The Cyber Goddess's Betrayal

The Spirit Realm war left the Dimensional Lord unable to hide the chill that gripped his heart. It wasn't from incomprehensible joy, but from the humiliating fact that his own dimensional territory had been so easily breached. If what had been thrown at me wasn't this Cyber Goddess but some hostile divine weapon or war god, it would have been truly dangerous.

The authority of dimensions was fundamentally based on the magic he had granted. Under no circumstances could even a Creator God easily interfere when he was in full power release, activating an 11th Circle spell. And while the predecessor had been nothing but static and noise, this special-class administrator appeared as vivid as if she were standing right there in the flesh.

Considering that the Cyber Realm exists on the Cyber Planet at the center of all the major universes in the Absolute Realm, and manages all control from there, this level of capability is simply astonishing.

For the Dimensional Lord, whose video and image processing capabilities barely reached the stellar system level, this was an utterly impossible domain. Of course, even with the support of the Cyber Realm's authority, the predecessor's shoddy performance made it clear how exceptional this was. The mere fact that she could freely manipulate the past without any repercussions proved that her abilities and authorities as a Cyber God were beyond comparison.

As expected, she's no pushover. Compared to the predecessor, her methods are bold and completely unrestrained. To think she'd throw the Cyber Goddess at me just to stop me from correcting the past? Isn't that a bit too extreme? Wait... the predecessor? This Cyber Goddess...

Her desperate struggles and screams felt eerily familiar. Despite possessing divinity close to that of a Creator Candidate, she could offer no resistance and could only flail helplessly.

Now I'm certain. That body shape and those screams... It's definitely the Cyber God who used to manage me in the past.

He had sworn countless times that if he ever met her again, he would kill her without fail. And now she was in his grasp. Life really did have its lucky moments. A wide, genuine smile spread across his face of its own accord.

"So this is why I was so excited. Has the long-awaited moment of revenge finally arrived? I'm almost honored. To think you'd come visit me in person like this? But you've got some nerve. You don't seriously think I won't lay a hand on you just because you're a Cyber God, do you? Hmm?"

He continued coldly, "First, let's burn away that arrogant body of yours without leaving a trace, then we'll have a nice long chat about the past while you're in your Spirit God state."

Fwoosh! Solar divine power flickered to life in his left hand—the one not gripping her throat. The spell from earlier had been canceled, but he had stored it safely within his dimensional space.

After all the investment and effort I poured into creating this spell, should I really use it only once and throw it away?

To outsiders, it might look simple and wondrous for a mage to cast a spell on the battlefield, but its power was entirely dependent on preparation and resources. Two hundred planets, they say. But selecting massive planets that could be turned into suns nearly drained my dimensional authority dry. I thought I was going to pass out.

Using it once and discarding it would require repeating that insane preparation all over again. That was why, the moment the spell ended, he had immediately stored it in his dimensional space. The bigger problem was that leaving a hundred suns unattended would destroy any stellar system, so this was absolutely necessary. If left alone, it would endanger the local universe itself, and he would instantly be branded a Destruction God.

Fwoooosh—! Following his hand, rings of the sun blazed with pure white light, compressing into a small orb that gathered in his palm.

If this hits, anything below a Creator God will be reduced to ash.

Naturally, the Cyber Goddess trembling before the blazing white sun held in front of her face felt the same way.

I never thought a day like this would come. I'm so glad I survived.

The words flowed out naturally, laced with playful glee. "Why did you do that back then? I just got a little irritated and asked you to explain properly, and you threw me straight into the Substitute Gods' battlefield instead of the mercenary god's? Wasn't that too much? I really thought I was going to die, you know? Oh, great Administrator? Killing you with the God Destruction Cannon would be nice, but burning you at the stake seems far more painful, doesn't it? Urgh—!"

Slice—! Pain flared in his neck again. No, blood was gushing out. It couldn't penetrate the bio-armor that had previously ignored everything, even his highest-level divine attacks, but it was still wounding him.

I can't even begin to guess what kind of authority this is. And the wound keeps splitting open, blood flowing nonstop. This is dangerous.

No matter how infinitely he could heal, if he didn't have the leeway to activate his spells, he would eventually be done for.

Slash! Slash! Now attacks were raining down on his entire body without restraint, and he was helpless to stop them. Even when he raised dimensional barriers, they bypassed them because they were contracted to him.

"These bastards—! I'll burn you all again..."

Whoosh—! The Dimensional Lord's solar rings scattered lightly. No, it would be more accurate to say that water-attribute divine power had flooded the entire area. It was interfering with his spellcasting, and he didn't have the capacity to analyze and shatter it.

Suddenly, a rain of arrows poured down from the sky.

"Divine Wolf Moon God Artemis—! The infinite arrows of god-slaying? You're trying to block my spell incantation?"

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kang—! He barely managed to block the arrow rain using dimensional authority activated in haste. While it wasn't particularly damaging since its purpose was to drain his magic power and disrupt his spellcasting, the consumption was extreme.

In the air above the now-recovered wolf god's head, she stood like a noble moon, endlessly drawing her bowstring.

Proving she is the goddess of the moon itself, she endlessly drains my divine power and prevents me from completing my spell incantation. At this point, 10th Circle spells absolutely cannot stop them.

Having experienced it firsthand, her attack power alone surpassed that of an Upper Main God.

The greatest 10th Circle defensive magic that reflects all attacks is also based on my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠dimensional authority. If I cast it on the Spirit Gods of the Otherworld who have contracted with me and share some of that authority, the odds of it backfiring are extremely high.

If he activated an 11th Circle spell again now, he had no idea what kind of interference would come. So he called upon the Main Gods of the Giant Tribe and the Spirit Main Gods in the vicinity.

"Capture them—! No, stop them!"

Why should the Dimensional Lord have to fight these formidable opponents who had learned a fair amount of his dimensional authority and even shared in his power?

If I just broke the contracts, they wouldn't even be worth a single punch, but right now that's absolutely not an option.

He could see the Spirit Gods who had received the Dimensional Lord's command approaching. If he could just extract himself from this chaotic battlefield, they would handle the rest.

Above all, don't I have a debt to settle with this Cyber Goddess?

But of course, things never went as planned.

Shaaaaaaa—! Suddenly, rain began to fall. Goosebumps erupted across his entire body. It was a painfully familiar water divine power. And he heard something like a whip drawing a circle in the air, followed by water droplets spreading out in perfect circles through the sky.

Huk—! She's really using even that?

It was the Rain of Pregnancy belonging to the Second Generation God Emperor, Nuwa. Even a single drop would force pregnancy upon any target—human, god, or spirit—without distinction.

As far as I know, it's the most vicious authority in existence. She abused it so badly that she lost her physical body and was exiled here as a Spirit God, yet she still hasn't come to her senses.

Papapa—! He blocked the circular spray of water droplets using every ounce of his water authority and dimensional power combined, then ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠roared.

"God damn it—! The Rain of Pregnancy? Have you lost your mind? You're using that in the Spirit Realm Waiting Area where countless Spirit Gods are gathered? Are you willing to become an unforgivable criminal the moment victims appear? And you're using it on me, your contractor? Are you seriously trying to go all the way with this? Ugaaaah! Kyaaaaaaa—!"

The Spirit God Kings who recognized the authority of the Rain of Pregnancy screamed and fled backward. Their cries caused the other Giant Tribe Main Gods, Spirit Gods, and even the recently recovered Lokina to hurriedly retreat. Whether they were Main Gods of the Divine Realm or anything else, the terror of becoming pregnant against their will had driven them all insane.

A wave of futility washed over him.

As expected, there's nothing in this world I can trust—! In the end, it's just me alone.

Grind—! But he had endured it in the past as well. He would subdue them all this time too.

The Dimensional Lord ground his teeth, his mind once again filled with memories of the past.

They've grown stronger as I've grown stronger. Moreover, they've revived their even more powerful bodies and fully resurrected, so the difficulty has risen compared to before. And the biggest headache of all is that they're working together.

Back then, each of them had rampaged individually, so it hadn't been too much of a problem. But this was ridiculous.

They must have caused so much chaos together in the Spirit Realm that their coordination is now on par with the High Elf Queens.

In the past, facing multiple High Elf Queens at once had been incredibly difficult because they poured out continuous attacks without giving him any chance to activate high-circle spells. These women were no different.

But the biggest problem was that their combined attacks utilized attribute synergy.

The ones launching the attacks are Enlil, Artemis, and Nuwa, but because of the synergistic effects of the five major attributes, their power is rising dramatically.

Originally created to implement world creation through a loophole, their divine powers and authorities had been linked together. Now they were casually amplifying their power by an entire stage.

They used to be around Intermediate Main God level, but their authorities are so strong that they display the power of Upper Main Gods.

On top of that, with the protection of the weak through Karma and the combination of the five major attributes, they were displaying abilities beyond even the highest Main Gods.

Should I be impressed that they're the goddesses who couldn't be handled in the Otherworld and were forcibly exiled to the Spirit Realm to halt their development? I don't have time for that right now.

Medeia's Betrayal Selection seemed to have finished analyzing the defensive barrier created by combining his dimensional authority and magic, as it was beginning to corrode and let water droplets seep through. Even the Dimensional Lord broke into a cold sweat at the sight.

Are they telling me to run away? They're not attacking from the rear, but if I retreat now, I'll regret it for the rest of my life. A weak Main God of the Divine Realm who ran from his own contracted Spirit Gods would be a disgrace to the Main Divine Realm. Given that I'm already looked down upon for being from the Middle World, I'd be mocked for eternity.

Only overwhelming power, authority, and an extremely advanced Divine Realm could guarantee ascension to Creator God. In that process, no mistakes were tolerated. If he couldn't endure this and ran away, his position in the Main Divine Realm would be finished. He would have to give up on ever becoming its pride forever.

There's no choice now. Whether it's incomplete, untested, or whatever, I'll end this. It's you die, I live.

In the end, ignoring all future consequences, he activated Unique Struggle.

The battlefield where he had first been deployed as a mercenary god without receiving any proper explanation was what humans would call hell. Gods struck directly by the Substitute Gods' God Destruction Cannons had their divine power erased and were annihilated in droves. The contracted higher-ranking demon gods had gone completely berserk. Caught in the aftermath of authorities and power that didn't distinguish between ally and enemy, he—who was experiencing a battle between gods for the first time—had been torn apart miserably, fleeing desperately to survive.

After being warned by the Main God of the Divine Realm for an insincere fighting stance and contract violation, he was forcibly sent to the frontlines. There, fighting the Substitute Gods, he had painfully realized his own powerlessness. To him, who had been arrogant after reaching Main God-level divine power in his universe, this major universe had taught him just how vast, powerful, and cruel it was to the weak. During that desperate struggle, all reason and emotion had flown away as he obtained this authority.

When he came to his senses after the battle ended, the Main God of the Divine Realm had fortunately won. He himself had lost one arm and one leg.

Unknowingly, he had developed an enhanced authority for survival and manifested magic. No one knew that fact, of course.

Now that things have come to this, only one of us can remain alive. Unless someone steps in to stop it.

But just as he was about to completely switch his consciousness over to Unique Struggle, the Cyber Goddess held in his hand sent him a mental transmission. It seemed she had been caught in the aftermath of the battle and suffered considerable injuries, allowing her to send only her will.

Several arrows of divine-killing power had struck her, splitting her skin in various places to reveal bone. But to be rendered speechless from just that much showed a lack of tenacity. And the will being transmitted carried a painfully familiar wavelength. It really was the former administrator.

'After becoming the Dimensional Lord, please summon all the additional contracted divine beasts you have acquired. Only those who originated from the same Otherworld and contracted with you can suppress them.'

'What trick are you trying to pull now? They cannot possibly withstand my maximum output maximized by Unique Struggle.'

'Medeia has prepared countermeasures against Unique Struggle. Her attribute is darkness, which is extremely rare among the gods of light. She can nullify divine power and, as magic, freely deceive the laws themselves. She is currently amplifying her own divine power to the maximum. So the moment you lose your reason and try to push through with brute force, she will immediately target your weakness. You cannot win against them through rampage. No, that is exactly what they are hoping for right now. From the beginning, they have been aiming for you as an infinite source of vitality and divine power. They plan to neutralize and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠capture you if possible—since you possess the Sun and Moon of Origin—and take you to the Otherworld.'

'......'

A chill ran down his spine. But it was entirely possible. Honestly, he had had the chance to hide and escape, yet he had charged in until the end.

'I've prepared an escape route behind us, but those women are definitely not the merciful type. Infinite authority is proof of being above a Creator God, and the ability to recover both divine power and vitality simultaneously is, as far as I know, something only I possess.'

The Dimensional Lord himself would never have imagined it without the magic granted by her and the Sun and Moon of Origin. Above all, giving up the driving force that had made them this strong was impossible given their personalities and their isolated situation.

'If I don't go to the Otherworld and stay here, their supply of vitality will be cut off. They won't be able to recklessly use their authorities or grow stronger like this.'

Unless they plundered planets like the demon gods, they had no way to replenish the divine power and vitality they had consumed so recklessly. However, if gods of light did such a thing, Creator Gods and above would likely intervene, making it impossible.

'But will summoning the divine beasts really solve this? Won't trusting her again just make things worse?'

Having been screwed over by the Cyber God so many times, his suspicion was endless. Another desperate will reached him.

'If you die, I die too. I received the order as a Common Destiny entity. So please, trust me.'

'Can't a Cyber God avoid the consequences by manipulating the past and the contract? Isn't that your specialty? I'd rather take the risk than trust you. Just bring me any contract and I'll handle it somehow with my power. Isn't that the relationship between you and me? Just stay inside that screen like always and laugh at my desperate struggle—!'

In the end, he handed all his will over to Unique Struggle.

Kwa-woooooong—! Rings of divine power howled. Magic power went berserk. His entire body transformed into pure struggle as normal consciousness vanished, leaving only endless killing intent and fighting spirit.

Now come and try to capture me. But at the very least, you must be prepared to perish together.

Yet at that moment, a tearful cry and will flooded into his ears.

"******—! I'm here now too! This isn't the safe place outside the screen anymore! I really didn't know that my contractors were fighting while enduring such pain! I just thought they were being dramatic and lazy, but I had no idea it was this miserable and painful. I didn't know the real world was this hard! I'm so sorry—! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Completely unrelated to the Cyber Goddess's apology, the Dimensional Lord's divine power rose to unprecedented heights, tearing through space countless times.

Uuuuuuuung—! As if it had been waiting for this moment, dark divine power suddenly exploded from the front. It absorbed the explosively spreading divine power and surged forward like a massive tidal wave.

And that tidal wave of darkness swallowed both the Dimensional Lord's Creator Candidate form and the Cyber Goddess.

A brief silence fell. Then, within the tidal wave, a tremendous roar and divine power erupted. The momentarily halted tidal wave of darkness grew even larger and swept over them again.

A sphere of darkness that had absorbed the now-silent pair appeared on the ground.

Artemis, who had been endlessly firing arrows to disrupt his incantations, lowered her bow and set it down as she watched.

"Capture successful."

"We finally got him! His divine power and authority had grown so strong that I was worried, but we caught him in the end."

Even Enlil revealed herself, unable to wipe the smile from her face.

Now we can return to the Otherworld without worrying about vitality and divine power and carry out our revenge.

Swooooosh! The wolf god returned to its original size of about a hundred meters. From its forehead, Nuwa appeared in human form. The expression on her face as she used the Rain of Pregnancy to block the other Main Gods' approach never quite lost its discomfort.

"Did we really have to do it this forcibly? In a way, he's our benefactor, isn't he? Couldn't we have talked it out nicely?"

"Ohohohohohohohot—! Isn't that why we're packaging him up so nicely and escorting him? In the Otherworld, he won't be under that control, so it will be good for him too."

From atop the sphere of darkness, Amaterasu, the Sun Goddess, who had been waiting for the critical moment when the Dimensional Lord resisted the dark authority to escape and was preparing a fatal blow, let out her characteristic high-pitched laugh.

Knowing her contractor's impatient and emotional personality well, the plan to provoke him into a rampage, induce him to release his dimensional authority, and capture him had succeeded beautifully.

I was worried when the Giant Tribe and Spirit Main Gods suddenly intervened, but we caught him in the end.

A thoroughly satisfied smile appeared on Medeia's face beside the sphere of darkness. She had not yet released her combat stance and was still raising her divine power, but the smile vanished as she spoke.

"What's going on? Everything went according to your plan. We distorted the contractor's contract to hide our existence and plans, caught him alive without killing him, so what could be the problem?"

It can't be guilt, can it? Or are you dissatisfied with the distribution? We'll definitely hand over the body to you, but we can't yield on the vitality ratio.

"That's not it. The contractor's final attack wasn't a direct strike but summoning magic. What exactly did he summon against us? Did such an entity even exist?"

Gooooooo—! Before Medeia could even finish speaking, ancient and majestic enormous voices rang out from the air. Divine power that even they could not ignore poured down from directly above.

"We greet you, husband. And..."

The movements of the Otherworld Spirit Gods froze completely. These divine power waves were impossible to forget. They belonged to the divine beasts who had destroyed their physical bodies, captured them, and handed them over to the Spirit Realm.

The divine beasts maintained and coordinated order in the Otherworld. They had been planning to rush over for revenge first, but the targets had come out on their own. Moreover, they immediately began rubbing salt in the wound.

"Why don't the concubines over there greet their legal wives? If you intend to violate the proper order of seniority, we will personally administer punishment to correct it."

"How dare those things call us concubines—!"

"The divine beasts of the Otherworld formed a summoning contract? That's impossible—!"

The moment they heard themselves—Main Gods of the Otherworld—being called 'concubines,' combined with the old grudge from when they had been captured, they resolved that they would never let these beings off easily.