Chapter 276: Holy War 14

"So they all died, huh?" Eris, the primordial goddess of light, commented with a tone devoid of emotion, her gaze fixed upon the horrifying scenes unfolding before her. She felt a twinge of annoyance that not even a single one of her angels could inflict damage upon the monstrous anomaly that had decimated their ranks. Despite her best efforts, they had been nothing more than fodder to the creature, consumed like snacks in its insatiable hunger.

Calisia, Eris's sister and fellow goddess, observed the scene with growing concern etched upon her features. Ever since Eris had committed herself to this war, she had undergone a profound transformation. No longer the wise and benevolent ruler they had once revered, she had become consumed by a vengeful obsession, driven by a desire to exact retribution upon beings far beyond her current capabilities.

"Is this truly what you wish for, sister?" Calisia's voice was soft, filled with genuine concern. She had watched as Eris descended further into darkness, her once radiant spirit overshadowed by a thirst for vengeance that seemed to consume her very essence.

Eris turned to her sister, her expression a mask of indifference as she regarded her with a slightly raised brow. Despite everything they had endured, Calisia still clung to her innocence, unable to comprehend the depths of Eris's despair.

"Are you doubting my actions, Calisia?" Eris's voice held a hint of irritation as she spoke, her frustration evident in her tone.

"No... I'm not, and there's no way I could. You are the creator of our entire pantheon, sis. I know just how powerful and benevolent you are, so I know you're doing all of this for the pantheon but—"

"But what?"

"Can't we stop now, sister? Before it's too late. I think we should really stop. You know for a fact, sis, the pantheon is dying. Our forces are diminishing, and the laws of causality are in their favor now. The other primordials as well are growing tired of this war and wish to surrender... And even our so-called allies are only doing this for their benefit. You know that, sister, so why... why are you selling yourself like this? There's still time, so maybe we can make things right if we talked to that kid... We have his girl, so negotiation should be possible, right?"

Calisia's voice trembled with a mix of urgency and desperation as she pleaded with her sister. She had seen the toll that the war had taken on Eris, the toll it had taken on their pantheon, and she could no longer stand idly by and watch as everything they had worked for crumbled to dust.

Eris remained silent for a moment, her gaze distant as she considered her sister's words. She knew that Calisia spoke the truth, that their pantheon was on the brink of collapse and that the consequences of their actions would be dire. But a part of her, a stubborn and prideful part, refused to admit defeat.

Thinking Eris's silence was permission to continue speaking her thoughts, Calissia pressed on with what she had been wanting to say all this time.

"And besides, even if we do get defeated by them, you know what they're like based on the gods and pantheons who experienced their presence before, right? They have quite the docile and uncaring personality. So if we just set things straight and accept whatever punishment they've had installed, maybe saving the pantheon now would be possible. We have no other option, sister. You know that if we don't do this, it won't be long before one day it will be that kid who will sit on yo—"

For Eris, there were more pressing matters at hand. The war raged on, and she was determined to emerge victorious, no matter the cost. And as she turned her gaze once more to the battlefield, a cold smile tugged at the corners of her lips. The time for hesitation was over. It was time to unleash the full extent of her power, to crush her enemies beneath her heel and assert her dominance over the heavens once and for all. And as she stepped forward, her eyes blazing with an unholy light, she knew that nothing would stand in her way. Not even the memory of the sister she had lost.

Looking around, Eris was about to rise from her throne when a sudden presence entered her room.

"You..." Still annoyed by the recent events, Eris looked at the woman with disdain.

"Oh, come on now~ is that your way of treating this long-time friend of yours?" The woman's voice was laced with a playful tone, but Eris had little patience for pleasantries at the moment.

"What do you want?" Eris cut straight to the point, her tone curt and businesslike.

"Oh, come on now~ you're really no fun, aren't you, Eris~ but that is what I love about you, Kukuku. By the way, where is Cali?"

"Speak your matters," Eris demanded, her patience wearing thin.

"Tsk... yeah, yeah. I'm just here to inform you that she's making her move now."

"By she, you?"

"Yes, she. Kukuku, even I myself didn't think she would make a move this fast. Truly, the future is unpredictable, isn't it? I'm about to make my move as well, so you better do yours, okay~?" With a smirk, the black-haired woman disappeared, leaving Eris to ponder her next moves.

As the woman's words echoed in her mind, Eris felt a sense of urgency wash over her. Calissia's sudden actions had caught her off guard, and she knew that she could ill afford to delay her own plans any longer.

Rising from her throne, Eris began to formulate a strategy, her mind racing with possibilities. She knew that she had to act swiftly and decisively if she hoped to emerge victorious in the war that raged around her.

Meanwhile the black haired lady smile menacingly as she stared at Eris's expressions in Eris's shadows...