Village Head's Debauchery-Chapter 1271 Preparations For The Exploration

Taking care of them wasn't an issue. With his mother's divine gift, he had created several clones, each assigned to stay with his children. He would ensure they were properly trained to avoid any future difficulties.

During this time, Orion also announced his status relationship with Ilse, Zera, Avarielle, and Margona. While Zera and the two goddesses within her were surprised but held it in, Orion's mother was also astonished by the sudden revelation. She grilled him with questions about when their relationship had first begun.

The other women weren't surprised. They merely interrogated Ilse, helping her understand her status in the household. Ilse had expected they would treat her with more reverence and respect after she joined, considering that no one could match her status except for Aerialia, General Reynold, and a few others.

Unfortunately, she was treated as casually as the women treated the rest of their sisters, and her castle, which was supposed to be a temporary residence until they created a more suitable home, suddenly became a permanent one.

The only compensation she received was that the women now freely allowed her to use their Divine Mandates as she wished, returning them when she was done. For Celia, Vivian, Meldra, and Saria—who weren't overly interested in acquiring power but were still fascinated by their capabilities—it was a perfect way to learn the full potential of their Divine Mandates without lifting a finger, which the rest saw as an opportunity and followed suit.

Ilse seemed the most excited about this arrangement. During this time, she didn't pester Orion about having a child but instead locked herself in the Golden Palace, only returning to attend to her duties or speak with the rest of her sisters.

Orion realized that he had not only gained an incredible companion, but the women had also gained another fantastic sister, and they were putting her abilities to good use.

As for Zera, she and the two goddesses within her were also heavily interrogated. Having lived in isolation for thousands of years, suddenly becoming the subject of interest among a circle of unique goddesses made them feel awkward, as they were treated like they had already become part of the household. The only one to take advantage of this was Margona, who became a well-known figure almost instantly, even outshining Ilse. The already lively household became even more vibrant despite the events transpiring outside.

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It was finally time to leave for the Spirit Realm.

Orion was preparing to return to the residential area of the Mysteries of the Twelve Step Stairs with Grace to pick up Sylvalis. Thanks to the efforts of Grace, Anara, and the Nymphs, Sylvalis finally opened up to speak with them directly. However, at the moment, he found himself being held down by his wives. "When I return, I promise that we will continue for as long as you desire," Orion said, observing as Lyra tied down his left hand with her hair and Meldra held his right hand with a vine that she had constructed out of thin air with her gift. He was just inches away from the door. Behind him was a spacious, luxurious bedroom with a bed stretching from one wall to the other.

Scattered across the bed and floor were his wives, sprawled out, their bodies glistening with sweat, and each one lying in their own juices, covered in his semen. All three of their intimate areas were leaking with it, and their bodies twitched in pleasure, still reeling from the aftereffects of their activities. The only ones who could move but weren't present were Isadora, who was being cared for because of their unborn child, Anara, Dariya, Malaia, and Saria, who were currently in the Nymphs' home universe, helping those infected with the Mother Seed Cells settle into their new worlds.

Considering all the traumatic events the Nymphs had been through, they needed all the support they could get.

Another reason for their absence was that they had sensed his dilemma and had left to avoid being coerced by the rest of their sisters into ganging up on their husband. Among the races of Paradise, the Nymphs were ranked as the most peaceful. Orion made a promise in his heart to visit them first once he returned from the exploration. For now, he needed to figure out how to escape his current situation. Orion began to reconsider whether turning his wives into goddesses had been a good idea—if this continued, he might end up being the one lying defeated on the bed rather than them.

At that moment, the double-handled door was flung open with a loud bang, hitting the wall.

Ilse stood at the entrance, dressed in a simple, deep blue, single-strap midi dress with golden embroidery. Two beautiful blue earrings complemented her attire, and rows of intricately crafted golden bangles on her wrists jingled with her movement.

Ilse wrinkled her nose and pinched it, assaulted by the pungent scent that filled the room. She glanced at the two naked, mature women behind him before focusing on Orion. "I'll be waiting outside," she said, turning around and walking down the corridor.

Suddenly, Orion felt Lyra's grip on his hand loosen. Instantly, he transformed into a streak of lightning and shot out of the room. Tendrils of electricity closed the door behind him, sealing it shut.

Orion reverted to his human form in the hallway.

At that moment, Derry's face emerged from the intricately carved wooden door adorned with jewels. She smiled at Orion. "I'll take care of them and put them to sleep. You should go so you're not late."

Orion nodded, leaning in to give her a kiss on the cheek, much to Derry's delight.

He turned to Ilse, who was leaning against the wall, waiting for him. "Sometimes I wonder if I made the right decision," Ilse sighed. "Let's go. We don't have much time to waste."

Orion nodded, ignoring her initial words.

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On a bright blue world with sixteen habitable planets within its solar system, at the top of an enormous mountain, usually battered by heavy blizzards, but strangely calm at this moment.

Orion carried Sylvalis in his arms as he looked at the Prismerion Divine Apostles, Lyndon, Leona, Leif, Carl, Brane, Zara, Seth, and Zogar, along with his bonded demigod servants and the clones of his wives—rather than wielding their divine mandates, they all bore divine artefacts given to them by Ilse. Beside him were Ilse and Zera, while behind him stood a Spiritual Link Point.

The Prismerion Divine Apostles, led by Flintor and Iris, numbered eighty-two in total. His bonded demigod servants, led by Iyalis, numbered around two hundred and two. His wives' clones numbered thirty-two. Altogether, their total force was a staggering three hundred and twenty-eight, counting Zera, Avarielle, and Margona as one entity since they shared the same body.

With three hundred and thirty-five of them in the divine realm and ninety in the mortal realm, their strength at the peak of mortal limits, they formed a formidable force. However, even with such a force, they were unsure if their strength would be enough against their enemies.

Orion cleared his throat and said, "You should all be aware of the plan already, so I will keep this brief. We have no idea of the forces that we will encounter in the spirit realm; their strength might match ours or even surpass it, so be careful about every action you take. But do not be afraid," His voice resonated across their surroundings, "Paradise has yet to encounter a force beyond our ability to overcome. Any enemy that dares to stand against us will, sooner or later, bow their heads in defeat."

"And should you fall in battle, do not despair. Those who take your lives will be dragged to your graves, their bodies reduced to ashes, their souls bound in eternal torment—forced to stand watch over your resting place for their heresy."

"But if we all return home safely, know that your rewards will not be meagre. You are the pioneers who have paved the way for Paradise's dominion over the Spirit Realm, and I will see to it that your sacrifices are honoured beyond measure."

As he spoke, everyone present's morale rose to its highest peak. They were no longer afraid of any unexpected events that might transpire within the Spirit Realm; instead, they looked forward to them with anticipation.

"Let's go," Orion commanded.

Turning his head to the side, he nodded at Ilse and Zera, then turned and soared toward the red line. As he neared it, he observed the red gate to the Spirit Realm enlarging itself. Without hesitation, he flew in.

Observing the actions of their Supreme Leader, the others followed suit, repeating the same motions and soaring in one by one.

Within minutes, the mountain was desolate, and the blizzard that had been temporarily tamed returned, once again showcasing its dominion over the mountain peak.

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On the other side, Orion and the others emerged one by one.

Before them lay countless snowy mountains floating atop a frozen ocean floor.