137 [137] Goddess Freya!

At the very top of Babel, a scene unfolded depicting the most primitive aspects of humanity.

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Two hours later, after all the dust had settled.

Goddess Freya, while being the goddess of beauty, was also the goddess of desire. From the moment of her birth, she was destined to be entangled with desire, forever craving and seeking it.

For millions of years, gods, heroes, kings, generals, warriors, and more, no man had ever satisfied her. They could only bring her momentary pleasure.

After pleasure, however, came greater emptiness. That's why she would only taste a child once.

But today, she finally experienced the satisfaction she had longed for in history.

The reason was simple. As the goddess of desire, she was naturally entangled with desire. Therefore, no matter how hard she searched, she could never find a man who could satisfy her.

Because desire is endless, and the more one indulges in it, the deeper it becomes.

However, August happened to be the master of the original sin of lust. The desire entwined around Freya was an immeasurable nourishment for August.

After devouring a portion of desire's burden, Freya, relieved of pressure, naturally felt satisfied.

However, it was temporary. As the goddess of desire, she would fall back into the same pattern shortly. This was her fate, something that could never be changed.

"You're the first, the first man who has truly satisfied me."

Lying there, emitting a charm that captivated, Freya gazed at the man in front of her and spoke slowly.

"Well, I feel honored."

August smiled lightly, feeling the surge of magic power in his body that had increased several dozen times. His mood was exceptionally pleasant.

Having rolled in the sheets with Freya, his magic power had increased so much. And this was still the case with a considerable amount of lust yet to be fully digested.

At this point, August's strength had reached the peak of level 6. After digesting all the remaining lust, he might stabilize at level 7. And this was just a portion of the lust from Freya.

Yes, the lust power on Freya was just too vast. Even August couldn't absorb it all at once.

After all, August's stomach had its limits. If exceeded, it would burst.

"What a heartless man. Once you put on your clothes, you act like you don't know me."

"Don't say such things. There's no emotion between us. It's just a mutual exchange of interests and a little connection of desire. You want to lighten the burden, and I want what you have on you. That's all."

"If you're willing, I can give you everything, whether it's my familia, everything I possess, or even myself. Everything can be yours."

Freya stared at August and said slowly, stating words that were enough to overturn the entire Orario. While other familias gods might not have the qualifications to say such things, it was different for her. All members of her familia were her devoted subjects.

In Freya Familia, Freya's voice was the only one that mattered, something impossible for any other familia.

"Not interested, Freya. I have no feelings for you. Not now, not in the future. Between us, there is only a purely transactional relationship, plus a little desire connection."

August was not afraid to provoke Freya. After sleep with Freya for love once, he also discovered Freya's true colors.

This woman was entangled with desire. Only he, as the original sin's lord, could help her. He held absolute control.

After all, everything fears the first time. It was precisely because of experiencing the light that one could not tolerate the darkness.

After this time, Freya would absolutely be unable to refuse him because the feeling of being devoured by desire would make her wish for death.

Freya gazed at August, and her expression slowly began to change.

However, in the end, it returned to calm because the one in control was not her.

"By the way, Freya, I need you to do something for me."

"Hmm? You just rejected me, said such things, and now you want me to help you? You truly are a heartless man."

Ignoring Freya's words, as there were no emotions to begin with, August naturally wouldn't give her respect.

"I remember your relationship with Ishtar is not good, right?"

"Hmm? Ishtar? Why do you ask about her?"

"Naturally, I have my reasons."

"Indeed, my relationship with her is not good. We both have the same divinity and divine responsibilities. But while I am at the pinnacle, she is relegated to the sewers, naturally harboring intense resentment towards me."

She said so, but Freya's face slowly became a mix of smiles and contempt for Ishtar.

She had never regarded Ishtar highly, just a woman who couldn't understand her own position. Although they both held the divine responsibilities of beauty goddess, the authority she possessed far surpassed Ishtar's.

"In Ishtar familia, there is someone I'm interested in. I need to bring her out."

"Oh? For such a matter, shouldn't you go to Loki? After all, you're part of her familia."

"There are some things I don't want my familia to get involved in."

"Really makes me jealous. Truly treating differently."

"I need you to help me because that child, her name is Sanjouno Haruhime, is a fox woman."

"Fox woman? Are you trying to do something different?"

"I'm not as promiscuous as you, goddess. That child is useful to me, or rather, her magic is useful to me."

"Magic?"

"That's right, she's also one of Ishtar's attempts to bring you down from the divine pedestal."

"Bring me down? With her?"

Freya's face was full of disdain, not to mention that their combat capabilities were not on the same level. Her subordinates included Ottar, who was level 7, Allen at level 6, and the retired Mia. As for level 5, there were even more. Aside from Gulliver Brothers, there were many other children under her.

On the other hand, Ishtar familia had only one level 5.

The difference in combat power was too great, not even in the same league.

"Don't you know? Ishtar has asked Hermes to help her bring back a Killing Stone."

A Killing Stone was a special artifact with extraordinary power. However, it needed to have the soul of a fox person sealed within to be used. On the night of the full moon, it became a sacrifice. After the sacrifice was completed, the Killing Stone would shatter, and each fragment would possess the abilities of the sacrificed person.

Add to August's mention of a 'fox woman,' and Freya instantly understood the whole story.

"So, the fox woman, highly valued by both Ishtar and you, is indeed extraordinary."

"Yes, her magic is quite powerful."

Freya nodded. It seemed that this fox woman was truly exceptional.

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