The Cost of Mercy
The Dimensional Lord was deep in thought as he tended to the wounds of the two goddesses he had shattered. ‘If I leave them like this, they’ll die. I have no choice.’
The Gigantic Meteor barrage he had unleashed in a fit of rage was merciless. Even a Main God’s body could not withstand such concentrated planetary force. The pressure of colossal worlds restored to their original size inside the target’s body could pulverize even the highest-ranking Demon Kings. And when those entire planets were fused without leaving a single fragment of debris, then detonated—the resulting destructive power was something no Main God could endure.
‘I teleported dozens of them straight into their bodies. Death was inevitable.’
To make matters worse, the goddess who wielded black lightning had unexpectedly moved to protect the flame-wielding goddess instead of counterattacking him. Because of that, his own calculations had partially failed, and he had taken the full backlash of the failed spell. Without the Origin’s Sun and Moon he had granted himself, the damage would have required long-term recuperation. On top of that, whatever level of flame authority the flame goddess possessed had completely incinerated his superior-grade divine armor, leaving both women completely naked while the lingering flames still coiled around their bodies, trying to burn them further.
‘I’ve recovered somewhat, but moving recklessly in this state will only cause more injuries.’
The two goddesses lay collapsed on his thighs, their naked bodies entwined as they clung to each other. Far from being seductive, the sight was utterly wretched—their limbs shattered, their skin drenched in blood. If left alone, they would die. So he began pouring vitality into the most critical areas first, mending them.
The problem was what he discovered while healing them.
‘Just what is wrong with these Spirit Realm Main Goddesses? What kind of Creator-level being would toy with them like this and force such a sloppy conversion into Main Gods? Judging by their physical age, they’re still immature deities. They haven’t even undergone the maturation transformation into adult gods yet. If they possess this much power without having matured… were they perhaps Demon King candidates? Then why convert them into Main Gods? This feels like it’s going to become an enormous headache. I absolutely despise goddesses with complicated backstories. My head is already starting to throb. This is too ominous—! Ugh—! Well, I’m in no position to be picky about cold rice or hot rice right now.’
Sighing, he focused vitality at his fingertips and began treating the deep internal damage, restoring their bodies. His hands roamed without restraint over their rather voluptuous hips and breasts, absorbing large amounts of vitality from them. Anyone watching might have mistaken it for forced violation, but in truth he was simultaneously healing both his own body and their critical injuries using the Origin’s Sun and Moon.
‘I attacked them assuming they were Intermediate Main Gods and drove them to the brink of death, but now that I look inside, their internal durability is only at the level of ordinary Main Gods.’
If he hadn’t healed them immediately, they would have died. Their bodies were impossibly soft and radiated a fresh, youthful charm, but that was beside the point. Killing two goddesses who still maintained the ‘Good’ alignment would have drawn protests from the Main Divine Realm and shaved away his Karma. It was astonishing that Spirit Realm Main Goddesses—who had essentially ruined both the Divine Realm and entire planets—had somehow kept their Karma in the ‘Good’ range.
‘This is the worst possible state—a clumsy half-god, half-demon condition. On the outside they look like Main Gods, but inside, demonic power is running rampant and clashing with divine power. In this state they shouldn’t even be able to use half of their authority, yet they burned my armor and threatened me? If the two of them had attacked me together in their full demon form, I would have died.’
His cold analysis revealed that in the past, these two goddesses had been among the highest-ranking Demon Gods—upper echelon even among the highest. They possessed authority and purity of demonic power worthy of Demon King candidates. Yet after being forcibly converted into the divine race, everything had broken down and they had fallen to the highest god tier. Even so, they were still this strong.
‘Even in this state, if the two of them linked their divine power in series, even a Highest Main God would be in danger.’
The black lightning goddess, who had taken additional damage meant for the flame goddess and completely lost consciousness, also showed no shame in wielding the authority of a highest-ranking Demon God. Especially the flame goddess—her authority was nearly at the Demon King level.
‘Why would such powerhouses willingly turn into Main Gods and then seduce the highest-ranking gods in the Spirit Realm Waiting Area to steal their divine power? A conversion to the divine race at this level should have been impossible unless they themselves desired it. They were high-ranking Demon Gods.’
As he ran his hands over every inch of their bodies to examine their condition, an absurd reaction came back.
“Aah! Stop it—! What the hell are you doing, you Main God—! You pervert—! Let go—! I said let go—!”
Even while calling the Dimensional Lord a pervert, the black lightning goddess—her body on the verge of death, limbs shattered, and pinned beneath the flame goddess so she couldn’t even move—tried to activate her authority again in resistance. Absurdly, she seemed to think he was trying to violate her.
‘I save her a little and this is what I get. Do I really look like the kind of person who would forcibly rape such green, unripe things? Most goddesses at the Highest Main God level willingly seek divine power exchange. Why would I need to force anyone? Some unique sexual preference? A sense of conquest? How could any Main God who damaged their own honor or created weaknesses maintain a high position? The higher one climbs, the more strictly they manage themselves. There are so many goddesses who would come willingly if I simply reached out my hand. Why would I bother forcing it?’
If this goddess had thought about her situation for even a moment, she would have realized what was happening. Yet she was acting childishly. He was literally pouring vitality into her right now, or she would die.
‘Frankly, even if I were to violate her right now, could she stop me? So why is she provoking me with that tone? Shouldn’t she be speaking sweetly to improve the situation?’
The Dimensional Lord was struggling to save even these Main Goddesses for the sake of the Divine Realm’s development, yet these immature brats were insulting a superior who held their lives in his hands. It was insane.
‘I’d like to meet their parents—the Demon Kings—who educated them in family values and kingship studies.’
He could no longer contain his contempt. So he simply slapped the black lightning goddess’s plump buttocks, which had been wriggling beneath his palm as she struggled.
Smack—!
“Kyaaak—!”
“Who’s the pervert? How dare you—! I’m helping you so you don’t die, even though I don’t particularly like you—! Is there any insane Demon God who gives vitality while raping someone? Where do you get off spouting such nonsense? You dare insult a superior Main God? What price are you willing to pay?”
“B-but… there must be other ways to heal…”
“Still—! Do you really think you’re in any position to be picky right now? Having lost, the two of you are now criminal suspects for collective divine power theft through companion contracts. And you’re going to be selective about how you receive help? Who would help such an ungrateful wretch? What kind of spoiled princess are you? You won’t accept salvation unless it’s from a handsome prince? Fine. Go ahead and wait. Let’s see who comes to save you.”
Listening to her, she was clearly a princess straight out of a dream who had no grasp of reality. So he continued spanking her until she woke up from that dream.
Smack—! Smack—! Slap—!
“Kyaak—! Kyaaaaaaaak—! How dare you—! Kyaaak—!”
Seeing these girls who had preached morality and splendor even on the battlefield, he had truly wanted to do this. ‘Their subordinates must have lived in hell.’ The black lightning goddess seemed to be the subordinate, yet she looked utterly exhausted. Even now, seeing her collapsed and unconscious, it was clearly not the first or second time this had happened.
He had already healed them enough that they wouldn’t lose their lives. He could have fixed their broken limbs completely, but their potential was at a chilling level. So he left them as they were and poured in his feelings toward all the spoiled young masters and young ladies he had met in the past—the ones who bragged about their parents and had terrible personalities. He spanked their buttocks thoroughly.
“Huk! Hic!”
“Uuuuugh!”
The arrogant demeanor from earlier had completely vanished. Hearing them sob and scream, the century-old resentment he had accumulated during his mercenary god days felt completely washed away. The other goddess kept trying to activate her flame authority to resist, but every time he cleverly scattered it with the flow of vitality and the impact on her buttocks, she tried again and again before finally giving up and simply weeping.
Even so, he didn’t stop. Only when he continued spanking did an apology finally come. These goddesses really required a lot of effort.
“Huk—! Hic—! I-I’m… sorry.”
“We’re truly sorry.”
“Haaaa—! I am not a pervert.”
“Y-yes! You are not a pervert.”
“We’re sorry for misunderstanding.”
The apology was a bit strange, but he decided to let it slide for now. ‘Thinking too deeply about simple things only gives me a headache.’
He let out a long breath, calmed his mind, and began treating them again. This time he gently stroked the white buttocks that had turned bright red in the perfect shape of his palm. They only trembled slightly now and no longer cursed at him, so it seemed they had finally understood.
‘It would have been a hundred times better if both of them had stayed unconscious. This is truly unbearable.’
Having healed them enough that they wouldn’t die, he moved on to the next step. Repairing their limbs was something to consider carefully. He could not afford to let his guard down against these opponents. One mistake was already more than enough.
As strength flowed into his grip, the mechanical sound of his fused magic and Machine God form rang out, signaling normal operation.
Status: Fully synchronized
Recovery rate: Accelerated
Physical output: Rapidly increasing
As expected, his recovery was fast thanks to the complete integration with his magic and Machine God form, and his physical strength surged rapidly. He lightly grabbed the head of the black lightning goddess.
‘She’s already recovered consciousness and is secretly preparing her authority.’
The flow of divine power was so faint that he would never have noticed if he hadn’t been deceived by these goddesses multiple times before. But now that his wariness toward them was at its peak, he detected it immediately. He tightened his grip on her head and spoke with sincerity.
“If you refuse to accept your rightful defeat and try any more tricks, I will execute you on the spot. No retrial. I am generous enough to forgive one mistake, but there will be no second chance.”
“I… I understand.”
Seeing her answer in a trembling, delicate voice as if she had completely submitted, he finally felt relieved. He had to take them as subordinate Main Gods of his Divine Realm, but because he had let his guard down so absurdly and taken a hit, showing an unsightly sight, they would never obey him properly even if they became his subordinates. That was why he had deliberately chosen this difficult battle—to vent his anger, punish himself for his carelessness, and mentally subdue them once more.
‘Others might call it madness, but once a superior has been looked down upon, controlling subordinates becomes incredibly difficult. Occasional challenges are fine, but those who oppose everything for the sake of opposition and try to do everything their own way become cancerous existences that lead the organization to ruin.’
What felt even worse was that after looking down on their superior, ignoring all interests, they would oppose for the sake of opposition, cause division, destroy everything, and then criticize the superior’s leadership and incompetence. Of course the superior bore some fault—failing to deal with all the subordinates after things reached that point.
‘Such things cannot be allowed in my Divine Realm. That’s why I went through all this trouble to suppress them.’
It seemed the effect had worked. They had become obedient, so it looked like he had roughly achieved his goal for now. He reached out and slid his hand deep between the slightly parted thighs of the black lightning goddess, reaching inward to grasp the head of the flame goddess lying beneath her. He had subdued them, but there was no telling what kind of resistance they might offer next, so he decided to subdue both completely.
Naturally, as his hand quickly slipped between her legs, it brushed against the black pubic hair covering her secret place, and his wrist became fully embedded as her mound pressed tightly against it. Still, though they had lived long, they were still immature goddesses. Their breasts and hips were so small that even one of his hands could cover them. They were beautiful as goddesses, but not particularly seductive. Originally, highest-ranking Demon Gods of this caliber should have possessed bodies that embodied the pinnacle of temptation. It seemed their career change from the Demon Race had completely ruined them.