Inggrid's heart was fragile, having just given birth to her baby. She now struggled to think rationally. In her mind, suicide seemed like the only viable option. As she drew her dagger, Artemis swiftly intervened.
"What are you trying to do?! I won't allow it!" the god Artemis exclaimed. He managed to save their baby with his right hand while stopping the dagger with the other. "I will explain everything later, but trust me! Don't be swayed by that woman's words! I love you, and I've never betrayed you, Inggrid!"
As Artemis spoke, Inggrid began to regain a bit of clarity. But as if fate had already drawn its line, a swift, unseen attack penetrated the shield that Artemis had cast, striking Inggrid sharply in the back.
Blood spewed from her chest, her eyes widened in intense pain. The perpetrator of the attack was none other than the goddess Frigg Asa.
"She wanted to die anyway! I merely helped her, there's nothing wrong with that, right?" Frigg Asa asked without a hint of remorse, her eyes still swollen from her earlier faux tears.
Witnessing this, Artemis's eyes turned a deep black, signaling his intent to unleash his true power—a power that could rival or even surpass the Creator's God. He resembled a raging bull.
"I won't let you die! I will use every means within the Heavenly Throne to revive you!" an emotionally devastated Artemis declared.
"My love..." Inggrid, now fading, whispered in Artemis's embrace. "Forgive me..." The previous attack had left her on the brink of consciousness.
"I realize now that I was mistaken. Somehow, deep down, I've always trusted you," she murmured, her eyes slowly closing.
Her last words became a heart-wrenching indicator that she wouldn't open her eyes again, passing away in front of her lover. "Please take care of our child, and until we meet again in the next life, I love you!"
As Inggrid closed her eyes, her body growing cold and limp, she passed away, exhausted by the games of the gods. Yet, in her final moments, she realized Artemis's innocence.
Concurrently, a potent mana explosion emerged, genuinely surpassing the strength of the Creator God. A powerful murderous intent awakened in Artemis, known for his kindness and love for all creatures.
"You've truly tested the limits of my patience, you wretched gods! Now face your demise! I will obliterate the Heavenly Throne and everything within it! PERISH!"
Artemis's shout wasn't just an ordinary threat. It coincided with the formation of a massive energy orb, all while still cradling his baby.
Seeing this terrifying display, the Creator God raised his hand, shouting, "All gods present, activate HEAVEN’S PUNISHMENT!"
"This bastard's attack is not to be taken lightly, he's conjured an odd energy orb capable of annihilating this world!" he exclaimed, sensing the strange force emanating from Artemis.
"Use your godly powers before Artemis completely loses control! Do it now, or we will all perish! ACTIVATE IT NOW!" the Creator God commanded loudly.
"All of you are even more barbaric than the humans you so condescendingly call fools! THERE'S NO MERCY FOR ANY OF YOU!" Artemis roared, directing his gaze to the surrounding gods, drawing them into the massive dark energy orb he created.
As the gods were absorbed into his orb, the essence of their beings began to fade. Their bodies stuck firmly to the surface of the Black Orb, slowly disintegrating. The power of the Black Orb was terrifying.
"Ugh … we can't move! The core of our souls is disappearing, we–" The trapped gods met ghastly deaths one by one.
They seemed to face an onslaught of limitless energy, brutally thrust upon them, causing both their souls and bodies to vanish entirely.
At the same time, Heaven’s Punishment appeared above Artemis’s massive Black Energy Orb. A magic circle, thousands of times larger than the Heavenly Throne, emerged.
The circle conjured numerous chains, along with flashes of blue-white lightning. Then, it brutally struck Artemis, so much so that his skin began to peel off from sheer force.
In his perilous and enraged state, Artemis still managed to protect the body of his beloved and, of course, the baby he now cradled.
"Surrender, Guardian God of the World! It would be better for you to accept imprisonment within Heaven’s Punishment and rot there!" proclaimed the arrogant Creator God.
"Forget about the deceased woman and the demigod child! At the very least, your soul won't be as wounded by the heavenly punishment!" the Creator God smugly said to Artemis.
The sound of chains binding Artemis grew louder as he was on the brink of losing control of his powers.
Artemis never anticipated that to defeat him, these corrupt gods would use the ultimate divine power.
These chains represented the strength of each god and this was the most potent attack in the world of Magic and Sword.
All proceeded under the command of the Creator God. "Destroy this rebellious God and traitor to the Heavenly Throne! Let his body shatter and be eternally chained in lightning!"
"Don’t let this arrogant god escape your prison, O Heaven’s Punishment! Strike now!" he commanded, as the massive magic circle in the sky rained down upon Artemis.
Artemis could do nothing, having used much of his strength to protect his wife's body and their infant.
The gods' assault persisted, trying to ensnare him with millions of magical seals. This was the most powerful assault ever launched by the gods.
"Ugh … Forgive me, my child. It seems you must navigate this world alone," said a cornered Artemis, drained by the chains.
"I'm sorry I won't see you grow. Please, avenge your mother and me," whispered Artemis, immobilized by the chains but still shielding his baby.
Silently, Artemis bestowed his essence, his memories of these events, and a great secret onto his infant.
"What light just entered that infant?" a distant god wondered, seeing a bright radiance over the baby, Artemis's child.
"Don't let him use his last strength! He's safeguarding that child with his soul's essence!" cried Goddess Frigg Asa, quickly realizing the unfolding events.
"Quickly intensify your attacks, he's also creating a dimensional rift to send that child to the underworld!”
"All gods! Quickly amplify your divine energy to the Magic Circle!" Frigg Asa yelled, taking charge after the Creator God.
"You're all too late," whispered Artemis.
"Even if I can't retaliate against you all directly, for the death of my lover and myself." Artemis glared sharply at the gods present. "But remember, my descendant will bring you all down! Sooner or later, this Heavenly Throne will crumble because of your own actions!" gasped Artemis, nearly depleted of strength. "Black Hole! Condense and enter my child’s body! Become the energy to awaken the grand legacy I bestow upon him! Guard him until he avenges me!" he exclaimed. The Black Energy Sphere, which had not been destroyed earlier, only became stronger against Heaven’s Punishment. The combined power of the gods suddenly vanished as if nothing happened and reappeared as a marble-sized black ball. Then, the black ball filled with energy entered the forehead of Artemis's baby, activating a sky-defying mechanism, an immense power. [Introduction to the new Master completed. From now on, the Eternal Insect System will gladly merge with your soul, Little Master! Farewell to my former Ma
The woman with striking looks and long blonde hair nodded as her husband explained. Her bright blue eyes seemed to understand that something was amiss from her husband's story about the little baby in the basket. "Now I see. So, I want to ask one thing! Have you rescued someone else?" With a proportional body and elegant posture, she sought more clarity from her husband. However, her inquiry halted when she noticed something alarming. "Why is this basket stained with so much blood? Have the royal forces attacked you, my Husband?" Hilda asked, a hint of panic evident in her voice. "Calm down, let's go inside first. I'll explain everything to you. But it has nothing to do with the Kingdom," Gunnar responded, removing his shoes as he entered the house. He placed the baby basket on the dining room table. Meanwhile, Hilda quickly shut the door and took a seat not far from the table. She intently observed the little baby, who seemed so melancholic. "I found this baby descending from th
"I don't care about any of that, let his identity remain a mystery in this World of Magic and Sword.” Hilda no longer cared about her husband's wild assumptions. She continued, “What matters now is that we both take care of this baby. Honestly, I've fallen in love with this adorable little one!" “Perhaps, this is the answer from the Gods to our long-time prayers for a child. May we adopt him as our own, my dear husband?" she asked with hopeful eyes. Gunnar smiled, especially seeing that the tiny baby was now calm and soundly asleep in Hilda's arms. His heart instantly melted. "Of course, I wanted to suggest the same. This is a blessing from the Gods for us, who haven't had a child yet!” Gunnar softly stroked his wife’s hair. He then leaned closer to inspect a necklace on the baby. “It says Arte here. It seems the baby’s name is Arte!” Gunnar whispered. “How about we name him after our family name? He would be Arte Balder. That way, no one would suspect anything in the future," Gu
"Be quiet! It's better if you go to the horse stable now, and feed those horses!" shouted Hilda from behind the door. Once she made sure her husband's voice wasn't audible, she gave Arte a meaningful look. Then she asked, "At this moment, is there anything you wish to do, young Arte?" Responding to his mother’s query, Arte just bowed his head. With his sincere smile, he could feel the warmth of family from this incident. "You remain silent and smile like that, instead of answering your mother's question," Hilda said, observing Arte's lack of response. "But didn’t Mother say earlier that I should be quiet since I was constantly responding?" Arte remarked, still smiling. "You’re right ... well then, go to your room. I will take care of your father, if he's not in the horse stable, he must have gone to the neighbor's house," ordered Hilda, who, it turned out, was quite concerned after scolding her husband earlier. Arte nodded and began to leave. He walked slowly to his room, his l
That voice was none other than the Eternal Insect System, now activated within Arte. It was the grand legacy of the God Artemis to his true-born son. The Mysterious Voice in question was the very figure who had approached Arte. The Voice told Hilda and Gunnar that it was time for Arte to know the truth, as destiny awaited. Arte shouldn’t be forced to stay here, believing he is the child of Gunnar and Hilda. This belief would bind him and make him too pampered given the harshness of this magical world. “If it's indeed the time, we must take action!” Hilda and Gunnar exchanged glances and nodded in agreement. These foster parents had decided to prepare Arte. However, before revealing the truth to Arte, they waited for the right moment, at least until he was ready to accept his true identity. "You're right. Before that day comes, let's make the most of our time, imparting to him all the knowledge of our world! We'll also pass on our Magic and Combat Skills to him," Gunnar decided. "
In the daytime, the training continued, led by Hilda with lessons on the sword, spear, and arrow. It was an intense session that had always been part of Arte's training regimen. "My dear Arte! Would you like to rest for a bit after practicing with your father earlier?" Hilda offered, having witnessed her son conjure a massive Fireball. It consumed a considerable amount of Magic Mana. Thus, she wanted to give her son a brief respite. But Arte's reply was decisive. "It's alright, Mother! I still have the stamina to practice swordsmanship! Let’s begin your training!" Arte responded confidently. "You truly are gifted, my son! In that case, let’s not delay any further. Let’s start with this sword!" explained Hilda, tossing a wooden sword to Arte. "A skilled swordsman trains in various offensive and defensive movements, combining speed, precision, and agility to defeat their opponent. That's the essence of wielding a sword!" Hilda began her explanation. She continued, demonstrating a s
The rigorous training went on, and before he knew it, Arte Balder was now 20 years old, blossoming into a fearless, handsome young man. All the skills possessed by his parents had been passed down to him entirely. Nothing was left out. However, he still needed to boost the capacity of his mana. Arte had even mastered the four fundamental elements of magic simultaneously, and there wasn’t a magical weapon he couldn’t control. That's who he had become. His most significant achievement was integrating magic with weapons. This placed him alongside the genius wizards of this continent. "This is your last training day, Arte Balder, my son!" Hilda exclaimed with joy. “We have nothing more to give. Perhaps, it's only the world that can provide you with valuable lessons!” she added softly. Gunnar, having just arrived, handed over a magical staff and the finest sword to Arte, treasures of the highest caliber in the World of Magic and Swordsmanship. "You've always wanted a genuine sword, ri
Hundreds of witches in this operation are immensely powerful. All of them had trained precisely to launch both ranged and close-quarters attacks. Their combined assault was flawless, with not a single miss. They then attacked Gunnar from all sides, giving the old man no space to move or retaliate. They managed to lock him up with a powerful sealing spell. Meanwhile, Hilda grabbed Arte's hand and tried to flee the scene, following Gunnar's earlier instructions. She did not want her son to be caught by those scoundrels. "We need to get out of here now! Trust your father with everything here! He's strong, he won't be defeated!" Hilda tugged at the somewhat stunned Arte, who was overwhelmed by the inexplicable battle unfolding before him. Arte snapped out of his daze, declaring with conviction, "We should fight alongside Father, Mother! I won't leave him alone! I've become strong, and I'll fight to help Father!" Hilda stopped in her tracks as her pull on Arte had no effect. She looked