Orion slammed his foot on the ground, creating another twenty-six-meter-wide crater as he controlled the swing of his sword and turned around, slicing her from her lower body up to her upper body.
Orion completed his attack before the young woman's head separated from her body, causing her body to split into two parts that fell on opposing sides of the ground.
The miniature sun had already clashed against the barrier, lighting the environment with a bright orange-yellowish hue. But just as he expected, the miniature sun soon dissipated, unable to force a tear through the barrier or even cause it to tremble.
Orion landed on the ground, his gaze fixed on the sliced body parts scattered before him, before raising his hand to inspect the dent the Crimson Greatsword had made on the Sundial. Despite inadvertently attacking the Sundial due to her proximity, it had only a small chip at the side, causing Orion to frown as he examined it.
The sky soon dissipated and returned to normal, as if the sky had given up on its futile task.
Aerialia arrived before Orion, glancing at the woman before shifting her attention to him. "Didn't you learn something from what I told you about the gods?" she asked, her eyes lingering on the corpse, which slowly twitched and stretched towards its severed pieces as if trying to reassemble itself.
"She was about to draw a weapon," Orion explained, withdrawing his gaze from the sky and looking at the finely crafted dagger with ruby on its base lying on the ground. He then shifted his attention towards the goddess, slowly healing and merging back together.
Hearing Orion's words, Aerialia exhaled and shook her head. "She'll be healed soon. In the meantime, we should get everyone to a safer location."
Orion observed as the young woman was fully healed but remained unconscious. He shifted his attention around him, surveying the surroundings, and nodded tiredly in understanding.
Almost instantly, warriors began to gather within the wreckage, their eyes fixed on Orion, his armour and the Crimson Greatsword in his grasp, and the unconscious young woman lying beside him.
The warriors wore shocked and bewildered expressions as they looked at Stronghold Leader Zogar, Seth and the other unconscious warriors.
"What are you waiting for? Quickly get the Former Village Chief and the others, and summon the healers immediately," Orion commanded sternly, his voice snapping the warriors out of their daze.
They all nodded in understanding and swiftly moved to attend to them.
Orion stood vigilant beside the goddess, prepared to decapitate her once more if she attempted any rash disturbance again.
Due to the disturbance caused by goddess Ilse's resurrection, countless individuals, including healers, had fallen unconscious. This led to a rush to the Healers Association, overwhelming their rooms, halls, and even the waiting area, necessitating division to accommodate everyone.
The remaining healers were pushed to their limits, working tirelessly for hours.
Even some of Orion's wives and children were affected by the event. Fortunately, their issues were not serious, and they were quickly healed upon arrival at the buildings, making way for others in need.
The sky had returned to its usual calm as if the spine-chilling calamity of hours ago had never occurred.
Meanwhile, the destruction of the Village Chief's compound had been addressed, with only the reconstruction of the collapsed hut left. This task was left to former Village Chief Brane and Chieftess Zara, who would reside there.
Orion knew that the long-standing impact of the overbearing terrifying aura and the horrific scene from the sky would linger in their psyches, and they would likely never fully recover.
After ensuring his wives and children had safely returned home and leaving them in the care of Fifi, Saria, and Tala, Orion returned to the Healers Association buildings.
As the sole Key Leader who emerged unscathed from the event, he needed to prevent Paradise from descending into chaos. Fortunately, his presence was enough to assure everyone that the situation was under control.
Having visited 20 Healers Association branches across Orion's Cities, Orion immediately checked on the other Key Leaders, especially Stronghold Leader Zogar, Seth, and the others closest to the Sundial, to see how they were faring.
Orion recounted everything that had transpired to Key Leaders ––Former Village Chief Brane, Chieftess Zara, Stronghold Leader Zogar, Seth, Queen Selene, High King Kael, High Queen Celeria, Village Chief Reena, and the Caretakers.
Although they had all been present and witnessed everything firsthand, they couldn't help but be stunned and astonished, especially when Orion reached the latter part of his explanation.
A miniature sun descending from the sky!
A resurrected goddess, presumably the creator of the Prismerion race!
Their heads began to swirl as if they could not properly process such information.
"Chief, I want to see her. If she's my goddess, then I'll know the moment I set my eyes on her," Queen Selene said, her expression calm as she fixed her eyes on Orion.
Although she appeared composed, she couldn't help but feel a tumult of emotions within her heart. The fact that her goddess had resurrected was enough for her to want to rush out of the room and towards her location, but she restrained herself from displaying such an unseemly sight.
Orion nodded at her words before turning his attention toward the other key leaders to hear their thoughts.
"Honestly, I'm more interested in meeting a real goddess right now, especially after the damage she caused in our territory," Stronghold Leader Zogar said, holding back his stunned expression.
As one of the individuals closest to the Sundial when the event transpired, he had unmistakably felt the oppressive, dreadful aura that rendered even a five-star warrior like him unconscious. Along with being wary about having another god among them, he was more concerned about understanding her intentions.
"I'm also interested in seeing who this goddess is and understanding how she's connected to Naka," Stronghold Leader Seth added, his expression stern.
The underlying meaning behind his words was clear to everyone.