Chapter 215: Storm Over the Royal Capital

Suddenly, as winds and clouds churned, the royal capital was thrown into upheaval, instantly drawing countless eyes.

On a tall tower in the eastern part of the capital, the Grand Archbishop of Order and the Grand Archbishop of Guardianship sat by the window, gazing up at the storm-filled sky above, shock written across their faces.

“It’s a fluctuation of divine power.”

Though they had long believed that the second divine war was inevitable, the goddesses acting this early still caught them off guard.

“It should be the Goddess of Nature and the Goddess of Judgment clashing,” the Grand Archbishop of Guardianship said in a low voice.

The Grand Archbishop of Order asked, “Where exactly?”

“Unknown. The magical power in the capital has been completely disrupted. The violent divine power of the two goddesses is everywhere—there’s no way to distinguish the source.”

“…Why did the goddesses suddenly start fighting?”

At the same time, atop the city gate of the royal capital, Taima narrowed her scarred, vicious eyes, staring at the storm forming in the distance.

Beside her, a figure in a red robe chuckled. “After a thousand years, conflict has erupted between goddesses again? How amusing! By convention, shouldn’t we small fry slaughter each other first, and only at the end have those lofty goddesses personally enter the fray?”

The red-robed figure’s eyes darted around as she leaned on her staff and edged closer to Taima. “General, in my view, now is the perfect moment to act… Kill that useless queen, hack those princesses to pieces, and your ascension to the throne will be unobstructed.”

“I don’t need you teaching me how to do things, trash.” Taima shot her a cold glare. “You couldn’t even handle a single otherworld traveler. What use are you?”

“That was an accident, an accident…” The red-robed figure scratched her head sheepishly with a withered arm. “Who knew that guy wouldn’t end up in the Abyss and instead fell into Pine Abyss City? But that worked out, didn’t it? She helped you deal with the theocracy’s scheme.”

“Idiot. I want the theocracy to invade,” Taima said coldly. “Qingjin isn’t fully dead yet, and the kingdom’s situation is stable under Huilian’s control. How am I supposed to act?”

“Then… kill Princess Huilian?” The red-robed figure made a throat-slitting gesture. “The queen will die sooner or later anyway. Xuelong and Weiji can’t uphold the situation… gk—aaah!”

Taima suddenly seized the red-robed figure’s throat in a crushing grip, veins bulging along her thick arm as she growled, “I told you—I don’t need a lingering dark wretch like you telling me how to do things!”

In the central palace of the royal palace, Qingjin suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze seeming to pierce the heavy ceiling as she stared at the enormous vortex in the sky.

She instinctively tried to rise and move, but after only a few steps, she collapsed weakly onto the floor. Her soft, shapely hips struck the cold, hard ground with a crisp smack.

“Mm!”

Qingjin frowned, slumping helplessly on the floor—every bit a resentful, beautiful mature woman.

‘Next time I have to ask Xiaobai if there’s any faster way to recover… preferably the kind that counts as two sessions in one.’

If Bai Yue Ling were here, she would surely say shyly: what a coincidence, there really is.

Far to the north, at an immense capital even grander than the royal capital of the Rose Kingdom, a tall woman wearing a crown suddenly halted her steps and gazed toward the south.

“Your Majesty?”

Ahead of her, Skirtdance, clad in a pure white dress, also stopped and turned back. “Did something happen?”

“Two goddesses are clashing within the Rose Kingdom,” the Sword Orchid Empress said with a smile. “Though I don’t know the reason, for us it is good news.”

“Oh.” Skirtdance responded flatly. “Then I’ll continue leveling.”

“Go.” The Sword Orchid Empress gave a slight nod, then seemed to recall something. “Recently, there’s been an incident in Clockwork City. In the future, there may be a competition to select some otherworld travelers for you to go help.”

Without turning her head, Skirtdance asked, “So?”

“You’re currently the strongest among the otherworld travelers. You’ll definitely enter Clockwork City,” the Sword Orchid Empress said softly. “After you go in, help me keep an eye out. If the Goddess of Time and Space has some kind of problem, could you cause her some trouble?”

“Preferably… make sure she dies.”

Skirtdance paused, then gently shook her head. “We’ll see when the time comes.”

Within the territory of the Rose Kingdom, at the ancient castle that used to be Beginner Village four thousand four hundred forty-four and is now renamed White Night Fortress—

The succubus Loluoyue, dressed in rags, sat on the stairs sighing. “Mingdie… didn’t you say a few days ago that Xiaobai would arrive any moment? Why hasn’t she come even today?”

Mingdie lay lazily on a bone chair and said blandly, “She’s abandoned us. She has new lovers outside.”

“How could she!” Loluoyue wailed. “That dragon girl on the third floor has been making noise every night lately—so loud I can’t even sleep. If she doesn’t come back, who can deal with that dragon girl?”

“Don’t worry. She’ll return.”

Mingdie gently rubbed the ring in her hand, its surface covered in traces of a thousand years of time.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something. She slipped the ring into her deep cleavage and looked toward the direction of the royal capital, several strange glints flashing through her smoky eyes.

“Is it… Nature and Judgment?”

She shrugged, her plump, soft chest trembling along with the motion as she said helplessly, “Xiaobai, you really are popular.”

“But I hope that in the future, you’ll remember—I was the first one to stand on your side.”

Many powerful beings across the World of Fate felt the ripples of the goddesses’ clash. Their reactions varied—some rejoiced, some mourned, but even more were bewildered and at a loss.

In the deepest reaches of the Abyss, far beneath the surface, bloodthirsty and terrifying eyes snapped open one after another. Heavy breaths mingled together like an earthquake.

“The Light faction is infighting—they’re infighting!”

“Now is the time for our counterattack!”

“Not yet. Wait a bit longer—wait until they’re both gravely wounded… then we will bathe the surface in blood.”

Most people could not understand what this truly meant.

Yet the two goddesses seemed to have no intention of stopping. That immense storm not only failed to weaken—it grew ever more violent, as if it would drag the entire royal capital into it.

Such a huge disturbance naturally also drew the attention of the Grand Archbishop of Judgment in the royal capital—Taoxia.

As the Grand Archbishop of Judgment, she could vaguely sense where her own goddess’s gaze had fallen.

“The Forest Cathedral—so it’s the Forest Cathedral!”

“Xistana, you old crone…!”

“You tricked me once before—don’t think you’ll succeed again this time!”

Taoxia shot toward the Forest Cathedral like a streak of light, smashing through vine-covered walls and barging straight into the top floor.

She raised her short leg high and kicked open the prayer chamber doors in one blow, immediately seeing the white-haired, big-breasted girl praying before the divine statue.

“Xiaobai! Why are you—”

Taoxia’s words cut off abruptly. Her gaze fell upon the snow-white, flawless body, focusing particularly on the tiny… tiny tail between the girl’s legs.

A flush rapidly spread across her youthful face as she shouted in embarrassed anger, “You heretical nymph who deserves judgment in hell! What are you doing in front of the two goddesses?!”

[The corruption value of NPC “Taoxia” has increased by five percent. Current corruption value: fifteen percent.]