Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out? - Chapter 1910: Reviving A Goddess

Chapter 1910: Reviving A Goddess

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As I reached my dungeon, I quickly commanded Glutton to regurgitate the goddess’s entire body. He obeyed without hesitation.

“GUAAGH!”

The Inventory Bag Mimic vomited the massive corpse onto the grasslands. Even in her weakened state as Armageddon, she remained a towering twenty-meter creature. She resembled a withered, black-and-dark-red humanoid ant with glowing red eyes and sharp, blade-like antennae. Only two arms remained; the others had been lost to the devastating damage she had suffered.

A smoky odor clung to her, mingled with a foul aura of divine power corrupted by miasma. I swiftly absorbed the miasma with my Corrupted Spirit Heart, refining it into pure spirit energy. Then I flooded her body with that energy and began drawing her scattered Soul Fragments and fragments of Consciousness into my own Soul.

As I consumed her essence, it felt as though Armageddon truly became part of me. I shared her deep grievances, her painful past, her burning anger, and her endless frustration. Glimpses of her long, tormented life flooded my mind. Despite her unforgivable attempt to kill my beloved Aquarina, she had pursued the same goal we held: to destroy the gods.

She was an artificial Great Spirit, crafted by the gods themselves to scout Terrarium before their planned invasion. She had presumably perished after encountering an aberrant, alien-like entity far too powerful for her, an original lifeform from Terrarium’s ancient, pre-terraformed era.

While the golden spirit and blue spirit shared a warm friendship, and the green spirit always lightened the mood with jokes and easy camaraderie, Armageddon had been the outlier. Silent, grave, forever questioning her own existence and the purpose of her mission.

Unlike the others, Armageddon awakened much earlier, frail and diminished. She parasitized the first host she found, a young Giant Blazing Ant Queen wandering the desert. By draining her mana, Armageddon slowly regained her senses and recovered her full memories, a clarity the other three never achieved.

Soon after, she reclaimed her Spirit Armament, fusing it with her vessel to grant the ant queen overwhelming power. The queen used that strength to conquer enemies and secure enough resources to establish her first colony.

Gradually, Armageddon consumed the queen’s brain while merging with it, becoming one with her host. She absorbed the insect’s ruthless instincts, and her own resentment toward the gods only grew fiercer with each passing year. For centuries, she built and expanded her colony, fueling her hatred.

Eventually, she harvested faith from her followers, amassing enough power to ascend as a Spirit Goddess, only for the other three spirits to thwart her ambitions, as if fate itself conspired against her.

Yet she was stubborn beyond measure. Even after her near-total defeat, she clung to existence in this broken form.

In her final moments, driven by desperation, she sought to kill Aquarina and devour her power to reclaim her lost divinity.

That was when I descended through my sacred connection as Aquarina’s Saint and ended Armageddon once and for all.

And now, here we were.

By carefully gathering her soul fragments, I had finally fused them into a small divine soul, roughly thirty percent of its original strength, the most I could restore without diluting its power.

I drew that Spiritual Soul from my body and infused it with EXP. It grew increasingly tangible, surging with immense new strength.

“Grrr…! Gaahh! Ahhh!”

She screamed and writhed in agony, as if torn between refusing rebirth and fearing true death. Deep down, perhaps she had found a strange comfort in dissolving into my soul.

“Armageddon, I will grant you a second chance!”

The instant I placed her Spiritual Soul into her reanimated body—already infused with my golden blood, abundant spirit energy, and an artificial divine spirit core I had forged on the spot through Divine Synthesis—I bound her with a Soul Contract.

“Do not waste this opportunity. Atone for your sins. I offer you redemption, and a chance to complete what you began.”

FLAAASH!

Armageddon’s body floated in midair. As it absorbed her soul, it rapidly regained color, turning a vivid bright red. She sprouted another pair of arms, along with translucent red and yellow wings, and a blazing red halo ignited above her head.

“…!”

Her eyes flared with renewed life. She descended slowly, landing on her knees. She stared at the ground, then at me, the sky, her own hands, and finally began to move freely.

“It’s a success.”

“…?”

Her eyes narrowed sharply.

Then.

“Ugh?!”

Her claws shot toward my neck as her mandibles clicked in fury.

“KRIEEEEHHH!”

With a deafening roar, she lunged, jaws wide, intent on tearing my head from my shoulders.

“No. Don’t do that.”

“…!”

At my quiet command, she froze. Her arms snapped back against her will, pinned behind her.

Confusion flooded her face. She could not understand what had just happened.

“Armageddon, you can speak. Talk to me. What do you feel?”

“Why?”

Her voice trembled with rage and disbelief.

“Just why did you revive me after devouring me, you monster hiding in the skin of a frail human child? What are you? Disgusting! Monstrous god! I swore to destroy every last one of you!”

“I’m like you.”

“What?!”

“I am a mortal who became a god.”

“…!”

“I brought you back because I saw your past when I consumed your soul. I wanted to give you a second chance.”

“Second chance? Hah! As if I could ever believe that! You’re… Ugh…”

She clutched her head, groaning as a sharp pain lanced through her skull.

I reached into her mind, flooding it with everything she needed to understand and trust me. Through our Soul Contract, glimpses of my own past poured in the instant she opened to them.

“I… I can’t believe this! I was devoured by a little child?!” she cried, fury mixing with humiliation.

“Child? Hey, I’m eighteen!” I shot back, looking indignant. “Almost nineteen, actually.”

“For someone who has lived thousands of years like me, that is nothing but a child!” she snarled.

“Ugh, think whatever you want. I need your help,” I said firmly. “I want you to assist me in cultivating my divinity.”

“No! I won’t help you!” she spat. “Kill me again! I’m tired of living! Tired of this endless pain! Make it stop!”

“Enough with the drama. You’re fine now,” I said, patting her shoulders gently. “You’re free of it.”

“I’m… free?” she whispered, eyes widening in sudden wonder. “Wait… you’re right. What… what did you do to me?”

“Nothing too drastic. I simply removed your madness,” I explained. “I also toned down your insect instincts as much as possible.”

“…!”

Shock washed over her as clarity returned, sharp and unfamiliar. “Ah…”

“You’re now my Contracted Spirit and Contracted Familiar, but also a goddess. So I suppose you’re my Goddess Familiar?” I mused. “I’m still thinking of a better title…”

“…”

She fell silent, gazing around with lingering confusion yet a growing sense of relief that eased the torment she had been carrying for so long.

At the same moment…

Ding!

[Congratulations! You have successfully Contracted the [Spirit Goddess of Fire and Destruction: Armageddon]!]

[Because the [Spirit Goddess of Fire and Destruction: Armageddon] is weaker than you, she has become your Familiar.]

[Although her True Name remains, do you wish to grant her a Second True Name?]

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