You are all my wings...

Chapter 504 I Want Him More and More

At this moment, Lyon inspired the poems with a great deal of magic.

Normally, the Psalms do not require magic, but if magic is added, their power will be even greater.

As the magic was activated, this brilliant poem was infused into Astalia's body.

Boom!

She was stunned at that moment.

He felt as if he had completely merged with Leon.

What the eyes see, the ears hear, the nose smells, and the skin touch—all the senses—are combined and amplified.

Her aura continued to rise, and she suddenly rose to a level comparable to the illusory figure of the Lord of the Cold Hell before her.

Her pupils contracted slightly, and she turned to look at Leon. She understood.

The full power of his poetry not only blessed him, but also brought his soul and body into fusion with him.

Then, in an instant, he possessed Leon's terrifying talent.

Sensing Leon's seemingly effortless ability to grasp profound truths and vast amounts of knowledge, and his physical prowess that allowed him to unleash extraordinary physical skills at any moment, Astalia finally understood why Leon always called himself a genius.

With such talent, it would be an understatement for him to call himself a genius.

[Goddess Astalia's favorability +2%, current favorability 123%]

What she didn't know was that Lyon was currently using thirteen different modes, including eleven deep modes and two advanced modes, making his natural talent astonishingly high.

By temporarily lending Leon's dozen or so modes to Astalia in conjunction with the poem, and combining this with her own SR+ talent and the poem's enhancement, her combat power naturally rises to another level.

At this moment, inspiration kept bursting forth in her mind, and coupled with her astonishing thirteenth-level cultivation, she immediately grasped the mystery that had previously caused her some hesitation.

At the same time, they also came up with a more ingenious plan on how to deal with the current situation.

With a thought, Astalia, carrying Leon, transformed into particles of light once more.

It was her most proficient twelfth-level flight magic, the ever-changing light particles.

shhhhhh!

In the void of the Origin Land, a vast rain of light particles, shimmering with dazzling radiance, transformed into a torrent like a shooting star, passing straight through the towering phantom of the Time Hell.

The original location of the Time Hell was where space and time were suppressed, bound by the immense divine power of the Time Hell, and frozen into ice that had existed for millions of years.

But at this moment, the light particles dispersed and found extremely fine channels in the frozen spacetime, similar to cracks in ice. They scattered and instantly entered the majestic phantom.

At this time, the Frozen Hell was only a projection from a distance, and it was obviously not yet back to its peak state. The frozen spacetime did indeed have many extremely minor flaws.

These weaknesses would normally have been enough to easily stop Astalia, or even suppress her.

But now, with the double blessing of Leon's poems and her innate talents, Astalia can unleash power far exceeding what she has ever possessed before.

In the blink of an eye, it completed the piercing, flew out from behind the phantom, and headed towards the mostly formed New Auster Continent. In the next blink, it entered the depths and flew out towards the core of the [Matter Singularity], the [Singularity Core].

With Leon's talent and the two lords of the forbidden zone attracting the attention of the Goddess of Origin, now is a golden opportunity to seize the core power of this forbidden zone.

The Lord of the Cold Prison, watching Astalia fly into the New Auster Continent, was indeed wary and did not immediately choose to act; his phantom still stood majestically outside the New Auster Continent.

However, the Lord of the Styx, who was chasing from behind, did not slow down at all. His graceful figure was surrounded by the divine might of the Styx River, which intimidated the Lord of the Cold Prison from afar.

"Aurahande, are you going to stop me?"

"Go ahead, but be careful not to go too far and attract 'her'."

A sound like ice crystals shattering lingered, and the phantom of the Time Hell slowly faded away, neither choosing to pursue further nor hindering the Lord of the Styx.

"You're smart enough to know your place. No matter how high your rank, the restricted area hasn't recovered much yet. How could you possibly stop me?"

The Lord of the Styx chuckled and suddenly flew into the New Auster Continent.

……

Inside the singularity of the Earth's core.

"Astalia, how's the progress?"

"Your poem is indeed very powerful; I've almost reached 80% control of the game now."

Astalia is focused on seizing core control of the singularity's core.

She had already taken control of 60%, but the remaining 40% was the most difficult, so she and Leon hadn't taken any further action in the past two months.

Unexpectedly, the situation spiraled out of control as soon as Leon was promoted, forcing her to take a gamble.

"So that's how it is. Your goal is to seize control of this [Matter Singularity]?"

A cold, icy voice, like a spring of ice, came from afar, and a graceful figure in flowing black robes slowly entered this overlapping space-time.

Lyon glanced at her and saw that the goddess of the Styx was tall, about 1.9 meters, slightly shorter than Cheng Erheli, and the second tallest woman he had ever seen.

She wore a black trench coat over a striped, fitted mini skirt that revealed her shapely, long thighs and slender calves, and black mid-calf boots.

The bandage-like bodice around her chest was tightly bound horizontally, yet it remained as firm as a papaya, further highlighting her slightly exposed, clean collarbone, which looked as if it could be loaded with a cannon.

Her long, slender arms were covered by black gauze sleeves that clung to her skin, and her long, delicate hands were gloved with dark gloves. One hand was tucked behind her waist, while the other gently tucked her long, smooth hair behind her ear, revealing her well-proportioned, straight, and fair neck. Her figure and posture were extremely elegant.

Most notably, her eyes were captivating. Beneath her alluring, peach-blossom-like eyelids were a pair of deep, dark pupils, their gaze profound and seemingly capable of absorbing all light.

These were the only two women Leon had ever met who shared the same eye color as him.

Beneath her high, straight nose, her lips, which seemed about to bleed, were slightly upturned, as if in a playful manner.

She was like a rose with thorns, dangerous yet beautiful.

Astalia's heart sank slightly. She hadn't expected that the Lord of the Styx would be so unfazed by the potential threat of the Goddess of Origin, and would easily pass through the dense aura of origin.

"Your Excellency, Lyon has long been a follower of the Goddess of Origin, and his chest bears her curse mark. Are you really going to attack him?"

“If he weren’t ‘her’s’ person, I wouldn’t have made a move.”

Shi Tikesi smiled slightly, then reached out her hand, unleashing the divine power of the Styx River, and an immense suction force appeared on her five fingers.

This suction force contained the power of various authorities and was extremely powerful. In an instant, it pulled Leon out of Astalia's grasp.

Astalia frowned, diverting her remaining strength to unleash a holy light that enveloped Leon.

However, although she was temporarily enhanced, she was still distracted, and the power of the Styx God was indeed formidable. The mysterious power contained within it continuously dissolved her holy light, slowly pulling Leon towards her.

"Not bad. The seventh-level verses alone are enough to make you and me compete like this. It seems I want it more and more."

Shi Tikesi smiled, amplifying her divine power with a wave of her hand, while simultaneously mobilizing the power of the distant Styx River's authority to bless her.

The Void River of the Underworld gathers a large number of fragments of the three major powers among the ten strongest powers: [Time and Space], [Spirituality], and [Civilization]. Combined with the great power of the world's birth, it forms a special forbidden zone that can naturally absorb and bury a large number of dead souls.

When she was first born, the Void River Styx ranked last among the thirteen forbidden zones of creation, but as the era changed and the number of the dead increased, she became stronger and stronger.

Therefore, she was one of the first Forbidden Zone Lords to successfully revive after being destroyed.

Another place with a similar function to the River Styx is the Hell of Life and Death, which is also the burial place of a large number of dead souls.

The main difference is that the former buries the spirits of the mortal world, while the Hell of Life and Death buries mostly the spirits of gods or spirits with divine characteristics.

Therefore, in the early stages of creation, the Hell of Life and Death held a higher absolute ranking, on par with the Hell of Time, because the Hell of Life and Death absorbed the spirits of many natural gods who perished in the early stages of creation and digested much of the essence of creation.

Therefore, for a deity to be resurrected, they must first pass through the ordeal of the hell of life and death. If they cannot pass through it, they may not be able to be resurrected smoothly.

In other words, the suppression of the Hell of Life and Death by the two supreme beings made it much easier for the gods to be resurrected in later generations.

At this moment, the power of the Styx was mobilized, and Astalia's pressure began to surge.

With a thought, Leon unleashed his hidden divine energy and used it to bless Astalia once more.

Through this back-and-forth, a brief balance is achieved between the two.

Upon seeing this, Shi Tikesi's expression shifted slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across her face.

She never expected that Lyon could actually provide further support.

Regardless, she didn't care; time was still in her hands.

If this continues, Astalia will definitely not be able to withstand her own suction.

Just then, Leon spoke up, caught between the two men's strength:

"Your Excellency, why are you so brazenly chasing me here? Is it because 'she' is temporarily too busy to pay attention to this place?"

Stitch ignored Leon, seemingly not taking him seriously.

Lyon continued:

"It seems so. No wonder you've been lying low for so long, yet you chose to emerge now. But do you know that you're not seeking revenge now, but rather weakening the forces that will carry out your revenge?"

Stella raised an eyebrow, but still did not answer Lyon.

"You don't believe I also want to rebel against 'her'?"

Lyon said:

"But that's understandable. You don't believe someone with the Origin Mark on their chest would want to rebel against that existence, just as I don't believe you can beat 'her'."

Shi Ti Ke Si's eyes, as black as pearls, narrowed slightly.

"Don't think I'm overstepping my bounds. Since you want to take my poems, you should allow me to say something. After all, my poems are so special that once I die, it's probably impossible for them to reappear in the future."

Lyon said.

At this moment, Shi Tikesi finally spoke up: "You're saying all this nonsense is just to stall for time? There's no need. Your fate is sealed."

“Your Excellency, since you don’t care whether I want to rebel against ‘her’, let me say something else. For example, I’ve been thinking about why you haven’t directly attacked Astalia now that we no longer have the protection of the Sacred Tree.”

Lyon calmly said:

“Normally, with your rank, you would be able to crush any ordinary true god. But after you came here, you didn’t attack Astalia. Instead, you chose to absorb me. This shows that although you can be a little unrestrained now while ‘she’s’ not paying attention to this place, you are ultimately not confident in dealing with ‘her’. Because this is the New Auster Continent, once the commotion gets big, ‘she’ will definitely turn her attention, right?”

His words, though seemingly slow, were actually quite fast and contained a wealth of information.

Shi Tikes looked surprised and asked, "So what?"

Leon smiled: "In other words, you are actually the one who is most hesitant to act. If I use magic to greatly disturb the singularity's core and attract 'her' attention, then the purpose of your operation will be ruined."

Shi Tikesi's exquisite features froze for a moment, then she burst into laughter as if amused:

"It is undeniable that you are indeed the most naturally gifted among the intelligent species. To achieve such accomplishments at such a young age is something to be proud of. However, excessive pride is meaningless. No matter how strong a mortal is, he is still a mortal. How could he possibly interfere with a creation forbidden zone of such a high status?"

She laughed so hard she bent over backwards, her papaya bobbing up and down.

Lyon nodded and said, "No wonder, your judgment is indeed very reasonable. After all, even if I can bless the poems for others, I don't seem to have much power myself."

Upon hearing this, Shi Tikesi slowly suppressed her smile.

He was too calm.

This composure made her feel that her forced laughter was pointless.

"From what you're saying, you have other methods besides this poem?"

"That's right, exactly."

Lyon was still caught in the tug-of-war between the two forces. At this moment, he pointed to the surrounding elemental vortex, and a mysterious frost-white aura emanated from his fingertip.

Wherever the halo of light passed, the terrifying elemental vortex within the core of this forbidden zone, powerful enough to annihilate most gods, surprisingly condensed.

"This move is my self-created magic, [Elemental Freeze Time]. Combined with various time-related mystical powers, it can directly freeze the time contained within elements."

As Leon spoke, he withdrew the glow from his fingertips.

He had too much mana to supply in the Poems, and although it was still replenishing rapidly, it was still in a low-level range, so he only showed it for a moment before withdrawing it.

"During this advancement, I gained new insights. Combining my two self-created techniques, [Material Miracle Alchemy] and [Illusory Truth Deduction], with the [Frosty Moon Flowing Light] magic I learned from Lady Aurahandai, the four major magics were merged into one and sublimated into a completely new magic, which I call [Time Particle Blast].

As he spoke, a faint halo of light once again condensed at Lyon's fingertips.

This halo was much dimmer than the previous frosty white halo, but it clearly contained terrifying power.

Once activated, it began to devour the terrifying elemental vortex surrounding the entire singularity's core.

This scene caused Shi Tikesi to frown slightly.

"Do you see that, Your Excellency? Under the interference of my [Deduction of False Truth], time can also extract matter particles. These particles are similar to the essence of spacetime, but not complete. As I continuously condense these particles with the magic of freezing time, once the compression limit is reached, it will be an ultimate explosion."

Shi Tikesi frowned.