Chapter 514: Chapter 308: Three-in-One Divinity

Has the divine descent ceased?

As he watched the blood rain down from the sky and felt the struggling force in his claws gradually subside, David squinted. Still uneasy, he ground his claws together a couple more times.

Even a god—especially Angreis, renowned for her unwavering love for the Elven chief deity Corellon—would surely be stunned for some time by my ’Minotaur Body Double Tactic’ if her aspect-avatar had to endure such an intense and grotesque mental assault, right?

And next, as long as we find and destroy the remaining four sets of Dragon Mad Locks, the Starlight Dragon Frenzy Shackles—the Elves’ ’Anti-Dragon Noble Phantasm’ they’ve relied on for deterrence for millennia—will lose its navigational coordinates.

That will be a major victory for our Dragon Race!

But… isn’t this all going a little *too* smoothly?

It was so smooth that David himself found it somewhat unbelievable. His caution soon led him to notice some unusual signs.

Something’s wrong!

It was an exceptionally vigorous life force, like a seed burrowing into the pads of his claws and rapidly coursing through his veins. Feeling an itchy, numb stiffness in his right arm, David, under the incredulous gazes of the Elves, actually bent down and bit into his own right arm joint.

With a CRACK, he forcibly twisted and tore off his own right claw, then violently hurled it towards the distant, already charred cluster of buildings.

Amidst a rumbling collapse, the severed limb he had thrown landed and instantly took root as if it were a true Seed of Life. In the blink of an eye, it grew into a towering tree, taller even than David himself.

What made my scalp tingle even more,

David thought, is that this tree seems to be—no, it *is* alive!

The originally scorched ground instantly regained its vitality. Emerging roots ceaselessly dragged the charred Elf corpses on the ground into the earth, as if performing a burial—or perhaps, more accurately, fertilizing their own root system!

Python-thick branches swayed unceasingly. Soon, nourished by the sustenance, the verdant canopy bore three white flower buds, each as large as an adult human’s torso.

It’s like… the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, David mused.

Damn! It’s playing the role of the Mother of Desire Tree here, huh?

This scene, as bizarre and sanity-draining as something from a novel he had read, was a real eye-opener for David. At the same time, he couldn’t help but admire the… peculiar tastes of the Elven chief deity Corellon.

However, this unexpected development actually eased some of the tension David had been feeling. This indicated that his actions had indeed disrupted the enemy’s original plans. If there had been no further reaction, he would have worried that these Elves had some other trick up their sleeves.

But you don’t even have a suitable vessel to host your descent. How much of your divine power can you truly manifest?

This led him to an even bolder idea:

If she has descended into Aria’s body and cannot exert her full power, could I perhaps imprison her on the Prime Material Plane? Just as they once schemed to imprison the Platinum Dragon God, Bahamut. Even if it’s just a fragment of the Moon Goddess Sahani’s aspect-consciousness. Sometimes, the scales of victory and defeat in war are tipped by just such an insignificant straw.

David, his Mana Energy Heart fully unleashed and entering the Vermilion Lotus state, grinned. He was no longer content with merely destroying the Dragon Mad Lock ritual that had been transported to Elariya.

His severed arm instantly regenerated under the power of [Lust].

To prevent any unexpected changes due to delay, he shook his newly formed dragon claw and opened his massive jaws. As the Tokamak Mana Energy Heart surged wildly, the boundless Mana Energy he had just accumulated once more transformed into another fusion Dragon Breath, erupting from his mouth like a brilliant stream of light.

But this time, the Dragon Breath aimed at the goddess was not as effective as before. David didn’t even know what ability she used. When the fusion Dragon Breath reached the Tree of Life, it was as if it had entered a vacuum. The stream of light reverted to falling embers, then, like a gentle breeze, it seemed to transform back into primordial magical sustenance, unexpectedly causing the already rapidly growing Tree of Life to expand further.

David’s pupils contracted. He immediately knew that until he found a specific countermeasure, recklessly using Dragon Breath or even magic would likely just become nourishment for his opponent’s growth.

This is the greatest disadvantage when facing gods, especially Elven gods.

David only knew that this mysterious Afandoan goddess had apparently only assisted Corellon during Rose’s War of Betrayal. Thus, the mortal world knew very little about the powers she wielded.

Facing a divine descent, even an incomplete one, David, whose first strike had missed, immediately unleashed his most powerful ultimate move: Pafila’s Heavy Nuclear Fission Chain Slash.

But just as he raised his claws and wings high, the blood mist around him still condensing, and the ’Excalibour Map-Cannon spellcasting bar’ charging—the Tree of Life, which had been greedily absorbing all sustenance and growing, finally stirred and was forced to halt its growth.

Pafila’s world-rending strike from years past, an ultimate move that had shattered the War God Tempas’s Divine Realm, was far too infamous. Even David’s weakened, legendary-tier, “pauper’s version” was enough to make this descended Elven goddess wary.

He saw the three flower buds, each already as large as his own head, struggling to bloom in the scorching air. Like fruits on a Ginseng Fruit Tree, they simultaneously revealed three nude female Elf figures, sleeping like infants in a curled, fetal position. However, they clearly hadn’t had time to mature, barely qualifying as ’lolis’.

Even though David had never seen them, he had heard the Elven legends and knew what they represented. Legend had it that this Elven goddess also had another title: The Triune Goddess.

They corresponded to the three aspect-avatars of Angreis:

The Mother of Wings—Aderyn Fanya, who controls the atmosphere, weather, and avians.

The Golden Heart—Hanali Seralaniel, who controls love, beauty, and art.

And the Lady of the Night Sky, who controls mystery, dreams, and death.

Also known as the Moon Goddess most familiar to dragons—Sahani Moonbow.

Only at this moment did David seem to finally understand why Corellon had grown tired of Rose and favored a new love all those years ago…

One soul, three different… positions! Even I couldn’t resist such a novel temptation!

Lust.

The next moment, as if unable to bear David’s practically leering gaze any longer, the three-in-one goddesses opened their eyes simultaneously. These goddesses, who might have appeared proud, coldly beautiful, or indifferent, now shared an identical expression in their eyes…

Anger!

“David Uthos!” The Mother of Wings commanded lightning from the night sky.

“Crimson Calamity!” The Golden Heart drew a keen longsword.

“Blasphemer of Gods!” The Lady of the Night Sky nocked an arrow to her bow.

The three voices, uttered simultaneously, merged into one:

“Die!!!”

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