Chapter 457: The Battle of Pharel (1)
“Pff—! PFHAHAHAHAHAAAA...!!!”
The woman with serpentine lips erupted in laughter, clutching her stomach as she glanced around the round table. Tears welled in her eyes, though it was unclear whether they came from genuine amusement or as a deliberate provocation toward the other gods.
In any case, one thing was certain—the others weren’t amused at all.
“Pharel can only be destroyed by Divine Power. When that Aegis first shattered part of the tower, I admit, I was surprised. But it’s understandable, since that shield carries Yula’s divine essence. Within the bounds of reason, I suppose,” she said, fixing her gaze on Yula.
“Of course, I would never have handed something imbued with my power to one of my creations,” she added, her words meant not only for Yula but also for the other gods, who had previously mocked her Calamity.
“Even so, that doesn’t mean the rules have been broken. Yula isn’t the only one. Some gods have bestowed wisdom upon their creations. Artifacts like that serve as proof of such actions,” the elder retorted, his tone firm.
“The same is true for humans. In some dimensions, science flourishes, while in others, magic rules everything. In one dimension, humans soar through the skies with magic; in another, they use steel machines to fly. We granted them wisdom to witness their potential.”
But the woman with serpentine lips smirked derisively. “And look where that potential got you. It consumed you.”
“Who do you mean?”
“It’s the so-called Supreme God, the Lord. He was the one who first devised the system of the Bladers, wasn’t he? All we did was follow his lead and select exceptional beings from our worlds to create Bladers.”
Her icy critique of the Lord drew visible displeasure from the elder god.
“There were safeguards, of course. Special powers like the Master Key, among others. Without those, no creation could possibly oppose a god.”