Three Divine Wishes: Yes, I'm OP!

Chapter 109: Convergence In The Land of Yomi (6)

"By the Authority of Dream Land, I permanently declare that my Divinity and Divine Sense become inseparable."

HUMMMMMM!!!!!

And like all Decrees, unless someone happened to randomly decide to declare the separation of his Divinity from his Divine Sense, this was going to be permanent—and the effect hit instantly.

His Divine Sense exploded outward, sweeping across more than three hundred million kilometers in every direction.

SWOOOOOSHHH!!!!!!

In a single fluid motion, he swung the scythe.

A vast, silent arc of dream energy ripped across the battlefield.

In that one strike, he severed the dreams of every being within range.

Millions of Star Union warriors—both Celestial Sun and Dead Sun—plummeted from the skies like swatted insects, their eyes dulling as their minds were severed from their bodies in an instant.

It was as if the heavens wept bodies in a ceaseless, shadowy cascade.

And still, Akasha kept going.

[Space Affinity]

He began teleporting in rapid succession, appearing and vanishing across the warzone like a glitch.

Each time he reappeared, the Dreamer’s Scythe flashed, sending massive crescent arcs of dream essence scything through entire legions.

High above it all, Luna and Yume exchanged a long, knowing look.

Without a word, two elegant chairs materialized beneath them — one woven from soft pink dream silk and living lust, the other from cool blue ice and ethereal mist.

They both sat down gracefully, crossing their legs as if settling in to watch a private performance, their expressions a mix of pride and amusement.

"Well... this is going to take quite a while," Luna muttered, knowing that even if Akasha’s Divine Sense reached three hundred million kilometers, it was still far from spanning light-years of space.

"Master... he’s weird," Yume said with a laugh. "He’s obviously cautious, but he also seems to really enjoy battling and personally killing."

She found it amusing how he could easily block out anyone not belonging to his Domain and carry on, certain that it would still attract attention. Yet he preferred to kill them all himself.

"Yume, love..." Luna said with a smile. "His disposing of them all is a form of caution. It removes any unforeseen occurrences..."

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While Akasha busied himself clearing the lands of his second domain, a certain High Elf Goddess found herself in a situation not so different from the one he had just walked into.

Far across the Underside on yet another Star Union battlefield, on a front where the war still burned with structured fury, Sunya stood tall upon a floating platform of solidified light.

Her long blond braid whipped behind her in the violent winds of combat. The elegant green blouse fluttered with every precise movement as she drew her bowstring back again and again.

Thrum! Thrum! Thrum!

Arrow after arrow of pure condensed time left her bow in seamless succession. Each one streaked across the sky like a golden comet, punching cleanly through the chests and skulls of Dead Sun warriors.

Where the arrows landed, bodies of Dead Kami, Vampires, Shadow Demons, and Ghouls simply unraveled into ash and black mist.

Unlike the chaotic battlefield Akasha had carved through, this section of the war was tightly organized.

Their formations stood solid and unshaken.

Banners of bright gold and white flapped in the wind, while commanders in shining armor barked orders that truly mattered.

Ranks of Sun Kami and human soldiers advanced in disciplined waves, supported by the occasional Dragon and Angel reinforcing the flanks.

Sunya’s calm, regal face remained composed even as sweat beaded at her temple.

Her sharp eyes tracked every threat with cold efficiency.

Another cluster of decaying Dead Kami surged toward a weakened section of the Celestial Sun line. She exhaled softly, loosed three arrows in a single breath, and watched their heads explode in perfect unison.

’This... is worse than I thought,’ she realized, already drawing again. ’For twelve hours... it’s been a relentless fight.’

Since arriving, she hadn’t had much chance to gather any real information. From the moment she appeared, it had been nothing but pure war.

And while twelve hours might seem insignificant to these beings, it only highlighted just how long they’d been fighting without rest.

Unlike Akasha, who was attacked from both sides, the Celestial Sun—unaware of her true identity—mistook her for one of their own due to the strong topside scent she carried.

[A/N: They didn’t exactly ’mistake’ her—rather, anyone with a topside aura is considered an ally.]

Ever since her arrival, they had actually started to gain ground, much to everyone’s surprise.

A commanding shout through the chaos.

"Goddess! The left flank is buckling—requesting support!"

She gave a single sharp nod, spun on her heel, and leapt from the platform.

Golden light bloomed beneath her feet as she soared across the battlefield, braid streaming behind her, already nocking another arrow.

’One final push...’ She thought to herself.

The left flank of the Celestial Sun forces had been grinding forward for what felt like an eternity, and now — at last — the Dead Sun lines were beginning to crack.

Sunya’s calm green eyes narrowed with quiet focus as she drew her Primordial-ranked bow.

During her battle with Jovian, she had displayed an impressive amount of power, revealing her total power output to be at Tier Thirty—a key reason for her remarkable success since her arrival.

Yet, it’s important to remember that she was a racial god, a being whose traits manifested in tangible ways.

Even in the midst of the fight with Jovian, though her traits were entirely passive, she could hold back.

HUMMMMMMM!

As a High Elven Goddess, whenever she was surrounded by nature, she became completely attuned to it, boosting her overall power just enough to reach Tier Thirty-Five.

She was Nature’s Friend, and whenever she called, nature always responded.

[Wind Affinity]

In this moment, surrounded by the open sky and the living winds of the battlefield, Nature’s Friend awakened completely.

The air itself seemed to respond to her call, Wind Affinity surging into her Primordial bow and cloaking each arrow in unseen currents that sent them flying farther and straighter than any normal shot.

Another of her traits emerged—Nature’s Form wrapped around her like a second skin. Instantly, she moved in perfect, easy harmony with the sky.

Every twist, every glide, every release of the bowstring flowed as naturally as a river finding its way.

Then.... she fired.

Thrum!!! Thrum!!!! Thrum!!!!

[Space-Time Affinity]

Three arrows of condensed space-time and living nature left the Primordial bow in the space of a single heartbeat.

The first punched clean through a Vampire’s heart and froze the exact moment of its death into a glittering temporal flower that hung in the air before shattering.

The second split mid-flight into a dozen silver fractures, with each shard finding a different Ghoul’s throat in sprays of black blood.

The third carried a bloom of slowed time that draped an entire squad of Shadow Demons in complete stillness; they hung almost motionless while Celestial Sun soldiers carved through them with shouts of triumph.

[Rupture Step (Origin)]

And... Sunya never stopped moving.

Rupture Step carried her from one tear in time... to the next in blinks of silver light.

One heartbeat she hovered above a collapsing formation; the next she appeared behind a Dead Kami commander and put an arrow through the base of its skull.

And then... her innate power Eternal Hour Command draped the most critical sections of the aerial battle in heavy, unhurried stillness.

In the seconds that stretched....

Celestial Sun warriors suddenly found they had all the time in the world to aim, to dodge, to kill, while their enemies struggled as if swimming through honey.

Thrum! Thrum! Thrum! Thrum!

Arrow after arrow flew through the air, each one landing with perfect precision, as if guided by an unseen hand.

Every motion was fluid and effortless, a seamless blend of skill and instinct, making each strike feel both natural and unavoidable.

All while nature and the wind itself seemed to clear paths for her.

Little by little, the Dead Sun forces broke.

A final, desperate roar went up from the enemy commanders — raw, rotting, full of fury — and then they turned.

"FALL BACK NOW!!!!!"

The tide of decay and death began to recede, falling back through the blood-stained skies toward the far end of the vast battlefield in ragged, unwilling retreat.

In that moment, silence hung in the air like a held breath before the ranks of the Celestial Sun erupted.

Warriors stared at one another across the open sky in stunned disbelief.

Some stood frozen, weapons dangling at their sides. Others shouted in raw disbelief, while whispers and cries spread like wildfire on the wind.

"We... we actually pushed them back?!"

"Is this real?!"

"Sixty eras... sixty trillion years... and we finally took ground?!"

A weathered Sun Kami commander, clad in gleaming gold-and-white armor, lifted his spear high, his voice breaking with emotion as it echoed through the skies.

"First victory in sixty eras! Secure the area and start building the stronghold at once! No one rests until the fortresses stand tall and the light barriers hum with power!"

The army snapped into motion, disciplined even through their awe.

While this happened, Sunya drifted downward on a current of gentle wind and landed lightly on a newly forming platform of gold-white light near the commander.

Her Primordial bow dissolved into motes of green-gold light that scattered like fireflies.

She approached with the calm, regal grace of her kind and offered a polite incline of her head, green eyes steady.