Volume 5 Chapter 0082 Dragon Egg and Great Motherly Love - I, The Dragon Overlord

In the Dragonblight's Sleeping Dragon Temple, Louie sat high upon his throne, fingers rhythmically tapping the armrest. Beside him, once known as the "Sword of Dawn" and now as the "Dragon God's Sword," the angel Tanarra knelt with her head bowed, black and white wings unfurled. Positioned at the god's right side, she signified her acceptance by Louie, having become the head steward of the divine kingdom—essentially a "butler." Within the Dragonblight, apart from other deities, she held the supreme status, serving eternally at Louie's side. She could not leave this divine realm or travel to other planes without his consent. For Tanarra, her current duties were relatively light, given that in ancient times, she had served under the Goddess Lathander, a symbol of dawn, acting with pure righteousness. However, after succumbing to temptation from the Dark Night Goddess, she had fallen from grace, unable to execute justice under the morning goddess. But under Louie—the orderly neutral Dragon God—both her evil and goodness were embraced, allowing her to perform her duties more effortlessly. As the deity exalted on the throne, the angel stood dutifully by his side. Below the heavenly stairway, ten-meter-long serpentine creatures played harps, and in the hall's center, ethereal beauties from various races danced gracefully to the music. Highest among them were the Aeternus beings, akin to valkyries, standing as guardians lining the hall. The Sleeping Dragon Temple was adorned with towering stone pillars, each carved with a different type of dragon. These statues, with life-like eyes, indicated that the dragons within were alive, ready to serve and transform into ancient legendary dragons at Louie's behest. This was Louie's creation, the "Dragon God's Guard," born from the immense faith power sourced from the Earth realm. Amid the sacred and resplendent hall, the demigod lich Patricia Arturis knelt on both knees. Even with the potential to become a deity, until she succeeded in deification, she could not be referred to as "Your Highness" in front of true gods and must remain humbly prostrate. After the Pantheon meeting concluded, the proposal by the Earth Goddess was neither accepted nor rejected. All gods were aware that she would privately engage in trades with others to seize the opportunity to ascend to a higher divine echelon. "The 'Fate Slate' analyzing the gods' divinity will take a year, which is a mere moment for them but feels endless to me." Louie felt a bit uneasy, unsure if the Earth Goddess could liaise with all other deities within a year to obtain the divine roles of Spring, Autumn, and Winter. If she succeeded, along with her existing domains of earth and agriculture, she would genuinely reach a divine rank of 20. Unlike the forceful breakthrough of the long-gone Prince of Lies, Chauntea's rank 20 would be stable, allowing her to seamlessly perceive the earth's primal forces. Once united with these forces, her divine rank would suddenly ascend to 21, instigating tremendous change. At that point, Chauntea would escape the bondage of faith, directly wielding cosmic force, each action and every gesture possessing the power to affect worlds and the universe. Such was the might of the ancient gods spawned during the era of chaos. "Chauntea already holds the domain of Summer; she only needs Spring, Autumn, and Winter. Before the Cataclysm, she had a stable divine rank of 19 but lacked the vitality, becoming withered and relinquishing the opportunity for ascension. The calamity restored her youth from an old crone to a maiden and reignited her ambitions." "Now, I can only hope Chauntea perceives time as a deity, avoiding hasty escalation. Given the Terran civilization's threat and her seizing an opportunity with difficulty, she might still hasten." "Therefore, I must accelerate as well." Louie's eyes glimmered as he glanced at the angel Tanarra, speaking, "In the Pantheon, I have conferred with Lady Lorenia. She will forgo pursuing you, a promise bestowed by your god." "Praise my Lord!" The angel sang loudly, extolling Louie from her kneeling position. Subsequently, Louie shifted his gaze to the demigod lich Patricia, sensing the burgeoning vitality within her. "Patricia, due to certain reasons, the deities are reluctant to place their precious avatars in the Netherworld to protect and guide believers' souls to the divine kingdom. Accordingly, the gods have decided for you to become one of the Three Gods of Death, overseeing the 'Judgement of the Dead.' The roles of 'Ruling Death' and 'Order of the Deceased' will be inherited by two other demigods, as recognized and commended by Lords Marzlis, Lorenia, and myself." Louie declared the resolution of the three supreme deities with a resonant and lofty voice. While gratitude surged through the demigod lich, her expression remained frigid and devoid of emotion, an attribute befitting the undead. Patricia knelt, full of gratitude for the grace Louie bestowed. "However, before you return to Diahnos to prepare for your deification rite, you must birth the new life within you. Allow me to assist you in this endeavor." With Louie's words spoken, his inverted dragon pupils fixated upon Patricia, enveloping her in the omnipotent and attribute-less divine power that transformed into 'Life' and 'Time' upon passing through Louie's divine authority. The demigod lich felt as though she faced a colossus akin to a star; the oppressive divine authority and dragon majesty bore down upon her, immobilizing her, as even her soul within the concealed phylactery cried out in anguish, seemingly on the verge of tearing apart. Life's divine power surged within her body, her belly expanding perceptibly as Louie imbued the nascent life with essential nourishment. Time's divine power accelerated, advancing swiftly as the demigod lich entered labor. Despite having lost all bodily pain, the soul-pulling birth pangs erupted with her agonized cries, culminating in the delivery of an ebony dragon egg, adorned with mysterious patterns. She understood that this new life had consumed part of her power, tearing away a fragment of her soul, rendering her currently feeble and unfit for deification rites. However, life's divine force continued to circulate within, nurturing her soul's restoration. Before long, she would regain her full strength, the moment she would ignite her divine spark. Watching the dragon egg, within which a heartbeat resonated, the lich, who had nearly lost all emotion, experienced an unexpected surge of affection deep within. This was the love granted by the deity of love and beauty—a powerful maternal love.