Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest - Chapter 1889: The Mother of the Ancient King
Chapter 1889: The Mother of the Ancient King
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BOOOMMM!!!
In that moment, Olivia was flattened. Her entire body exploded, her organs burst open, her bones shattered, and her muscles tore apart.
Her head popped like a watermelon as her brains splattered everywhere.
It was a horrifying death that forced her to confront the utter powerlessness of her situation.
And just how strong…
This terrifying servant truly was.
“It’s done, Master,” Foreigner spoke with calm composure. “Now, let us offer this to great Nyarlathotep, who has been watching with great interest and— Hm?!”
And yet, even in the depths of this despair,
there was still a spark of hope. Olivia’s greatest “mistake” in this Holy War…
had also brought back her hope.
FLAAASH!
A bright, blinding light surged forth. Foreigner’s palms burned as he groaned and yanked his hands away. The distorted void dimension he had created was engulfed in the light, exploding and shattering into countless glass-like fragments.
“What’s this now?!” the fairy demanded, her expression twisted in annoyance.
“A true divinity?!” Foreigner asked. “Impossible. Both were out of Mana, and that man, though blessed with some divine power, was no god!”
However…
Foreigner and his master had no idea that “Rider” was not alone.
Another divine figure emerged—this one composed of a minor yet immensely powerful divinity that expanded like blinding light in every direction.
Her slender figure, her beauty, her bright eyes…
She was the wife of that ancient Mesopotamian king, the mother of the greatest hero king, Gilgamesh.
The Caster-Class Spirit existed simultaneously within Rider.
Ninsun — The Wild Cow Goddess of Wisdom.
She possessed clear brown skin, long white hair, and bright blue-cosmos eyes. She wore a semi-transparent dress adorned with golden accessories.
Above all, her most striking feature was a pair of white cow-like horns rising from her head, decorated with rings of pure gold.
Beside her stood Olivia, gasping desperately for air. She realized she had just died, yet Rider’s second half had manifested her healing divinity in the nick of time, fully restoring her before every cell in her body could perish.
“N-Ninsun?” she muttered, tears streaming down her face.
“I’m sorry, Master. It took me a while—I had to gather all my divinity for this moment,” Ninsun said, turning to face Foreigner. “Foreigner! You wear the body of a human and yet… you are something that should not exist. Why? Just why were you summoned? Why did you answer the call of that fairy?!”
“…”
Foreigner remained silent while his master stared at him with a wicked grin, then glanced back at the goddess.
“He has no obligation to answer your questions, cow.”
“…So be it.”
Ninsun snapped her fingers. The radiance surrounding her took shape as a Domain that spread rapidly in all directions.
“She’s trying to escape through a domain?!” Foreigner’s master snapped.
“We won’t let her,” Foreigner declared, channeling his Void Manipulation to halt her.
However.
“That won’t work. The White Bull of the Sacred Pasture. Come to your master!”
FLAAASH!
A brilliant gate opened above her as a giant white bull emerged, galloping wildly.
Olivia and Ninsun leaped onto its back as it soared away. At the same time, the Domain Ninsun had created continued expanding, revealing itself as a magnificent white fortress—a castle born from her own divinity.
Foreigner pursued, still gigantic, towering like a living mountain. In the world of dreams, he held total control over his appearance and existence, making himself so enormous that everyone else appeared tiny by comparison.
“A bird and now a bull. How original.”
The fairy laughed, summoning a staff of black wood from which red and purple roses bloomed along its branches.
“Let me assist you, Foreigner.”
Her eyes flared bright red as she unleashed dozens of beams made of pure chaos energy.
“Chaotic Rays.”
BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM!
Ninsun’s fortress of divinity endured the deadly bombardment, surprising both the fairy and the heroic spirit.
“I told you it was pointless.”
Ninsun glanced back, then pressed her hands together.
In that instant, the fairy and Foreigner unleashed all their power and fused it.
Space itself faltered and then halted. Ninsun was violently pulled back toward them as gravity distorted and reversed.
“Come back to us, goddess!”
“Why are you running so much?”
As they closed in, Foreigner’s tentacle-like hands began smashing the fortress and spreading his black miasma everywhere.
At the same time, the fairy continued firing her chaotic rays.
“Ninsun, they’ve got us!” Olivia cried. “We have to run, we have to—”
“Running was never my plan,” Ninsun said, smiling gently at her master. “Please, Master, stand by my side.”
“…!”
Olivia’s eyes widened as Ninsun completed her prayer.
And then…
“Egalmah — Temple of the Great Mother.”
She activated her Mythical Treasure, which contained a fragment of her divinity.
FLAAASH!
The fortress transformed, and so did everything around them.
In a single heartbeat, Ninsun did to Foreigner and his master exactly what they had done to Rider and Olivia moments earlier.
“?!”
They suddenly found themselves standing in an endless garden of yellow flowers. At its center rose an ancient Mesopotamian temple radiating blinding light.
As the temple in the distance pulsed with divine radiance, both the fairy and Foreigner felt…
Sick.
“Ugh?!”
Foreigner groaned and dropped to his knees, vomiting black blood.
“Guaaaack?!”
“Foreigner?!”
His master rushed to his side, only to be struck by the same nauseating sensation. Her entire body throbbed with agonizing pain.
She clenched her teeth and glared into the distance.
There, Ninsun and her master stood in calm silence.
“Ninsun, what did you do?!” Olivia asked. “W-What is all this?”
“This is my Temple. In this holy sanctuary, dark spirits and madness are not permitted—they are cleansed,” she explained.
“…?!”
“That spirit and his master are not mere dark spirits, but their entire being is woven from malevolent forces,” she continued. “Above all, their minds operate differently from ours, fueled entirely by the most wicked kind of madness. In this world, within my Divine Domain, they are completely powerless.”
“They are?!” For a brief moment, Olivia considered killing Foreigner’s master.
“I would advise against it,” Ninsun said, sensing her intention and looking at Olivia with gentle reproach. “While they are weakened, we must escape.”
“What? But we’ve come so far—I died!” Olivia protested angrily. “That woman…! With your powers maybe we could—”
“NNGAAAAAHHHH!”
As she spoke, the woman screamed, ripping open her own skin and exposing the raw flesh beneath.
Then she tore away the flesh itself, blood spraying violently in every direction.
“AAHAHAH… HAHAHAHAHA!”
To the utter shock of Ninsun and her master, they witnessed…
what truly lay beneath it all.
A twisting mass of black cosmos, of primordial chaos unlike anything they had ever seen.
Crimson eyes opened everywhere as black tentacles lined with razor-sharp fangs emerged.
“You don’t know ANYTHING about who I truly am! Hahaha… I am Lord Chaos, my papa’s daughter! Heir of Chaos Gate! Kireina!”
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