Although his words had sounded firm, Ryuji knew very well that he was currently frightened.
While not to the point where his legs would give out but without question, what he wanted most right now was to understand what the hell had actually happened.
So, after Celestine finished cleaning his cock, Ryuji wasted no time and asked directly.
"So… what exactly is going on?"
He grabbed Celestine, who was clearly about to go back to using her mouth, and forced the sow goddess to get up off the floor before questioning her.
Honestly, he felt that these world-saving missions were a bit beyond him. Because every single time he encountered some unexpected situations.
With all these big shots interfering, Ryuji had the distinct feeling that if he made even the slightest mistake, he could easily turn things into a full-blown multiversal crisis and it was very likely that it would actually happen.
Celestine licked her fingers as if savoring ice cream, then looked at Ryuji. Her pale finger rested lightly against her soft pink lips, her expression clearly thoughtful.
"Hmm…"
A troubled look appeared on her beautiful face. Then, as she looked at Ryuji again, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Master, you've traveled through so many worlds, surely you understand how different worlds are from one another, and how different Creator Gods can be, right?"
Ryuji: "..."
Sorry, I don't know such high-level knowledge.
And besides, I just want to know what actually happened, is it really necessary to go this far?
Seeing Ryuji's expression, Celestine immediately realized that he didn't know.
"Mm, actually, it's very simple. There are many types of Creator Gods."
She raised a finger.
"The first type are natural Creator Gods. They're born within the void and chaos of the universe itself, and their very purpose is to create worlds. They are the world, and the world is them. The Great Cosmic Will, or the will of the world and the Creator God's will are all one. This is the most common type… well, although the other type is also quite common."
She paused, thinking.
"So, their strength depends on how complete their world's rules are, the 'depth' of the world, its level of development, and various other factors, but it's not absolute... How to say it... think of it as the primordial sea of cells."
Ryuji nodded. Big shots he couldn't afford to offend.
And also, this sow had clearly been hiding a lot from him.
Not that he understood any of this anyway.
"The second type is like me," Celestine continued. "Either born this way, or first type of Creator Gods who refused to perish along with their original universe, who broke free from the fate of cosmic annihilation, comprehended the method of creating something from nothing, and understood that past and future are one and learned how worlds are constructed."
"At that point, creating a world with one's own mind or even simulating one isn't particularly difficult anymore."
As she finished speaking, Celestine struck a flexing pose, deliberately bouncing her breasts so her generous curves swayed conspicuously.
"So don't underestimate me just I'm a sow, I'm super powerful!"
Ryuji nodded.
"Yes, yes. You're amazing. Incredibly amazing."
He couldn't help but cover his face.
He was starting to understand why Celestine didn't care at all about being turned into a sow by him. To her, her true self was the Creator God behind it all, the goddess who created an entire universe after having a wet dream.
"How half-hearted! Then the next whose virginity you take has to be me!"
Celestine raised her hand in protest. After Ryuji nodded helplessly, she let out a silly giggle and continued.
"The third type are civilization-based Creator Gods. These beings establish their own pantheons and peoples on a planet or a continent, creating or modifying their affiliated races and divine races within an existing ecosystem. These types of Creator Gods are more often called Chief Gods."
"They use faith, or other mediums, or even innate talents, to grasp fragments of world's rules and wield that power. These Creator Gods might be powerful beings from other civilizations, naturally born deities of the cosmos, or other great existences. If they're naturally born gods, the commotion they cause tends to be much bigger, but…"
Celestine smiled and placed her hand over her chest.
Yet Ryuji felt that, compared to when he first met her, Celestine now seemed too lively.
Back then, she had been overflowing with maternal affection, almost excessively kind. But now, she felt more and more like a mischievous young girl.
But matters involving big shots weren't something he dared to question.
Ryuji felt numb. His earlier bravado had sounded great, but he still couldn't quite accept reality.
Why does a Creator God who likes being a sow even exist?!
The world, however, didn't bend to Ryuji's will, and Celestine continued cheerfully.
"If they mess around too much, all I need to do is say hello to their world will, and I can kill them. So, after understanding the situation here, they very sensibly left!"
Ryuji nodded.
Simply put, the gods on the other side didn't have good intentions from the start. That was why they stayed silent while the Goblin God was stirring up trouble, letting it run wild.
And then…
They realized that the Great Cosmic Will or rather, the Creator God on this side was awake.
At that point, continuing further would be... impolite.
As for why the Sword Maiden has become so strange…
Ryuji glanced at the sow goddess drooling over his still-hard cock and sighed.
What else could it be?
Appealing to preferences, obviously.
As for divine methods, Ryuji felt they were still worth trusting, at least a little.
"But this is all because of you, Master," Celestine said. "If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have realized all of this until the very end of this world, right?"
She smoothed her hair, hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the messages left by other world wills. In the end, she decided that just like the World Wills, she would not tell Ryuji the truth.
That truth being: his body records information from every world it passes through.
Because Ryuji was still too weak.
If Ryuji were capable of casually taking a piss and extinguishing a dozen Hercules-Corona Borealis Great Walls that is: structures composed entirely of galaxy clusters, each with diameters of at least 10 billion light-years, then they wouldn't hide anything from him. They would tell him part of the truth, allow him to start absorbing some of the nourishment from the information already recorded within his body.
But unfortunately, Ryuji couldn't.
So, there was no need for them to play the villain. After all, if Ryuji discovered it on his own, that would be fine. But if they told him, it would slightly affect the timing of his growth.
A tiny bit of time in their eyes.
From their perspective, that meant the destruction of two or three worlds, at minimum.
Moreover, the reason Celestine herself could so clearly recognize that she was a Creator Goddess was also because of 'a part' of Ryuji's body!
So, when she saw Ryuji's puzzled expression, she tilted her head and smiled.
"So, to put it simply, the gods of that world were scared off by your semen, Master! Right? Right?! I told you your semen is powerful! So how about it, next time the world cycles, want to use your cock instead of the Sword of Creation to create a world? Use your semen to nourish all things, replacing the role of water?!"
Ryuji: "..."
Looking at the grinning, utterly shameless Celestine and at the sky outside, which had somehow already reached the next day's sunrise, Ryuji sighed.
He remembered it very clearly.
He had only exchanged a few sentences with this sow goddess.
And yet his instincts, biological clock, and everything else proved that during his conversation with this sow goddess, more than 24 hours had passed.
Relying on his spacetime-related talents, he hadn't sensed the slightest trace of temporal manipulation.
But looking at the Sword Maiden, who had gone through an entire day, yet whose body was still coated in his semen, and she hadn't even recovered recovered from the aftershocks of her climax. Ryuji's mouth twitched slightly as he turned to look at Celestine.
Celestine scratched her head sheepishly.
"Hehe… I just really wanted to get fucked by Master as soon as possible, so I sped up the flow of time for the whole world."
Have you ever seen someone accelerate an entire world's time just to beg for sex?
Ryuji had.
"I'm tired. Just end it already."
Ryuji stood up, planning to eat first before dealing with anything else.
It wasn't that he was still hung up on the situation rather, he'd already ejaculated roughly two office water-cooler barrels' worth of semen today alone.
The sow goddesses could handle it thanks to world-level blessings.
But he couldn't.
He was practically dried up!
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