Chaos Crown

Chapter 642: The First Magic Goddess

"Uhhhhhhhh!"

Shar's furious screams could not cover up her failure. The goddess of night was imprisoned on the statue of the Fire Lord. Her hands and feet were bound by chains branded with the holy symbol of Chaos, just like the flesh armor of Lolth on Khorne. The difference was that Aaron did not cut off the excess part. After all, he was not a demon.

But Shar obviously did not think that she had lost. Although she had lost all her divine power and had been defeated, there was still murderous intent in her eyes. Her dark and clear eyes were twinkling with stars and filled with thick black energy. No matter how one looked at it, it had nothing to do with the shadow creatures virtualized from the shadow plane.

Especially the incomparably powerful world will, which almost became a substance.

After the God Above God AO created the kingdom of Tianyu, the first to be born from the chaos were Su Lun and Shar. They each possessed a part of the power from the origin of the world. Shar would never admit failure, and she didn't even figure out why she failed.

In the perspective of the Goddess of Night, she was just a little bit away from victory, really just a little bit. If Aaron had not seen through the secret of how she divided the powerful divine power into three parts at the critical moment, if Amaunator had not suddenly awakened, and if Eilistraee had not actually understood the power that she did not know, Shar would have firmly believed that she could achieve the ultimate victory.

Just as she said, even if she lost, she was still Shar, one of the goddesses of creation and a powerful figure!

At her peak, Shar once had so many portfolios: darkness, night, hatred, loss, oblivion, sleep, nightmares, illusions, lies, deception, unrevealed secrets, secrecy, betrayal, conspiracy, temptation, thieves, theft, murder, and winter.

Although Shar has lost most of her divine duties like Sulen, she still retains her status as a powerful god because she has mastered many core divine duties. Compared to Sulen, who once declined to a weak divine power and had to seek refuge from Suni, Shar is always high above and invincible, killing and crippling all the gods who despise and are hostile to her!

But now, Shar was defeated, and her true form was defeated! She became a prisoner of her sister and a prisoner of Aaron.

This is unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable!

Shar was about to make a righteous threat to Aaron, but Su Lun smiled at her sister. The Silver Madonna made a gesture, and Aaron took out a ball with a hole in it and stuffed it into Shar's mouth.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Shar was completely unable to speak. She still wanted to struggle, but it was useless. She was already extremely weak, and now it was difficult for her to speak. The unscrupulous Amaunator even placed a native little sun on top of Shar's head, which was so bright that her eyes were dizzy.

"So, this is the end." Amaunator sighed. The ancient sun god has two faces, either a mature woman shining with golden light, or a male chief judge who enforces the law with dignity. It is generally believed that Amaunator's true form is the latter, but people prefer to use the former's image to shape the appearance of the ancient sun god. After experiencing countless years and a long life in the sewers, Amaunator fixed his face on the latter. At this time, Amaunator looked at the still glorious Netheril Empire reluctantly and said with a double meaning: "Can it really end like this?"

Eilistraee did not answer. The Dark Maiden might be the only god who was not nostalgic for her past.

Sulun also looked down from the Temple of Time at the glorious Netheril Empire. The Silver Mother thought of the disaster that was about to happen and sighed. Facing one of the seven gods of Nether, Sulun smiled and said, "Amaunator, don't forget that you stole your ministry from Mystril. Now that you have mastered [Time], why don't you run away? Do you really want Mystril to take it back from you?"

"You are right, Silver Mother." Amaunator shuddered. The ancient sun god certainly believed that he had the right to claim [time], but even he did not dare to face the power of the first generation magic goddess.

That's true. It's better to escape as soon as possible and return to the right time. Losander is a thousand times easier to deal with than Mithriel.

"I heard that someone from you is looking for me?"

Just when Aaron and the other four gods were preparing to retreat with Shar, a gorgeous woman with colorful hair suddenly appeared behind Su Lun. She had colorful hair, radiant skin, and a fiery light in her deep blue eyes. She was dressed simply, yet dignified and elegant, in a blue and white robe woven with large sections of extremely fine Karatu silk.

She patted Sulen on the back with a smile, called her mother, and politely lifted her skirt and turned around in a circle. When she saw Shar tied to the statue of the Mad Lord of Fire, the woman's mouth turned into an "O" shape with surprise. But when her eyes fell on Amaunator, who looked a little unnatural, the woman immediately showed contempt and ridicule. Finally, when the woman looked at Aaron, the expression on her face was angry and weird. She first stretched out her nose and sniffed very impolitely, and then greeted Aaron very solemnly with the etiquette of the Pantheon.

After a wonderful performance of facial expressions, even Aaron knew it.

The woman in front of me is the first generation magic goddess, Missriel.

Amaunator retreated silently, and the ancient sun god tightly grasped the priesthood of [Time].

I got this with my own ability and my daughter's help! Why should I give it back?
But Amaunator was overthinking. Mysriel ignored him. After greeting him, the first generation magic goddess smiled and said to Su Lun, "The sneaky things should be done by the sister hanging up there, not you as the elder sister, mother."

"I'm not sneaking around, I just...want to stop her plot." When Su Lun's mother saw Misriel, a complicated smile appeared on her face, as if they were relatives who had been separated for many years. Su Lun's mother hugged Misriel tightly: "Long time no see, my child."

"…………" Missriel rested her head on Su Lun's mother's shoulder. She rolled her eyes and said slowly, "You are not the Su Lun I know, right?"

"...I am." Su Lun's mother reached out and stroked Missriel's long hair sadly.

"You must have suffered a lot in the future, right?" The first generation magic goddess seemed not to hear Su Lun's words. Misriel just said to herself: "I feel that you have lost a lot of priesthood again. Fortunately, you have gained other powers. Mother, is it because of that guy? That's great. He brought you here, right? For [Time]."

“I…” The Silver Madonna looked at the considerate and all-knowing Missriel, and looked at her shining eyes. She didn’t know what to say for a moment. She choked up a little. When she was about to explain, Missriel had already extended her index finger: “I am the Goddess of the Demonic Web, mother. I was born at the end of the battle between you and Shar. I am the Goddess of the Demonic Web appointed by AO, the God of Gods. I am the God of Time. I can see far more than the surface. You and they are all from the future. And Eilistraee, I feel that your divine core has changed. You smell like that guy (referring to Aaron) all over you.”

"I have chosen a new path." Eilistraee sighed, acknowledging her change. "I am sure I have made the right choice."

Mysriel looked back at Amaunator and blinked.

The ancient sun god was uneasy and wanted to explain his legitimate need for the ministry of [Time].

But Missriel still ignored her. She turned back and looked at Su Lun with a smile: "Mom?"

"Okay, Mysriel, we are indeed from the future." Sulen was forced to admit it. The Silver Mother looked at her beloved daughter, who was the first to acknowledge her identity as a mother in the Battle of Heaven and who intervened against Shar at the critical moment to save Mysriel who was about to be defeated. The past tens of millions of years appeared before her.

Misriel fell, Mistra fell, and the current Demon Net Goddess Midnight is not close to her at all: "I really want to talk to you, daughter, I really want to hear your voice!" "Don't be in a hurry, talk slowly." Misriel realized something from Sulen's expression, and the first generation Demon Net Goddess smiled freely.

As for Shar, Misriel's attitude was not very good, but it was not hostile either: "You must learn to fail, my awful mother. The measure of a god's status lies in how you fulfill your doctrines and practice your duties. If you always only think about destruction, only think about enjoying the original darkness, and only think about returning to the past, you will eventually face the day of failure. Look, isn't this day coming?"

Shar glared at this, but was unable to do anything, so she simply closed her eyes.

Misriel is her and Sulen's daughter, but it is also her death place. She wishes Misriel would die. The Shadow Demon Net was also built to fight against the Demon Net.

Unexpectedly, in Aaron's eyes, Missriel was both frivolous and profound, both wild and steady, both carefree and extremely sad.

Misriel seemed to have understood something, but she didn't seem to care at all. Misriel didn't talk to Aaron at all. Even though she knew he was also a god, she described Aaron as "that guy".

It’s interesting, but Aaron’s time is running out. The divine power he injected into the river of time is gradually drying up, and it’s time to return to the future.

Aaron gestured to Su Lun's mother, indicating that we didn't have much time.

Finally, the sentimental mother Su Lun couldn't help it. Her kind and gentle face gradually became serious. The first sentence she said shocked Aaron and Amaunatta: "Listen to me, daughter. Time is running out. I must let you know something. The glorious civilization in front of you, the civilization you have been cleaning up for..."

Hey! Aaron and Amaunatta's expressions changed drastically.

The God Above God AO has clearly ordered that we cannot go back or interfere with the timeline!

Don't let your emotions get the better of you, you idiot!
But it was too late. Su Lun had already spoken and Aaron's face turned pale in an instant.

It's over, trouble!

When the first generation magic goddess heard Su Lun's words, she thought about it for a moment, a distressed expression appeared on her face, and her eyebrows frowned and then relaxed.

"No, mother, it's not necessary." Missriel smiled and shook her head: "You are changing your future, not mine."

"But this is about your future!" "No, it has nothing to do with me."

Misriel rudely interrupted Sulen. She turned her head and said softly, "Do you understand how to fulfill your duty of [Time], Amaunator? Since you want it so much, I will give it to you, but you have to promise me that you will fulfill your duty."

The golden sun god, the powerful god of the mechanical realm, fell silent. Looking at Missriel's smart and kind eyes, the ancient sun god slowly bowed towards the first generation magic goddess, and remained silent for a long time.

This was the highest level of etiquette in the Nether Age.

"I love you, mother." Misriel gave Suelen a big hug at last, and then reluctantly gave Shar one: "I love you, too, mother."

"And you, Aaron." Finally, the Magic Goddess seemed to remember the Lord of Reincarnation, one of the Eight Gods of Nether. She smiled, with tears in her eyes: "You are a bastard. You went back in time just to fuck my mothers. I will remember this grudge. I will give you the priesthood. Remember to be gentle to my mothers."

Aaron couldn't help laughing when he heard that. He had already felt the pulling force from the long river of time, and he signaled that he really wanted to retreat.

"Goodbye, my mothers." Misriel waved her hand.

"Goodbye, my daughter." Su Lun could no longer hold back her tears. She stroked her daughter's cheek with great care and looked at her deeply for the last time.

Even Shar turned her head away, thinking, you are about to die, why are you still pretending like this?

After a few seconds, time and space distorted, and the four gods of Aaron disappeared on the spot.

The magical girl with seven-colored hair stood in the Temple of Time and sighed leisurely.

"Nothing can withstand the erosion of time. Even gods will eventually fall, mother."

"The only criterion for measuring a god is whether he upholds his teachings and the laws he sets to the end, nothing more."

"Love magic, love it for love's sake. Do not hold it in your hands for selfish desires, as if it were a magical weapon at your fingertips to manipulate the world. Dance with magic and seek its way. But always be alert, it is also an art, a gift from the goddess, and anyone who can use it will receive great grace. Whenever these words come to mind, do not forget to discipline yourself with nobility and use foresight to spur yourself on."

"Always learn magic, and always create magic. It is better to do it yourself than to rely on others. Creating is more joyful than using it, and you must make sure that the fruits benefit the public, so that your reputation will last forever. Those who do their best and are favored by the goddess will transcend death and continue to do their duty. They live with magic and are immortal because of magic."

"This is the doctrine I set myself. It encourages creation, exploration, and the use and invention of the magic network. It is the greatest pursuit of my life as the goddess Missriel."

"So I won't interfere with his magic, even if it leads to my downfall."

"Because I am your proud daughter, the goddess of the magic web, Mysriel!"

(End of this chapter)