Original God's Dark Priest

Chapter 930 Post-War Victory Celebration

O'Grey always believed he had made the right decision.

If there's anything wrong with it, it's that killing Xuanji was indeed wrong, but she doesn't regret it.

She is a demon, so what if she is guilty of jealousy? She is jealous of Xuanji, jealous that the little girl who is worthless in her eyes can follow the God Lord openly, while she can only live like a domesticated servant.

She had thought that since the divine realm was named after God, demons could not walk under the holy light and would be purified, but she was just unwilling to accept it, and this emotion troubled her for a long time.

Until one day, the old pope of the sanctuary found her and revealed a secret that shocked and angered her.

Demons, feeding on their own kind, see it as a shortcut to evolution.

Philigs rarely displays her demonic abilities, not because she doesn't want to, but because her demonic power is too weak. She wants to raise a few demons that are presentable, and then devour them to strengthen herself.

Upon hearing the news, Euryg refused to believe it, instinctively denying it and then running away from it.

"You didn't investigate, nor did you come to find me; instead, you chose to run away. Before running away, you even thought you had the guts to kill the person who was most important to me."

If your so-called backbone is wielding a butcher's knife against the weaker, Ogri, your courage... astonishes me." Saffir's eyes were almost devoid of emotion; his gaze towards Ogri lacked even hatred, only indifference.

Saffir had thought she would have a lot to say, but at this moment, she suddenly felt it was pointless.

So much time has passed, and the past has long lost its meaning. Time can leave traces on anything, and it can also erase those traces.

Even the deepest grudges will eventually dissipate into scattered fragments over a longer timescale, leaving only regrets and ultimately becoming meaningless.

“I’m sorry, Master.” Now that things had come to this, O’Gri knew that saying anything more would be pointless. “I deserve to die, there’s no denying it.”

Looking at her former apprentice who had confessed his sins, Saffir had nothing more to say. With a slight effort, she crushed the fragments she had gathered together with her own hands. The scorching holy flames burned at her fingertips, completely incinerating Ogri.

"Xuanji... I've avenged you."

Ogri is dead, the Abyss high command that invaded Nata has been eliminated, and the rest are no longer a threat.

Back at the crater blasted open by Mavica, Saffir saw Ishtar. Ishtar was waiting for her.

"Aren't you leaving?" Unexpectedly, Istaru asked this question.

Saffir paused, as if he had just remembered that he had another option.

She looked at the hole in front of her, and through the hole she could see Teyvat inside.

After a moment, she said, "I think I'd better not."

"Can't let go?" Istaru was not surprised by this answer.

Saffir wanted to shake his head, but nodded instead: "I shouldn't have any attachments, but I'm too deeply involved in the world. Some entanglements, if left unresolved, will do me no good."

"Entangled by fate, without a moment's respite, pushed by destiny to that end, haven't you seen through the essence of this destiny yet?" Ishtar asked with some doubt, seemingly not understanding Saphir's choice.

The divine light emanating from Saphir gradually dissipated, and after a few breaths, he reverted to his black robes as an executive of the Fools: "If you are referring to the path to godhood, I have walked it several times, but it only leads to one outcome. There is nothing to fear."

If you're referring to the desire for self-destruction…

She turned her head and looked into Ishtar's eyes. The traces of time hidden in those golden eyes were truly beautiful, but she had no time to appreciate them at the moment.

“This is a gift from my father, and I… am overjoyed to receive it.” With that, she stepped forward and entered the planet Teyvat.

At the same time, immense pressure descended, suppressing her surging power back to its original level. The abilities she used to kill Ogrim were also sealed away, and Sapphire returned to the god-level.

"Can... you do me a favor?" Istaru suddenly asked.

Saffir asked, somewhat puzzled, "Is there anything else you need my help with?"

Siying's connections are still quite valuable, and she doesn't mind making some exchanges of benefits in this matter.

Istaru pointed to the hole beside her: "You know, Asmodeus is gone, and none of the rest of us can fix it, but you can."

"..." Safiel frowned as he looked at Ishtar, and Ishtar looked back at him.

After staring at each other for a long time, Saffir spoke: "It's impossible."

“You can definitely do it.” Ishtar straightened her upper body. “I saw the spatial powers you possess; this kind of thing is effortless for you.”

Saffir shrugged: "Teyvat's suppression of me is too strong. Inside, I cannot use the spatial power sufficient to repair the false heavens."

“Then let’s go outside, is that so difficult?” Jonawa suddenly chimed in. She was quite professional and immediately offered a solution.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt two gazes on her. Upon closer inspection, she saw that Istaru and Saffir were looking at her as if she were an idiot.

Saffir sighed softly: "If I go out to fix it, how will I get back in after I'm done?"

“Uh…” Ronawa was stunned. She then realized what a silly mistake she had made, and her face turned red visibly.

Saffir had no intention of letting her off the hook, and asked Istaru again, "Has she always been like this?"

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have been so easily fooled by Shibarak. You'll get used to it." Ishtar had no empathy whatsoever and added insult to injury.

Hearing this assessment, Saffir looked at Ronava with some regret: "Even with that, I managed to trick her into bed twice."

"You..." Ronawa was furious, but didn't know how to retort. In the end, she let out a very angry snort and disappeared.

Seeing that Ronawa had run away, Saffir also felt a bit bored and simply left. Before leaving, he added, "I didn't create this hole. If you have any problems, you can go to Mavica and ask her to help."

“What can she possibly do…” Ishtar felt this was a pipe dream and could only sigh as she looked at the huge hole. What a beautiful canopy it was, just like that, punched right through it.

She reached out and touched the broken edge; a few more pieces fell off when she touched it.

“Eek…” Istar quickly withdrew her hand, and sighed again, “That’s why I hate violent people the most.”

Back at the Olympic Stadium, the cheers of victory had long since ceased, yet no one left. Everyone was waiting, waiting for one person's triumphant return.

As Safiel gently landed and stood before the arena's entrance, a massive horde of Nata warriors surged towards him, led by Chaska and Ying.

Without a word, the two men lifted Sapphire up and began to tossing her into the air. She was tossed high into the air and then fell back down, then tossed up again and fell back down.

The people around cheered, and some even shouted Aurora's name.

When the war ended and people were tallying up the casualties, they finally realized what preparations Saffir had made.

Despite an unprecedentedly dangerous invasion of the abyss, thanks to the efforts of Saffir and Veronica, not a single person was injured or killed.

What kind of power is this?

Saffir even suspected that if Mavica spoke up, he might be able to take the position of Vulcan.

Of course, she had no interest in becoming the God of Fire.

To be honest, she was interested in the Heart of Vulcan. But looking at the cheering warriors, and at Mavica smiling and observing everything...

Saffir smiled slightly, letting people celebrate their victory in this way. The task of finding the Heart of God should indeed be left to the captain to figure out.

Night falls in the arena's restaurant.

The captain, Mavica, Saffir, Ying, Little Paimon, and many other soldiers who had contributed to the war gathered together.

Mavica stood before the crowd and proclaimed, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have gathered here to commemorate this great victory!"

It was built with the hands of each and every one of us, so each and every one of us has every right to be proud of it.

We have once again weathered a tremendous catastrophe and saved our beloved homeland!

Her words were passionate and inspiring, drawing cheers and applause from the surrounding crowd.

But Mavica raised her right hand and slowly pressed it down, signaling for quiet. Once the noise subsided, she continued, "Indeed, this war is not completely over. The Abyss has not been destroyed; it has simply retreated back to its lair—a place deeper than the Kingdom of Night."

However, it misjudged Nata's fighting strength, and launching this war severely weakened it, leaving it unable to threaten Nata for a long time.

After some preparation, I will launch a final counterattack, enter its lair, and completely annihilate it.

"I can't believe it!" Asmeron exclaimed in surprise, thinking it was all over.

Many others shared his sentiments, and the joy of their recent victory vanished in an instant.

Berehanu was somewhat taken aback: "Wait, does Lord Vulcan mean you're going alone?"

“Yes, the abyss where it is located has extremely strong power. Ordinary people would die instantly if they came into contact with it even slightly.” Mavica nodded. This was no joke. “I understand your desire to charge into battle and continue to shine, but please be patient. I will bring back good news.”

Saffir looked at Mavica without saying a word.

Asmailon had completely calmed down by then, but then felt somewhat discouraged: "I have this feeling that I can't help at the last minute..."

“There’s no need to break these things down. You’ve all achieved a great victory. Let’s celebrate tonight,” Mavica said with a smile, trying to reassure everyone.

Berehanu nodded: "That's right, we're no longer in mortal danger and can live a normal life, right?"

“That’s good too, at least it’s better than having monsters everywhere,” Asmailon agreed.

Seeing that everyone had quickly let go of their resentment, Mavica was very satisfied: "When the time comes, I will gather everyone again."

In addition to thanking every soldier, we also want to thank the Fools for their special support.

She turned her gaze to the captain and Saffir, who was standing next to him.

Saffir, who was leaning against a pillar, looked up when he heard this.

The captain spoke first: "On behalf of myself, I offer my respects for the victory on this land. Aurora, the rest is up to you."

The captain has handed over the reins to Saffir.

There were actually quite a few fools present.

The executive officers alone consist of four: Captain, Saffir, Arecino, Rosalyn, and Scaramucci, who has already left the Fools.

But without a doubt, the one in charge was Saphir.

Hearing the captain pass the baton to him, Saffir didn't hesitate and said frankly, "This is a great victory, a victory that has finally been achieved after hundreds of years."

Whether it's the Fools, Nata, or any other nation on the continent of Teyvat, we all deeply abhor the Abyss.

Therefore, this kind of support is what we should do; when it comes to facing the abyss, we are inherently on the same side.

"Great!" Many people applauded.

Hearing the cheers, Safiel felt somewhat dazed, as if the Nata people's faith had been harvested once again.

She really didn't plan this this time, but the results were surprisingly good.

As the executor of the Fools, her reputation in Nata is probably almost surpassing that of Vulcan. It's really... shameful.

Mavica had no objection to this. She wasn't a petty person, and besides, without Saffir, she couldn't even imagine how many people would have died this time.

So she happily announced, "I hope this banquet can help everyone adjust their mood and boost their spirits, so that we can continue to work together and forge ahead as always."

Mavica's speech set the stage for the banquet, and a victory celebration officially began.

People laughed, drank heavily, and ate and drank to their hearts' content.

The soldiers were using food to dispel the remaining negative emotions in their hearts, in order to adjust their mood and better engage in the life ahead.

Saffir took a small plate, picked up some food, walked to the table by the bar, sat down, and ate in small bites.

Soon, the first group of people found her: Arecino and Clévy.

"Oh, isn't this the savior Aurora? Why are you eating here all by yourself? Aren't you going to celebrate with everyone?" Clementine held a wine glass in her hand, gently swirling it, and a bubbling sound rose in the glass.

Saffir glanced up, swallowed hard, and said with a smile, "Sister Lei, aren't you going to do something about Sister Weiwei? According to her age, Sister Weiwei is only seventeen years old now, not old enough to drink alcohol yet."

Clementine died at sixteen and was resurrected at sixteen. Including this time, she is only seventeen years old and not yet an adult.

Hearing Saphir's words, Clementine's little face puffed up like a bun: "Oh, you little Saphir! You're actually meddling in my business! I'm going to drink, I'm going to drink!"

After saying that, she tilted her head back and drank all the wine in the glass, then stuck her tongue out at Saffir.

Seeing her like this, Saffir couldn't help but laugh, but didn't stop her.

Arecino remained calm: "According to the rules of Winter Solstice, sixteen is the age to drink alcohol, so there's nothing wrong with Clementine drinking. Besides..."

She picked up a bottle from the bar and poured some into Clayville's glass: "This is a sparkling beverage, not alcohol."

"Pfft..." Upon seeing this, Saffir burst out laughing.

Clementine was even angrier. Her two best friends were completely undermining her, which was really too much!