Chapter 681 The Birth of A World Consciousness

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Chapter 681 The Birth of A World Consciousness

Maeve was alone in space with the planet below her, her eyes were closed as she allowed the discounted dreams and flashes of memories she had been having all these while to flourish.

Her Divine Power was strengthening in every moment as her Soul became Immortal. If she was not killed off, then she would live until the end of the universe. A time that was so distant it could hardly be comprehended by a mortal mind.

With the return of these memories was the knowledge about the past, and they were both pleasing and horrifying for she remembered the endless torture Rowan went through in the hands of that monster and the message and inheritance that Elura had placed inside for her dear son.

With a loud cry she returned back to the planet as her Ascension had taken her to space, she tore through reality that was barely healing due to the bombardment of her godly tribulations.

The heavens themselves screamed her name, for she had left this world a mortal and returned a goddess.

The skies changed and the entire world was filled with life, trees sprouted from deserts and rivers sang as their waters became as sweet as honey.

Countless creatures were filled with vitality and their number exploded, and in a stunning change that would shock the universe... this world that had been left to rot for countless years began to grow.

The vast presence of life growing on its surface spurred a change inside of it, and slowly a consciousness was beginning to develop.

Everyone on the planet heard a cry like that of a child, as a World Consciousness was born, and the world transformed into a Minor World.

With her sheer presence alone, Maeve had created a Minor World!

Such an accomplishment had exceeded what a god should be able to accomplish, such powers should be left in the domains of Empyreans.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

When she became a goddess and lit up her Divine Spark, a massive change happened inside her Territory, transforming it into a Divine Kingdom that was different from the traditional god, but Maeve did not truly understand these changes or the ramifications behind them.

This transformation in her Divine Kingdom was reflected on her body as her dark short hair turned green and flowed like calm waves, extending down to her waist.

She grew two short green horns on her forehead, and wings like those of a butterfly extended from her back, but during this transformation, Maeve remembered the forms of the vassals of Rowan who had been with her through all the stages of her transformation, and she forced a change on her wings.

No longer was she a vassal of Elura, she had become something more, and in honor of her lord, she transformed her wings, to no longer be that of the Nymph, and although she did not know the names of these new vassals, she saw their wings and made her own to imitate their structure.

The two massive green wings behind Maeve that stretched more than thirty feet from tip to tip gave her a Divine presence that made even the stones shudder in awe.

Flowing among her wings were massive bolts of green lightning and if one was to watch closely, they would see a small fairy dancing on her wings.

Her feet did not touch the ground and she regarded Absomet and the rest with eyes filled with power. The head of Lamia had gone silent, even the crazed Abomination Core could feel the power erupting from Maeve—It was the gentle nature of the earth that was now filled with divine fury.

Every bolt of lightning coursing through her body was filled with life, but this feeling of endless vitality did not fill her enemies with reassurance, but dread.

Who better to dispense death than the one who controls life?

"Tell me everything you know," Maeve commanded.

Lamia could as well refuse this command than she could lift up the universe, her mouth opened, and she began talking.

At first, the face of Maeve was stern, and soon her eyes widened as panic filled them.