"That's just a divine statue... To be precise, it's the corpse of the Goddess."

Mohe looked at Doro's puzzled expression, and then she said, "Simply put, our registered life form here has become eternal. Even if the soul within the shell disappears, the shell won't die—you've seen this nature through me, haven't you?"

Through Mohe?

"You personally cut me into thirteen pieces, and over all this time, weren't those bodies of mine living well? If you hadn't specifically applied a seal, those bodies would automatically have revived, right?"

Indeed!

Doro recalled that Mohe's symbol of eternity, the left hand, needed to be placed in volcanic lava and subjected to numerous magic spells for eradication; otherwise, that hand would resurrect on its own—the other parts weren't much different.

Even if they die, their flesh doesn't perish.

"And I'm feeling so uncomfortable because you cut my body apart—but what if the body wasn't dissected?"

Doro shook his head, indicating he didn't understand.

"The Goddess left behind a complete corpse, and all the functions of her body are operating as usual. Including responding to the calls of her followers, including the divine descent demanded by Charlette, the divine power in her shell might be even more abundant than when she was alive."

Mohe offered this answer: "Didn't you wonder before? Why didn't Charlette hunt you down after the divine descent? Even if you were originally chosen by the Goddess, wouldn't the Goddess's descent at least make a statement? And, even if Charlette believed you were no longer the Hero, as the will of the church has been enacted, you could still wield the Hero's Sword and Hero's Armor—same as the imposter."

"This..."

"You don't think that the Goddess would recognize a fake, do you? It's your business to acknowledge his will, but neither I nor the Goddess will recognize such an existence—this itself proves that the Goddess is already dead... Charlette agreeing to this plan is most likely because, during the divine descent, she realized this problem but didn't dare to speak or admit it. That's what would shake her inner self. The foundation she's been loyal to, served, and dedicated everything to was just a corpse—"

Mohe chuckled.

Doro couldn't smile.

He had complex feelings towards the Goddess; it was the recognition from the Hero's Sword that made him a Hero and led him down this path.

But now—

Mohe said the Goddess was dead; how could he accept such a result?

"Of course, Mr. Doro, you can say my judgment is unfounded; the evidence might not be complete. Perhaps the Goddess has tasks to attend to, perhaps she's fighting against something else, perhaps she's too distant, perhaps she's asleep—these could all be reasons, and I can't say these possibilities don't exist."

Mohe spoke of these matters, but Doro knew, even though Mohe said this, given her character, if she really thought this way, she would've said so at the start instead of presenting examples now, indicating that, in Mohe's understanding, the Goddess is indeed dead.

Doro couldn't comprehend it, and he remembered something: "When I was heading to the Elf Kingdom, I heard the Goddess say things like 'My Hero, please calm down'. How could she be dead?"

Mohe sneered, "You'd better recall properly whether it's the Goddess's voice or your inner voice. Is it your inner conscience speaking in the Goddess's tone to advise you, or did you truly hear such a voice?"

As she said this, Doro became unsure. At that time, he was extremely furious, so his memory wasn't clear. The emotions were very ambiguous, and the voice he heard was also...

"But if the Goddess is dead, then why?"

"Why what?"

"Why would she die? Can anyone kill her?"

Mohe spread her hands, "I don't know. If you must ask for an answer, it might be related to you."

She stared directly at Doro, "The birth of someone like you is unreasonable in itself. If it were to kill me, according to the Goddess's nature—creating an existence like you might require her own life. What I can confirm is that you're not the reincarnation of the Goddess."

"I..."

"If that's the case, then the causality is wrong. It wasn't the Hero's Sword and Armor that chose you; you were created for these two weapons. You were created to kill me. The guidance the Goddess provided you was long predetermined fate. Don't doubt it; she has that capability. It's part of her power."

Mohe said these words, seeming less certain than before; it was merely one of her speculations.

"Knowing this, what do you intend to do?"

Mohe looked at Doro, "What should I do? Do I need to do anything? Mr. Doro, I've already lost to you. As possibly the existence created by the Goddess to deal with me, you've already successfully completed the task the Goddess gave you. I've now become your plaything—I can't do anything unless you decide otherwise. I won't go anywhere or do anything; I'll simply act according to your will. I'm utterly loyal to you."

"Will you investigate the truth behind the Goddess's death?"

"I'm not interested in that. All planning was based on the assumption that I would defeat you. Since I've lost, probing the Goddess carries no meaning. Compared to an old rival, you're a more noteworthy new adversary. I don't have the extra energy to deal with the Goddess. Whether she's dead or alive, I've lost to you, and that renders everything meaningless."

Though Mohe claimed to obey any command, it was evident that she was still holding a grudge over losing to him and wasn't as calm as she professed.

Doro then said, "I want to know the answer. I want to know if the Goddess is truly dead, and I want to understand the cause of her death—regardless of whether it's because of me, I need to know the truth. I hope you can cooperate with me, Mohe."

"Of course, I'll obey your command. If you want to investigate the Goddess's condition, naturally you'd have to go to the realms. If that's the case, then you can't let them continue fighting in the Void Realm. The World of the Dead is the road to the Celestial Realm. I previously searched for the Goddess in the World of the Dead, and she didn't descend... However, if she's still alive, maybe that's a good thing."

Suddenly, Mohe said, "In that case, the two of us, together, beat her directly..."

"Why? Why would I want to defeat the Goddess?"

Mohe looked at Doro puzzled, "Ah? You—you didn't intend to?"

"The Goddess is the one who guides me. I do indeed have things to say to her, but that doesn't mean I want to defeat her, right? I hold no grudge against her."

"I thought you might want to toy with both the Demon King and the Goddess, beings that existed since the dawn of the world... Wouldn't this be the best way to demonstrate your supreme status?"

Doro remained silent.

Mohe thought again, "But even if you have such thoughts, it doesn't matter, as I said, the Goddess is already dead."

She reiterated that phrase once more.

Doro met the black eyes of the girl at this moment, then quickly looked away, "Let's not talk about this first. If we're going to the Celestial Realm, we should first go to the World of the Dead, right? But let's not rush. You should repair the people of the world first."

"You really know how to boss people around... But in obedience to your will, my esteemed King of Humanity, your loyal servant will carry out your orders."

She activated her power of "Creation."

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