted.

"Forget it, Quetzalcoatl, you can't beat her." Los Saint patted Quetzalcoatl on the shoulder.

The difference between Quetzalcoatl and Tiamat, who possess the power of a supreme god, is still too great.

"Hello everyone." Tiamat looked at Buyer, Raiden Shin, Fukaros, Shirazuki Kui, and the others.

"Although I did not create these good children, can they also become my children?"

"..." The gods looked at each other, somewhat amused and exasperated. Although they had long known Tiamat's true nature, they were simply overwhelmed by her boundless maternal love.

This is no longer simply 'love,' but 'possessiveness called love,' treating all life in the world as one's own children and never letting go, never allowing any to escape the sphere of one's maternal love.

“If it’s just about lovers, I can accept it, but if your love conflicts with mine, I won’t tolerate it,” Bouyer said gently.

Putting aside Tiamat's personality flaws, her love is indeed not a threat in this world, at least not for now.

Fukaros and Raiden both nodded. They agreed with Tiamat's love for the gods. They themselves were also lovers, but not to such an extreme degree.

“Mommy is no longer human evil,” Tiamat said happily.

Maido then spoke up: "Speaking of which, according to tradition, isn't there a family gathering and big meal after the fight?"

Everyone looked at Maido.

"A family dinner party? What's that?" Ishtar asked curiously. "Is it like a big meal that the whole family eats together?"

Her body's personality has memories of this aspect, as well as memories of the modern world, so she has no problems living in the modern world.

“Family gathering…a big meal…” Ereshkigal couldn’t help but picture the warm scene of her family eating together. She glanced at Los Saint out of the corner of her eye, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her hands unconsciously clutched the hem of her clothes.

Having dinner together...has our family really come to this?

Have I truly integrated into Los Santos's 'family'?

She never ate with anyone else, even though gods don't need to eat either...

Since coming into this world, she has experienced many of her "firsts" with Los Saint, and there will definitely be many more "firsts" in the future.

"A family dinner~ Oh~ Please, Your Majesty, tell my older sister about it, she's really interested!" Quetzal immediately moved closer to Los Saint upon hearing this, naturally grabbing Los Saint's arm with fiery enthusiasm.

"It's just a simple gathering of people for a meal," Luo Sheng said, glancing around. Goodness, it seems that everyone who has fallen into this world is a goddess. Although they are pleasing to the eye, the development of a god group cannot consist entirely of goddesses; that would lead to a deformity.

It seems I need to find a way to get some male gods or 'Eye of God' holders who are qualified to become gods in Teyvat.

He now possesses 'manifest power,' and Teyvat's barriers and suppression are no longer effective against him.

Now, going to Teyvat is no different from going to a public toilet for him.

With Tiamat's problem resolved and a powerful god-king now in power, the world will enter a period of development for at least a long time.

He doesn't believe that the Type-Moon world and the Teyvat world will experience a Tiamat-level catastrophe in the near future.

In other words, he can finally start building infrastructure and cultivating the land on Earth with peace of mind, and the things he had arranged before can now be made more widespread.

“It was just a simple meal,” Joan of Arc said.

"This all started when Mydo fell over here."

Maiduo scratched her head: "Hey~ why are you talking about me? Did I do something embarrassing?"

Joan of Arc said with a smile, "To take care of Mydo's feelings, Los Saint would take everyone out for a big meal after each mission, so over time it became a habit similar to a holiday."

Quetzal said with a grin, "I see. My God-King is so gentle."

Buyer, Bai Yuekui, and Fukaros all nodded. To them, Los Saint, the master of this world, was really gentle and very kind to them, practically impeccable.

"So you celebrate after every fight, huh? No wonder you're from Los Santos, you know how to treat everyone." Ishtar put her hands on her hips, puffed out her chest, and nodded in a matter-of-fact tone: "Although it's just a meal, I, Ishtar, gladly accept it."

"..." Ereshkigal glanced at Ishtar speechlessly. Ishtar was someone who never missed the banquets of the gods during the Age of Gods. She had long since become indifferent to such things, but Ereshkigal herself had never participated in one.

Tiamat exclaimed happily, "A meal with the kids? That's wonderful! It's been so long since Mom has enjoyed a meal with the kids."

Apart from Ishtar and Ereshkigal, no one else considered Tiamat their mother; they simply viewed her as a goddess with a rather eccentric personality.

For most people, as long as they ignore her tendency to treat people like children, she is still easy to get along with.

“I should make some preparations,” Raiden Shin said with a smile. “After all, the heroes’ battle is over, and holding a banquet for them is a way to celebrate.”

After speaking, he looked at Yae no Miko, who had remained silent behind him.

"Divine Child, I'm leaving the task of arranging the banquet for the heroes to you."

"Yes, Lord Shin." Yae no Miko nodded, a hint of disappointment in her heart. It seemed she wouldn't be able to attend this year's banquet of the gods, and she wondered when the next one would be.

There was nothing she could do; after all, she was merely Master Shin's subordinate. If she didn't help Master Shin, who would?

The gods all sensed the dejection of the Eightfold Divine Child, but none of them spoke. Instead, they glanced at Luo Sheng, knowing that they had no say in the matter.

Luo Sheng said with a smile, "Don't be so down, little fox. After all, you are a member of the gods. We will wait for you."

"Yes! Lord Tenri!" Upon hearing this, Yae no Miko's fox ears perked up, and her heart pounded wildly. Even after having her ears touched, Lord Tenri still hadn't excluded her from the circle of gods.

"Their ears are all perked up." Raiden Shinjin couldn't help but laugh. Lord Tenri was still too indulgent towards the Divine Child. Fortunately, the Divine Child was able to keep his distance and did not take this indulgence for granted, otherwise it would be a disaster.