The angel said, "God does not lie."
"Fine," Luo Wei nodded, "How should I give it up?"
Where there's life, there's hope. If she remained trapped in the void, she would be doomed.
The angel looked at her impassively: "By divine decree, you must declare that you renounce your godhood."
"cough Alright, I renounce my godhood."
As soon as Luo Wei finished speaking, the divine crown stuck to her hand fell off. The bonds of sun and moon light suddenly loosened and wrapped around the fallen godhood instead.
The angel cast a pitying look, withdrew the angel sword, and left these cold words:
"Lowly human who dared to blaspheme, you shall bear the curse of the divine."
"All whom you love shall suffer the torment of blade and fire, all who love you shall endure the agony of burning flames, all who aid you shall perish from obsessive desires."
"The Love Goddess has stripped you of love, for all eternity!"
Luo Wei fell through the clouds, her eyes soaked in crimson blood.
She watched helplessly as the witch was consumed by magma bursting from the ground; as the eight mercenaries suddenly awoke and killed each other; as Troy, still searching for her on the island, spontaneously combusted into ash; as her small courtyard at Siria burned to charred ruins; as Theodore, Laura and Hol lost control and revealed their true forms, only to be eliminated by the temple...
An overwhelming hatred rose in Luo Wei's heart - hatred for her own ignorance and powerlessness, hatred for the gods' cunning cruelty.
If she ever gained power, she would sweep them from their lofty thrones, cut off their heads, and make blood sacrifices for all who died because of her!
A giant clock appeared in the sky, its ticking hands rotating within a serpentine ring as star tracks crossed in their wake.
With the star tracks reflected in her eyes and her heart beating strong, Luo Wei once again reached out with pale fingers to turn the hands of time on the celestial dial.
As space-time reversed, the world's scenes suddenly rewound to before the curse descended.
She looked around in confusion, realizing she was being carried upward through rock and soil by the godhood.
Understanding what had happened, Luo Wei quickly removed the crown from her head and looked up at the smoke-covered sky.
Through the thick haze, she saw a faint light twinkling in the clouds.
It was the Life God's throne, beckoning the return of divine power.
But it had long been usurped.
The Love Goddess wielded the Life God's authority, while the Sun and Moon Gods controlled the throne. It was an unsolvable situation - no one in the world could break it.
If anyone could have, the divine seat wouldn't have remained vacant for a thousand years.
But if she couldn't have it, no one else could either - not even the gods!
Luo Wei spread her wings, forcefully changing direction to fly toward the volcano's mouth. The towering volcano spewed scorching lava and black-gray smoke. She passed through the smoke to hover above the burning magma pool, and forcefully broke off the branches of the divine crown.
Humans cannot destroy godhood, but its owner can.
She willingly destroyed the godhood, using the burning heart formed from the Ancient God's body to melt it into the land and rivers of Star of Galan.
The crown's branches fell into the volcano's mouth, slowly sinking into the depths of magma. She also threw in the green gem containing the power of life.
The Creator God's heart-fire would gradually break down and dissolve this gem.
No one would ever possess it.
With a thunderous boom, the sky erupted. Storm clouds roiled as lightning flashed and thunder rolled. In winter, Star of Galan was again drenched in torrential rain.
With the godhood gone, news of the Life God's fall spread across Galan as if on wings.
Above the clouds, the Life God's throne collapsed with a crash. Even their authority shattered into pieces, dissolving into nature along with the fallen throne.
The blood vessels of the Sun and Moon Gods were affected by the throne's decay and death. They hurriedly severed many vessels. Meanwhile, Love Goddess Freya's avatar fell from the throne, and all the life laws she had absorbed scattered back into the mortal world.
Since the Life God had long fallen, all their possessions should accompany them in death, until the world's rules nurture a new Life God.
Without godhood, she was still herself. But with the Life God's fall, those gods who had usurped their authority would be gravely wounded.
She had never intended to become a god - she just wanted to go home.
It was they, these unworthy gods, who gave her the urge to slay deities.
The heavy rain could not extinguish the scorching magma. Instead, it caused the volcanic ash shrouding Demon Island to settle to the ground, revealing clear skies above.
Even though it was still raining.
Luo Wei took one last look at the spurting red-hot magma before flapping her wings to fly toward the forest on the east side of the island.
Without the godhood's pull, her soul quickly sensed her body's call and was drawn underground by the force.
In the pitch-black cavern, her body lay bloody on the hot, dry stone platform as if tortured.
As her consciousness merged with her body, before Luo Wei could even open her eyes, she passed out from the excruciating pain coursing through her entire being.
Suddenly in the darkness, clusters of pale blue flames ignited, floating like fireflies in the vast magma cave.
The witch stepped through the broken gates of hell with her staff, coming to Luo Wei's side.
"Who in this world is cleverer than I? I saw at a glance this child had a way to break the deadlock."
"Ah, cruel little girl, willing to destroy even godhood."
"Tsk tsk, truly worthy of being my chosen follower, with three parts of my ruthlessness indeed."
After lamenting for a while, the witch removed a gnarled root node from the top of her staff. The swollen node unfurled into a black crown with a blue gem set in the center.
She placed the crown on her head, and the remaining staff transformed into a black scepter.
The witch reverted to her divine form, though her handsome face appeared more like a male god. But the masculine features flickered away quickly, changing into a cold and beautiful black-haired woman.
Finally satisfied with her appearance, the woman waved her scepter to heal the girl's wounds.
The flames cast the cave in blue light. Minutes later, Luo Wei slowly regained consciousness and opened her black eyes.
"Are you awake, my child?"
She saw a face that was cold yet gentle - a woman with the same black hair and eyes as her own, and features that were seventy percent similar to hers.
Luo Wei sat up in shock, frowning at the face: "Who are you?"
"Luo Wei, my child," the woman tenderly called her name, "I am your mother. You may have heard my name - I am Peggy Isis, descendant of the Life God."
"Queen Isis?" Luo Wei's eyes widened in surprise.
"Queen? Ah yes, that was my former title. But now I have a new identity - God of the Dead," the woman said with a smile.
G-God of the Dead?
Luo Wei's brain short-circuited for a moment. What was going on? Was her original self really Queen Isis's daughter? And Queen Isis had become the God of the Dead?
"No, isn't the God of the Dead called Otilette?"
Luo Wei quickly responded, looking at the woman suspiciously.
Their information didn't match at all. The God of the Dead had existed for at least two thousand years, and they weren't called Peggy.
"Correct, I am also called Otilette," the woman's voice suddenly became deep and magnetic, her smile flawless, "Child, I am your father, Otilette. Fifteen years ago, I fell in love with your mother and had you."
Luo Wei's temples throbbed as she took a deep breath and said: "Do you think I'm an idiot?"
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