Village Head's Debauchery - Chapter 1335

Chapter 1335: Aerialia’s Reborn
Naturally, Orion understood.

In the past, he would have needed to choose between one duty and another before finding time for his wives.

The only way he’d been able to spend time with his children was by creating numerous divine clones using his wives’ gifts—clones that could share feedback about the day’s experiences.

But now, he could manifest himself in many places at once. He wouldn’t hesitate to spend personal time with each of his wives while still handling the critical matters of their cosmic structure.

In that instant, numerous manifestations stepped out from Orion, each one halting before a member of the household.

They vanished one by one, each lost in their own worlds.

Until none remained.

Another Orion stepped out and vanished from all senses, heading in a specific direction.

“Let’s return so we can begin the meeting,” Orion said, glancing at General Reynold, Oberon, Ilse and Margona.

It was time to commence their meeting.

They nodded.

Instantly, they vanished.

The bizarre Will of the Divine Mysteries gazed into the cosmic space, briefly pondering.

“I don’t have the processing capabilities for this… I’ll just have to be patient and hope for the best,” it muttered before disappearing.

Silence returned to the vast cosmic expanse.

…

Orion appeared inside a building on an island in a world filled entirely with water.

Aurora was seated before a golden pool, where a divine embryonic seed floated on the surface.

She was slightly surprised by a familiar presence now standing beside her. She rose to her feet and threw herself into his arms.

Orion caught her.

They briefly exchanged a wet kiss before pulling back.

“Are you…” Aurora began, hesitating mid-sentence.

Orion nodded. “I’ve ascended.”

Aurora’s smile widened with joy.

“I came here to help her complete this,” Orion said, shifting his attention to the divine embryonic seed.

He had been wondering why Aerialia’s revival had taken so long; by all accounts, it should have been completed within five months.

After his ascension, he realised what had happened. He hadn’t expected Aerialia to go as far as fusing with the Vylkr energy to harness its power. Fortunately, all of it had been transformed into Iyria energy, which was far more potent.

How could a curse be more potent than a blessing?

He had come to hasten the process. From what he could sense, Aerialia’s rebirth was complete—she had been merely delayed by the remnants of Vylkr energy.

“Will it cause any issues?” Aurora asked, concerned whether this would affect Orion or her mother.

Orion shook his head. “It won’t.” His gaze lingered on the golden pool.

He hadn’t known what it was before, but now he understood it was a complex formula with potent healing properties, both physical and spiritual, effective even on divine beings.

It also served as a cloaking mechanism, completely sealing off a divine signature from the outside world. Additionally, it could act as a valuable alchemical ingredient and tool across many fields.

Aurora sighed in relief. She nodded and stepped down from Orion, then walked behind him.

Orion attempted to peer into Aerialia’s fate within the divine embryonic seed, but it was just as distorted as Ilse’s and the others’.

He couldn’t see a thing.

He wondered if the ancient gods had truly discovered a method to block their fates from perception. Or was their obscured fate simply a result of their origin?

It was highly unlikely that other divine beings would encounter experiences similar to General Reynold or Oberon unless they had lived long enough.

After all, the current threats were the Naka, the hidden figures pulling strings behind the scenes, and the transcendent Spirit Beasts, whose fates he wasn’t sure could be seen at all.

His mind processed these conclusions in an instant. Yet, he hadn’t fully delved into the depths of their cosmic structure, starting with the Material Cosmic Tree.

Still, it wasn’t something that surprised him.

If the Cosmic Tree required a Mysteries to govern its vast framework, then understanding its full scope in a single moment was simply impossible.

His anomalous nature was still suppressed, and he remained unsure how drastic the difference would be if he fully released it. For now, he decided to listen to Iyriath Zi’ria’s advice and keep it restrained, at least until the discomfort faded.

Suddenly, the White Flame ignited, blazing more fiercely than ever.

The divine embryonic seed morphed, becoming clearer within the heart of the blazing White Flame.

Orion didn’t know how powerful the Law of Creation or Rebirth might be in the hands of a true god who had fully mastered it. But even with his current capabilities, he could achieve the results he desired.

With his ascension, the nature of his Divine Archetype had transformed. It was no longer a corrupted remnant of General Reynold’s essence, the Divine Mysteries, and a failed ascension tainted by the Vylkr energy.

Now, it had become a flame that cleansed all impurities and reforged existence into something greater. It had become a miracle that forged paths where none existed.

With his Divine Archetype, he could finally help Brane, Zara, and the others ascend into divinity and perhaps even true godhood.

Like him, they wouldn’t need to master a law to completion and undergo transformation.

Instead, they would build their ascension on the foundation of their gifts.

He was especially eager to see Zara’s gift develop. She possessed the ability to see into the future, a power closely related to perceiving fate. This ability had the potential to challenge Naka’s gift, which could read the probabilities of anything and adjust them at will.

But he didn’t have much hope; 7,000 years was more than enough time for Naka to become even more terrifying than he had been in the past.

He could only hope that they could endure the cleansing of the White Flames. After all, he had only survived it with Iyriath Zi’ria’s help.

Nonetheless, he still possessed the Morphic Puppet, which could no longer be called a Vylkr Armour but rather an Iyria Armour—an armour forged from pure Iyria energy.

When he activated the Ninth Maw, he realised he was also assimilating many of the laws that Nyzzorrak had grasped before his death. Some of them were corrupted laws that survived the armour’s reforging and were now cleansed and stored within it, thanks to Iyriath Zi’ria’s aid during his ascension.

Yes, he could still utilise the traits of the Vylkr energy, but rather than its destructive, immediate devouring of targets, he could now absorb and assimilate it.

Since the evolving nature of Vylkr energy was tied to what it devoured, not much had changed. Moreover, the Iyria energy now blended with his primordial energy, empowering him to even greater power.

Orion’s current abilities could only be described as unfathomable.

Soon, the protective membrane of the divine embryonic seed began to solidify, making it difficult for anyone except Orion to perceive what was transpiring.

Gradually, the blazing White Flames began to die down.

At that moment, the embryonic seed glowed a crimson hue as deep as blood, shrouded with a creamy white light.

Then, cracks slowly began to form on the shell.

Orion sensed Aurora reacting intensely to Aerialia’s power.

Though Aurora was forging her own path, her essence still resonated deeply with Aerialia’s essence.

The reason only Ilse could use the vault was due to an oath sworn upon her identity after a mysterious divine clone war, where gods attempted to recreate themselves to bolster their forces, known only to a few.

Because of this, she was bound to the identity of ‘Ilse’ unless she chose to forge a new one like Avareille had.

Orion knew other gods had taken similar precautions to prevent such catastrophes. But Aerialia, who had always embraced change, adapting her identity to suit her present self, might forge a new path forward.

However, he would only know once she emerged.

The cracks on the divine embryonic seed deepened and began to fall apart.

With Aurora’s resonance intensifying the power within, the energy surged as one, amplifying the transformation.

Katchah!!

The seed plunged into the golden pool and shattered.

Aerialia emerged, her wings unfurling wide—both were deep crimson and shrouded in a bright, creamy white light—as she sank into the glowing pool.

At that moment, Orion halted his action.

The rest was up to her; she only needed to awaken.

Ten minutes later…

WOOSHH!!

Aerialia burst through the golden pool’s thick surface and hovered above it. Her eyes widened in surprise as she looked at her transformed body and wings.

Her gaze turned toward Aurora, but just as she opened her mouth to speak, her eyes landed on Orion.

She froze.

She tried to speak again, but her voice was caught in her throat. Her eyes widened outrageously as though they might tear from their sockets.

Finally, she gasped, “True god.” Instantly, her aura surged.

A crimson blade emerged from the crimson radiance that surrounded her. She clenched it and flew forward.

“YOU VERMIN! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY HUSBAND?” She screamed, appearing before Orion in an instant and swinging her sword down downward.

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Chapter 1330 was corrected. “Orion couldn’t help but wonder if it was because his anomalous nature was suppressed that he couldn’t perceive the fates of other Anomalies.

If that was the case, what would happen if he realised his anomalous nature?”

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