God Simulator: The Goddesses In The Simulation Are All Real

Surrounding the altar were dozens of Outer God lackeys, their mutated forms more grotesque than any they had encountered before.

One wielded crystalline spikes imbued with a mutation of light and shadow, creating blinding bursts that disoriented the senses.

Another figure radiated waves of distortion that bent sound and light, warping perception to create illusions that made it impossible to tell reality from illusion.

The grotesque leader at the forefront exuded an aura so oppressive it forced even the seasoned trio to momentarily halt.

The sheer malevolence radiating from its corrupted form bore the unmistakable mark of power that transcended ordinary limits—a Level 9.9 Overlord.

Its sinew and tentacles pulsed with dark crimson flux, a grotesque reflection of the immense energy it had amassed. The very air around it seemed to decay, its mutated annihilation gift gnawing away at the integrity of the space itself.

Lucy's eyes widened as her holy light flared instinctively, pushing back against the overwhelming corruption.

"Impossible… A Level 9.9?" she muttered, her voice tinged with disbelief. "The energy required to reach that level… It shouldn't be possible."

Ted's smirk faded, replaced by a look of grim understanding. "Not without a cost. Look at it." His brown flux shimmered protectively as he gestured toward the monstrosity. "That thing's barely holding itself together. It's using the virus, the corrupted flux, maybe even the Outer Gods' direct intervention to stay at that power level."

Linsley's gaze hardened, his white flux rippling as he analyzed the entity before them. "Even so, it's no less dangerous. Reaching Level 9.9 makes it a true threat. This isn't just a lackey—it's an ascension experiment."

The corrupted leader snarled, its deep, guttural growl reverberating through the cavern.

The pulsating sphere of crimson flux above the altar flared in response, as if feeding its power directly into the abomination.

The surrounding lackeys moved into formation, their grotesque hybrid gifts flaring with chaotic intensity as they prepared to defend the core.

Linsley's sharp eyes fixed on the grotesque leader, its pulsating form radiating an aura that seemed to challenge the fabric of the Diviner World itself. His white flux pulsed faintly as he considered the creature's existence.

"This thing…" Linsley's voice was cold, yet contemplative. "It's reached the power of a Level 9.9 Overlord. It has enough qualifications to ascend. And yet, it hasn't."

Lucy frowned, her grip on her spear tightening as her golden light intensified. "You think it's holding back?"

"No," Linsley replied, his tone steady and analytical. "I take back my words, this wasn't an ascension experiment. It's more likely that it was never meant to ascend. The Outer Gods must've created it as a pawn, meant to dominate worlds like this one and keep us in line. An abomination, powerful enough to rival true Overlords but bound to serve."

Ted's smirk twisted into a grimace as his brown flux shimmered protectively around him. "So it's just a guard dog with too much bite. Let's put it down."

The mutated lackeys surged forward, their hybrid gifts flaring with chaotic intensity. One hurled spatial tears imbued with freezing energy, causing the air around them to crystallize into jagged shards.

Another unleashed a barrage of shadow-bound chains that exploded upon contact, creating ruptures of void energy. Yet another summoned a swarm of acidic insects that radiated temporal flux, aging everything they touched into dust.

Lucy stepped forward, her Angel of Redemption: Gabriel gift burning with divine brilliance.

Each swing of her spear unleashed a wave of radiant light that disintegrated the attacking chains and insects, neutralizing their flux and purging the corruption from the battlefield. "Stay sharp! The leader's feeding off that sphere—every second counts."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Ted's annihilation flux surged, obliterating the swarm of temporal insects in one decisive sweep. "They're buying time. That thing's only going to get stronger if we don't act fast."

Linsley's Real Fantasy gift shimmered as he reshaped the battlefield with meticulous precision.

When a wave of freezing spatial tears converged on him, he materialized a shimmering dome of suspended reality that absorbed the attack.

The dome rippled and then collapsed inward, sending the freezing energy cascading back toward the lackeys in a mirrored assault that eradicated their ranks.

Linsley said sharply. "Focus on the leader and the sphere."

As the last of the mutated lackeys fell, the corrupted leader roared, its decaying tentacles flailing with annihilation-infused strikes that tore through the cavern. Each attack left behind voids where reality itself seemed to crumble.

Lucy countered with a radiant burst of light, her spear slashing through the corrupted limbs and severing them. Yet, the creature regenerated almost instantly, the crimson sphere above it pulsating violently as it fed its host.

Ted moved in tandem, his annihilation flux carving through the regenerating tentacles. "That sphere's like a cheat code. It's keeping this thing alive."

Linsley stood back, his Real Fantasy gift shimmering as he began to manifest a massive construct

A shimmering orb of condensed annihilation energy took shape in the air above him, its power contained by an intricate lattice of reality-warping flux.

"This ends now," Linsley said, his tone resolute. "This will sever the infection at its source. Get ready to leave."

Lucy and Ted nodded, their combined strikes forcing the leader back toward the altar.

The abomination thrashed wildly, sensing the annihilation orb's power. Its tentacles lashed out in desperation, only to be deflected by Lucy's radiant light and Ted's precise annihilation strikes.

Linsley locked the annihilation orb in place above the altar with his Real Fantasy gift, ensuring it could not be tampered with. The orb pulsed ominously, its contained power promising total destruction.

Summoning a portal, Linsley gestured sharply. "Move!"

Lucy and Ted leapt through the shimmering gateway, their light and flux trailing behind them. Linsley followed a moment later, the portal sealing just as the annihilation orb reached its critical point.

On the surface, the trio stood at the edge of the rift, watching as the oppressive crimson light dimmed and faded.

A small floating screen materialized beside Linsley, displaying the cavern's annihilation in real time.

The screen captured the sphere's final moments as the containment lattice shattered, releasing the orb's devastating power.

The explosion consumed the altar, the sphere, and the corrupted leader in an instant!