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The voice hissed again. I scanned the room wildly but could not track the person with me. “Who did they kill? Was it Carissa? Did they kill my daughter?” My voice choked at the end. “She suffered great pain because of them. Her last thoughts were for vengeance. I have answered the call.” “Dark Sister—” I gasped as realization sunk in. Dark Sister was the darkest side of the Goddess. The Goddess was known for being firm but fair. She was kind and a symbol of purity and unconditional love. But with the light must come the dark. Dark Sister was the flipside of the Goddess’s glory and love. She answered the call for those deemed wronged. She is the embodiment of Vengeance and Death. She can only

Her head lifted, and her eyes lasered in on my hand before flicking up to meet mine. “Priestess River is right.” Dina exhaled noisily and straightened her back. “The death goddess is vindictive and greedy. She offers up the sort of magic that the earth and moon goddesses refuse to get near. She’ll kill without a moment’s regret as long as she gains something from the person making the request or the witch casting the spell. Like how Zeke killed his beta to block you from accessing your wolf.” “Dear gods.” Michael shook his head. “Why would you ask a deity like that to help you?”

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

Christopher finally hung the phone up and moved towards us, as he says, “We need to find this Natasha, and we need to find her quickly, before she completely wakens the Dark Goddess.” “Dark Goddess? Who the hell is this Dark Goddess?” Alpha Lucas asks, plucking my own thoughts from my head. Christopher looked around the room at all of us before he said, “She is as old as your Moon Goddess, maybe even older. She lives in the underworld and has only been set free once and you don’t want to know what happened when she was set free the last time.”

Not one, but two dead bodies, mine and Calista’s, lay lifeless, ten feet apart. And in the center of it all, this strange ethereal being with white hair and an inner glow. A goddess summoned to raise the dead. I could only imagine what Beta Brighton was thinking. He knew better than to speak though. He only clung onto to Brinsle, his eyes flitting about the place. “You will see soon enough,” the goddess said. “My summons is complete. I take leave of this…” she waved her hand in the air, a dismissive look on her face, “this…place.”

Chapter 89 The Deadlands No wind moves here. The Deadlands is a dead place. Cracked obsidian plains where the sky bleeds red. Nothing grows. Only barren land, choked with vengeful souls who died unjustly. Two arch-demons stood against an arch-hybrid — an abomination forged from hellfire. The only thing that could kill arch-demons. Kelvin and Marvin didn’t care if they died. They found peace in chaos. Even as they lost ground to an army of arch-hybrids.

That Olympus had gone into chaos because demons from the Underworld escaped and possessed some people, mainly the Ares Familias (which they said was highly easy considering the fact they barely had a brain to think for themselves and that their souls were easy to corrupt) But the strongest rumour had been about a Pharmakis. Though most did not know her name, the few that did barely spoke it. They said that the god who ruled the dead lost his wife and used his dark magic to raise her, the darkness corrupting her and when the Council of Renatus punished her for her crimes, she cursed the land and started the war singlehandedly, or perhaps with her husband's help. However, her name was only use

It was no wonder why she knew medicine, why she was so good at it, and why he could always see the character of a member of the Lang family from the capital city in her. It could only be explained with one possibility. This Sienna was THAT Sienna. The current abandoned daughter in Isonbert was actually the famous Goddess of War in the capital city! The divine acupuncture master, Cecily; the King of Mercenaries, Lone Shadow; and the Goddess of War, Sienna. It was all one person. It was her! Harry stroked Sienna’s brows lightly with his clean and slender fingers, seeming as if he was talking to himself as he questioned her, “Are you the person that I’ve been looking for?”

"It's never a good idea to pry on dead people, Guinevere. Especially not here in the underworld." Before she could ask more, Henrietta stormed out of her chamber, but her last sentence bothered her. If that woman was dead she was either on the three realms. Is she in the underworld? Does Hades still see her? He's the god of the underworld. He should be able to arrange for them to meet. But in her stay in the underworld, she hadn't seen any woman with Hades.

Rhae gently tugged Aynyra's wrist, indicating for her to follow. "What are you wearing? Is that the Amiran guild uniform? Are you undercover right now?" "Which god are you blessed by?" Rhae asked, remembering their first encounter where Aynyra demonstrated powerful instincts. Aynyra blinked at the change in the discussion yet answered anyway, "Kala, goddess of war. I suppose that's what makes me able to hold my own, when I call on her abilities."