Chapter 893: The Mother of Godslayers, Pandora's Humility! Will Athena Deliver Herself?
A vast, desolate expanse stretched out in every direction, utterly devoid of life. Thick, suffocating layers of eerie death aura hung heavy in the air, chilling the very soul. The dense, pale mist swirling before Luo Hao's eyes slowly parted, revealing the haunting silhouette of a dilapidated yet undeniably sacred palace.
Luo Hao's dark eyes remained perfectly calm. Having crossed this threshold before, she had grown accustomed to the oppressive atmosphere.
"This is Yomi."
The rift world of Yomotsu Hirasaka.
It was a liminal realm suspended between the domain of the living and the abyss of the undead—an alternate dimension where spirit and soul held absolute dominion over physical matter. Within this ethereal plane, this specific location carried deep significance. It was the ultimate archive, the place where every event since the dawn of the universe, alongside every branching possibility of the future, was carefully recorded. It was also a boundary where the line separating fiction from reality blurred into ambiguity.
The reason for her familiarity with this haunting realm was simple: whenever a mortal successfully struck down a Heretic God and ascended to the throne of a Campione, their soul was summoned here. This was the sacred altar where the ritual of usurpation took place, stripping the divine Authorities from the fallen gods and bestowing them upon the slayers.
The executor of this grand ritual was already waiting for her—a petite, purple-haired girl who looked no older than a child.
Upon spotting Luo Hao, the girl's eyes widened in momentary surprise. A second later, she puffed out her soft cheeks, planted her hands firmly on her hips, and skipped right up to the martial arts sovereign with an air of complete, unearned familiarity.
She possessed pointed, delicate ears reminiscent of an elf. Her pinkish-purple hair was tied back into playful twin tails, and she wore a simple, elegant white off-the-shoulder robe. Though her childlike stature meant the exposed curve of her chest lacked any mature allure, she still radiated an ethereal, superhuman beauty that transcended mortal comprehension.
"My child!" the girl chirped, her voice carrying a distinct hint of childish pique. "Mother is so very proud of your great accomplishments, but I distinctly remember you refusing my summons last time!"
Inside the dimensional Chat Group, the sudden declaration sent a wave of astonishment rippling through the members.
[Bronya: "She's actually Ms. Luo Hao's mother!"]
[Yuzuriha Inori: "But she doesn't look old at all."]
[Stella: "Not just 'not old'—she literally looks like a child. How could she possibly be Luo Hao's mother?"]
[Chito: "Wuwu, Chito also thinks this is very strange."]
[Tingyun: "This humble one suspects that the definition of 'mother' might not be the biological one we understand?"]
[Rory Takakura: "Very likely."]
[Ren: "No need to guess. She isn't Luo Hao's biological mother."]
[Ren: "However, calling her 'mother' isn't technically wrong either. Her name is Pandora."]
[Makima: "Pandora? A god?"]
[Tokisaki Kurumi: "Oh my, I actually know this one."]
Pandora. The all-endowed woman. The beautiful goddess of myth.
Legend dictated that the gods, furious at Prometheus for his foresight in stealing the sacred fire and gifting it to humanity, created this flawless goddess as a punishment. Whether it was her voice, her power, her artistry, or her stunning beauty... everything about her was designed to be absolute perfection. Whatever grace one could imagine, the divine pantheon bestowed it upon her.
Because Prometheus anticipated the gods' wrath, they instead presented Pandora—and a sealed box containing all the world's calamities—to his foolish brother, Epimetheus. Ultimately, Pandora opened that box, unleashing plagues, sorrow, and disaster upon the mortal realm. Yet, in her blind panic to shut it, she managed to trap one final thing at the very bottom: Hope, which Athena had secretly placed inside out of pity for mankind.
The keeper of hope.
Perhaps this was precisely why the Campiones were universally known as the children of Epimetheus. Pandora's dark ritual granted the usurped power of the heavens to those foolish and brave enough to slaughter gods. She herself had become humanity's twisted hope.
[Exusiai: "Uh, I understood a little bit of the mythology, even if I don't know who is who. But what does any of that have to do with her calling herself Luo Hao's mother?"]
[Luo Hao: "Because she is the creator of the Godslayers."]
[Ren: "That's right."]
[Ren: "Pandora's ritual strips the divine Authority from a slain Heretic God and forcibly bestows it upon the mortal who struck them down, transforming them into a Campione. So, calling her the 'Mother of Godslayers' is hardly an exaggeration."]
[Tingyun: "As expected, my little girlfriend's guess wasn't wrong at all."]
[Kiana: "Understood! So... Sister Luo Hao doesn't seem very polite to this so-called mother, huh?"]
Back in the misty expanse of Yomotsu Hirasaka, Luo Hao didn't even give Pandora a fraction of a second to throw her little tantrum.
She cast a cool, dismissive glance at the petite goddess. "Alright. I should go."
Pandora stood entirely dumbfounded. Her jaw dropped slightly.
What was going on?
"Wait! I haven't given you the Authorities of the three Heretic Gods you killed yet!!!" she shrieked, panic breaking her dignified facade.
Even though Luo Hao had coldly rejected her summoning the last time, Pandora had still dutifully held onto the usurped power of the Monkey King for her. Her little pout just now wasn't born of genuine anger—she simply wanted to act spoiled and be doted on by her daughter. Her child was so incredibly outstanding; as a mother, she was practically bursting with joy!
Especially this time. Sensing Luo Hao defeat two more Heretic Gods had swelled Pandora's chest with immense pride. She had even been thoroughly shocked when she sensed Ren slaughtering gods on his own end.
Pandora genuinely viewed all Campiones as her own precious children. Wasn't it only natural for a mother to beam with pride at her children's monumental achievements?
But this particular child was exceptionally rebellious.
Last time, she flat-out refused the summoning.
This time, she was turning on her heel to leave immediately!
How could she allow this?!
Pandora lunged forward, her small hands desperately grabbing onto Luo Hao's sleeve. She looked up, her large eyes shimmering with unshed tears, putting on a pitiful, puppy-like expression that practically screamed she would burst out crying if Luo Hao didn't let her bestow the Authorities.
Luo Hao opened her mouth, fully intending to state that she had no need for such trivial Authorities anymore, and that she had only stepped into this realm to broadcast the sights to the Chat Group.
But before the words could leave her lips, a new notification pinged in her mind.
[Ren: "Luo Hao, since she's begging you so pitifully, just accept it."]
Luo Hao blinked, a rare flicker of surprise crossing her elegant features.
[Luo Hao: "Ren, are you interested in her?"]
[Ren: "Mm-hmm."]
He didn't bother hiding his intentions in the slightest. His shamelessness was as reliable as gravity.
[Luo Hao: "Do you need me to take her away?"]
Luo Hao accepted his desires instantly. Her mind immediately began calculating the logistics of kidnapping the goddess, much like the several beautiful women Ren had claimed from the sunken Sakura Island Nation. Right now, she was already treating them as Ren's concubines, strictly instructing them on the proper etiquette of serving their master.
[Ren: "That's a fantastic idea, but with your current strength, you won't be able to forcibly extract her from that realm. I'll head over there later and handle it myself."]
[Shiroyasha: "Emmm... are you seriously setting your sights on Pandora this time? If you drag her back to Hakoniwa, Athena will definitely become incredibly hostile towards you."]
[Ren: "Heh. Is she just looking for an excuse to deliver herself to my doorstep?"]
[Shiroyasha: "..."]
[Nami: "Uh... The words are definitely rough, but the underlying logic is completely sound."]
Reading the exchange, Luo Hao's lips curved into a faint, knowing smile.
[Luo Hao: "Okay, I know what to do."]
She shifted her gaze back down to the teary-eyed, desperate goddess clinging to her sleeve. The cold indifference in her eyes thawed just a fraction.
"Fine. Give me the Authority, then."
Luo Hao had changed her mind.
"Really?!" Pandora's pitiful expression vanished in a flash, instantly replaced by radiant, overflowing excitement.
Terrified that her rebellious daughter might suddenly regret the decision and bolt, the Mother of Godslayers eagerly raised her hands, hastily initiating the grand ritual of usurpation.
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