God Simulator: The Goddesses In The Simulation Are All Real

Lucy's expression hardened, her angelic glow intensifying. "Let it come. I'll purge everything that stands in our way."

With their resolve unwavering, the trio pressed forward, their combined power lighting the path through the suffocating darkness.

As they approached the Shadowspire's gates, the oppressive darkness seemed to deepen, coiling like a living entity intent on swallowing them whole.

The massive structure loomed above, its spires stretching into the eternal night sky. The air grew colder, and the faint whispers of the infected echoed through the shadows like a sinister chorus.

Linsley raised his hand, his white flux shimmering as he examined the massive gate blocking their path. It pulsed faintly with crimson flux, intricate runes etched into its surface.

"It's fortified," he muttered. "This isn't just a door—it's a barrier designed to repel intruders."

Ted stepped forward, his brown annihilation flux rippling with anticipation. "Then we remove it," he said simply, extending his hand.

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The tendrils of annihilation energy surged forward, coiling around the gate. The runes flared brightly for a moment as if resisting, but Ted's power was absolute.

The energy dissolved the crimson flux, erasing the gate's defenses entirely. With a groan, the massive doors disintegrated into nothingness.

Lucy stepped through first, her Angel of Redemption: Gabriel gift intensifying. Her golden light bathed the darkened interior of the Shadowspire, illuminating what lay beyond.

The chamber inside was vast, its walls adorned with pulsating crimson veins that seemed alive. Pools of corrupted flux bubbled on the floor, and grotesque, infected creatures turned their glowing red eyes toward the intruders.

"These things don't waste time," Lucy muttered, her golden eyes narrowing. "They were waiting for us."

The creatures moved as one, their twisted forms bounding forward with horrifying speed.

Linsley's dark flux flared as he summoned a storm of annihilation energy, sweeping through the first wave and reducing them to nothingness in an instant.

Ted followed suit, his brown flux slicing through the second wave with surgical precision. Each strike erased the creatures from existence, leaving no trace of their corrupted forms.

"If this is their welcoming party, they should've tried harder," Ted said, his voice laced with grim humor.

Lucy's golden light intensified, bathing the chamber in holy radiance as the trio pressed deeper into the Shadowspire.

The pulsating crimson veins along the walls seemed to recoil under the brilliance, their malevolent energy hissing faintly as it was suppressed.

More infected creatures emerged, their twisted forms rushing forward with reckless abandon. Each grotesque beast was more monstrous than the last, as if the Outer Gods had intentionally engineered their corruption to repel intruders.

"Seems like they're sending everything they have," Lucy remarked, her tone calm despite the chaos.

She thrust her radiant spear forward, the weapon glowing with divine light. The attack pierced through three of the creatures in one fluid motion, their bodies dissolving into purified nothingness.

Linsley's white flux swirled around him like a living storm. With a flick of his hand, he summoned a portal above the advancing horde.

As the creatures lunged toward them, their attacks were swallowed by the portal and reappeared in another, striking their own allies. The scene turned into a chaotic maze of redirected strikes, each movement calculated to amplify the lackeys' self-destruction.

"Efficiency is key," Linsley quipped as he swept his hand, sending a storm of annihilation flux to obliterate the remaining beasts.

Ted followed up with a wave of his brown annihilation flux. His precise strikes carved through the corrupted mass, erasing the creatures with such precision that even the crimson pools they emerged from began to shrink.

The oppressive atmosphere didn't ease. If anything, it grew heavier, the pulsating veins along the walls brightening as if to counteract their progress.

Lucy's expression darkened. "This isn't just resistance—they're fortifying this place. Something's controlling the infection."

Linsley's white flux shimmered faintly as he raised his hand, summoning a glowing network of portals that hovered in the air. "Whatever's at the heart of this spire is directing the horde. We need to get there before it overwhelms us."

Ted's voice carried a grim edge. "Let them come. I'll erase anything in our way."

The trio pressed forward, dispatching waves of infected beasts with lethal precision.

Lucy's light pushed back the darkness, her purifying aura cleansing the corrupted flux clinging to the chamber. Ted's annihilation gift tore through the horde like a relentless force of nature, and Linsley's Real Fantasy gift ensured that no attack reached them unchallenged.

The pulsating crimson veins thickened as they approached the core of the spire, each beat reverberating through the chamber like a heartbeat.

The air was dense with corrupted flux, and the oppressive presence of the Outer Gods' influence became almost suffocating.

Suddenly, a ripple of dark energy coursed through the chamber, and the ground beneath them trembled.

Black-robed figures materialized in a circle around the trio, their forms cloaked in crimson flux and writhing with black tentacles that flared out from beneath their garments.

Linsley's sharp gaze scanned the figures, his voice calm but steely. "Outer Gods' lackeys. These aren't like the infected fodder—they've fully embraced the corruption."

Lucy's spear glinted as her golden light flared. "Then they've forfeited their lives."

The black-robed figures moved as one, their corrupted gifts twisting the air around them. One lashed out with tentacles glowing with fiery energy, the heat radiating from them warping the very space.

Linsley responded instantly, summoning a portal in the attack's path. The tentacles disappeared into the shimmering vortex and reappeared behind their owner, striking it with full force.

Ted's brown annihilation flux surged as three of the lackeys charged him, their tentacles laced with a venomous sheen. With a single sweep of his hand, Ted erased them from existence, their forms dissolving into absolute nothingness.

Lucy met the remaining attackers with unwavering resolve. Two lackeys lunged toward her, their mutated gifts radiating darkness.

Her Angel of Redemption: Gabriel gift burned brightly, forming a shield of radiant energy that repelled their strikes.

With a graceful motion, she drove her spear through both figures, purifying them instantly.

The strongest of the lackeys—a towering figure with tentacles infused with a Barrier mutation—stepped forward, its oppressive aura dwarfing the others. It raised its grotesque limbs, unleashing a barrage of crimson projectiles that filled the chamber.

Linsley's Real Fantasy gift came alive, summoning a network of portals that intercepted the projectiles.

From the portals' exits, the attacks were redirected toward the lackey's allies, tearing through the remaining horde. The towering figure roared in frustration, its tentacles lashing out toward Linsley.

Lucy's golden light flared, her shield absorbing the brunt of the attack. "Keep going! I'll hold it back!"