Chapter 748: Show me nothing is impossible
Once Sol was sure that he had Ambrosia’s help, his plan was set in stone, and he made sure to share it with Ambrosia.
He only had one task for the Mother of all Witches.
“I have a simple yet very important task for you. Just do nothing. Merely exert your presence. Stand there and look pretty. That will be more than enough.”
Not many people knew who Ambrosia was. However, those who were unaware of her identity and magnitude were never worth anything in the first place. He did not need to worry about them.
It was those who could recognize her that he had to be wary of.
“I initially wished to keep our forces hidden for some time. You know, acting like a pig to eat the tiger and all that jazz. But people keep pissing me off. This made me realize… I hate being underestimated. I was a fool for ever thinking of playing the naive fool game.”
Playing the weak to catch someone off guard was certainly a good plan. However, Sol realized after the war against Wratharis that he hated every single bit about that plan.
“So this time, I will make it clear. Since all the representatives are coming, I will use this occasion to showcase our full military might to the world.”
No more holding back. No more hiding. He would simply make sure everyone understood that they should not mess with him.
As for the angels? Fuck those indolent pigeons. No, he was going to make sure to fuck them up for real soon enough.“You seem to have a lot of pent-up anger,” Ambrosia remarked, clear amusement plastered on her mature face.
“I am just tired. I also decided that I might need to change my approach to world conquest.” Sol's cloak fluttered as he declared his stance.
Ambrosia noted that there was no wind picking up. Which would mean he was using mana to make his cloak flutter. But she wisely decided not to comment. Sometimes, Sol and Kali would act like unconventional lunatics, doing wild theatrics for no reason. It was better to just smile and say nothing while they went about their lunacy. It was of no harm to anyone anyway; they could do whatever their mind wished.
“Your reactions are boring.” Since he got no reaction from Ambrosia, Sol stopped moving his cape in the wind. The act was tough, tougher than it looked. He had to save that for later and prepare a more convenient way of pulling off that power move.
“More seriously. While I understand why you wish to display more of your power and asymmetrical forces, I believe your policy of hiding has been useful until now. A cornered rat will bite. As long as your enemies still believe they have a chance to win, they will not go fully crazy. But what do you think their reactions will be if you show them they have no hope? Do you believe they will just give up?”
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“No. I know very well how far desperate people can go when they see there’s no more hope left for them. I also know that my greatest strength and also my greatest weakness is time. As long as I have enough time, I will be able to grow far beyond anything they could ever begin to fathom. But you see. I am growing faster than anyone could guess. Even myself.”
Sol gave her a faint smile, a smile brimming with unbridled confidence, confidence in his own self.
“The me at this very instant is already stronger than the me of a few seconds ago and will be weaker than the me in a few minutes. Every second, I grow stronger. In fact, I feel like that, if I so desired, I could become a demigod in a few days. I have devoured enough power from Asura’s true body and Hypnos' projection to make such ascension possible.”
“But you will not.”
“Indeed. I will not. As always, simply climbing in realm is useless for me. I need to fortify my foundation and reach the greatest result possible. I need to achieve perfection. Merely the demigod realm cannot satisfy my ambition. Nor would the rank of a false god.”
Sol needed to become a god. More so, a god at the level of the two Mother Goddesses and even beyond, if possible.
“So this is the goal you have set for yourself,” Ambrosia mumbled to herself. Now that she knew Sol’s true identity, she could better understand the horizons he was looking at. She also realized that her ambitions might have been lacking compared to the young man before him.
In the past, she might have rushed forward to reach the summit, using everything at her disposal with no hesitation. Her ultimate goal had been to reach the prized and lofty rank of God and stand in the sky above everyone else, looking down on them.
But as the years went by and the barrier stopping her from becoming a god never stopped hindering her, she found herself doubting more and more, and in this world, doubt led to stagnation and even regression.
She still had not fully stepped on the realm of even the False God realm. She was eons behind the True God realm. She could reach a power level similar to one if she used everything at her disposal but there would still be inherent limits and stature that separated beings of the two realm.
Meanwhile, Anubis, once her companion, was now far above her, and yet, he too was blocked by the wall separating a mortal from reachin the lofty heights of godhood.
Perhaps this was why her drive took another hit. After all, if even Anubis could not become a God, then, who could?
She then witnessed Echidna slowly destroy her own mind and body for a goal with no end in sight, only to die in the most pitiful way possible.
Why even obsess with obtaining godhood? She was one of the most powerful beings in the universe. The number of people who were truly superior to her was so small in the grand scheme of things that it did not even matter. Even more so since those who surpassed her were more part allies than enemies.
Time was truly the greatest equalizer.
Her drive died out. Her thirst for knowledge went along with that as well. She thought she knew everything there was to know.
Unknowingly, by knowing too much about the laws of the world, she created limitations on her own self.
This was a world where ascending to godhood was impossible. She thought.
It was a world where Fate and Destiny could not be challenged. She concluded.
It was a world where struggles were all worthless. She despaired.
Even after Echidna and Anubis started working on the mythical and illusory 12 Chakra Pathways and even a possible path to godhood, she simply stood on the side. It was hard to reignite the passion that once burned in her heart.
Now, however…
Ambrosia smiled, adjusting her white witch hat to hide her expression.
“Very well. Sol Dragona Luxuria. I will act as your pawn in this operation of yours. I will also become your teacher if you so desire. In exchange…”
“In exchange?”
“Show me that there is indeed nothing truly impossible in this world. Allow me to witness a new path for Magic and finally… Bring happiness to my beloved daughters.”
“I will.”
There was no need to hesitate. That was already his plan all along.