Village Head's Debauchery

Instantly, the Mirror realm shattered, revealing the real world.

"He won," Orion uttered in disbelief at the scene he had just witnessed. He saw how Oberon had torn the Dragon god apart, downsized him, and squished him like a bug, killing him and his soul even before he could escape.

It was an almost mesmerizing sight, from a god to a bug.

"He did," Aerialia said, feeling her heartthrob again after seeing how Oberon had killed the Dragon god.

It reminded her of the terror of the Omnithraillians and why they had to hunt down every single one of them after they had attacked heaven.

Meanwhile, noticing that their god had lost the battle and was likely dead, the Bone Dragons decided to flee, and Oberon instantly chased them. However, before he could attack and kill the remaining Bone Dragons, a loud bell resounded across the area, along with a resonating voice, "Stop!"

Oberon halted his actions and narrowed his gaze toward the direction of the bell and the resounding voice.

Even the Bone Dragons halted in their positions, not daring to flee, as though they all understood that attempting to escape from someone capable of killing their god was impossible.

Suddenly, a tall man standing about 244 cm (8ft) tall, dressed in a long, simple white robe and a black veil headpiece that covered his head and face, materialized out of thin air and slowly descended towards the injured Bone Dragons, who were too wounded to flee and could only wait for their deaths.

The injured Bone Dragons felt their bodies stiffen in fear as the man with a divine, oppressive aura landed on the ground before them.

Some decided to plead for their lives, while others chose to run away with everything they could muster, regardless of the consequences. However, before they could do so, they watched in shock as, rather than being killed, they were being healed. Their limbs regrew, and their bodies' scars were sealed closed as though they had never been injured in the first place.

Almost instantly, they fell to their knees and bowed their heads in gratitude toward the mysterious god.

Oberon soon arrived before the mysterious god. "Why are you here?" he asked, narrowing his gaze at the man.

Of course, Oberon knew who the individual before him was, as he was the person who had rescued him and his race from extinction and offered him a chance to be a god, transforming him into the person he is today.

However, after testing his strength against the Dragon god, he understood how powerful he currently was. Thus, he was surprised that in his present form, he couldn't sense when the man had entered his senses, only becoming aware after he had revealed himself.

Also, he couldn't see through the man's headpiece, which indicated that it was probably a powerful artefact, which might explain why he couldn't see through it.

Above them, Orion's and Aerialia's eyes widened at the unfolding scene.

"That's the man Oberon was talking to before he arrived here! But how did he suddenly transform into that mysteriousgod?" Aerialia exclaimed, her eyes fixed on the man as he shifted his attention towards Oberon.

Orion, however, remained silent as he observed the unfolding scene before him. His heart beat rapidly as doubts about the man's identity grewstronger. Nevertheless, he calmed down and continued watching until the truth unfolded.

Aegis of the Arctic Deity glanced at the two beside him and couldn't help but shake his head. He did not confirm the man's identity before them, knowing it would be revealed soon enough. He hoped they would be able to handle the truth when it emerged.

Below, the mysteriousgod looked at Oberon and responded, "You've already killed their god. Don't tell me you plan to wipe out an entire species. What will you gain from something so devastating?"

Oberon narrowed his eyes at the god. "They threatened my people and destroyed our home. If I hadn't arrived in time, there would be nothing left. My people would be extinct," he spat, his voice tinged with anger.

"I know vengeance burns within you, and I assure you, if killing the Dragon god hasn't quenched that thirst, then these defenceless creatures won't either," the mysterious god said, eyeing the Bone Dragons before turning back to Oberon. "If you don't confront this vengeance now, you'll become no better than those you fight, leading the Pixie race into a cycle of conflict for territory because you currently have the strength to do so."

don't confront this vengeance now, you'll become no better than those you fight, leading the Pixie race into a cycle of The Bone Dragons' ears perked up at the unknown god's words. Hope flickered within them, and while some remained subdued, others dared to lift their heads and study the mysteriousgod who had appeared in their hour of need.

Hearing his words, Oberon felt a surge of anger rising within him. As he prepared to respond, he sealed his lips, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly to calm himself.

As his rage subsided, he narrowed his gaze at the mysteriousgod before him, acknowledging the truth in his words. He had indeed contemplated leading the Pixies to conquer lands for themselves, even if it meant clashing with other races or enslaving them.

At that moment, one of the Bone Dragons finally recognized the mysteriousgod, especially after listening to his words. "It's you!" he blurted out, breaking the tense silence before quickly covering his mouth with his hand.

"Oh! You know who I am?" the mysteriousgod asked, turning his attention to the Bone Dragon who spoke.

The Bone Dragon nodded.

"Hmm! It seems I'm more popular than I realized, but considering all my good works, it's not surprising," the mysteriousgod responded with a nod.

"Benevolent god, god Naka, please save us!" the Bone Dragon exclaimed loudly, bowingdeeplyand causing a stir among those present as they learned the mysteriousgod's identity.

Immediately, all the Bone Dragons followed suit, bowing down and pleading, "Benevolent god, god Naka, please save us!" Their voices echoed in unison, reaching the ears of the divine.

"Under Naka's watch, serenity reigns, troubles cease, and harmony gains. In Naka's grace, find life's embrace! With Naka's blessing, life's path unfolds, and all creation's beauty beholds. When Naka descends, all strife ends. Blessings be, Naka's decree! Oh, poor creatures, I will grant you help. However, for your transgressions, I ask for something suitable in exchange," Naka declared, his words accompanied by the subtle chime of a bell, enveloping everyone in an emotional trance.