Chapter 847 GOD NEOMA
"THIS EYE does not belong to you, old man."
Helstor, who was still catching his breath from losing the eye he stole from the God of Death, glared at the Imperial Princess. "Whether it's the Princess Neoma of this time or the one from the Dead World, both of you are insufferable wenches."
"Whether it's you of this time or the one from the Dead World, you're still a weak little old parasite who sticks to other weaklings because you can't do anything on your own," the older Princess Neoma said in a mocking tone. "You're only good at stealing things that don't belong to you. If I were your father, I would kill myself again from embarrassment for having a useless successor like you."
"You know that the God of Eternal Darkness who created the Absolute Darkness during the Ancient Period was my father?"
The Imperial Princess smiled slyly at him. "I know more than that, old man."
That made him freeze on the spot.
"Don't be scared and piss yourself for nothing," the older Princess Neoma continued mocking him. "I won't say anything to the people of this world."
"Hah! So, even the arrogant Imperial Princess is afraid of the consequences of revealing the truth to the world."
"I'm not a coward you," the Imperial Princess said while obviously looking down on him. "The only reason I'm keeping my mouth shut is because I trust the Neoma of this world. She'll remember everything soon anyway."
"Ah, so Princess Neoma doesn't know anything yet," Helstor said, relieved by that piece of information. "Then all I have to do is prevent the Imperial Princess from getting revived."
"Trying to stop the young Neoma from getting revived is like stopping the moon from lighting up the night sky," the Imperial Princess said in a mocking voice. "You can't do either."
"You're looking down on me too much, Princess Neoma," Helstor said, deciding to take the fight more seriously now. "Let me show you how I survived for this long."
And then he summoned the same Impure Mana bombs that he used on the emperor earlier.
[I mixed it with toxic Darkness, too.]
He only used one bomb to take down Emperor Nikolai because he didn't want to destroy the empire. Not yet, at least.
But the Imperial Princess crossed the line.
Hence, he was forced to summon hundreds of those bombs.
[These will damage the empire physically, and Callisto de Luca would nag at me later. But I can't let a mere de Moonasterion princess look down on me again.]
Helstor raised his hand. "Die, you arrogant princess."
***
IMPURE MANA bomb.
Nikolai belatedly realized that the tiny ball of dark energy that Helstor threw at him was made of Impure Mana with a mix of Darkness.
[That bastard god aimed at Monik.]
He grabbed Monik and hugged the child while using his remaining Moonglow to serve as a barrier. His Soul Beasts also left Calypso and prioritized shielding him.
As a result, his Soul Beasts took most of the hit.
[I have to get up and fight.]
Nikolai knew he lost consciousness for a moment, but since he was surrounded by his Moonglow, he didn't fall from the sky.
But that didn't mean he didn't get hit badly.
Even so, he still forced himself to open his eyes.
And the first thing Nikolai saw was Helstor aiming his HUNDREDS of wicked Impure Mana bombs at the older Neoma.
[That bastard…!]
Helstor raised his hand as if he was about to command the Impure Mana bombs to aim at Neoma. "Die, you arrogant princess."
Nikolai cursed under his breath while trying to send his Moonglow in Neoma's direction to protect his daughter. "Neoma, be careful– huh?"
He was forced to stop talking when the Impure Mana bombs suddenly disappeared.
All. At. Once.
The fact that Helstor looked shocked and terrified was proof that even the god didn't know what happened.
[Then… was it Neoma?]
After all, Nikolai saw little balls of lights in the same spot where the bombs were supposed to be.
[Those balls of lights are filled with Neoma's Moonglow.]
Nikolai was surprised because even at his prime, his Moonglow wasn't as powerful as that.
[My daughter… is a monster.]
And he meant that in the best way possible.
"Next," the older Neoma said coldly, her red eyes glowing menacingly. "Make sure your next attack is stronger than those stupid bombs or else you'll die."
That threat wasn't directed at Nikolai, but he still felt a shiver down his spine.
[This Neoma is terrifying… and terrifyingly strong, at that.]
***
AH.
[I'm going to die…]
That was Helstor's first thought after Princess Neoma got rid of the hundreds of Impure Mana bombs that he summoned just like that.
[Just how fast is Princess Neoma?!]
The Imperial Princess didn't even move from her spot.
But the lights of balls that replaced his bombs definitely belonged to Princess Neoma.
"You're terrifying, Princess Neoma."
"I'm no princess," the older Princess Neoma denied. "It will do you good to remember that I am also a god like you, Helstor." Then the Imperial Princess smirked haughtily. "A more powerful god than you are if I say so myself."
[Ah, she's coming at me.]
Helstor knew it, but he was still a little too late.
He tried to run away because his instincts told him he'd die if he faced the older Princess Neoma alone. Even so, his body couldn't react faster than the Imperial Princess' movements.
Again…
[JUST HOW FAST IS SHE?!]
"You're trying to run away," the older Princess Neoma said while choking Helstor. "Is that your best move, Helstor?"
Helstor tried to summon his Darkness to protect himself.
But it was no use.
The Moonglow that engulfed the older Princess Neoma would just purify Helstor's Darkness as quickly as it appeared.
And, no, it wasn't just the Imperial Princess' Moonglow.
"The Light," Helstor growled lowly. He tried to cut off the older Princess Neoma's arm, but the Imperial Princess' body was harder than steel. "You have the Light."
Princess Neoma looked at him as if he was stupid. "Have you forgotten that I'm the descendant of the Light Goddess?"
"That's exactly the reason why the de Moonasterions should be controlled."
"Enough of your nonsense," the older Princess Neoma said, then she CASUALLY stabbed Helstor in the center of his chest with her bare hand. "I won't kill you because the Neoma of this timeline would be upset if I stole her prey from her, but you ought to be punished for pissing me off."
COUGH.
Blood poured out of his mouth.
Helstor tried to grab the older Princess Neoma's arm, but as soon as he touched her, his hand was cut off.
He didn't see how the Imperial Princess did it, but it happened.
But Helstor once again screamed in agony– not only for losing his hand but for also what the older Princess Neoma did next.
The damned Imperial Princess pulled out the SOULS of the gods he had devoured.
Those souls were trapped deep inside the center of his own soul.
It was a place that not even the gods in the Upper World could reach.
"How?" Helstor asked weakly. "How can you reach the place that not even the gods of the Upper World could?"
"I'm above you all," the older Princess Neoma said while closing her hand– crushing the strings of souls that she had just pulled out from Helstor's body. "Plain and simple."
Ah.
[I'm really going to die.]
Helstor thought it was the end of it, until the older Princess Neoma's hands and arms slowly turned semi-transparent as if she was about to vanish at any moment.
[What's happening?]
"You got lucky, Helstor," the older Princess Neoma said. "My time here is up."
And then the Imperial Princess turned her back on him.
Helstor was humiliated.
The older Princess Neoma nonchalantly showed her back on him even though they were in the middle of a fight.
It was as if the Imperial Princess was saying he was no threat to her.
As if she was telling him that he wasn't worthy of her time.
Helstor wanted to make the older Princess Neoma pay for that humiliation, but he also knew how to pick his battles right.
[I shall get my revenge on the Princess Neoma of this timeline.]
***
"NEOMA unnie is so amazing!"
Nikolai nodded in agreement with what Monik said.
Yes, the child had finally regained consciousness. And fortunately, she wasn't hurt anywhere.
[It seems like the fragments of the Light Goddess helped protect Monik earlier.]
The child was even floating using her own power now.
[Monik became a little more powerful than she was earlier.]
"Father."
Nikolai was a bit startled when the older Neoma appeared right in front of him after leaving the utterly defeated Helstor alone.
He was pleased to see his daughter put the God of Eternal Darkness in his place.
However, he didn't like how Neoma was slowly vanishing now.
Needless to say, his heart was now filled with guilt.
[Because I was weak and useless, my daughter had to fight in my place even though she wasn't allowed to directly help the people of this world…]
"Don't blame yourself, Father," the older Neoma said. "I interfered because of my personal grudge against Helstor."
Nikolai let out a sigh. "I know you're only saying that to make me feel better."
"Father, I don't have much time left."
He felt a pang in his chest.
"I've lost my power as a god now after breaking the rules," the older Neoma said, then she opened her arms. "Father, can you give me a hug before I leave?"
Nikolai broke into tears while gathering the older Neoma in his arms.
***
NEOMA was running at full speed because even though Commander Yoan was about to disappear at any moment, he still launched the single arrow that would apparently chase her even at the end of the world.
[That damned commander is so ruthless!]
The only reason she hadn't gone batshit crazy on him yet was because she could feel that her body was getting lighter and lighter.
[Am I getting faster?]
Her thoughts were only interrupted when, all of a sudden, a young boy appeared in front of her.
Neoma gasped, shocked. "Get out of the way, kid!"
It wasn't like she could stop at her current speed.
But the kid didn't show any sign of moving.
[No, I have to stop or else I'd crush the child if we collided.]
Neoma was about to slow down when her body suddenly went immobile.
It wasn't her will.
Someone else made her stop moving.
[The fuck???]
The young boy, who was suddenly RIGHT in front of Neoma, looked up at her and smiled sweetly. "Mommy, did you shrink?"
Neoma was flabbergasted.
She could tell right away that this child wasn't one of those children that she "adopted."
[This one is mine…]
"Yes, I am yours, Mommy," the child said as if he could read her mind. "It's me– Vitu."
'Vitu.'
That name again.
Hearing that name squeezed her heart painfully.
Neoma's tears fall down her cheeks silently. "You're beautiful, Vitu."
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