Goddess Corter
History of the Massacre
leosiana, Capital of the Kardagon Empire
This hypocritical country is conducting a massive closed ceremony for its dignitaries. In the King's palace, in a large hall located underground, the ceremony was performed and chaired by the leader of the demon worship sect, Avanton Hobbs.
History will be written from now on. The Imperial State of Kardagon, the country with the largest population of devil worshipers in the world, this afternoon will perform a ritual sacrifice to Lord Azazel.
Using the soul of the great figure, Avanton would summon Azazel to eat the soul of Colt Rayen. That way, Azazel would give even higher fertility, wealth, and favors to the members of the sect.
The most shameful thing for men is when they worship the wrong Creator.
***
On the other side of Kardagon's palace, Reine Deveralle was crying happily when her sister had been released from cruel torture for days. When removed from her chain, Vedetta looks like a living corpse. There was an unpleasant smell from the wounds all over Vedetta's body, but Reine ignored her and hugged her sister tightly.
The sister had no idea what her brother was doing, why did she do this? The brothers looked at each other, but Reine grew weeping louder when she saw her sister just staring blankly. Like a lifeless doll, his sister was not even sad or happy.
The wounds and grief that the younger brother had experienced were heavy enough to break his human heart. What Reine sees today is nothing more than a body without a soul.
***
Returning to the hall, the grand ceremony that was being conducted invited a lot of attention from the state officials throughout the Kardagon. Right on that very day, all the leaders from each region came together and together to witness.
A circle bearing the star in the center, it was made enormous on the floor using the blood of the exiles.
In the center of the star, there is a man who is allegedly named Darren Corter and also allegedly a majestic figure. The man could do nothing when he was whipped and crucified on a large symbol. He could only bow deeply, without the slightest intention of revolt.
Avanton Hobbs unabashedly, he voiced the majesty of Lord Azazel to the entire hall. He looked like a drunken fool, he raised his hand and sang songs of adoration that he himself did not know what they meant.
“Goddess.. Goddess, help me!”
With despair, Colt Rayen prayed in the middle of the demon room.
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This is history, not the history of the Kardagon but the history of the entire universe. Billions and even trillions of universes would witness a rarity that only happened to this ordinary Goddess.
Dewi Corter her name, she harbors a great hatred for a country called Kardagon. The hatred in his heart was already greater than heaven and hell. It was no longer appropriate for her to be called a Goddess, but who cared about it.
Goddess Corter used God’s Will without a doubt, when someone he loved disappeared and went undetected. He used his Creator's ability to move to the State of Kardagon.
In the prosperous country, Dewi had lost her mind because what she saw was not in accordance with her hatred. But unfortunately, the Goddess' humanity can no longer be leveraged, she is not a figure of kindness now.
The Goddess walked on a sidewalk located in the heart of the city, she constantly lowered her head, thinking of a glimmer of hope that she could hopefully find.
“Hey, you know? He said Avanton would make another sacrifice. Hurrah!! This way our country will get richer!!”
“Ahaha!! It must be shit for the tumbal.. ahahaha!!!”
“Tribe of God Azazel!!”
“Tribe of God Azazel!!”
But what he heard made him even more angry. The goddess Corter was hit by a group of people running towards the palace. They guiltlessly let a woman down, and they adored the devil in front of a Goddess.
Even in the heart of a Goddess, Goddess Corter cursed this country,
“Really, I am in the name of Goddess Corter, the messenger of the Great Goddess Reftia, I hereby declare my wrath as a Creator to this pagan land!”
Using the Wind Blade skill, the Goddess chopped up everyone she passed by indiscriminately. About a 5-meter radius, everyone who was that close to the Goddess would turn into a lump of meat.
No matter what he kills women or men, children or adults, guilty or innocent. A Goddess who was supposed to show kindness had now turned into a curse.
The killing went on, as everyone gathered in front of the palace to cheer, Goddess Corter passed through the crowd and split the people into a disgusting blood hell. No one can stop the Goddess
to enter the palace.
***
“Vedetta. sister.. sister is now there for you. You, you are fine now!”
Reine Deveralle said that line with despair, how not, happy with the meeting was only Reine, the sister of Vedetta seemed to show nothing on her face.
An empty look, eyes that did not glow, and a face that looked dead. Right, maybe it was a puppet corpse.
“Ka.. sis?. si.. what?”
The brother trembled sadly when his sister no longer recognized herself. The brother's stammering speech, filled with pain, really struck the brother.
“Who is Vedetta? What.. lest-don't.. the name of the person who will torment me next?. so.. I hope she is a weak woman.”
There is no hope left. My brother hugged the emptiness.
What has Reine been fighting for? What has Reine been trying to save? So stupid. Her sister had been dead since she was born, Reine alone was unaware of it.
***
Entering into the palace, Goddess Corter penetrated all the defenses shown to block her. All the guards and soldiers, all dead without leaving, left only their corpses lying on the floor.
All the higher-ups were in the underground hall, no one could handle the further infiltration of Goddess Corter. It was a pity for the Kardagon, as the Goddess was currently heading to the ceremony. The Goddess stepped very slowly, at each step she took on the great sin of every person she killed, but from each step her hatred grew bigger and bigger.
Arriving at the hall, he witnessed a disgusting sight before his eyes. The room was filled with stupid humans wearing robes. In the midst of the cloaked crowd, there was a young man who was crucified, with wounds on his body.
That is the figure that the Goddess is looking for, the adoration of her heart.
“The Goddess Reftia! Puja Goddess the Great!. puja Goddess Corter!”
The whole room became quiet, but that silence turned into a deeper and eternal silence, it was called death.
The foolish humans who worshipped the demon were wiped out instantly, Dewi Corter used Handless Ponting skill to crush all the figures in the room except for her heart. The blood that came out from the higher-ups, made the hall into a sea of blood.
But with her skill again, Goddess Corter made the blood fuse and collected it into a huge lumpy blood bubble.
From within the underground hall, the Goddess controlled the blood bubble to fly into the sky. The blood bubble mingled with the clouds, and it became a rain of blood that soaked the whole palace of Kardagon. The rain during the day also drenched everyone gathered in front of the palace.
“Rayen.. I. I came to save you.”
The goddess walked joyfully towards her crucified heart. The goddess lifted the man's face, and kissed him.
Looking very romantic, the pair of men and women hugged each other when they finished kissing.
“... even if I become a demon though. you will still like me, right?”
“.. yes. Whatever happens.”
Dewi used the skill God’s Will twice, the first Goddess to heal her heart worship to the highest health, the second Goddess moved her heart to the best place, Megaira palace. Like teleportation, the man was immediately in his room.
The man, Colt Rayen curiously looked all over his body. The lash scar that had driven him insane suddenly disappeared, not even a scar was there.
But on the other hand, the man anxiously gazed into the eastern sky where Kardagon was. He wondered if Darren Corter was okay. No, what to worry about is not Corter, but the Kardagon itself. Will the country be okay?
***
Hatefully. The goddess Corter stood on the roof of the palace, staring resentfully at the citizens cheering in front of the palace. Even when they had rained blood, they were happy to think it was a blessing from Azazel.
So hate Goddess with Kardagon, she could not express herself. His body trembled, wanting to immediately flatten this land.
There is a very dangerous skill called Dead One Lightburn, it is a skill that makes the sky turn red, if someone sees the sky then his soul will be trapped and his body will just die.
Unmitigated by the risk, Dewi immediately activated the skill with an unusually large radius that is in all corners of the world.
This is where history will be written. Just that afternoon, the sky that was supposed to be light blue turned dark red. Like blood being poured on the ceiling, not even the sunlight was able to pierce through the sky.
It's a really terrible sight.
But in the heart of the Goddess he was still worried about the fate of everyone around the world. Finally he decided to use the Disturbance skill, a skill capable of possessing the soul of someone.
The goddess was able to make the skill to the highest limit, she possessed everyone in the world. On that very day, other than the red sky, all the people in the world lost their consciousness because their bodies had already been taken over by the Goddess.
The Goddess made everyone in the world bow down and close their eyes, except for Kardagon. Everyone in Kardagon was made to look up at the sky and stare at the red sky deeply. No exception to those who are in the house though. Everyone in Kardagon, actually saw the red sky back then.
Before long, everyone fainted and limp. Like corpses left unguarded, they died with their eyes open and their mouths open.
The goddess standing on top of the palace, could only stare at the scene with a hint of satisfaction.
“This is still not enough. They haven't really died.”
The Goddess murmured to herself.
Remember the magic protector who protected Akarka from the outside world? Actually magic is not useful to make a camouflage, but to create a barrier wall between the area with the area.
Applying the skill here, Dewi makes a magic protector that separates Kardagon from the surrounding State. The magic protector had a height of 1000 meters from the ground and a depth of 100 meters from the ground, with its shape following the shape of the Kardagon State. In essence, that protector actually imprisoned Kardagon from the world.
A very thick protector because it was created by the Goddess, not even a planetary collision was able to destroy it.
The goddess used the Detonation skill to detonate within that protector. Unmitigated, with her hatred the Goddess was able to create an explosion of infinite temperature. Trillions of degrees, or maybe hotter. Had there been no protective barrier separating, perhaps the explosion could have destroyed the solar system.
The shield had a transparent green color, but with such a big explosion, it made the shield brighter than the sun. But take it easy, everyone in the world is currently looking down and closing their eyes.
***
The hell was over, all of the Goddess-activated skills had also been completed.
Everyone in the world, especially those on the Koukous continent, is beginning to realize that the Kardagon is now only a flat land. Ashes, rubble, even corpses, there was nothing left.
Back then, the history of the greatest massacre in the world was being written by the highest people. That 20 million people who inhabited the land of Kardagon, right on that day, were slaughtered and eliminated in just under 1 hour.
That was why a Goddess should not get angry, the chaos she made was too great.
***
I sat in a vast barren field. Unlike when I fought Astaroth, this plain was more terrifying than just a bomb blast. Even so, in fact I managed to save the planet from a huge explosion, by putting a magic protector under the surface of the land of Kardagon.
And now what? When I finished imprisoning 20 million human souls, and finished them off without being left alone, I was not even satisfied at all.
I didn't even cry, even though I knew that the man I killed also contained innocent people. Let it be, I think being born into the world was a mistake for their destiny.
“I.. This is my right as Creator.”
I looked at the cloudless blue sky that was addressing my head calmly. No, the sky was not calm, the sky was crying and afraid of my strength.
Even if I don't feel guilty though, there will still be punishment for the Goddess who slaughtered humanity just because of love.
It was then that I saw the supreme Creator figure of this universe. That figure was the one who created the Great Goddesses, created power, even created me. The figure was standing in front of me with a calm face.
He is His Highness the Supreme Creator, Vedetta.