Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The cups, plates, and leftover food in the room had already been cleaned up. The goddess of wisdom, dressed in a pure white Greek gauze dress, leaned back on a soft couch covered with monster fur, flipping through a book, revealing an elegance and intellect in the rare stillness.

"Dad, you're back?"

Athena sensed Samael's presence, put down her book, rose gracefully, and walked barefoot on the carpet.

"Um……"

Samael nodded, his nostrils flaring as he caught a faint floral scent from Athena's skin and hair after her bath. His gaze fell on his adopted daughter's features, whose delicate yet spirited contours captivated the ancient serpent.

"Dad, actually I..."

The goddess of wisdom gritted her teeth, raised her head, put her hands behind her back, and stared intently at Samael, as if she had made a decision.

"I know……"

However, before Athena could speak, Samael had already placed her hand on her adopted daughter's head, affectionately ruffled it, and looked at the goddess of wisdom with a smile.

"Uh, how...how did you know?"

Athena's expression froze, her gaze wandering.

"Heh, I taught you, so with your little tricks, what could you possibly hide from me from childhood to adulthood? Besides, I'm not blind..."

Samael gave a soft hum and flicked his finger across Athena's smooth forehead, leaving a red mark.

"Um, Dad, I suddenly remembered I have something to do at War God Mountain, I'll be going now!"

Athena, the goddess of virgins, thought she had concealed her wicked intentions of "offending her adoptive father" very well, but the person involved had already seen through her. She held her head in her hands, feeling quite embarrassed and frustrated, and wanted to run away in a panic.

"Wait! You don't want your birthday present anymore?"

Samael's irritating snort forced Athena, who had turned around, to stop in her tracks, awaiting the distribution of gifts and... the scolding from the person involved.

However, the goddess of wisdom suddenly lifted her feet off the ground and was lifted up by a pair of arms around her waist.

At the same time, as lips and teeth touched, a warm, moist sensation came from the forehead.

No, are you asking for a birthday present?

The sudden close contact caused Athena's brain to freeze, leaving her momentarily stunned.

"I didn't prepare anything else, so..."

Under the fluorite lamp, Samael's lips curled into a pleased smile as he casually uttered a low, teasing tone.

"...How about I give you a coming-of-age ceremony, Athena..."

Athena looked up in surprise, and couldn't help but meet the burning gaze emanating from his vertical pupils.

After a moment, the goddess of wisdom, now fully awake, climbed onto Samael's arm with her fingers, gripped it tightly, gently bit her cherry lips with her pearly teeth, and finally couldn't help but raise her pretty face to ask earnestly.

Why did you change your mind?

The ancient serpent raised its hand and gently stroked Athena's delicate nose, a clear smile playing on its lips, its gaze burning.

"Perhaps, it's because she doesn't want to regret it..."

That extremely aggressive gaze caused Athena's skin to heat up rapidly, her heart to pound uncontrollably, and she was carried into the bedroom in a daze, as if drunk.

Samael moved with light steps, as if holding a precious jewel, gently placing the goddess of wisdom, who had buried her head in his arms like an ostrich, onto the bed. His slender fingers slid down from the goddess's delicate white collarbone, peeling away her elaborate attire.

"Snapped!"

However, as the shoulder strap slipped, Samael's fingers were firmly grasped by Athena.

"Uh, this is too sudden? Never mind then, I'll just sleep with you tonight..."

The ancient snake stopped what it was doing and explained, somewhat embarrassed.

The goddess of wisdom gently shook her head, a pleasant smile curving her lips.

"What I want to say is..."

Before Samael could react, Athena grappled him, pinning him to the ground, and then flipped herself over to straddle her adoptive father's waist, her gaze intense.

"I want to be on top!"

In the blink of an eye, the sound of even rougher tearing of cloth echoed in the dark bedroom. The elegant goddess, in the posture of a conqueror, pressed down hard, declaring her sovereignty to her prey!

She faces her feelings squarely and dares to confront her true self!

She was always a proactive conqueror, not a submissive and obedient girl!

Outside the window, the night was deep, and the wind and rain were coming.

Indoors, springtime was in full bloom, but the area was covered in mud.

At the same time, the World Tree pulsed with light and shadow, and in that lost world, all was already desolate, the golden horn's foundation melting into the boundless tide of nothingness.

The next day, all things in the world perished!

Chapter 231 Conquering Heretics and Becoming King of the Kingdoms

Outside the World Tree, under the sweeping onslaught of the angelic army like locusts, all remaining enemies were annihilated by heavenly fire.

As numerous tangible objects disintegrated, countless refined light-point-like spiritual particles transformed into billions of light ribbons, flowing like a thousand rivers into the sea towards the tower at the end constructed by the twelve light pillars.

The scenery is both illusory and real, so dangerous yet so magnificent.

Like shattered rainbows, scattering candies in a shower; like flocks of sheep bleating across the night sky; like stardust falling from the palm of a giant's hand...

In the dim light, the radiance of heaven reflected on a verdant grassland, where a silver-haired girl on a warhorse galloped across a gentle slope toward a golden-topped tent below.

However, the more they ran, the further they got from the tent.

Those familiar faces seemed oblivious to the king galloping toward them. They dismantled their tents, packed their belongings, loaded their things onto the wagons, and began their migration, growing further and further away from the girl on horseback.

At the end of the road stood rows of luminous gates that seemed to rise abruptly from the grassland.

Inside the gate, a stream flows gently, the soil is fertile, and the land is full of mana food.

This is the heaven they seek, this is the home they yearn for.

Having shed the burdens of their physical bodies, and with happy smiles, they stepped into the hall of the Eternal Heaven.

No matter how hard the girl on the grassland tried, no matter how fast she sped up, she could never return to the departing group.

As the gates of heaven closed completely and the light went out, the entire grassland fell into a deathly darkness. The girl, left alone, looked around in bewilderment, silent and speechless.

"Holy! Holy! Holy!"

Lord of Armies! King of Kings! God of Gods!

Your glory will shine upon the whole earth, and the kingdoms of the earth will be the kingdom of my lord and of the Lord God!

On the sea, where the etheric tides surged and overflowed, countless angels came from all directions, gathered here, and sang hymns of praise.

The white colossus in the Tower of the End turned over in its sleep, its left eye drooping. Within that pupil, a slender figure enveloped in a cocoon of light had furrowed brows, as if feeling boundless loneliness and cold. It huddled up with its arms crossed, its face pale, its eyelids trembling slightly, as if trapped in an eternal nightmare.

Rumble…

The empty waves of the sea surged violently.

The abandoned world trembled incessantly, the continents collapsed, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a pure white ocean; the sky was torn apart, the sun and moon dimmed, and the starlight was swallowed up in this boundless chaos, day and night were indistinguishable.

"Majesty, power, authority, and kingdom belong to you, from time immemorial to the future, and forevermore! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!"

The hymns grew ever more ethereal and resonant, as heaven descended from the depths of the starry sky, merging with the fragmented reality.

Looking around, the world is pure white, so clean and flawless.

boom!

However, the rampant tide of nothingness that relentlessly swept across the earth seemed to encounter an impenetrable wall, violently shaking and instantly disintegrating the overwhelming waves.

hum!

At the same time, like a giant tree formed from jade and starlight, it broke through the endless fog, connecting heaven and earth, with nine light-like branches that encompass all things, waving with vitality.

In a pure white world, this giant tree surrounded by starlight stands out like a stain on a blank sheet of paper, exceptionally glaring.

filthy!

dirty!

Blasphemy!

The angels roared in anger, their cold, sharp gazes fixed on them.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the World Tree, at the main hall of Avalon Island.

Strange rhythms came from all directions.

In the darkness, Samael slowly opened his eyes, his fingers slightly parted, and the light-shaped model of the blue Earth appeared on his chest, while a towering tree with nine branches was taking root in the earth, slowly spreading its branches and leaves on the empty surface.

"This is……"

Scáthach, who was standing guard at the door with her arms crossed, suddenly looked up as if she sensed something, and stared thoughtfully at the nine nodes of light and darkness on the dark blue sphere.

"A new beginning for the world!"

Samael spoke slowly, his tone solemn, his gaze deep and distant.

In fact, while Gaia was in hibernation, she transferred her remaining star powers to Samael so that he could take control of the situation.

Although the hope was slim, the ancient serpent would never sit idly by and wait for death. Therefore, from the moment he took command, he had already begun to make arrangements. According to his own ideas, he slowly integrated and reshaped the nine great ages of gods by connecting with Gaia's will and the World Tree.

While the outside world was undergoing upheaval, the nine divine generations, which coexisted in parallel and were attached to the World Tree and the will of Gaia, were also experiencing extraordinary changes simultaneously.

And he doesn't need to do everything himself in this process.

In a sense, he and Jehovah are both reshaping this planet in different ways.

Now, the full unfolding of the World Tree signifies the completion of the fusion and reshaping of the nine divine eras.

On the other hand, this means that the expansion of Heaven and the tide of nothingness has reached the edge of the World Tree.

The final battle is about to begin!

Boom boom boom!

As Samael gazed at the stars in his palm, burning meteors, trailing long fiery tails, bombarded the World Tree.

In an instant, the world trembled violently. Amidst thunderous roars, the sky rippled like water, constantly unleashing concentric circles of blazing white light. The great divine eras also experienced earth-shattering tremors.

“Lord, rise up and scatter the enemy!”

At this moment, on the pale, void sea, gates to heaven opened one after another, and billions of radiant creatures, bearing blazing white wings, sang hymns and charged toward the world's last barrier.

Click!

With each increasingly violent roar, the entire World Tree trembled under its strain. The borders of the kingdoms contained within it seemed to be twisting and burning, as specks of light, like ashes from the apocalypse, peeled off from the shaking branches and scattered, only to be swallowed by the sweeping waves of nothingness.

One by one, the gods, heroes, humans, and even monsters who had taken refuge in this last refuge raised their heads and looked up at the ever-expanding shadows of the dome above, their expressions resolute as they awaited the coming of the final judgment.

These birdmen have arrived just in time!

Seeing signs of cracking appear on the outer wall of the World Tree, the ancient serpent's vertical pupils opened and closed, and it immediately drew runes with its fingers, activating a magic circle connecting the nine generations of gods, and then coldly grinned.

"All the major divine generation defense lines, report your progress in turn!"

At the same time, words that were either arrogant, somber, repressed, or joyful came one after another from the magic circle.

"First Sequence, Absolute Demonic Beast Front—Babylonia! Time Anchor Confirmed! Concept Solidification Completed!"

"Second Sequence, Radiant Composite Temple—Egypt! Time Anchor Confirmed! Concept Solidification Completed!"

"The Third Sequence, Creation, Death, and Reincarnation—Ancient India! Time Anchor Confirmed! Concept Solidification Completed!"

"Fourth Sequence, Sealing the Final Four Seas—Okeanos! Time Anchor Confirmed! Concept Solidification Completed!"

"Fifth Sequence, the Madness-Driven Eternal Empire—Ancient Rome! Time Anchor Confirmed! Concept Solidification Completed!"

"Sixth Sequence, Hellish Battlefield—Persia! Time Anchor Confirmed! Concept Solidification Completed!"

"Seventh Sequence, Endless Age of Ice and Flame—Norse! Time Anchor Confirmed! Concept Solidification Completed!"

"Eighth Sequence, Crystal Tree Valley – Maya! Time Anchor Confirmed! Concept Solidification Completed!"

"The Ninth Sequence, the Ninefold Mountains and Rivers of China—Great Qin! Time Anchor Confirmed! Concept Solidification Completed!"

"World Tree synchronization complete, Gaia's will cycle normal, everything is ready!"

Meanwhile, in Asgard, inside the Golden Palace, Odin slowly opened his single eye and spoke softly.

"Heimdall!"