The Complete Subordination of the Goddesses
It was obvious what kind of suffering awaited the upper goddesses—who were neither Main Gods nor the highest ranks—should they be sent to the waiting area in the Spirit Realm after their defeat by the Demon God race in the war of the Goddess Department. For them, even becoming complete subordinate gods, essentially no better than slaves, represented a chance to start over.
“I accept. Begin anew as my complete subordinate gods. Those who achieve merit will be elevated once more to independent deities. Fight, win, and seize your own survival. I expect great things from you for the future of the divine race.”
Wooooong—!
Thirteen pairs of wings unfurled, embracing and enveloping them all. The goddesses’ exhausted and depleted divine power was replenished in a single breath.
Even with hundreds of upper gods present, replenishing their depleted divine power is nothing at all so long as the Origin’s sun and moon remain.
Six pairs of wings of light burst from the goddesses’ backs as if exploding outward. Some of them, overwhelmed by the absurdly strong and vast supply of divine power, lost their senses in pure ecstasy.
"I Exist as Myself, So Shall You."
⟨ 10th Circle Creation and Restoration ⟩
The prisoner-like garments the goddesses wore transformed into the finest attire and equipment they remembered. They were clad in the extremely ornate armor and dresses adorned with jewels and precious metals that only Main Gods would wear in their dreams.
Even in the Divine Realm, it is a precious treasure combining divine power enhancement, protective authority, healing, and self-repair. But to me, who has reached the eleventh circle, it is nothing more than mere material.
Restoring their clothing and equipment would help somewhat in recovering their pride, since attire reflects one’s state of mind. Yet it remained an empty gesture, for a treasure given to the incapable is simply a calamity.
"I am the one and only special existence in the world."
⟨ 10th Circle Potential Awakening ⟩
“Aaaaaah—!”
Moans laced with screams escaped as every last upper goddess convulsed where she stood. The overwhelming main-god-level divine power and great magic—something they could never have dreamed of receiving directly—began reforming their very existence.
Those familiar with divine power replenishment let out lewd cries, while the inexperienced could only writhe and roll across the floor, clutching their bodies in the face of surging ecstasy.
Watching the spectacle, he—who had become their absolute superior—delivered his divine pronouncement.
“My complete subordinate gods must be strong. Only overwhelming victory is fitting for me, the Dimensional and War God and Magic God of Origin, an Absolute Being bearing that title. Surpass all others and bring me joy.”
The divine words of a complete superior god, capable of ruling every soul, were engraved upon the goddesses’ spirits. From this moment forward, they would stand at the highest priority within all their intentions.
It does not interfere with their free will, yet it will become their greatest conviction.
An additional three pairs of translucent wings sprouted from their backs.
These are the ninth wings, proof of a highest-tier god. Their divine power has not yet been fully charged to manifest the authorities, but they have now ascended to upper-god status.
Trembling in the rapture brought by the fullness of divine power, the goddesses wept as they gently stroked the three pairs of translucent wings that had appeared on their own backs.
After investing eons to become upper gods, they had been pushed back by the fierce competition of the Divine Realm and never reached the highest tier. Now that proof had sprouted upon their own backs.
Haaaaa! Huuuuu!
The humiliation they had accepted—becoming complete subordinate gods in order to return to the divine race—mingled with the joy of promotion, and they could no longer control their emotions.
Sobbing with happiness, they prostrated themselves once more and cried out with feelings entirely different from their earlier desperation.
“Glory to the Dimensional and War God! We are sincerely grateful for your exceedingly merciful judgment toward us who were defeated by the Demon God race. We will gladly obey any command you may give.”
The gratitude and joy of the goddesses, now his complete subordinate gods, flowed into him as their absolute superior.
This is true divine power. A purity incomparable to that received from human believers is being added to my innate divine power.
In that instant, his innate divine power surged by nearly five hundred million. The five hundred and five goddesses, having become peak lower gods, had offered up their own innate divine power. Their faith-like belief and positive emotions granted him strength.
Whiiiiiiing—! Whiiiiiiing—!
With three billion in divine power, the dimensional wings trembled violently as they sought to transform.
The dimensional divine power, the solar divine power, and the divine power received from Hera through the Devotion Pledge have now merged with the power of faith offered by these upper goddesses, completing the wings’ true form.
Whooooong! Papapapa—!
The dimensional divine power formed the framework, constructing its vast domain. The sun’s annihilating divine power became feathers that blazed with golden light. The goddesses’ divine power embraced it all, infinitely gentle as it reinforced and guided his existence as the God of Light.
Not the ordinary light wings of a main god, but dimensional wings with fully materialized divine power fluttered, strengthening his authorities.
The authority of dimension claims every law in the vicinity, the solar power burns all things away, and the goddesses’ power naturally restores them.
His black-gold hair ignited completely into golden flames, and the form of a supremely beautiful and noble divine youth at the center only grew more imposing.
At the sacred and mighty sight, every goddess shed tears of awe. Their absolute superior, the Dimensional and War God bearing the title of Absolute Being, was indeed a true powerhouse. And through him they saw hope—hope of returning once more to lives of glory as gods.
“Eternal loyalty to the Dimensional and War God!”
Having now amassed a total of five billion in innate divine power, the Dimensional and War God had been reborn as a complete intermediate main god. He had gained a force composed of five hundred and five peak lower gods.
Gogogogogo—!
A billion units of solar divine power poured forth without limit, filling the divine power of the goddesses who had just become upper gods before his eyes.
Because they have formed a complete subordinate contract with a main god, they cannot become main gods themselves, and their authorities are of a lower grade than their peers. Still, now is hardly the time to be picky.
Seeing the goddesses—now possessing complete sets of nine pairs of wings of light—prostrate themselves, he exhaled lightly.
Whew. This is the limit. So in the end I remain at the lower tier of the eleventh circle? I had secretly hoped that the large increase in innate divine power might let me glimpse the Creator God stage.
Even though his innate divine power had risen by five hundred million to reach three billion, he had wondered whether his magic power might increase in tandem. The world, however, was not so accommodating.
It remains exactly two billion in magic power.
When amplified it reached the level of a highest main god, yet his innate divine power was still only that of an intermediate main god. The moment had come to decide his next course of action.
I must rapidly grow and strengthen the divine bodies of the divine race to digest the increased power. Then I will obtain demonic energy from the Great Demon God who reigns eternally.
Once he obtained the Great Demon God’s vitality and raised his magic power again, it was expected to exceed at least three billion.
Outbursts are too dangerous to rely on. Using amplification in every battle turns it into a single-strike gamble that always feels precarious.
Even reflecting on the previous fight, his lack of innate divine power had forced him to end every battle with a suicidal close-quarters charge.
Hmph—! Begone, bitter past.
This time there would be no crisis. His opponents were, at most, a few dozen tenth-circle transcendents from the Middle World.
To secure overwhelming force, I have obtained more than a thousand tenth-circle beings. There is no element that could become a problem.
The Dimensional and War God intended to release them all into the Middle World under some pretext and have them hunt the transcendents.
Should any issue arise, I will go personally and eliminate it.
Most were demigods carrying the blood of high gods, so divine backlash was expected, yet he planned to keep killing them until their stage fell all the way to the seventh circle.
Insurrections must be crushed without mercy to prevent further chaos. Under no circumstances can I tolerate the formation of an independent divine realm within the Middle World.
Whenever a self-formed divine realm centered on demigods or transcendents appeared on a planet, the result was always collision with the Divine Realm.
The miracles displayed directly by transcendents and demigods are far more attractive and powerful than those shown through saints. Moreover, transcendents and demigods face none of the planetary restrictions.
If rapidly strengthening demigods sparked conflict with the divine realm, collapse would follow as swiftly as it had for the Demon God Star. In his view, once such a situation arose, it would already be too late.
“What will you do?”
Even as the goddesses’ divine power surged explosively, the demon goddesses emerging from the Creator God’s gem held their ground, radiating demonic energy. There were two hundred and fifty of them.
The battle at the Demon God Star must have been brutal indeed. To think so many upper demon gods were annihilated.
True to their race, most wore leather armor rather than heavenly robes, and their black eyes gleamed with a cold metallic light. As the demon race hostile to the divine race, they clearly had no intention of submitting quietly.
“We are the demon race and follow the Demon God King. We will not bow to the likes of a God of Light.”
“I expected as much. Then you must also know how I will respond, yes?”
“We are the demon race. No matter what restraints are placed upon us, we will never willingly submit to the will of the divine race.”
“Then return to the gem at once.”
“What?”
“I do not necessarily need you. Heh heh heh! There is no need to force your submission.”
The Dimensional and War God smiled faintly. At the smile of the incomparably beautiful divine youth, several of the demon goddesses flinched, their faces flushing with confusion.
Extremely effective on women. I really must get used to this face quickly.