The Extra Can't be A Hero

Chapter 309: The Spirit Goddess (1)

Eshon. The dominion of the Elune House.

The wintry landscape, once serene beneath its veil of silver frost, had become a graveyard of shattered stone and frozen blood. Entire districts lay in ruin—walls split open like broken ribs, towers reduced to smouldering skeletons, and streets buried beneath ash that mingled with the snow in streaks of crimson and black.

The Beast Titan's rampage had carved a scar across Eshon that would not fade for generations.

More than half the land was destroyed. Homes had collapsed into heaps of timber and stone; marketplaces were reduced to charred frames; halls of the Elune House stood cracked and hollow.

Thousands were displaced, forced to gather in makeshift shelters along the outskirts where healers and volunteers worked without rest.

It was, without doubt, the greatest disaster in the Elune House's long and storied history.

And yet, annihilation had been averted.

Amon and Yue had felled the Beast Titan before the inferno could swallow Eshon whole.

The monstrous sovereign and its horde were utterly eradicated—its colossal body reduced to lifeless ruin, its divine fury extinguished at last.

What few beasts survived the battle were scattered into the wilderness, hunted down methodically by the remaining mages and Knights who refused to let a single remnant threaten their home again.

Leadership fell swiftly into steady hands.

Yugor Elune, the former head of the Elune House, emerged from retirement to command the Eshon's defence and recovery efforts. Despite his age, his authority remained unquestioned. Under his direction, coordinated patrols swept through the ruins while barrier mages restored protective formations around the surviving districts.

Reinforcements from the Solaris House arrived soon after, bringing supplies, healers, and battalions of disciplined Knights. With their support, stability returned far faster than anyone had dared hope.

Nor were they alone in their efforts.

Leon oversaw the reconstruction of the city's defences; Ellahan coordinated relief and logistics; Aluria lent her magic to healing the wounded and purifying corrupted land. Even the Sword Saint and Manon stood watch over the recovering city, their presence a silent promise that no beast would dare approach again.

Though Eshon was scarred and grieving, it was no longer in danger. The flames had been extinguished. The beasts were gone. And amidst ruin and sorrow, the first fragile steps toward rebuilding had begun.

It was a victory; a pyrrhic victory but a victory nonetheless.

If not for Amon and Yue stepping up, Eshon would have unquestionably been lost to the Beast Titan's rampage. So, where were the two guests of honour?

"They returned to the Solaris House? Why?"

Yugor frowned after hearing that his granddaughter had eloped once more. Yue was currently the head of the Elune House. There was no arguing that fact. Yet, instead of leading the rebuilding efforts, she had returned to Solfea with her future husband, ignoring the plight of her hometown.

"Yue needed a place to absorb the Beast Titan's divinity… Unfortunately, to do so, she must be in a secure location, and Eshon is…"

Leon replied with a restrained twitch.

"Hah… That little brat…"

Yugor sighed, but didn't press any further. He knew that with his current strength and the state of the Elune House, there was no way they could protect his granddaughter from external forces. That said, that didn't alleviate the bitterness in his heart.

"Tch, we really should just bring forward the wedding. She's practically living with him."

"Haha…"

Leon scratched his head, unsure of how to respond.

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Solfea. The Solaris House.

Deep within the colossal spires of the Solaris House lay a chamber few were ever permitted to behold.

It was sealed behind layers of rotating sigils and ancient locks, its four walls embedded with primordial Guardian mechanisms—relic constructs forged in an age when humanity still feared extinction.

Their golden cores pulsed rhythmically, scanning, judging, ready to erase any intruder without hesitation. Solar mana flowed endlessly through hidden conduits, weaving a lattice of radiant barriers that overlapped and reinforced one another.

Nowhere within the Hyades Republic existed a sanctuary more secure.

This was the Sword Heaven—the former resting place of Ascalon, and the most sanctified ground of the Solaris House.

Within its vast, cathedral-like expanse, blades of Legend and Myth hung suspended in midair or rested upon luminous altars. Each sword possessed a will of its own, their auras shimmering like captive stars as they awaited a worthy bearer.

Ordinarily, the Sword Heaven served as a proving ground for gifted Knights, a sacred site where destiny and steel intertwined.

But not today.

Today, the chamber's purpose was not to bestow power—it was to contain and protect something far greater.

Every available Solaris Commander stood within its radiant halls.

Gallahad Solaris, Commander of the Golden Dragon Order, his presence blazing like a sovereign sun. Carmen Solaris, Commander of the Black Dragon Order, her aura dense and oppressive as a collapsing star. Raewyna Solaris, Commander of the White Dragon Order, calm and luminous, her mana flowing like a winter dawn.

Each of them had condensed no fewer than six Suns. And with Gallahad and Carmen having recently stepped into the realm of Eight Suns, their combined might represented the absolute pinnacle of human power.

There existed no greater concentration of strength within mankind. At their forefront stood the Solaris Lord himself—Alrock Solaris.

Unmoving. Unyielding. His golden eyes surveyed the final preparations of the chamber as additional seals flared to life, one after another.

The air trembled under the pressure of condensed Solar mana, thick enough to suffocate lesser beings. Even the Legendary blades lining the walls hummed restlessly, as if aware that something momentous was about to unfold.

In that sacred hall of steel and sunlight, humanity's strongest gathered—not to wage war, but to stand guard over a fate that could alter the course of the world.

"Would this be enough?"

Alrock asked Amon, who was leisurely shaking his leg while sipping a cup of tea.

"Yes, it's enough," Amon replied while glancing into the final chamber that everyone was protecting. "Yue has already planned this out thoroughly. There should be no mishaps. We're only here to protect her from the Titans… if they dare come."

Amon's golden eyes blazed with silent determination.

After slaying the Beast Titan, Yue did not linger over its corpse in triumph.

From within its shattered remains, she extracted the core… a crystallized mass of condensed law and divinity, still faintly pulsing with primordial authority. Absorbing such a thing was not as simple as swallowing power.

To refine divinity required absolute focus. Every strand of thought, every current of mana, every fragment of soul had to be directed inward.

During that process, Yue would be defenseless—unable to perceive, unable to react.

One misstep, one interruption, and the backlash could tear her soul apart. Retreating into her minor realm was not an option. That dimension was sustained by her will and conscious control; if she diverted her awareness to assimilation, the realm would destabilize and collapse like brittle glass.

She needed somewhere external. Somewhere impregnable. Somewhere hidden from the Titans' perception…. And there was only one such place.

The Sword Heaven of the Solaris House.

The most precious ground within the Hyades Republic, layered with ancient Solar formations and guarded by mechanisms older than most civilizations. Its barriers were designed to withstand divine assault. Its aura alone distorted scrying and celestial observation.

And more importantly, it would not stand empty.

The Solaris Commanders and powerful members of Eldorin were present. Should any external threat arise, they would intercept it without mercy.

And beyond them stood Amon. If the Titans dared to descend, he would meet them head-on. If demons sought to exploit her vulnerability, they would find annihilation instead. Backed by the full strength of the Solaris House and Eldorin, any assault would demand a price too steep to justify.

Fortunately, such measures proved to be little more than meticulous caution.

The Titans did not move. The Demons did not stir. Not because they were ignorant—but because they were not.

They understood the balance of power.

They knew Amon's strength was overwhelming, and that provoking him while humanity's greatest forces were consolidated in one location would be an act of suicide without guaranteed reward. There was no strategic gain in gambling against such odds.

And so, the world held its breath—but did not interfere.

Within the Sword Heaven, beneath layers of Solar light and vigilant guardianship, Yue began her ascension. With no enemy bold enough to interrupt her, her rise to divinity was no longer a possibility. It was inevitable.

"But to think that the young'un would become a Goddess… You really can't predict everything, huh?"

"Grandpa, once the world evolves, you will have a chance to become an immortal too."

Amon spoke with certainty. Once the barriers holding back the world's ascension had been torn down, anyone, not just those who inherited the Titans' divinities, possessed the chance to become immortal. Just as the Demon nobility could channel the power of divinity in the Demon Realm, so would humans.

It would be a long process, but that was the endpoint of any evolved realm.

Just that…

"Bahaha, I don't know if I'm able to live long enough to see that world!"

"Hah…"

Truth be told, the world of the future was an unknown to Amon, too. After all, his current goal was to expel the Titans and Demons from the realm. Anything else was just a bonus.

Rumble…

At that moment, the low hum of the earth shifting could be heard. Amon paused before staring right into the secure chamber, expanding his senses as he did so. Sure enough, the divinity from the Beast Titan had melted away and was now being assimilated into Yue's soul.

"Heh, so it's begun."