Xyrin Empire

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: The Super Family

Imagine one day, if a little fairy barely bigger than a dragonfly hopped up and told you she was the Life Goddess and also the supreme deity of this world, what would you think?

I believe the vast majority of people would think this: Cut it out, go to sleep…

But—this word is always so dramatic—what if you were a devout Divine Believer, and right now an angel stood before you, swearing on their divine name and the True God’s name that the little fairy wasn’t lying to you, would you believe it?

No matter how unreliable that little fairy seemed, you’d probably believe it unconditionally…

At first, Dingdang’s declaration of identity caught Anwina by surprise, and she initially took the other as a mischievous little fellow who liked to joke around, even trying to reach out and pat the little thing’s head—of course, it ended badly. For a ghost being, Dingdang’s divinity was even more terrifying than Alaya’s Holy Light. Anwina, who still bore the death attribute, was nearly wiped out by an instantaneous divine shock. Thankfully, Alaya smacked Anwina’s hand away at the crucial moment, preventing the ghost sister from dying in such an unfortunate way.

Then Alaya told Anwina that Dingdang’s words were true, the gods who created countless worlds (Anwina might think of them as Titans, but that didn’t matter) couldn’t possibly manage each world personally, so they often sent their subordinates or children who needed experience to be the managers of the worlds, and Dingdang was one such Lower-level God. Alaya’s tone left no room for doubt, she even swore on her own name and the name of the Main God—well, we all know, for extra divine angels, these two things have no binding force whatsoever, but the problem is, Anwina didn’t know that!

So, Anwina finally believed and was utterly amazed that such a tiny little thing could be the Manager of the world, and then, like any simple girl who has been educated in the ways of divinity from a young age, disregarded the other’s appearance and started an almost fanatical worship…

Honestly, I find this kind of worship quite incomprehensible—especially when the object of worship is a little thing that’s less than fifteen centimeters tall, lying in the palm of someone’s hand, holding a lollipop.

“Ha, that means Dingdang is now the Supreme God of this world. Although you are a resident of Azeroth, because of this problem of a space-time anomaly, you and your brother have already been stranded in this world for over twenty years! According to the rules of ‘All Gods’ Canon Standard Regulations,’ ‘World Management Method Third Thousandth Amendment,’ and ‘Six hundred and sixty-second amendment to the Transmigration Resident Household Management Law,’ residing in another world for over twenty years will automatically transfer all resident identity data to the New World, so your brother’s soul has been guided by this Goddess! Don’t worry, Dingdang will definitely arrange a good rebirth for Tony!”

I guess those eternal gods have nothing better to do than to amend these torturous regulations all day long…

“So… esteemed Goddess, may I still see Tony one more time?” asked Anwina, full of hope, in response to the lies that Dingdang told without batting an eyelid.

The little thing was stunned.

If what she had just said was all true, arranging a meeting between this newly guided soul and his relative wouldn’t be a problem at all… The issue was, other than those meaningless amendments, she was completely lying!

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Now where was she going to find Tony, who had already been blasted to oblivion by the Holy Light?

It seems the little thing isn’t very good at this kind of lying that requires a strong gift of gab and quick wits. In times like these, it’s up to me, the Leader, to step in…

“Well… that’s probably impossible…” I put on a troubled expression, “The gods have decreed that souls personally purified by the Divine Race cannot communicate with their friends and family from their previous lives. This is to protect the freedom of the newly born spirits. If you insist on meeting Tony, I’m afraid it might cause your brother to dissipate… You don’t have to feel so down, knowing that he is well is enough, isn’t it?”

“So that’s how it is…” Anwina still seemed a bit downhearted, which made me feel somewhat guilty, but there was no other way. It was the best solution; otherwise, Anwina would definitely bear the guilt of killing her brother forever. Better a lie to protect her than that.

Alaya swore to the gods once more that her Monarch hadn’t lied…

With things having come to this, we had no more mood for exploration. This place had already been thoroughly purified by the Holy Light. Probably, even if anything had been here before, it had been obliterated, so we decided to leave.

Before we left, we finally witnessed the strange incident described by Lin Xue.

Accompanied by the rising sun, the large mansion that had been half-destroyed by Pandora’s cannon shot was restored to its original state in an instant. If it had to be described, it was like an abrupt cut in a movie scene, where the entire house was restored to the condition it was in when we first arrived, without any process.

This was due to the anomaly caused by the space-time anomaly; the space where the mansion was located was just a projection, so it didn’t have a complete timeline. The time belonging to the mansion was only 24 hours, and when that passed, the house would reset to the previous cycle.

But now, there were no ghosts left inside the mansion.

“Well, how should I take you back?” I said, looking at the lineup of non-human beings before me with a pounding headache.

Alaya wasn’t worried at all because she could spiritualize and hide nearby after becoming invisible, or simply burrow into my spirit world and sleep soundly. However, Dingdang and Anwina posed some problems.

They could spiritualize as well, theoretically hiding in my spirit world, but…

The former’s spiritual power was too exaggerated. The spiritual body of a god was more than I could bear, let alone that Dingdang also possessed Divinity. Just a touch of that stuff was enough to obliterate any creature without Divine Status—this had nothing to do with strength. It was all because of the outlandish attribute of Divinity.

As for the latter… cough, do you want to try what it feels like to be possessed by a ghost?

“Dingdang can stay right here!” While we were racking our brains, Little Thing suddenly slipped into my pocket.

…Alright, my impression of the gods was completely ruined anyway…

“It’s fine if I stay on it,” Anwina said timidly, pointing behind us.

With effort beyond the vision of ordinary people, I eventually spotted a slick black crow perched on a big tree behind us, its innocent little eyes blinking at us.

You think you’re Medivh or something!

Okay fine, it’s a good idea. Anwina, the ghost maid possessing a crow, made for an interesting topic, certainly much better than a certain goddess hiding in pockets and munching on jellybeans.

Huh? Wait! Eating jellybeans!!! In my pocket of my new clothes?!

“Little Thing! You get out here! This is a new piece of clothing I bought!!!”

After a genuine Ghost House Exploration, we finally returned.

My sister learned of our adventure and immediately regretted not having joined us, but there was no remedy for regret, not even for the Curse Queen when she felt down.

Dingdang’s return made my sister quite happy. As soon as we got back to the hotel entirely booked by Lin Xue, she wanted to hug Dingdang and catch up, but the latter seemed more interested in other things, zooming around the room, studying the odd living supplies in her view. We had to be vigilant at all times, making sure this overly excited Little Thing wouldn’t pop out from some nook or cranny and run into strangers.

Another subject of my sister’s interest or sympathy was Anwina.

When she saw us bring back a crow, she was startled. Later back in the room, watching this crow turn into a beautiful young woman, she exclaimed in surprise again.

I marvelled once more at Anwina’s Medivh-style entrance.

Soon, my sister learned of her unfortunate past and expressed fierce hatred for the Catastrophe Army, but Anwina seemed calm—or rather, the novel outer world had momentarily made her forget her misfortune. Instead, she began inquisitively asking questions about everything, like a curious child. The most ordinary items for us were quite magical for this ghost maid. It seemed she would be entertained for a long time.

This scene provided us some comfort; it seemed Anwina’s misfortune had finally ended.

Besides, I suddenly realized that my home seemed to have become a gathering center for abnormal creatures…

“Angels, Goddess,” Sandora counted on her fingers, “Super Ability Users, Xyrin Emperor, ghosts… and they’re all girls…”

This is indeed a terrifying super family…

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