Goddess Corter
The Biggest Mistake

None of us were consumed with shock, each of us started to activate magic to make protection against the wounded soldiers.

God’s Will!

Cunning indeed, but that's the only way to stop this mess.

But..

Eh? God’s Will mine doesn't work? What the hell is this, obviously I've activated my will to make these people stop fighting.

This is so strange, there should never be anything out of the control of God’s Will. Some of the possibilities were that I couldn't use that magic anymore, but it seemed impossible, obviously I still felt the blood of the goddess inside my body.

Unless, yes, unless a being whose title is higher than mine, like the Great Goddess, of course God’s Will from an ordinary Goddess like me will not be able to.

It would be ridiculous if a Great Goddess from another universe came here and made a scene, or was this the act of Goddess Tereessa?

Neutral Eye!

I looked into the figures of the soldiers who were crazed, their auras giving off different colors. Some of them were white, but what was surprising was the aura of the seven people playing the sword there. The aura of the seven people was pitch-black, extremely dense.

“This color. is unmistakable, Azazel.”

Mumamku.

After that, suddenly something very fast, out of nowhere came, bumped into me to make me bounce a few meters back. Had to fend off for a while, but the strangeness happened again, I felt a bruising pain in my arm and it was very strange. The Goddess should not be harmed by any creature, except the one with the higher title.

It came again, a white object that glowed with a long tail, just like a comet. It came from the sky, rattled with bending, and again hit me. Damn, he didn't let go of his collision, it made me drag with him for a few meters.

Besides the speed is incredible, I can't see anything.

I tried to get that thing out of my body, and thank God it worked.

But, when I landed my feet, I was in a place I didn't know.

Right after the white thing hit me, I immediately teleported to another place. A place with a strong charred aroma, everywhere dark brown. I could also see the hot lava flowing around me. Steep rock cliffs, and strange sounds.

“Azazel? Hey, did you do this, Azazel?”

I screamed alone in this place.

And again the white object came, moving slowly towards the top of the cliff and stopped there. It turned into the demon king, Azazel. With her casual-looking clothes, with black trousers and a thick jacket.

The figure of Azazel was sitting on a rock, several meters above me.

“Welcome to my world, my dear Darren Corter.”

“Azazel, don't joke! Quickly return me to my world!!”

“Hmm.. Darren, earlier I wanted to ask.. do you.. know where this is?”

“Who cares?! I just want to go back, quickly return me to Rayen's place!”

Putting on a mysterious look, Azazel looked at me like no princess. He stood up and jumped off the rock. Walking a few steps ahead of me, patting my shoulder, then saying while whispering in a sly tone,

“If you are a Goddess, just use your will!”

Silence can't do anything, I know exactly that God’s Will can't be used in this place. Because the one who created this place is Goddess Teressa, whose level is higher than mine. Obviously, I'm not superior to Azazel here.

“Look, you can't do it, right? Just give up. Stay here, Darren, I'll take care of you, take care of you.”.

Azazel stroked my cheek with both fingers. His hands are hard and rough, disgusting.

I, who could not bear being touched by him, accidentally released a hard fist right on Azazel's face. Although I said accidentally, but in fact the fist was able to make Azazel bounce and hit the red cliff rock behind him.

“Do not origin touch me!”

I said to Azazel whose body was embedded in the rock, several meters ahead.

Instead of being in pain, Azazel smiled. He easily slipped off the cliff, then looked at me with a dirty look while walking over.

“Darren, did you know that I forbid any creature in this world to hurt you?”

“Whatever I care about?”

“Hihi.. it's because.. I alone will make you hurt!”

Running and jumping, with Azazel's right leg aiming for my head. Even from a distance that could still be observed, the kick could not be seen. Suddenly my eyes darkened and my face stiffened.

Eh? Do I feel pain?

I was so stupid as to expect the absolute law of the goddess. ‘Goddess can not be harmed by any creature’, in fact the law only applies to the Great Goddess, the highest caste in the universe. It turns out that I am nothing more than Azazel even after receiving the title of Demon God?

I rubbed my bruised cheek after getting hit by a hard enough kick, my head was dizzy but still I forced it to stand.

“Darren, in this world, which is hell, I am the most powerful. Goddess Teressa let me do anything in this world, that was her will. While you? You can't even use your will here, right?”

A very different power when compared to her when in the world of the mirror Reftia. At that time Azazel did not deny that he was weaker than Rayen. But here, he's stronger than I am.

It's true, I don't feel any Goddess aura in my body at all. But it was just another aura that felt burning. What kind of aura is inside my body?

Is Seiren? No, Seiren is no longer even in my body.

Shit, is there nothing I can use to fight back? Want me to attack as much as anything, if this is the world of Azazel then I can not do anything, he is much more benefited.

“Azazel, if your goal is to have the offspring of a half-demon goddess like me, then I can create a figure more beautiful than myself. But certainly can not if in this world.”

I did not lose hope, nor did I lie. Realizing that Azazel was a god in his own world, all I could do was strategize outside the brain, so that he could not read it.

Furrowing his brows, Azazel could not simply take the advice from me. Of course in any negotiation, the one who is fooled is the one who loses.

“Because of that, Azazel.”

Before I finished with my words, Azazel suddenly moved quickly in front of me without any signal. With a long spear in his hand, and it pierced into my chest.

It felt so painful, it was no mistake that it was the most painful wound I had ever felt. I spewed blood that hit Azazel's shoulder. He didn't care about it and just kept pushing his spear.

“Great Goddess or even noble Vedetta though. I don't care if you offer them. All I want is to have you. Darren Corter, artwork from Reftia.”

Those words could be heard in my ears, but I could not catch the meaning. Not with my dying body.

My vision blurred, my ears rang, my head like it was about to break. I continued to feel that pain without being able to feel death. Right, Azazel kept my body alive. So, if Azazel doesn't pull it out

this suffering will continue.

My tears were dripping as overwhelming heat emerged from the tip of the spear. It felt like I was plastered with boiling lava right in my gut and heart.

A few seconds that felt like forever, Azazel pulled out the spear when he was satisfied to see me in pain.

Even when the spear was uprooted, the pain and heat still remained. I fell down, holding my stomach until I had to prostrate.

“That's a small part of the hellfire I have, Darren Corter. If you still continue to oppose me, I will gladly lift you to higher ground.”

I could not hear it, the suffering I felt was too painful to be able to focus my mind. Even breathing was difficult, I couldn't think of anything more.

“So, of course you can't hear me. Alright.”

Slowly, the wounds and suffering began to disappear. I who used to swallow because I couldn't scream, now at least it's better.

Somehow my wounds have completely healed, it looks like Azazel did it.

However, what remains inside me is fear and panic. It was not my feet to stand and face her, not after I knew that hell was not a place for a goddess.

I bowed in front of Azazel, silent to my fate without being able to cry.

Unfortunately Azazel was not a sympathetic creature, he easily kicked my head. That heavy, hard kick made me fall to the floor. Even when I fell, he kept kicking my head.

I can't be angry anymore like fighting Astaroth, how is this?

“Is it all your heart's strength, Darren Corter? If you don't want to show your miserable face, I'll torture you forever.”.

Azazel said as he pulled my hair, facing my head in front of him. Azazel glared at me with a look of hatred.

“I.. I never understood.. What is your purpose?”

With the pain in my head, I could only answer him with a ridiculous question that was too specific.

Hearing the question from me, Azazel let out a long breath and then closed his eyes, perhaps to ease his mind. But it turned out that I was wrong, when he opened his eyes again, a face that looked even scarier than before.

He stretched out his right hand, then created a magic circle to summon a weapon. It was an extremely beautiful long sword, the sword appeared even without the sentence order from Azazel.

“Free, I'm disappointed in you.”

Azazel took off his left hand, making my body which he had been grabbing almost fall. But before my body fell, his right hand slashed the sword right at my neck.

Perfect slash, no sound and no vibration.

It cuts me straight, separates the body and the head.

***

Reftia felt a sudden pain in his heart, as he was playing with the flower arrangements he had made in the palace courtyard. It felt like an electric shock but was more painful.

The Goddess of Intelligence twisted her brain, about what made her body suddenly feel pain. It is impossible for a goddess to have an abnormality in her internal organs, or be subjected to a magic curse.

“Goddess Reftia, what's the problem?”

Ask Queen Megaira who accompanied the Goddess to play.

“Megaira, where's Darren?”

“Corter? Looks like he went to the land of Kardagon this morning, he said to practice.”

Something very bad must have happened to Darren, that's what Reftia thought.

The reason why his body was sick was because part of his soul had been lost, but that only happened when Darren Corter was dead.

While biting her lips in annoyance, Reftia constantly lied to herself that Darren Corter was fine. Billions of years Reftia hunted demons, but never felt this sorry. There will be many punishments for him if Darren gets hurt, including the Vedetta curse, where Reftia is obliged to continue with Darren.

Without cues and spells, Reftia moved directly to where Darren was. Changing the rules of the world, tearing apart space and time in the name of the Goddess, to do this even a Great Goddess would not need to expend energy.

“Come also finally, my killer angel.”

What Reftia saw was heartbreaking.

Azazel with Darren's head in his left hand. Darren's body was 1 meter away from where Azazel was standing. The thick blood dripping down from Darren's head, his expressionless face was indeed like a corpse.

The memories of Reftia appear with the figure he admired, Darren Corter. The figure that made Reftia's heart stronger, was also the one that Reftia loved. But unfortunately his love was dead in a horrible way.

“I admire your work because she is a half-demon goddess. But he is inferior to humans. Where is the demonic power? Where is the power of the gods? Up close, I'm not seeing it.”

Reftia's heart was crushed when Azazel threw Darren's head and made him roll under his feet.

The gaze of the corpse was so empty, but it was also full of sadness. The one who reincarnated and gave Darren strength was Reftia, who brought Darren to this point was Reftia. That means, which makes Darren tormented also Reftia.

Reftia could not forgive herself, but she was more unable to forgive Azazel.

With the power of the Great Goddess, Reftia destroyed the hell created by Teressa. A black hole filled with negative energy engulfed the hell until not a single spark of fire remained.

Darren's body has disappeared. But Reftia was already unconcerned, what he wanted right now was the destruction of Azazel.

The loss of hell made the 5th layer of the sky go blank. There is no temperature and no space, no atomic molecules. The place was completely empty, there was only one color. White is what is visible as far as the eye can see.

In front of Reftia, Azazel stood with the nobles of hell. Azazel could not express anything when the Great Goddess had already shown her strength. The demon lord was almost trembling even when the world where becoming a god could be lost in an instant.

“You destroyed this layer of the sky, which means you destroyed Teressa's hell. Do you want to fight with your fellow Great Goddess?”

Azazel bluffed at the angry Reftia.

Unfortunately, his words were not even heard. What happens after this is not important. When it comes to Darren's problem, even going against Vedetta won't matter, Reftia thought.