Village Head's Debauchery-Chapter 1263: Healing the water nymph demigoddess!(2)

"While it functions similarly to other Divine Apostle Crests. One of the unique abilities of the Divine Apostle Crest is to devour spirit beasts and convert them into divine energy for its wielder. I modified it into an advanced version of the Void Heart, designed to isolate and continuously devour tainted cells before they could infect her body. Through our divine blood, she was able to surpass her limitations, just like any other Divine Apostle."

She continued, "However, due to the chaotic properties of the Vylkr energy mingling with the Divine Apostle Crest, she couldn’t access certain portions of our abilities. She became like this because the crest was damaged, causing it to harm healthy tissues in her body. To help her recover, I destroyed the crest and severed our connection as gently as possible. With her divine physique, she should slowly recover and regain her true self in a few hours."

"If you destroyed the crest, doesn’t that mean she’ll be affected by the tainted cells?" Orion asked, frowning.

He had thought that demigods were immune to the tainted cells due to their divine nature, but it seemed that wasn’t the case. They were simply much more capable of suppressing the tainted cells from harming them and transforming them into tainted beings.

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At the same time, Orion finally understood one of the reasons behind the creation of the Vylkr techniques—the demigods were unable to utilize their divine abilities through the crest. As a result, they were given these techniques after countless trials and errors.

It made sense why some of the demigods, despite being injured, had survived until they ventured into the pocket dimension. Only the most determined could pass the trials the goddesses themselves had set and ascend to demigodhood.

In other words, they were as tenacious as their goddesses, and without the tainted cells holding them back, they might have grown even more powerful and formidable.

"Yes, but we don’t need to worry about that," the goddess of the Twilight Chorus and Fortune replied. "With Anara’s Divine Mandate, it’s possible for her to reincarnate into a new form. I’ve also heard that one of your partners possesses a divine mandate that can sculpt sentient lifeforms, and others are capable of healing life-threatening injuries and even performing resurrections."

"Also, there’s talk of a migration soon to Paradise’s new realm, where my children won’t have to worry about the tainted cells. This will be accomplished through the help of the new Mysteries within Paradise, which will look after them. There haven’t been any results of a tainted emerging for a while now, so it’s already working perfectly."

"I’ve also heard of other formidable figures in Paradise who have challenged the Divine Mysteries and emerged unscathed, without any loss of life or anything else…" Her voice was tinged with emotion.

She paused, then continued, "…Though I don’t fully understand how you’ve managed to accomplish all of this, based on everything I’ve heard and witnessed, I believe you are capable. So I don’t mind removing the crest and leaving my daughter’s safety in your hands."

Orion quietly exhaled, but his expression remained composed.

But the same couldn’t be said for the women present, who reacted differently, expressing sympathy and resolve at the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune’s response.

Nadia shed tears as she felt a wave of sadness and happiness at their goddess’s compassion. Though not their creator, she had shown care for them, understanding the struggles they had been through.

If Paradise hadn’t discovered them, Nadia would never have known there was a beautiful world beyond their own treacherous one or that they had such an amazing goddess caring for them. She felt the emotions as if they were her own.

Nadia tried her best to wipe away the tears streaming down her cheeks, but she couldn’t stop the overwhelming emotions from flooding out.

Only Ilse remained composed, her face unreadable and expressionless. She knew herself better than anyone present and understood her own thoughts.

Though she believed the feelings of the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune were genuine, she did not share the same experience of suffering or possess the emotional capacity to process it in the same way.

As such, she was unable to feel anything properly. At the same time, she wasn’t willing to show any emotion in front of someone who, in her view, had abandoned her true self.

"You’re right. We do have this, and other means to ensure she won’t be turned into a tainted," Orion said, nodding confidently at the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune.

He then turned to Anara and added, "I’ll leave everything in your hands."

Anara nodded firmly, with a hint of resolve in her expression. Her role was no longer just that of a Tree Nymph overseer but now the Nymph Overseer.

Any matters concerning the Nymphs would first be handled by her before any serious decisions were made. Only trivial matters would be delegated to her subordinates. Right now, it was just her, Dariya, and Malaia who held the top positions among the Nymphs as Divines.

Though she wanted to select a Water Nymph goddess to balance the leadership, it was impossible since none of them had reached goddess status. The demigoddess before her had issues that would soon be resolved, but it was unlikely she would be ready to handle leadership responsibilities right after recovering.

The only one who seemed like a fitting candidate for such a role was Nadia. Anara had seen how Nadia looked at Orion and how she behaved around Grace, and she could guess what was going through her mind.

Though Anara wouldn’t mind if Orion took Nadia in and she became part of the household, she wasn’t going to intervene or push her. The household, while calmer now, was already too competitive. Even she had to stand her ground when dealing with her sisters.

Anara wouldn’t help unless Nadia was willing to fight for the love and relationship she so desperately desired.

It was up to her to decide or watch the opportunity slip past her!

Orion refocused on the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune and asked, "Is there anything else we need to know?"

"No, that’s it," the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune responded.

"In that case, follow me. There’s something I need to discuss with you," Orion said.

The goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune nodded. Instantly, a mysterious divine power enveloped her, and she vanished from her position.

"He’s grown more powerful again," Anara said with a sigh as she witnessed the scene. This domain was created by her Divine Mandate, so the fact that Orion could enter and leave as he pleased showed how much stronger he had become with the help of his Divine Mandate.

Fortunately, when it came to brute strength and prowess as a goddess, she was still vastly stronger than him.

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Orion took the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune to a distant corner of the Golden Palace.

"What do you want to talk about?" the goddess asked, her tone tinged with curiosity.

"It’s about our issue with Ilse. I want it resolved as soon as possible," Orion responded.

"Has she decided to return the vault key to me?" the goddess asked, her voice filled with anticipation.

"No. I want you to let this matter rest. I understand your situation, but Ilse isn’t wrong in her decision. You were the one who chose to no longer carry the previous Ilse, not her. So, it wouldn’t be right to demand that she hand over the vault key to you," Orion replied.

"And do you know why I didn’t choose to carry my previous identity? It was because I had to survive, and I looked forward to the day I could reclaim my identity," the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune responded. "Do you think I would have given it up if I knew this was going to happen?"

Her voice cracked, her eyes turning red as tears threatened to spill, though her expression remained stoic.

"No, I don’t. We can’t change the past as we wish, but we can shape the future if we prepare ourselves and are ready for what comes," Orion said.

He asked, "Aren’t you too focused on what you’ve lost and losing sight of all the new things you’ve gained?"

"What do you mean?" the goddess asked, narrowing her gaze.

"The races you saved, the ones abandoned by Naka and left to die, whom you took care of and accepted as your own. Even without your old identity, without the vault, you stood against the Will of the Divine Mysteries and protected them as if they were your own children. Before the emergence of Paradise, no one could have accomplished such a feat," Orion responded, meeting the goddess’s gaze from his throne.

"You achieved all of this under your new identity, and yet you still want to throw it away, holding onto the past that you left behind to grow into who you are now. Do you know the weight of your name when it’s spoken by those infected with the tainted cells? You haven’t lost the love of your children—the Prismerions—just because they aren’t familiar with your current title."