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“That’s not an ordinary robot. It’s a robot created by the gods, an executor of the will of the Olympian gods.” tide Jian smiled. “It’s not surprising that it can be a little clever.”

“Yes, if it were that simple—” Morgan said, then suddenly paused.

"See that? This big guy has more than just that one clever trick up its sleeve." Shio had obviously noticed it first.

The almost completely melted and damaged outer armor is being restored in seconds at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's clearly a machine, yet it's healing its 'injuries' like a human?" Scáthach smirked. "Could it be Krionomia?"

Shio squinted: "There's no mistake. And it's not the kind of generic stuff you can find in those temples of Atlantis..."

The Olympian gods were originally mechanical gods with different functions, and the machines they created were naturally endowed with the necessary Cllonomias.

Originating from the existing gods, those divine nanomachines are capable of repairing everything at a speed that surpasses pan-human history and Chaldean technology.

Not only life, but even cold machinery can be repaired.

“Regenerative function…if we ignore the fact that the giant is a machine.” Morgan said, glancing at Shiomi.

tide Jian looked at her and nodded: "I can feel it, she's here."

Demeter, the goddess of abundance, who clashed with Chaldea twice in Atlantis, did not reappear.

It slowly emerged from the smoke and landed on the shoulder of the bronze giant.

However, unlike any other time, she appeared unusually silent this time, with only a cold indifference in her eyes as if she were looking down upon all things in the world.

No longer a gentle and loving mother, but a harsh and strict mother who would punish any disobedient "son of man".

"Long time no see... but not that long, is it?" tide Jian looked at the other person. "You don't seem to have changed much, yet it feels like you've become a different goddess. Goddess with Ink Scar <-7熝琉」［］'＜迩招秫羣≠:忒耳。"

“I have never changed. I am Mother Earth, Goddess of Abundance.” Demeter gazed indifferently at Shiomi. “The gates of Atlantis could not stop you after all. Poseidon, the god of the sea, has already fallen.”

"So if you still cherish your life, please step down, Goddess of Abundance," Shiomi said symbolically.

Everything unfolded exactly as Demeter herself had predicted. After being summoned back to Olympus, Zeus once again altered her logic, completely stripping her of her benevolence and transforming her thought process into a colder, more detached form.

Moreover, Demeter's power was further enhanced, and all three could feel this change without even engaging in combat.

“I will leave the giants to my wife and master to keep them in check, and I will deal with the goddess Demeter.”

Shiomi raised her hand to wipe the chosen gun.

Both he and Demeter were fixed on each other, their gazes locked on one another, each knowing perfectly well who the real target was.

"Is that so? Then let's try to take down the Bronze Giant as quickly as possible, blasting it until it can no longer regenerate—"

Scáthach walked over to Morgan, ready to go.

Chapter Seventy-Three: The Goddess of Abundance Returns

However, as far as the outcome is concerned, if Shiomi fails to defeat Demeter, the bronze giant will continue to regenerate.

In this state, Morgan would need to expend even more magic power to destroy the monster, using her Noble Phantasm with all her might to leave the Bronze Giant no chance to regenerate.

—Unless the Bronze Giant can be restored even if he turns to dust, then that's another story.

"Don't push yourselves too hard," tide Jian advised them.

“My husband should remember what he said.” Morgan shook his head.

The heavy, murky air was torn apart once again.

Two shooting stars, one silver and one emerald green, rose into the sky, swirling, colliding, and entangled in the air...

"...This is not like your expression at all, Demeter."

"Holding the gun down on Demeter's scythe," Shiomi said, frowning.

“Meaningless remarks.” Demeter, though suppressed, showed no displeasure, simply looking indifferently at Shiomi. “New God, come to our side.”

"Oh?"

“The gods do not need to stand with humans. Humans only need to prostrate themselves on the ground, kneel and look up to us,” Demeter said matter-of-factly. “As long as they live in the palm of our hands, they can have eternal prosperity, peace and happiness. All the gods have to do is make all this happen.”

Although it was a rehash of an old topic, Demeter's attitude this time was clearer and more direct, like a spokesperson for the will of Zeus.

Shiomi guessed that after Demeter resonated with his power, the goddess of fertility broke free from his original control, which Zeus judged as an element of unease, thus requiring him to have more control over his sister.

Demeter suddenly raised his hand, sending Shiojian and his gun flying. He spun around in the air a few times before regaining his balance.

"Is this your idea, or Zeus's idea?" Shiomi asked, pointing her gun at Demeter.

“Zeus’s thoughts are the thoughts of us Olympian gods.”

Demeter launched a surprise attack in the blink of an eye, each swing of her scythe carrying the power to reap everything.

Even if it doesn't hit Shiomi, every strike will eventually land in the interstellar city, harvesting skyscrapers like weeds.

“That was a truly merciless attack.” Shio glanced at the destruction of the city, then looked at Demeter.

There was no emotion in those eyes that should have been filled with love; Demeter felt no sorrow for the destruction of the city and the killing of her people.

This is the expected outcome.

The Olympian gods bestowed prosperity upon the interstellar cities, and naturally had the right to reap the rewards.

For the humans in the interstellar city, the thunder and rain of the gods are all supreme blessings. To have one's life taken by the goddess Demeter is nothing but happiness for them, and they will not harbor the slightest resentment.

That's really twisted.

After thinking about all this, tide Jian secretly made an unpleasant assessment in her heart.

He and Demeter fought continuously in the sky. The Earth Goddess's battles were not confined to the earth, and she displayed a power akin to that of a war god.

"It seems—"

Shiomi raised her gun and blocked Demeter's scythe.

"—You've already decided to use your sickle to harvest the world's only golden rice stalk. But I'm sorry, the golden rice stalk has its own ideas and doesn't intend to let you harvest it!"

A flash of light erupted and exploded between Shiomi and Demeter.

"Golden... ears of rice..."

It seemed that Shiomi's words elicited a reaction from Demeter, who paused temporarily as if she had encountered a concept she could not comprehend.

Shio-mi's eyes did not miss this anomaly.

Clearly, Zeus did not have enough power this time to completely tamper with Demeter's logic. Instead, he rewrote it in a rather simple and crude way, causing some things that were originally self-consistent to become contradictory, thus leading to the malfunction.

However, the words Shiomi mentioned only caused a temporary change.

Demeter quickly dismissed the glitch, deeming it utterly useless and ceasing any further analysis. Instead, she viewed Shiomi as an even more dangerous individual.

"Trying to disrupt my logic with words, attempting to make me fall to the ground in such a crude way, new god?" Demeter questioned Shiomi, pointing at her.

"Is that how you see it?" tide Jian raised an eyebrow, then revealed a mocking smile. "Then let's just say that's how it is. Anyway, I don't have anything more to say to you now."

"Since that's the case—"

Demeter accepted this explanation. She raised the scythe in her hand, placed her left hand on the back of the blade, and then transformed into an emerald shooting star once more, heading straight for Shiomi.

More powerful magic than before, and more ruthless attacks.

From the sky to the earth, and from the earth to the sky.

The azure sky gradually became overcast before they even realized it.

Undoubtedly, Zeus was also watching the battle unfold and decided to intervene to help Demeter defeat Shiomi.

Defeat this man whom Kirshtalia calls the "new god".

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Shiomi and Demeter, who were both holding onto the blades of each other's weapons, noticed this.

The wounds left by weapons on each other were quickly healed during this brief respite.

“Your powers are similar to mine, yet not entirely the same,” Demeter said. “It would be a waste to kill a being like you instead of letting you rule humanity alongside us.”

"Managing humanity?" Shiomi stared at Demeter, who was standing close to her. "If you truly consider humanity your children, you should understand that seedlings that cannot withstand storms will never grow into towering trees, nor will they ever be able to say goodbye to their childhood."

“Humans are too young; without the protection of the gods, they will be utterly vulnerable.” Demeter shook her head, rejecting Shiomi’s statement. “Therefore—”

"So, in order to prove himself right, Zeus also intends to intervene in this battle again?" Shio blinked slowly, her Starry Eyes appearing. "Zeus is not the only one who can control lightning."

The change in weather saved Shiomi a step; he didn't need to alter the weather, he only needed to draw upon the magic of the atmosphere and manipulate the lightning in the clouds.

"Ruinous Thunder".

Having broken free from Zeus's will, the lightning, manipulated by Shiomi, descended from the sky and struck Shiomi and Demeter.

This attack, while effective, also served as a stark warning to Demeter's resolve.

"If maintaining this stance still won't allow me to defeat you and fulfill my mission..."

Demeter's magical response suddenly changed, and a sandstorm swept across the city's ashes.

Amidst the sandstorm, a gigantic figure is slowly rising.

The goddess Demeter revealed her true form.

Chapter 74 You are the bountiful star of the self-cultivating (1)

Demeter, the goddess of the earth; Demeter, the goddess of fertility.

Alternatively, it could be called Demeter, an interstellar transport and supply ship.

As its name suggests, this ship can produce an unlimited amount of supplies needed by the Olympus Starfleet, as well as resources needed by the inhabitants on the ground.

She inherited the properties of Gaia, one of the prototypes, to an extremely high degree.

The power of abundance signifies production and regeneration. Although using this power consumes corresponding magical energy, the Olympian gods' divinely created spiritual veins are connected to the crystalline mountains above the interstellar cities, thus providing an unlimited supply of magical energy.

At this moment, Demeter abandoned her humanoid form and returned to her original form as a machine god.

Its emerald green spherical shape opens from the center, revealing an internal structure that resembles flesh and blood. Its enormous red wings provide the machine god Demeter with powerful flight capabilities.

Gazing at the enormous Demeter headphone god form, Shiomi couldn't help but marvel once again at the sacredness and solemnity of this posture.

Although she had already witnessed the Machine God Poseidon before, the Sea God was incomplete after losing his divine core. In addition, with Shiomi holding a deadly plan, Poseidon did not put much pressure on Shiomi.

In contrast, Shiomi felt immense pressure from Demeter, a feeling comparable to when she faced Tiamat directly.

This is a god who has displayed full power, a power that was already achieved in the distant past.

As Demeter gradually rose and hovered above the interstellar city, Shiomi stared intently at it.

“Is it sad? Is it sad? Sorrow is death, and death is the end. My beloved citizens of Olympus, my beloved children, I am sorry, I am going to kill you now.”

Demeter's voice echoed above the city, and the content of his words startled Shiomi.

In order to defeat him, in order to kill him, the goddess made a decision.

Even if it means dragging all the surviving western interstellar cities into the fray, she will still defeat the enemy before her—him.

It's not madness, but absolute rationality.

Or perhaps, it was Zeus's will, which Demeter could not oppose, and could only carry it out without hesitation, despite her immense sorrow.

Anyway... it's coming...

As to how vast the area would be, tide could not know.

But now he was certain of one thing: he, his wife, and his master, who were fighting the Bronze Giants, were all within this range.

Using the water mirror to escape was indeed the right thing to do, but it deviated from the original plan.

Without these targets, Demeter will continue to move within the interstellar city, cruising in other directions, and sooner or later, it will drag the entire interstellar city into it.

In any case, as far as the Olympian gods were concerned, a mere city could be rebuilt after their important enemies were destroyed.

However, this would also put the special operations team operating in the shadows in danger.

More importantly, he wanted to keep the gaze of the Olympian gods firmly fixed on this side.

"My husband!"

Morgan's voice echoed from behind.

The bronze giant had just been defeated by Morgan and Scáthach, collapsing heavily amidst the ruins of the city.

The magical reaction in the air became thick and viscous, the roaring sound turned from faint to loud, and the earth, the air, and their bodies trembled.

"Tsk..."