The Union of Sun and Moon
The gazes of the female transcendents from the Goddess Department burned with nothing but pure hatred and murderous intent, as if they wanted to tear him limb from limb right then and there.
Planetary slaves under the Demon God race. In the Middle World, the position of a transcendent is little more than that of a powerful slave. Having enjoyed every luxury and authority in the Middle World only to be reduced to slavery by the Demon God race, their reaction is only natural.
One look at their ragged clothing and equipment—too shameful to even call equipment—told him exactly how they had been treated since.
They don’t even realize their own sins. Resenting the gods who abandoned the Middle World, only to be handed over as possessions to the main gods of other planetary systems… their resentment is understandable.
Some hadn’t even been properly washed; a foul odor clung to them. It was a truly pitiful fall from grace for transcendents who had once reigned over sentient beings as existences greater than gods.
“This… mmph—!”
“Be silent.”
There was no need to deal with them individually right now. The female transcendents of the Demon God Star are reacting with extreme hatred and rejection toward gods, just as expected.
Since he despised noise, he had sealed not only their movements but their mouths as well. Now he called forth the gods who had been defeated in the battles of the Demon God Star and transferred from the Spirit Realm Waiting Area.
I wonder how the defeated gods will react?
The thought of how these beings—on the verge of falling from the glorious gods of the Divine Realm to mere spirit gods after their defeat by the Demon God race—would respond to him filled him with anticipation.
The Dimensional and War God spread his thirteen pairs of dimensional wings wide, radiating his divine power. Solar divine power, dimensional divine power, the pure mana of the Great Forest, and the demonic energy of the Great Demon God mingled together and began to burn with golden light.
“Aah.”
The endless vitality from the Adamantium Main God Temple poured endlessly into his wings and entire body. Before I realize it, a sigh of admiration escapes me and I fully reveal my presence.
He felt as though everything in the world existed within him. And in truth, he could control it all.
This space is too narrow to accommodate more than a thousand beings.
Rumble… rumble… rumble…
He expanded the Adamantium audience chamber once more. This was no mere spatial adjustment—he directly interfered with physical matter itself, amplifying it.
It is a lower form of the ‘Reality Manipulation’ used by that fraudulent main god, but this power remains even if my divine power vanishes. This is the true strength of an intermediate dimensional main god.
Compared to a creator god’s adjustments on a solar-system scale, expanding an area by a mere thousand kilometers was laughable. Yet because it was permanent, he could claim to stand on equal footing with a creator god within its bounds.
As long as the Sun and Moon of the Origin continue supplying me with endless vitality and divine power, nothing is impossible here. It is simply a matter of time.
Judging that he had sufficient divine power, he manifested the next dimensional authority.
"Dimensional Genesis!"
"Condition: Space Expansion—!"
"Divine Realm Descent—!"
⟨ Dimensional Genesis ⟩
Shwaaaaaaaa—!
The interior space of his personal temple, which had spanned a hundred kilometers in every direction, instantly expanded tenfold. Every material within the domain was duplicated and surged outward in perfect replication.
Everything within my domain obeys and submits to my will.
The personal temple grew ten times larger, and even the soil, water, and air within the space increased proportionally. I can feel the Cosmic Trees directly linked to my divine power expanding. As they grow, the vessel of my vitality will expand with them.
The expansion produced neither loud noise nor vibration. It was the achievement of a great god, and therefore a natural occurrence.
In the audience chamber now ten times wider, I see the faces of the absolutes from the Demon God Star turn deathly pale and freeze.
Even so, as powerful ten-circle main-god-level experts, they understood the scale of the miracle he had just performed.
Do you see? Taking a summoned virtual space and anchoring it as natural reality—this is the complete power of the eleventh circle of dimensions.
To break the space he had expanded would require the full cooperation of at least four main gods who had reached the pinnacle of the tenth circle.
Ooooooo—!
The Dimensional and War God spread both arms wide and drew the floating Sun and Moon of the Origin into his domain.
Using the core obtained from the highest main god of the Substitute Gods, I will reproduce his achievement. The union of sun and moon.
It would supply him with the maximum stable output of vitality and divine power.
The transparent jeweled ceiling above the audience chamber now displayed his sun and moon. Uuuuuuuung—! He raised the pressure until divine power threatened to burst through the space itself.
His dimensional wings burned white-hot, radiating his presence. The heat was enough to annihilate even a highest-ranked god in an instant. He interfered with reality, drawing the sun and moon closer together.
The moon’s surface began to glow and heat from the sun’s thermal energy.
"Dimensional Genesis!"
"The moon is as the sun."
"The two shall become one."
⟨ Dimensional Genesis ⟩
He inscribed his own laws into the reality of his domain. This is my dimension, an absolute realm where my will reigns supreme. Even forced manipulations work here. Even acts he declared taboo are possible within these bounds, and miracles impossible in normal reality can manifest.
Uuuuuuuung!Fwoooooosh!
The Sun of the Origin stopped heating the moon. Instead, the moon began to envelop the sun.
As expected, a perfect fusion like his is impossible.
In the end, he altered the configuration so that the moon spread wide to cover roughly half the sun and rotate around it. The expanded moon would revolve around the sun on its own, blocking light for half the day to create night and allowing light for the other half to create day. Stimulated by the sun’s divine power, it would stably emit vitality.
As expected, I cannot achieve the perfect unity he possesses. Just how many circles has he reached?
Even the Dimensional and War God—who could manipulate complete reality within his own dimensional domain—could only imitate that being’s achievement.
He let out a long sigh, sat upon the throne in the audience chamber, and gazed at the fusion of sun and moon he had created with such difficulty.
The output has more than doubled compared to before.
At the very least, its output was no longer inferior to the one he had created.
“I name you the Sun and Moon of the Origin.”
When he bestowed the name, the Sun and Moon of the Origin shone even more brilliantly and radiated divine power.
During the next clash against the Substitute Gods’ God Destruction Cannon, I will show them an even hotter taste.
Divine power and vitality incomparable to before now filled his personal temple. The female transcendents watching the scene had gone completely pale, their faces frozen in shock. They were stunned by a miraculous achievement that could never be accomplished with their own divine power or authorities.
That’s right. My divine power is only at the intermediate main god level, but my authorities reach creator god level. What I lack compared to the creator gods is the scale of my domain and accumulated experience. And the authority to handle living beings that possess will and soul. After all, I am the Dimensional Lord—and a mage as well.
The Dimensional and War God looked at the female transcendents and gave them a bright smile.
It was meant to be a mocking sneer that said ‘Come at me again if you dare’… but their reaction is strange.
The faces of the female transcendents flushed red. Some turned their heads away while others stole glances at him from the corner of their eyes.
Ah. This adorable divine youth appearance is the problem.
The sneer that would have provoked anyone into attacking him in the past had now become the innocent, captivating smile of a beautiful boy that could charm anyone.
This is bad! How am I supposed to provoke enemies and excite them like this? Instead, I look like I’m performing tricks to win their favor.
In fact, the eyes of most of the female transcendents—which had been filled with hostility and hatred only moments ago—had become completely hazy, many of them wearing ecstatic expressions.
Moreover, quite a few had flushed faces and hearts pounding violently from that single smile.
It’s truly frightening in an entirely different sense. I must refrain from smiling with this appearance.
If even the hardened female transcendents who had survived the brutal hell of the Demon God Star could be tempted by such a smile, the situation was serious. What was worse, it wasn’t even an authority—merely his natural appearance and aura drawing their favor. There was no defense against it.
He shook his head and summoned the gods from the Creator’s jewel.
Five hundred and five criminal goddesses? As expected of the Divine Realm that was defeated by the highest-level Demon God Star—there are quite a lot of them.
The goddesses who appeared from thin air seemed momentarily confused, but the instant they saw him, they dropped to their knees.
The high-ranking goddesses of the Demon God Star, having lost all their former splendor and now dressed in plain blue cloth garments resembling prison uniforms, bowed their heads and spoke in perfect chorus.
“It is an honor to serve the Dimensional and War God. Though we were defeated once and have become sinners, we swear such a thing will never happen again. We will devote everything we have to serve you and pledge our loyalty for Your Lordship’s advancement. We humbly beg to become your complete subordinate gods.”
The solemn resolve in the goddesses’ voices was unmistakable. Once a god’s rank was demoted and they fell to the Spirit Realm, it was usually the end. Even if they possessed outstanding ability, contracting with foul-tempered spirit gods was a hundred times worse than contracting with obedient spirit kings, so they rarely even received summoning opportunities. In any case, spirit kings were more than sufficient for the Middle World.
Well, the spirit kings contracted with the High Elf Queens have sealed off contracts with ordinary spirits at the source, so I had no choice but to contract with spirit gods instead.
The atmosphere of the spirit god realm, where hope was nearly nonexistent, was worse than a prison for humanity’s worst criminals. They slandered one another, fought constantly, and grew increasingly ill-tempered.
With so many superior spirit kings available, when would they ever get the chance to form a contract and regain their vitality? In the end, they would endure until they longed for self-extinction, then become the foundation of this universe.