Chapter 560
Darius immediately turned to Solena and Miranda who were hard at work extracting everything from Medea's mind. Darius waited for them to finish, and they only took about 15 seconds in total, which was far faster than he expected.
Solena smiled at his confusion. "The Satellite is up, so our computing power has increased more than tenfold. When we get more of them into orbit, we would be able to process things faster than even 1 million points in Intellect or Magic will give you."
Darius nodded with understanding. "Since you have extracted the information, process it and feed it to the restricted area of the Supreme Cloud. I will also assimilate it myself later."
Solena bowed. "Yes, Father."
The devices on Medea's head slowly came off, and the head of the Demigoddess flopped down as she was near vegetative. While he and Hecate and had been doing their battle, the field in which they fought, Medea's consciousness, was ruined.
Both Darius and likely Hecate could fix this, but Darius wasn't interested in doing so. Rather he snapped his finger as an ethereal blue light emitted from his body and crashed into Medea's head.
It snapped back like someone had kicked it. And remained like that for a few seconds until a horrible scream could be heard by all living beings with a soul.
Then, Medea's head flopped back down, and everything returned to normal. Her body was still alive, in that her Divine Fire was intact and she was breathing. Her eyes were opened and she could see, as she slowly raised her head to look around.
However, she was just like Genevieve who Darius created in his mentalscape, a body without a soul. This was the power Darius had comprehended when his brain overheated back then.
He could now destroy the soul without harming the body, leaving the body for his own purposes. This counted as true Death, as the soul made a person, not their body.
Your body was just a meat bag that housed your soul and spirit. The reason why killing the body counted as death was because the soul could not survive without a body, and so would evaporate.
That was why some fellows could resurrect, because their souls were strong enough to survive longer and could possess another body. However, if you destroy the soul, even if the body is left behind, all you had was an empty vessel, a clean slate.
And so, since Darius had killed Medea, he reaped his just rewards.
[Congratulations, Darius Stone. You have completed the Divine Quest: Kill a Demigod (stage 1).
Rewards: 200 True Coins, 200 AP, 200 SP, 'Demi-god Killer' Accolade, 'Demi-god Killer' Achievement.]
[Your Quests have been updated!]
[Quests:
1. Divine
A. (Stage 2) Kill a False God - 200 True Coins, 200 AP, 200 SP, 'False God Killer' Accolade, 'False God Killer' Achievement.
B. Disgrace the Gods of Elysium - 20,000 True Coins, 2,500 AP, 2,500 SP.
C. Become a Master Stage Reincarnator - 5,000 True Coins, 500 AP, 500 SP, 'Master Stage' Achievement.
2. World
A. Plunge Faust into Chaos - 300,000 True Coins, 'Chaos Bringer' Title, 'Lord of Chaos' Job.
B. Bring Faust into Prosperity - 300,000 True Coins, 'Advent of Order' Title, 'Lord of Order' Job.
3. Continental
A. (Stage 1) Conquer Fallon and be recognized as its ruler by all - 50,000 True Coins, 'Conqueror' Title, 'Fallon Overlord' Achievement.
B. Conquer all the continents and be recognized as their ruler by all - 500,000 True Coins, 4,000 AP, 4,000 SP, 'All your continent are belong to me' Accolade.
4. Local
A. (Stage 1) Conquer Fraterina, your mortal enemy- 50 True Coins, 20 AP, 20 SP, 'Warlord' job.
B. (Stage 1) Increase Safemoon's size and value by 10% - 100 True Coins, 50 AP, 50 SP, 'Developer' job.
C. (Stage 1) Raise 5 Apprentices to the Master stage - 300 True Coins, 100 AP, 100 SP, 'Master Teacher' job.]
Darius immediately invested his acquired points into two useful areas.
[Name: Darius Stone || Race: Ancestor Dragon (Fledgling) || Stage: Adept || Jobs: Itemancer, Magus.
HP: 2,250,000/2,250,000 (3,375,000 HP Surplus) || MP: 61,500/61,500 (215,250 MP Surplus) || STA: 61,500/61,500
Level: 41 || Experience: 0%
Power: 1500 || Speed: 1000 || Constitution: 1500
Magic: 1500 || Will: 1200 (1000) || Luck: 880
AP: 0 (200) || SP: 1 (200).]
[Anti-Witchcraft Arts - Level 200 (1) Skill
Cost: None
Description: This is a long-lost skill belonging to a unique faction of witches who despised their craft and sight to create ways to protect others from it. With their intimate knowledge of the field, it was child's play to develop a system of spells and incantations that would protect anyone with enough intellect without needing to learn the details of wizardry, witchcraft, and warlockcraft. Currently, this skill negates 200% (1%) of any magical effects from witchcraft specifically.]
Satisfied, he saw that his True Coin Balance had increased to 12,700. He decided to keep this until he reached Safemoon where he would begin spending freely.
Darius then focused on Medea's body that was now coming to life as it soulless acted like a robot, much like Darius had derived through his epiphany as to how such a body would behave.
"Did you clear all her memories?" Darius asked Solena calmly.
Solena nodded. "We did. She is a completely empty slate like you requested."
Darius smiled. "Good."
He then walked over and placed a finger on her forehead, sending information that was carefully curated by him over. Just enough to make her functional in the purpose he had for her.
When he was done, she knelt down before him and greeted him, Darius waved this away and coldly explained.
"Your new purpose is to be bred in order to spawn children with Demigod bodies. For each child your birth, you will drink one vial of Lunar Dew to recover after you imbue your Divine Fire in its entirety to them. The Lunar Dew will restore you back into perfect shape for the next birth."
"You will do this under intense time dilation, and you will bear the brunt of it for the offspring you produce, taking a toll on your body."
Darius received a folder from Solena and read it. "According to this, you should eventually die in utter agony after your hundred-millionth birth."
Medea did not seem fazed or bothered by this. "I shall carry out your will, My Lord."
Darius nodded. "Good."