CHAPTER 470: CHAPTER 232: SHIAYAR, PROFANING ABUNDANCE!

(Today’s two Chapters are updated together, totaling eighteen thousand words)

The crimson gold waves of Divine Power ripple through this opulent and magnificent hall.

In that instant, tens of thousands of vibrant flowers bloomed simultaneously, then gently returned to nothingness.

Amidst those waves, wheat ears, springs, laurel leaves, and luscious fruits flicker unpredictably, rising and falling, manifesting scenes of boundless abundance.

Even this entire crimson gold temple suddenly seemed ethereal for a moment.

As if it might collapse at any moment.

On the soft and beautiful face of the Goddess of Abundance, for the first time, a look of uncontrollable wavering appeared.

On that light screen, the human figure named Shiayar Egutt seemed to possess a kind of magical allure.

Once her gaze fixed on it, she could no longer look away.

She could even sharply sense absurd and dangerous thoughts about that human figure arising within her mind.

"No..."

"Something’s wrong."

Just this murmur alone caused her form to stagger on that crimson gold throne, even making the fullness on her chest sway slightly.

However, after all, the Mother Goddess of Abundance stood at the pinnacle of the Divine Ascension Steps, a being at the peak of the post-cataclysm era.

Even though she felt her Divine Soul wavering to the brink of collapse, she managed to suppress the turmoil in her heart with immense willpower.

Then, she suddenly extended her pristine white fingers.

The crimson gold Divine Power transformed into a torrent, hurtling forth, aiming to destroy the figure of the young man bewitching her mind upon the light screen.

Boom—

The entire crimson gold hall of abundance was pierced through by that rampaging Divine Power, creating a massive hole.

The light screen, formed by the condensation of Divine Power, along with the image of the black-haired, black-eyed young man upon it, shattered into crystalline fragments.

However, despite the shattering of the Divine Power screen.

In the Divine Soul of abundance, it did not return to normal as she had anticipated with the destruction of the light screen.

On the contrary—

As the image of the black-haired, black-eyed young man faded and dissipated into fragments.

A profound sense of emptiness unexpectedly arose from the depths of her heart.

She felt as if her chest had emptied.

Feelings of void and loss surged like a tide, engulfing her entire being in an instant...

It was as if something extremely precious, extremely important to her, had been destroyed by her own hands.

What had been shattered by the crimson Divine Power was not just the figure of the young man, but seemingly also the heart of the Goddess of Abundance herself.

Leaving behind only endless emptiness and pain.

The heartache made it impossible to breathe.

...

Hoo—

Hoo—

The Goddess of Abundance slumped powerlessly on her divine throne, panting, her fair skin covered in dense beads of sweat, unable to maintain the previous dignified and noble appearance.

The light around her fluctuated, and the ears originally of human appearance vanished, replaced by a pair of fluffy wolf ears, the tips of which appeared white and were twitching sensitively with a hint of blush.

Her originally beautiful brown hair now began to grow wildly, and fine hair of the same color sprouted on her neck and wrists.

Demon wolf.

This was the original race of the Goddess of Abundance before she ascended the Divine Ascension Steps.

Having become a Fabled Creature, her life essence had transcended and transformed, freeing her from the identity of the demon wolf race, allowing her to manifest different forms of Fabled Creatures at will according to her mind.

But at this moment, with her Divine Soul out of control, losing the restraint of reason, the Goddess of Abundance inadvertently revealed her original appearance.

Pfft.

A glimmer of determination suddenly flashed in her dazed eyes.

Then.

Crack—

It was the sound of some crystal shattering.

As that crystal-breaking sound rang out, her exquisite face turned ghastly pale in an instant, completely devoid of color.

Crimson Divine Blood oozed from the corner of her mouth, dimming the surroundings of the Temple of Abundance considerably.

Yet, her eyes finally broke free from the swirling daze, regaining a bit of clarity.

And the wolf ears and body fur, which had been gradually turning from illusion to reality, finally stopped growing, receding, and returning to their original plump and gentle fair appearance.

After all, she had walked out of that mythical era, survived the cataclysm that caused countless Deities to bleed, and walked to today, becoming the supreme entity of this era.

Upon detecting the anomaly within the depths of her Divine Soul, abundance resolutely shattered part of her Divine Soul at all costs, forcing her will and reason to revive amid the pain of its rupture.

She gently stretched out her hand, wiping away the golden Divine Blood from the corner of her mouth, her beautiful eyes still carrying a trace of panic.

Even though the light screen projected by Divine Power had shattered.

Yet.

In the depths of her Divine Soul, the figure of the black-haired, black-eyed youth remained persistent.

On the contrary, it became clearer and more vivid.

Even though she had only gained understanding through the Astral Realm and the information conveyed by Hathaway the Golden Elf, knowing his appearance and name... the two had never intersected or intertwined.