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Chapter 409: Divine Realm, Seraphine And Goddess of War, Love And Harvest
Divine Realm
It was among the three most widely known realms: Divine Realm, Mortal Realm, Hell.
Divine Realm was a higher dimension where Gods, and Angels lived.
Even before the arrival of System, the Gods and Angels rarely used to descend on mortal Realm from Divine Realm.
However, after its arrival, System completely forbade them from interfering with the lives of mortals.
Many believed this was because Gods used to be too tyrannical and they treated mortals as playthings.
At first, Gods were angered by the countless restrictions System placed on them.
But overtime, they began to enjoy System’s presence.
Why?
Because the Apocalypse brought a new flavor to the lives of Gods.
Simply put, the struggles of mortals and their despair as they faced against Apocalypse was an exciting “entertainment” for the Gods.
Of course, not every God thought like this.
The perfect examples were Sea God, War God, Sword God, and various other Gods, who gave up their Godhood and descended to Mortal Realm to help the mortals survive.
These Gods saw mortals as their children.
Nevertheless, these Gods were only labelled as “clowns” by their fellow Gods.
After their descension, the [Order] of most of these Gods dispersed.
Their mansions in Divine Realm were sealed, and plundered, and their Angels were forced to join [Orders] of other Gods to survive.
War God’s Order was no different.
No, if anything, War God’s Order situation was far worse.
War God has far too many enemies.
After War God suddenly disappeared, and it was revealed he had descended to mortal realm, his enemies pounced on his Order.
Almost all Angels of War God had to take refugee under other Gods to survive.
As for the resources of War God’s Order, they were naturally plundered by other Gods.
Yet, War God’s religion was still alive.
All because of one Angel.
Seraphina Valeis, the High Seraph of War God, his First Angel.
She remained, as the last angel in the Order, even if it meant facing enemies alone for thousands of years.
Had she left the War God’s religion, it would’ve collapsed.
But she refused to back down, believing War God would return one day.
It wasn’t easy.
She suffered alone for thousands of years, searching and waiting for him.
Even when her former fellow Angels told her that she should join another religion and stop rotting away in a bygone religion, she did not leave.
Because she trusted War God.
And finally, she had found a clue to his whereabouts.
…
Goddess of War, Love and Harvest Mansion; Divine Realm
Seraphina’s expression was terrifyingly cold, completely different from what she had showed to Isaac.
She walked towards the mansion of Goddess of War, Love, and Harvest.
There were no gardeners, no maids, no servants in the mansion.
Seeing the lack of people, Seraphina’s expression only became colder.
She reached the mansion gates.
Instead of opening them gently, or knocking, her divine energy surged and the doors were blown apart.
She stepped into the mansion, and her voice echoed through the empty mansion,
“Since there is no one in the mansion, it seems you knew I was going to come here to find you.”
“I wonder about that~” a voice answered.
Following the source of the voice, Seraphina reached the living hall where a Goddess was calmly preparing two cups of tea.
She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her beauty was almost divine. There would be no man or woman who wouldn’t be awestruck when resting their eyes upon her.
She was the Goddess of War, Harvest, and Love.
“I met Isaac Hargraves,” Seraphina said with a chilly tone.
“Oh, you finally met him~” the Goddess answered back.
“So, you are not even going to act like you didn’t know about him?” Seraphina spat.
One of the people in Isaac’s City were the follower of Goddess of War, Love and Harvest’s religion.
Seeing how these people had come so far from their city, Seraphina knew that the Goddess was pulling strings from behind the scenes.
In other words, she knew about the existence of Isaac Hargraves.
Of the son— no, perhaps, reincarnation of War God.
“Why did you not tell me about him? And—” Seraphina’s voice trembled, but she forced the words out. “Is he War God’s son or his reincarnation?”
“Reincarnation~? Isn’t that too much of a stretch~?”
“Don’t play jokes with me! Give a straight answer!” Seraphina exclaimed.
If Seraphina had met Isaac from afar, perhaps she might’ve been mistaken.
But seeing him so close, she was sure of it. His presence war far too similar to War God. He was either his son, or his reincarnation.
The reason Seraphina had spent so much time to talk with Isaac was because of this. She was making sure she was not mistaken about his presence.
The Goddess stared at Seraphina, whose corner of eyes were tearing up.
A sigh escaped the Goddess’ lips.
Seeing someone like Seraphina, who never broke down under any pressure, cry, she couldn’t continue her ignorant attitude.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you about him.”
“I’m asking you why you didn’t tell me about him before?”
“…”
“Answer me.”
“…”
Seraphina was barely holding herself back from attacking.
The Goddess’ silence wasn’t helping her.
“I’m asking—”
“What would’ve telling you done?” The Goddess cut her off. “Whether he is his reincarnation or his son, he gave up everything he had when he descended. Now, he is nothing more than a mortal. His children will be no different.”
Before Seraphina could complain further, the Goddess took out a slip of paper from her bosoms and placed it on the table.
“This has the address of the Three Color organization. I won’t answer your questions. But if you can’t contain your curiosity, you can go check for yourself.”
Seraphina snatched the paper, and gave her a glare before leaving.
Seeing her leave, the Goddess’ sighed.
She touched the pendant hanging around her neck—one that looked like the Soulbind Pendant Isaac had before it was fused with Cradle—and caressed it with a gentle yet melancholic expression.
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com


