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Once it spreads throughout Hestia Island, Shiomi can't really say what kind of impact it will have on her companions still on the island, or on the humans on the island.

Unlike the rampage of power, if power is exercised consciously and without restraint... the first thing Shiomi can think of is the consequences her mother Tiamat caused in Uruk.

"Sacrifice...how do you view sacrifice?" Demeter suddenly asked.

“I believe it would be better if there were no sacrifices, but often sacrifices are unavoidable.” Shiomi and Skadi exchanged a glance, and then Shiomi gave her answer.

Along the way, everyone has made sacrifices within their capabilities.

He could not deny these sacrifices; all he could do was acknowledge them and remember them.

“That’s right. You, me, and everything else that has existed so far is built on sacrifice. That’s why we must respect the sacrifices and express our gratitude.” Demeter suddenly lowered her hand and raised her scythe high, ready to strike at any moment. “This is the mindset that a reaper must have.”

"But I won't let him be harvested by you!"

Skadi also raised her wand, sensing Demeter's intention.

When Shiomi suppressed the influence of her power, the Goddess of Fertility was able to raise her scythe.

The spring breeze sweeping across the land arrives with the falling sickle. Skadi loves the spring breeze and the vibrant life of the tender buds sprouting in early spring.

But I couldn't feel any affection for the wind at that moment.

The power of the Ice Goddess manifested here, blocking Demeter's scythe. The reaping force could not advance forward, but instead bypassed Skadi and Shiomi, spreading across the plaza outside the temple.

The soldiers who had stood up earlier stopped moving at that moment, their bodies were then enveloped in green light, and then suddenly disappeared into the surroundings.

Snapped--

Taking advantage of this moment, Shiomi took a big step forward and came to Demeter, reaching out to grasp the blade of the scythe.

The same words rang out simultaneously at that moment.

"My power."

The earth began to tremble, and the temple shook along with it.

The once desolate temple is now sprouting countless tender green shoots from the cracks in the hard limestone floor tiles.

Demeter pushed her scythe forward and then pulled it to the side. The scythe of the goddess of abundance cut open Shiomi's palm, but the blood was drawn back in an instant as the skin broke and spilled out.

For both parties, this level of injury is not even worth worrying about.

Shiomi and Demeter are vying for control of this land.

The victor will control the land and be able to harvest everything it has to his heart's content.

It didn't have to be this complicated originally.

Once Demeter arrives at Hestia, her power over the land will be able to take control of the island, but Shiomi's presence hinders Demeter.

vice versa.

"You are……"

Demeter still appears to be in a state of chaos.

Without a doubt, her views on "sacrifice" were just the instinctive words of this goddess.

"At least it's not your child..."

“Ah…it seems so…” Demeter’s voice was sorrowful and melodious, like a song, “My daughter, Persephone, my beloved child…”

Having said that, Demeter swung her scythe again, its sharp force forcing Shiomi back.

When he tried to step forward again and thrust out the crimson spear in his hand, he was blocked by the dense vines and leaves.

He swung his spear to cut through the vines, only to find the place completely deserted.

"Don't even think about escaping—!"

Skadi's voice rang out, and the extreme frost devoured the newly grown vegetation around them, spreading towards the sky, but it stopped just a short distance from Demeter.

“Your power cannot reach me, just as my power cannot reach you, foreign goddess of ice and snow,” Demeter said, looking at Skadi.

Skadi was speechless at this fact.

Then, Demeter looked at Shiomi, her eyes still filled with sadness: "I never expected to meet such an interesting child here. I underestimated that person's request."

"Are you planning to run away?" Shiomi tried to provoke him.

Demeter did not answer: “Child of Tiamat, you are the only golden ear of rice in the world. We will meet again. Be careful not to be harvested by others before then.”

After she finished speaking, her figure vanished as if melting away, and even if Xijian wanted to give chase, it was too late.

“Golden rice ears…harvesting?” Skadi was stunned, unable to understand what Demeter was saying.

However, the familiar, immense magical energy reaction in the sky prevented tide Jian from contemplating this issue with her.

"Oh no! Because of that goddess, our coordinates have been exposed!"

Artemis's arrow was once again aimed at the earth.

Chapter Twenty-One: The Water Mirror

A second sun shone brightly in the daytime sky.

The Chaldea group, who were retreating into Storm Border, were stunned.

When Olympian soldiers appeared in the island's temple, Sakura and her friends, who were the first to evacuate, informed Storm Border of the situation as they traveled.

Now that Chaldea's presence on this island has been exposed, we should evacuate as soon as possible so that the Olympian gods will once again lose track of Chaldea.

However, Demeter's appearance, coupled with Shiomi and Skadi's forced retreat, was an extremely bad sign.

Having confirmed the location of the Chaldea group, Artemis immediately aimed at Hestia and fired her powerful arrow.

"It's too late! Storm Border can't immediately enter Imaginary Submarine mode. Is there any way—?!"

Romani quickly inspected all aspects of the warship's functions, searching for any possibility that it could withstand Artemis's arrows.

"We are attempting to deploy a barrier magic centered on Storm Border, but its power is limited and cannot compare to the one personally set up by the goddess Skadi... The survival probability is estimated to be only 27%!"

Da Vinci clenched his fists and reported the despairing truth.

Morgan, who was about to board the ship one last time, was now standing on the cliff at the edge of the village, staring straight ahead at the ship that was about to land, which was only a dozen seconds away.

Behind her were the villagers of the island's village.

I had assumed that the Olympian gods would have some reservations because their people lived on the island.

But now it seems that Chaldea's judgment was wrong. To the gods, mortals on earth are nothing more than beings that can be discarded.

There was just one thing that gave Morgan the creeps.

Faced with such imminent destruction, the villagers were not terrified, but instead put down their work one after another.

"Oh! Oh! The light of God! It is the light of God!"

"God has finally turned his attention to us!"

"Ahhh...!"

Regardless of age or gender, their faces were filled with undisguised joy, as if this was not destruction, but divine forgiveness and redemption.

Sure enough, everyone in this Lostbelt is abnormal.

They are completely different from those fickle and easily bored fairies, yet they share a similar abnormal value system on an uncomfortable level.

but--

"Unfortunately, we have no obligation to share in your pleasures of destruction."

Morgan slowly relaxed her clenched fist and opened her arms to the descending light from the sky.

"Water Mirror, deployed on its largest scale."

Her words were calm and confident.

This was originally a grand magic she performed alone when she reigned over Britain as the Winter Queen after the start of the Queen's Calendar, in order to prepare for a possible great calamity.

Send calamities, even major calamities, that occurred during a certain period of the Queen's calendar to the distant Fairy Calendar, preferably to a period in the past when the calamities occurred.

Whether it can be delivered to a specific location is actually difficult to control.

However, in the end, this magic trick never found a use.

The calamities that plagued Britain ended completely in the year 400 of the Queen's calendar; the calamities before that were not so severe that such a response was necessary.

Now, however, it has manifested itself in a place that Morgan never even imagined.

This time, however, there's no need to shift back to the 'past'.

Anyway, the Lostbelt of Atlantis is pretty dull, it's all ocean, so we can just move to a place far enough away.

During the naval battle, Artemis had already demonstrated the power of her arrows.

Morgan calculated the scale and scope required for the water mirror magic to transfer the arrows.

At that moment, she glanced at the location of the sea where the 'Void Cavern' was located.

The Imaginary Tree is also in that sea area.

—Let's move it there.

With a slightly wicked sense of humor, Morgan unleashed his full potential in the water mirror magic trick.

Between the falling arrow of God and the Hestia Island, which was about to be destroyed, a dark blue water mirror expanded, expanded, and expanded again.

It covered more than the entire island of Hestia, obscuring the light of the sky, like dark clouds shrouding the earth.

Seeing that the divine light was blocked, the villagers' ecstasy and joy gradually disappeared, replaced by confusion and bewilderment.

"Why...why...who is it...?"

"Do not deprive us of the opportunity to bask in the glory of God!"

"stop it now!"

The village began to stir, and some of the villagers who had been kneeling on the ground gradually stood up.

"It's on the east side of the village!"

"A witch! It's a witch!"

"Kill her! Stop her blasphemy!"

From bewilderment and confusion, it turned into anger at being deprived of "happiness" and hatred at having one's absolute faith offended.

Some villagers, brandishing weapons, charged toward Morgan, who was performing a great magic trick.

Now she must focus on controlling the water mirror and has no time to deal with the villagers who could have been driven away with a mere flick of her finger.

Even with Shiomi's compensation for the damage, the impact would inevitably cause a flaw in this grand magic.

but……

"I'm sorry, I'm not alone."

Morgan didn't even look at the villagers, and said in a low voice.

Two beams of light, one pure white and one crimson, descended upon the villagers' only path. Amidst the dust and smoke, Scáthach and Artoria, weapons in hand, blocked the villagers' way.

"Back off! If you come any closer, your actions will be considered hostile, and I will not hesitate to take action against innocent civilians!" Scáthach pointed her gun at the angry villagers and shouted sternly.

Artoria leaned on her holy sword, her expression stern: "I don't want to add unnecessary sacrifices, but we will not apologize for what we are doing now. Because this is our fight to survive."

The two men exuded a murderous aura and oppressive power akin to gods, intimidating the villagers and preventing them from approaching any further.

Morgan chuckled inwardly.

"My husband, you don't need to come over." She told Xijian through telepathy.

Shiomi, who was performing a transfer magic trick, heard her voice and stopped the magic trick, which could have been completed in just a few seconds, but even a few seconds was not fast enough for the magic trick at present.

"What do you need me to do?" tide Jian asked in a low voice.

"My magic power is a little insufficient."

"Then count it as mine! The spell was prepared specifically for this purpose!"

After saying that, Shiomi used the magic channel to provide Morgan with her magic power.

The water mirror, rippling with waves, also began to vibrate slightly at this moment.

The light spilled from the edge of the water mirror, but could not reach the land of Hestia.

How long did this process last? Nobody knows.