Chapter 1327: The Final Arc Awaits! Whenever Thirteen made love with his lovers, he usually didn’t last long. After all, he had to satisfy five women, and he was all alone. Without Princess Aracelle and Shana constantly healing him, he would’ve been done faster, and he wouldn’t have been able to stand up the next day. But in his Pseudo-God Form, it was finally his lovers who were at his mercy. Even Erica and Princess Xynalia, who were the most active in lovemaking among Thirteen’s lovers, surrendered to his vigor and stamina. Princess Aracelle and Shana lasted longer. But they only managed to do that because they could use their powers to recover their strength and stamina. But even with that, they still lost consciousness in bliss after their lover made love to them until they were satisfied. Sherry was the last one to fall. Not because she was the strongest, but because Thirteen saved her for last. He made love to her gently, tenderly, and lovingly, making the young lady fall in love with him all over again. The two of them were of the same age, making her the youngest among Thirteen’s lovers. Even so, that didn’t change the fact that she loved him just as much as her sisters, who were now lying unconscious on the bed, sleeping peacefully after their bodies and hearts had been sated by his love. The young lady’s sighs of pleasure echoed inside the room as Thirteen brought her to her peak. Sherry’s body arched back like a bow, her body shuddering as something hot and powerful filled her womb, making her almost lose consciousness due to how intense it was. But in the end, she managed to hold on to consciousness and allowed Zion to rest her head on his shoulder. "You did well, Sherry," Thirteen said softly. "I love you." "I love you too, Zion," Sherry replied, feeling his love and warmth spreading inside and outside of her body. After two more rounds of lovemaking, Sherry finally reached her limit. Not wanting to push her too much, Thirteen gently lay her down beside Shana to let her rest. The teenage boy glanced at his sleeping lovers before leaving the room quietly. His job wasn’t done just because the war was over. He still had plenty of things to do. For one, he had to go to the surface and check if Erasmus, Queen Miriamele, and Rana were handling the aftermath properly. The moment he appeared, everyone’s gaze landed in his direction. His wings could no longer be seen, but the three halos above his head were still present, emitting a silent pressure that belonged only to an existence that stood at the apex of all worlds. Rana stared at Thirteen, thinking if she could still arrange for her daughter, Carina, to become his fiancee. However, Thirteen had firmly rejected her proposal in the past. He did this not because he disliked Carina but because he truly saw her as nothing but a mischievous little sister, not a potential lover. "Big Brother, we will be leaving soon." Maple tugged at Thirteen’s shirt the moment he appeared on the surface. "Cinnamon is happy to see Big Brother," Cinnamon said, tugging Thirteen’s shirt as well. "But we need to go back now." "How about your sister?" Thirteen asked, patting the heads of the two little girls who helped him during his time of need. "Aren’t you taking her with you?" ""No."" Maple and Cinnamon both shook their heads at the same time. "Sister wants to stay here, so make sure you don’t bully her, okay?" Maple declared. "If you bully our sister, Cinnamon will come back and bite you, Big Brother!" Cinnamon raised her little fist in a threatening manner. Thirteen smiled faintly and promised the two little girls that he wouldn’t bully their sister. With his promise, the two girls bid goodbye to Stella and returned home to their home world, Hestia, to tell their mother about their adventure. A day had already passed since the battle had ended, and both sides were now helping clear the city of the wreckage. All the dead bodies were taken care of by Erasmus, who turned them all into his Undead Minions. The Azothralls that belonged to Castor dared not antagonize the Lord of Death and followed his orders. The battle was over, so there was no longer any need for further conflict between the Artemians. The Jinns were also very happy with this outcome. Not only did they manage to create a good impression on the Defenders and the normal citizens of Artem, but they were also promised lands they could cultivate for themselves. Of course, after witnessing Thirteen’s strength and Erasmus’ Undead Army, no one dared to even think of defying them. Now, everyone only wanted to form strong connections with them, believing it would earn them more opportunities in the future. Even Queen Xeres and King Valtheron no longer felt like they were treated as subordinates by the teenage boy, whose Rank still made them feel admiration and fear. There were Demigods in their home world, Gomorra, but there were no Pseudo Gods. Zion’s true rank was a first for them, and they understood that no matter what happened in the future, they would not want him to become their enemy. Two days later, Thirteen sensed the shackle that bound his Rank Ban resurface, dropping his rank back down to Rookie. But he had already expected that to happen. His existence was a rule breaker, so he couldn’t possibly remain as a Pseudo God for life. Also, The One had now learned to never lift his Rank Ban unless it was a last resort. Of course, despite being a Rookie, Thirteen’s strength was actually that of a Throne. During his time as a Pseudo God, the teenage boy tweaked some loopholes, allowing him to retain a portion of his power. But he sealed half of his power, making it fall to that of a Champion Rank. That way, no one would notice this change. This was a trump card that he could use to surprise his opponents, allowing him to deliver a critical blow to them when they least expected it. "Erasmus, handle the rest here for a while," Thirteen said. "I’ll be returning to Pangea. When you have full control of Artem, make sure to send me an update." "Understood," Erasmus replied. Thirteen had already told him that there would be an upheaval in Solterra. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢 This was also the reason why he decided to deal with Artem first. And now it was over, he could focus his attention on the most difficult problem of all. The teenage boy created a portal that connected Artem with Solterra, but only he and the Jinns could pass through it. "Everyone, it’s time to go back," Thirteen declared. "The final arc awaits!" Rocky, Giga, Blacky, Hercules, the Trolls, Ogres, Pica, Pico, and Stella nodded their heads in agreement as they followed Thirteen to the portal. The teenage boy also had a nagging feeling that this wouldn’t be the last time he would be meeting with the Infernals, but Thirteen didn’t care. He still had a score to settle with them, and he was more than happy to fight them a second time. Slowly but surely, he was making his way to that final stage, where the System God and the Goddess of Fate were both waiting for him. —--- End of Volume - The System Of Cannon Fodders