Village Head's Debauchery-Chapter 1314: A Special Delivery For The Supreme Leader

Nyzzorrak's expression twisted with rage. "Since you dare to interfere in matters that don't concern you… none of you are leaving here alive!"

His gaze snapped toward Avarielle, only to notice the smile on her lips.

Was this… a trap from the beginning?

No. It couldn't be.

If it were, they would've ambushed him immediately. There was no reason to waste time with theatrics and delay.

But slowly, he realized the truth.

That goddess had somehow gained the allegiance of an unknown number of powerful Spirit Beasts.

"Tsk, tsk. A vermin from the Material Realm dares to challenge us," Jaros said, his tone heavy with disdain and irritation. "You should be grateful we weren't allowed to kill you on the spot."

The pressure inside the watery prison intensified, beginning to crush Nyzzorrak's body.

Nyzzorrak stared at him with intense fury.

The intensity of the flames increased. Inky black strands began dying the flames, saturating the water with an inky black colour.

"Get back!" Avarielle shouted, vanishing from her position and materializing before Nyzzorrak.

She enveloped him with her Vylkr energy.

Witnessing the clash of Vylkr energies, Zaelthar and the others glanced at Avarielle with heavy expressions and narrowed gazes. They immediately distanced themselves from the unfolding battle, yet maintained their control over the suppression technique.

Nyzzorrak was stunned.

Avarielle was suppressing the Vylkr energy he had unleashed to infect the surroundings with precise, skilful control. During their earlier clash, she had only shown the ability to resist Vylkr corruption and suppress his assaults.

But now… she was manipulating it.

At this moment, she seemed more like a Vylkr spawn than he did.

How could such a being exist?

Avarielle moulded the Vylkr energy into inky black chains, wrapping them tightly around the Nyzzorrak until he resembled a mummified figure. She quickly etched a series of suppressive inscriptions onto the chains.

Due to the volatile nature of Vylkr energy, the inscriptions would only hold for a brief time.

It was only because of her profound understanding of Vylkr energy that she had successfully cast the technique. If anyone other than Margona or Zera had attempted it, the outcome would have been disastrous.

She let out a quiet breath of relief.

They had succeeded.

The Vylkr spawn was finally captured.

Now, it was time to deliver him to Paradise.

Avarielle turned to the Zaelthar and the others.

"Follow me," she commanded.

She dismissed their questioning stares.

She understood their curiosity; they wanted to know how she was able to control Vylkr energy, but she ignored it. Their agreement only required her to share everything related to the King-ranked Spirit Beasts.

If they wanted to learn more about her, they would have to offer something in return.

And if they ever tried to exploit her after the contract expired, she had prepared contingencies.

Avarielle nodded at the women, signalling them to look after the floating island. Then she turned and led the way toward the Spiritual Link Point that connected to the Paradise Realm.

Zaelthar, Iyla, and Jaros exchanged glances and nodded, following closely behind her.

They had to maintain a constant grip on their attacks to prevent the Vylkr spawn from breaking free. The corrupted energy still gnawed it, threatening to erode through it.

The remaining Spirit Beasts stayed in position.

If the Vylkr energy burst free from the trio's control, they would instantly converge on the site.

In the meantime, they surveyed the surrounding territory, preparing for any potential attacks.

...

Avarielle grabbed the mummified Zaelthar by the neck and pushed him into the Spiritual Link Point.

"A special delivery for the Supreme Leader," she said, a soft smile touching her lips. Then she added, "Consider it a wedding gift."

She tossed him through the portal, then withdrew her hand and calmly dispersed the gathered Vylkr energy around them.

Turning back to the trio who had helped subdue Nyzzorrak, she said, "You've fulfilled part of your agreement. Now we wait for the Supreme Leader's return."

"How long will that take?" Zaelthar asked.

"A few days, no more than a week," Avarielle replied. "In the meantime, make yourselves comfortable. I'll ensure word spreads of your role in protecting the territory from a Vylkr spawn."

"Don't mention it," Zaelthar said, shaking his head. "There's no need to broadcast it. We were only fulfilling our part of the agreement."

"We wouldn't mind waiting a few hundred or even a thousand years for the Supreme Leader's return," he added, "but sooner is better."

Rylla nodded in agreement.

"However, I'm curious about one thing… Where is your Supreme Leader currently? And where does this Spiritual Link Point lead?" Zaelthar asked, narrowing his eyes at her.

"It leads to our realm—the Paradise Realm. The Vylkr entities are enemies we must deal with harshly, so we send them there for proper sentencing," Avarielle replied.

Zaelthar's eyes lit with understanding, but his expression shifted into a complex array of emotions. "Does that mean your realm has individuals capable of handling Vylkr spawns?"

Avarielle nodded.

"Interesting," Zaelthar muttered.

He fell silent, offering no further words.

Avarielle turned her attention to Joros.

"You are more intriguing than I initially thought," Joros said with a chuckle.

"I look forward to meeting this Supreme Leader, to learn who he is and why we're expected to wait for his return. I hope it's worth it," he added.

"It is," Avarielle said with a nod.

She offered nothing more before vanishing into an undulating space, returning to the floating island.

The trio followed, utilizing the Spirit Law of Space to cross vast distances in an instant.

.....

Far from the White-Winged Gryphon territory…

A woman with white four furry ears and a tail and a black cat with orange spots, wearing an exaggeratedly long pointy crown, observed the events that had transpired with calm interest.

The woman narrowed her eyes at the golden-haired goddess and the others beside her.

If that one could manipulate Vylkr energy, it wouldn't be far-fetched to think the others could as well.

She finally understood what her instincts had been warning her about.

"That was quite entertaining. I can't wait to meet this Supreme Leader in person," the cat said, yawning and stretching its limbs. "However, there's somewhere else I need to be. I'll leave an avatar here in the meantime."

"You still haven't told me what you know about this event," the woman said, watching as the cat rose onto its hind legs.

She realized she had three choices: wait for official information to be released, step forward and take the binding oath, or…

She could take another route, extract the truth from the unfathomable being before her.

"Fine. Since it seems that you would learn about anything regardless, I will tell you," the cat responded. His expression became serious.

The woman's expression turned serious as she listened attentively.

"A few days ago, a divine being impregnated a Spirit Beast with his divine seed, creating a divine-spirit beast hybrid. This pregnancy had also enabled her to break through the strength of her natural age limit into a new level of power."

"This inconceivable, impossible event created a phenomenon that resonated across the Middle Layer of the Spirit Realm. Many of us weren't close by, so it took some time before we arrived here and learned about what had transpired ourselves."

"I suspect that the King-ranked Spirit Beast that had emerged here had come from the Upper Layer and was simply passing by."

"Fortunately, he was only observing and had restrained himself from taking any action. Nonetheless, his aura had still spilt, drawing everyone's attention. "

"It was after you entered the borders of this territory that you sensed the strange phenomenon. If not, it would have gone unnoticed except for others within and those aware of it."

The woman's expression turned into a mixture of shock and disbelief.

A divine being impregnated a Spirit Beast?

A divine-spirit beast hybrid!

This shocking information overshadowed even the presence of a King-ranked Spirit Beast.

If she had heard it from another being, she would have dismissed and punished them for trying to make a fool of her. Yet, even when she had heard from the lips of the being before her, she still didn't dare to believe it.

It took several minutes before she could recover her composure.

Now, she was aware of why the King-ranked Spirit Beast had been present in this area.

"I know that this would make you more interested in this divine being. But you should tread carefully. There are a lot of formidable Spirit Beasts whom you can not contend with that are interested in him as well, should you take action that they aren't pleased with. Your end would be horrific," the cat said.

The woman attempted to speak, but before she could, she paused.

He had disappeared.

She could no longer sense his presence. She frowned. She turned her focus to the floating island in the distance. She needed time to digest the information she had just received properly. She planned to meet them after the information had been released to the public.