Village Head's Debauchery

As this unfolded, Naka forged more alliances and took more races under his care. Humanity steadily regained its original strength, with more new and mysterious gods emerging. However, the 'Nine Greed Gods' could no longer sit idly by as humanity encroached upon their territory and finally decided to take action.

The scene shifted again before Orion, Aerialia, and Aegis of the Arctic Deity.

"Did the procedure go as planned this time?" General Reynold asked, peering through the transparent glass at a woman undergoing a similar yet distinct experiment due to her unique gift. He stood beside Dr. Nakamura and several other researchers, doctors, and medical professionals, meticulously documenting every detail for a comprehensive report.

"Unfortunately, our luck seems to have run out after seven lucky concurrent experiments. Each subsequent procedure ended with the patients either succumbing to the strain of their immense gift output or under mysterious, unrecorded circumstances," Dr. Nakamura sighed heavily, his frustration evident.

He took off his glasses, meticulously cleaning them with a handkerchief before placing them back on.

As if on cue with his words, the woman on the other side of the transparent glass began to bleed from every orifice, her form disintegrating into ash suddenly and unexpectedly.

From Oberon's memories, they knew he was lying. The experiment had only started to fail because Naka had underestimated his ability to ensure its success to such an extent that he was becoming bothered about creating any more man-made gods.

Additionally, the remaining Omnithriallian corpse in his possession was one of the main ingredients for the experiment's success, which he could no longer afford to waste. Due to this, Oberon had already begun to doubt Naka's actions, certain that if he was no longer willing to work on the development of the man-made gods, then there was something secretive and unknown that he was currently working on.

Hearing Dr. Nakamura's words and having just observed the scene unfolding before him, General Reynold sighed, nodding. "I understand. It's already a miracle that we've had seven consecutive successes in this experiment. If we can no longer create any more man-made gods, seven of us will have to make do with what we have."

"The 'Nine Greed Gods' are no longer remaining passive; they have already sent the races under their control on a direct confrontation against the human race to reclaim the territories they've lost. So, the only thing we can do is focus our full attention on a confrontation with them."

Dr. Nakamura nodded in understanding. "I wish you good luck in your battle with the 'Nine Greed Gods'. Unfortunately, I won't be around to see their faces when they realize this will only end in their defeat," he responded.

"If you don't mind, General Reynold, I'm very interested in Crimson Greatsword, which is currently in your possession. I've been trying to find ways to ask you about it and see if there's any way I can take a look at it. However, I haven't found any, so I decided to be… direct. But you don't have to worry, as I'll be using it for research purposes, of course," he cleared his throat and stammered as though he was afraid of the consequences of the words he had just uttered.

General Reynold narrowed his eyes briefly at Dr. Nakamura before saying, "Vault." Instantly, a horizontal ripple appeared in the air beside him. He stretched his hand into the ripple, causing it to stretch outwards and revealing a void within it, as he brought out a four-meter Crimson Greatsword that hovered in the air beside him.

Aerialia trembled slightly as she saw her Crimson Greatsword while Orion tightened his grip on the blade's handle. Although he couldn't see it due to his situation, he could still feel its weight within his grasp.

The others in the room instinctively moved backwards, avoiding any accidental encounters with the Crimson Greatsword.

"Are you referring to Covenant?" General Reynold asked.

Dr. Nakamura's eyes gleamed at the sight of the Crimson Greatsword as he nodded in response.

General Reynold nodded and carefully placed the Crimson Greatsword beside Dr. Nakamura. "Covenant is my most prized possession after killing my first god. Considering all your good works for us and humanity, I see no reason not to entrust this weapon to you for your research. The only condition is that I expect it to be returned in the same condition I handed it over. Is that acceptable, Dr. Nakamura?" he asked.

From above, Aerialia snorted in response and growled, "If I hadn't fought my way through several gods, exhausting almost all of my divine energy, and still had to stand on alert so that my children and I wouldn't be attacked by surprise as we made our way through the stellar gate, I'm sure I would have defeated him. He wouldn't stand a chance if I were at my peak strength and we had a rematch."

Hearing Aerialia's words, Orion wore a wry smile. He knew Aerialia's power, having acquired a stellar gate for her One-

winged race and battled General Reynold when he had just awakened his strength. However, such was the nature of life; there was no room for mourning one's enemy if they were too weak to defend themselves in a life-or-death scenario.

So, he simply closed his lips, knowing that a rematch between the two would never happen since General Reynold wasdead,and Aerialia did not currently possess a body of her own.

"Yes, of course, it's perfectly fine with me," Dr. Nakamura nodded eagerly.

"Alright then, I'll entrust Covenant to your care," General Reynold replied, rising into the air and departing from the room.

Watching this scene unfold from a distance, Oberon furrowed his brows. Few things could elicit such excitement from the man, so witnessing his fervour over the large Crimson Greatsword only heightened his suspicions.

However, before he could ponder deeper, Oberon decided it was time to leave. Though he had learned to discreetly spy on him, he knew his method wasn't foolproof, aware that, considering the man might have a unique way to detect his presence, he vanished instantly into thin air.