Village Head's Debauchery - Chapter 1311

Chapter 1311: The Strength Behind The Supreme Leader (2), A battle that cannot be predicted?
“If I still had my vault, each one of you would have received a rare treasure that only a few ancient divines have ever seen.”

The women all felt their hearts warm upon hearing Avarielle’s words.

“Thank you for your kind words, goddess Avarielle…”

“Thank you for your kind words…”

“Thank you for your kind words…” they echoed one after another.

In response, Avarielle smiled craftily.

“What are you thanking me for? Have you forgotten that I will also be a part of this household? With my decision to join, this household is naturally ‘number one’!”

The women were momentarily stunned.

Suddenly, they all burst into laughter.

Avarielle breathed out softly. “It’s a pity that your gifts cannot replicate Zera’s uniqueness.”

The women were only able to create a clone of whichever personality currently possessed the body.

She wasn’t surprised. This was a technique they had used to hide themselves from the Will of the Divine Mysteries. No matter how powerful their gifts had become, it would be difficult for them to replicate Zera’s uniqueness.

It was that clone they had sent out to confront the Vylkr spawn.

“Once again, I admire your confidence, but it won’t be enough.

I don’t think your strength is sufficient to hold it back,” she added.

For the Vylkr spawn to have sensed Ilse’s barrier and broken through it, its strength should be equivalent to a Duke-ranked Spirit Beast.

With their gifts, the women could only hold their own against an Earl-ranked Spirit Beast. They would be too weak against anything stronger, at least, without utilizing the Vylkr energy.

She was uncertain about the chaos that would ensue if they resorted to it.

But when it came to fighting a Vylkr spawn, that consideration no longer applied.

Since being freed from the mirror dimension, she had begun to grasp the laws of the universe. Though the laws remained the same—as long as the universe existed—they were ever-changing and ever-transforming.

Just as the Material Realm kept expanding and correcting the destruction dealt to it, so too did the Spirit Realm expand, but at a much faster rate.

One significant advantage of their shared body was that either of them could sense and use the laws the other had mastered, though the effect wouldn’t be as strong as when used by the one who had mastered it initially.

Still, one of their greatest strengths was their affinity for Vylkr energy.

In truth, Orion’s judgment wasn’t entirely wrong. Apart from Oberon, General Reynold, and the Will of the Twelve Steps, she was one of Paradise’s best counters against the Vylkr entities.

As for the surrounding Spirit Beasts, their goal wasn’t to fight them in the first place.

“You have all been entrusted to my care. Leave everything to me,” Ilse said.

The women’s expressions briefly shifted with worry, but they nodded in understanding.

Below,

J’garin, Iy’yra, the White-Winged Gryphons, and the rest of the Spirit Beasts were initially frightened by the mysterious Spirit Beasts’ arrival after Avarielle and the others disappeared.

J’garin was prepared to step forward and address the Spirit Beasts, but before he could move, he froze, watching as Avarielle and the others, whom he had thought had vanished along with the Vylkr spawn, reappeared.

It only took a moment for them to understand what had transpired.

‘Truly formidable,’ J’garin thought, observing how casually the women spoke among themselves, seemingly ignoring the pressure around them.

‘It seems we don’t need to worry about intervening.’

‘The strength supporting the Supreme Leader is truly something extraordinary.’

Iy’yra and the others felt the same.

They realized that the atmosphere was much lighter than before.

….….

Within a particular room on the island, Viscount Layrin and Thri’el observed the scene with trembling emotions in their heart.

They were imprisoned here to continue viewing the situation on the battlefield. As such, they were surprised by the emergence of the Vylkr spawn—a being neither of them had heard of nor seen before.

Despite this, the captures still stood firm before such a formidable being and even handled the situation perfectly.

They were no longer sure that this ‘Paradise’ was a force that the Celestial Spirit Court could handle on their own without involving the other Spirit Beast Coalition.

They could only hope that, regardless, their lives would be spared.

….

At a distance from the White Winged Gryphon Territorial home, a woman dressed in a black robe adorned with grey embellishments, with two white furry ears protruding from either side of her head and a tail extending from the centre behind her waist, narrowed her eyes at the unfolding scene in the sky.

“They are much more capable than I imagined,” she muttered, staring at the clones they had cast to surround the floating island.

However, she sensed that it had been done with the help of a strange technique because these clones were far different from other divine beings she had encountered.

They carried a unique aura that would make the surrounding mysterious Spirit Beasts hesitate to approach them.

“Was this the reason you stopped me from going?” she said, glancing at a black cat with round orange spots on its body and an exaggeratedly long, pointy crown on its head.

“Maybe,” the cat responded.

The woman furrowed her brows in thought. She had expected that she would encounter such a mysterious Spirit Beast on the level of the King-ranked Spirit Beast that had emerged during her search.

It only increased her desire to uncover what was so special about this territory.

“Who do you think is going to emerge victorious?” she asked, her tone filled with curiosity.

“I don’t know. They are all anomalies. This isn’t the kind of battle that can be predicted. That’s why I asked you not to interfere so we can witness the results ourselves,” the cat responded.

The woman took a deep breath.

A battle that cannot be predicted? She couldn’t see into the future, but she possessed a few techniques at her disposal that could accomplish it.

However, as long as the opponent could also see the future, they would have to constantly change their plans and confirm them through precognition, ending the discourse before it even began.

In this case, precognition was rendered ineffective.

But since spiritual energy-based techniques are more guarded and protected than those from the Material World, unless they possessed such abilities, only a few within the Spirit Realm had such skills, unlike the divines, who had catalogues of them.

They were also ineffective against stronger opponents who could manipulate the Spirit Laws of the Spirit Realm or the Laws of the Material Realm.

A few of them could sense when someone was watching them.

Others could outright block them.

She decided to give it a try. Spiritual energy gathered in her silver vertical slits, turning them blue as she activated the technique. Then, she gazed at the unfolding scene once more.

She saw nothing—only darkness. She deactivated her technique.

Glancing at the cat, she saw that it was staring at her with a smirk, revealing the sides of its fangs.

“Now that you have uncovered it yourself, let’s watch everything unfold without interfering. I’m also curious to see how they will emerge victorious,” the cat said, refocusing on the scene.

They both watched in curiosity as one of them ascended towards the mysterious Spirit Beasts.

…

Above the floating island, Avarielle’s figure floated high above, her short golden hair billowing in the unseen winds.

Some of the Spirit Beasts transformed into their true Spirit Beast forms, blotting out the misty sky. Others remained in their humanoid forms. Each exuded a formidable spiritual pressure as they refocused their gaze on her as she emerged.

Her voice, carried by divine power, reverberated across the surroundings. “I am Avarielle, a goddess of Paradise. It was by our hands that the 1112th Division of the Celestial Spirit Court was annihilated. If any among you have come seeking revenge, step forward now. Let us settle it without delay.”

Silence stretched across the surroundings. Not a single Spirit Beast spoke or moved forward.

Avarielle nodded with a smile across her face.

“Since none have stepped forward, I take it there are no debts to be claimed. Then, let us proceed,” she said. “We are also the ones responsible for drawing the attention of a King-ranked Spirit Beast that has cast its gaze across this territory.”

Before her words could settle, countless voices erupted from every direction.

“That is what I am here for,” growled a massive boar Spirit Beast covered in plates of brownstone. His tusks gleamed with a brown hue.

“Speak! Do not withhold such critical knowledge!” hissed a serpentine beast with green scales and eyes, her coils rippling through the air like rivers of green flame.

“I halted my extensive research on the Spirit Law of Poison and crossed vast regions to be here after grasping this information. You better not stir our wrath and give us what we are here for,” said a man with purple skin, his antlers covered with poisonous flowers, dressed in a white robe embroidered with purple branches.