Combat Maid Harem

Chapter 837 Two Gods But Only One Survivor

Chapter 837 Two Gods But Only One Survivor

"You dare!?"

The Spirit World's enraged voice reverberated across the whole star system.

A woman with unparalleled beauty stepped out of the world with the Spirit World. The two of them glared at each other with the Spirit World looking disheveled.

"God, I want to take your place. I, Alissaskiya Mgarikala Pearlokiero, am now a God too!" she declared with her fangs out like a snake.

Lawrend was slightly surprised at her words, but he wasn't about her strength. He had seen from afar how she trained. She was just like him, but she was not from another world. She was a true-true talent.

Lawrend's talent was fake compared to hers.

"I created all of you! You dare!?"

"The better one takes all." She smirked at him.

The fact that she was directly challenging a God aroused the competitiveness in the new God. This was her personality. She was so competitive she reached so high of a level only the avatar of the Spirit World could challenge her.

"I have been lonely for so long and yet I will be killed by my own creation? Hahahaha… How laughable."

The Spirit World was clearly enraged. His face warped into fury. The world shook. The skies changed color. The mana in the world disappeared, leading to abrupt chaos.

"?!"

The new God was terrified of the changes happening in the world. Since she was a God too, the Spirit World could not touch the mana in her body, but he could touch the mana from the bodies of those who weren't. After all, he was the source of their mana.

"My Sun, help me shatter this rebel's soul!"

The star, or rather, the sun of the Spirit World blazed brighter than ever. It spewed out a million-degrees hot tentacle that quickly wrapped around the new God.

Fear, which had never crossed the new God's mind, covered her face. Her skin was not affected by the million-degrees tentacle, but she was still restrained. The clothes she wore quickly turned to ashes, leaving her stark naked.

Lawrend, who had seen the Goddess, felt some reaction when he saw her perfect body. The path to godhood had turned the already beautiful woman into irresistibly beautiful.

"This is my home turf," the Spirit World uttered with the coldest look.

He raised his chin and swiped his hand at her, and a giant blade made of condensed pure mana and laws swished out to slice the new God's neck.

"If I will die here, I will die trying!"

Alissaskiya knew it was her end once she saw the natural laws harnessed by the Spirit World's Avatar, but as with her feisty personality, she didn't want to die without trying.

Her whole soul, body, and everything, condensed into a crescent-shaped blade.

"God, take my most powerful and last… attack!"

Nothing was left of Alissaskiya as all of her divinity was poured into this final attack.

The two blades swooshed and… narrowly missed each other! Alissaskiya wasn't planning to survive, but to kill the Spirit World!

The blade hit the Spirit World's eye and his avatar shattered into countless fragments of light.

"She…"

That was the last thought before the Spirit World's avatar returned to the core of the world. The abundant mana fell onto the surface of the world and returned the mana taken away from them.

But this wasn't the end. The Spirit World suffered a major setback, but it also caused the world to become broken. With nothing left for them to do to salvage the world, its inhabitants, led by a powerful male general, created the most powerful teleportation device in search of a new home.

The Spirit World cracked and the mana became thin after the last civilization left.

The veil of the night sky faded away and a small globe with the star system contained within floated in front of Lawrend. It was the Spirit World and its whole Star System. All along, it was but a small globe in the eternal cosmos.

[...After getting severely hurt, thy traversed the eternal cosmos in search of another world to help thy heal.]

The Spirit World's words reverberated in Lawrend's mind. His eyes grew clear again, and he found himself in front of the giant eye where everyone from the Demon World was looking at him.

"Augh…"

Lawrend couldn't help but vomit a bit. His soul suffered a backlash from spending too much time in an illusion.

[Thy showed thee the path to Godhood. Leave, and thy shall return to slumber.]

The enormous eye closed and it faded out of existence with the ball of laws Lawrend had.

The whole Demon World returned to normal as everyone was able to move again. Though, no one dared to move yet as the surrealness of what had just happened was still fresh in their minds.

"Master!" Aezel rushed to his side.

She rubbed his back in concern. The others followed suit but they were a step later than her.

"I'm fine…"

Lawrend looked at Aezel, and he couldn't help but feel like he didn't know her. He had spent such a long time without seeing them that he forgot who they were.

"Master?"

Aezel naturally sensed the odd look he gave her. She was familiar with his gaze and knew that something was not right.

"I spent four billion years in an illusion. I have become more profound," Lawrend quickly explained and wiped his mouth with the handkerchief Humility conveniently passed to him.

"???"

Each and every one of them was shocked to hear his words. It didn't even make any sense even though they could easily understand his words.

"Give me time."

Lawrend gently pushed them away with his new space magic.

"You've become better, Master!!" Ella exclaimed.

She didn't even feel any movement in space. She was simply pushed away by a force she couldn't understand.

Lawrend smiled at her. Her words made him proud that he was able to understand how to induce gravity in space by watching the star system of the Spirit World grow.

Lawrend crossed his legs and closed his eyes. He recollected his thoughts and looked into his soul. The part where he spent four billion years was fragile like packed dirt.

He could forget them all and return to who he was or he could integrate them into himself, which could potentially be dangerous. One wrong move and he would never be the same again.