Chapter 411 CH 377: BARGAINING WITH THE GODDESSES (1)

Sol did not know about the adventure Pandora was currently going through. Or is it better to call it misadventures? The answer to this question depended on perspectives.

Though he could imagine her surprise once she realized how much power he held in his hand currently, Sol was busy thinking of more important things. Such as observing the gate in front of him.

The scene carved on the black and white gate was not foreign to him by now. In fact, it was something he had also observed back in the Dragon realm.

On the gate, the scene carved was that of a woman with fourteen girls behind her, all of them wearing golden robes on the white side of the gate, and facing them was another woman wearing a bright red robe on the black side of the gate. All of them had blank faces, giving the scene a strange, creepy atmosphere.

The scene carved on the gate in the Dragon realm was nearly the same with a few differences. The main one beings that the Crimson woman was not alone but accompanied by a few more goddesses he could not discern.

From what Tiamat had said, the goddesses of sin and virtues had placed a kind of seal that made it impossible to observe the ones who were fighting alongside Chaos. Only those who had participated in the war could observe them and they were also unable to give their names.

Sol knew at least Ymir but the others were a pure mystery.

‘I wonder what happened to them? Are they also sealed?’

Goddesses could not die. As long as the concept that they represented continued to exist, then they would never die.

As long as living beings existed. The goddesses of sins would be eternal. In the same way, as long as destruction existed, Ymir could never die.

Then what about the others?

‘I feel like this will be a pain.’

The reason he was worried was because of Lucifer's prophecy that suddenly came to his mind.

<<The End of the world is coming. A new Era is approaching. Doomsday will soon be upon us and at the end of all of this, ‘They’ will finally arrive.>>

Who was <<They>>? Did it represent the goddesses who fought alongside the Mother Goddess of Chaos? Or perhaps it represented some other unknown force? A third group that was not Chaos or Order?

There were so many things to think about but Sol shelved those thoughts back in the depth of his mind.

Now wasn’t the time. What could he do even if the end of the world approached?

The answer was simple. Nothing.

“I am entering.”

He pushed the door open and walked in. Now he had to bring his A game. So he could not be distracted.

—-

When Sol entered the room, Camelia was busy looking at the circle with wonder and bewilderment. She obviously did not change the ritual circle just because of some suggestions.

But she had been redrawing it again and again in her mind and the more she did the more she realized that she was indeed right.

The current circle relied more on quantity than quality to operate. Hence the higher amount of divine blood necessary. The new circle meanwhile needed a higher understanding of the divine spell but in exchange, the cost went down by more than half or perhaps even two third.

In the past, he had been determined to cut this thread permanently but he decided to study it more deeply and try to change the effect.

Changing it from <<Camelia die if Sol dies>> to <<Camelia will not die as long as Sol lives>>.

He didn’t know if it was possible but if he succeeded, it would be worth it. After all, even if Camelia did not die young, as a mortal the Fate of Death by old age was inevitable.

The same went for his other mortal lovers. He needed to find a way to make them immortal.

After making sure that Camelia was alright, Sol focused on the divine circle before stretching his left arm above it.

The nail of his right hand became sharps-like blades and he swiped down, opened a small wound on his wrist, and focused on squeezing the blood.

Sol had bathed in the Dragon pool and absorbed a great deal of divinity in his own blood.

“Sol!?”

The ritual needed both of their blood to function properly. Both Luxuria and Castitas divinity.

“Shhh. I am focusing.”

His wound was already closing so he needed to focus on keeping it open. Soon, the red blood began to be fused with hue of gold as they scattered on the ground.

“Start the ceremony.”

Camelia was quite anxious but she realized that now it was better to move fast rather than waste time. She did not know what Sol was doing exactly but she believed in him.

She kneeled down and put her hands together in prayer.

<<I am Camelia Castitas, Supreme Daughter of the goddess of Chastity>>

<<I beseech the goddesses, with the divine blood of the Son of Luxuria to answer my call>>

<<May the goddesses answer my prayer.>>

At first, nothing seemed to happen and Camelia was ready to add her own blood to complete the ceremony.

But it was then... to her utter surprise and bewilderment, the hexagram immediately went from a deep scarlet to a deep golden, proof that the ritual had been successful.

A flash of golden light immediately enveloped them.

The very world seemed to fall silent in the wake of the power. An aura of authority enveloped not only the ritual room but the totality of the capital. No matter where they were, people could see a pillar of light coming from the church and reaching the sky.

But perhaps the most bewildered were none other than the habitants of the capital. Seeing one divine ritual in one lifetime was already a feat and now here they were, looking at their third ones.

But no matter how surprised or anxious they were, all of them bowed in submission in the face of power that they could never hope to understand while wondering what the hell was happening again.

Meanwhile, Sol could not care about the rollercoaster of emotions the citizens were going through as he stood up once again in face of fourteen thrones.

[We are listening.]

He feel like he was back on that day. But the current him was totally different.

“I salute the goddesses. I am here to bargain.”