Chapter 163: The Overwhelming Maternal Instinct of the Goddess (26)

Ultimately, this divine war ended before it could even fully erupt.

The Ice and Snow Goddess was no match for the other.

She was mercilessly subdued by a gentle giant hand, pinned helplessly across thighs and brutally groped and caressed.

There are two reasons why He would be so obedient.

One of them is the other's identity.

【God of Winter · Euphemy】

He is one of the Four Seasons Deities in the Nature Pantheon, a powerful deity possessing mid-tier divine power, and the supreme deity whom the Ice and Snow Goddess nominally serves.

Superior officer—no need to take it personally!

As for the second reason, it is because… the Ice and Snow Goddess cannot defeat the other.

The Ice and Snow Goddess barely reached low-tier divine power, and even that was only after the other granted her numerous devotees.

Put plainly, the Ice and Snow Goddess's entry into the powerful Nature Pantheon was entirely due to the other's guidance.

By the way, even after joining, He is essentially just a mascot.

No one truly expects Him to do anything, and no one cares—oh, except the God of Winter.

Moreover, although the God of Winter possesses only mid-tier divine power, He is an ancient deity who requires no believers for faith, and His strength is genuine and unshakable.

Subduing a disobedient little kitten is more than enough.

Although the Age of Faith has now arrived, with faith-based deities ruling the world, ancient deities have not entirely vanished from the river of time.

While many ancient deities were slain and stripped of their domains by newly risen faith-based deities, some survived untouched.

Among these surviving ancient deities, some correctly bet early on by aiding mortal beings before they ascended to godhood, thereby avoiding being purged.

The Moon Goddess, the Goddess of Fortune, the Plant God… all of them were like this.

Of course, some ancient deities simply possessed overwhelming strength, refused to get involved in those messy affairs, and no one dared provoke them.

Such powerful ancient deities include the God of Death, the Sun God, the Ocean God… all of them are high-tier deities who pay no heed to the rise of faith-based deities.

Most new-era ancient deities chose to integrate into the Age of Faith, beginning to collect faith and establishing their own sects.

They also compete for devotees, striving to advance further.

The God of Winter is a rather peculiar outlier among them.

As the world's first snow pine, He has embodied winter since His birth.

His power thus descended upon Him, reaching mid-tier divine power from the moment of His birth.

He has no church of His own.

Because whether or not He has believers, His power does not change significantly.

The world does not shift according to mortal will; winter does not delay its arrival because mortals fear it.

When winter arrives and snow falls, mortals naturally revere winter.

But unlike some cruel and merciless winter deities of other worlds, this world's God of Winter is extremely—maternal.

In the Ice and Snow Goddess's sarcastic words, this creature's personality is utterly unlike His cold divine role; His maternal instincts have overflowed into a disaster.

Especially fond of playing the role of "mother" beside Him.

"Good~ good~ hehe~"

The God of Winter hugged the Ice and Snow Goddess for a long while, then gently set Him down.

(Shake shake shake!)

The moment the Ice and Snow Goddess regained freedom, He began vigorously shaking His body on the ground, whisking His long fur like a tiny drill.

Expressing His revulsion through action.

Disgusting!

Throughout it all, the God of Winter merely watched His performance, showing no anger whatsoever.

He smiled faintly and shook His head, as if watching a cute little creature.

Finally, after the Ice and Snow Goddess finished his performance, the God of Winter slowly spoke: "Do you know why I came to find you today?"

"Why? Hmph!"

The white cat cast a sidelong glance, eyelids flicking constantly.

What else could it be?

Isn't it just that your cat obsession flared up again, and you came over to suckle him hard!?

It's not the first time—why pretend?

The God of Winter shook His head, His expression still gentle, but His tone now carried a hint of seriousness: "Do you know where you went just now?"

!!!

The white cat's expression froze, then instinctively tried to kick free and flee—but branches erupted from the ice, binding Him tightly and returning Him to the other's lap.

And this time, as He lay back on the God of Winter's thigh, He became incredibly docile and obedient.

Not only did He stop struggling, He emitted a pleading, high-pitched meow.

"Meow, meow~"

Oh no.

Got caught wandering by the parent!

"Hehe."

The God of Winter shook His head, not scolding, but continuing to gently stroke His soft, long fur, speaking softly: "I know you like to wander everywhere, but you must be careful of danger."

Perhaps due to His feline nature, the Ice and Snow Goddess has loved wandering the mortal realm since His birth, possessing a strong wanderlust.

The God of Winter knows this better than anyone, yet has never strongly restrained Him, for with His power, He rarely faces real danger under normal circumstances.

But—the Misty Mountains clearly do not count as normal circumstances.

"That is a forbidden mountain range. You must not go there again."

The Winter Goddess sighed softly and admonished, "No matter what you discovered there, no matter what draws you, you must not send another avatar into it."

"That is the place where the gods fell. Once an avatar dies there, your true body will be affected as well."

Gods are very hard to kill.

As long as they do not walk the mortal world through their true bodies, even if they lose an avatar, it will not greatly affect the true body.

Even if the true body dies, they will not utterly perish. Instead, they can rely on contingencies and wait for the right moment to be reborn.

But in this world, there are always some special places where the rules are different.

Places like the Blood Battle Ground, the Misty Mountain Range, the Deep-Diving Sea Abyss — these god-forbidden zones…

If a god is unfortunate enough to have their true body fall there, then they are truly dead. Every contingency in the outside world will fail, and they can never be reborn!

When the Winter Goddess noticed her silly kitty had run off to that place, she got quite the fright and immediately rushed to where another of her avatars was.

Arrested on the spot!

"Right, I haven't asked yet — what did you run off to that place to do?"

"I went to…"

The Ice-Snow Goddess heard this and instinctively began to answer, but quickly caught herself and immediately changed her tune: "Nothing! Nothing at all!!! I didn't…"

"Mm?"

Gulp.

She looked at the Winter Goddess, whose smile remained gentle but whose eyes held no mirth, swallowed hard, meekly ducked her head, and resignedly closed her eyes.

Done for!

(End of this chapter)