Blessed by Night Chapter 339 The Dismay of The Gods

339 The Dismay of The Gods

"The nerve of him! To just make such an announcent and now hide his hands! Where has the heavenly faction fled?!"

Everyone was pretty much saying the sa thing within the hallowed colosseum of the gods.

Why is the ga over?

The notification ca swiftly and without warning.

Every deity participating in the contest received a floating ledger from the White City, informing them that effective imdiately, the ga was done.

Not only that, but any travel to earth was expressly forbidden for the foreseeable future. A barrier had even been erected to keep them out.

The reason this was all possible was through a rule as old as ti.

As the body with the greatest influence on earth, the Judeo-Christian Pantheon of the Bible is allowed to make certain decisions without consulting the other governing bodies.

And there was nothing that any of them could do about it- since they couldn't even get God's ear in the first place.

Michael and his siblings did their damndest to keep their ho 'problem free'.

No one would dare go there to complain, or risk ending up on the business end of a flaming sword.

So this entire thing was nothing more than everyone collectively airing out their frustration over a decision that was never going to be reversed.

And Nyx was reveling in their ire.

She sat on her throne with a small smile that seed permanently affixed to her face.

"You had sothing to do with this. Didn't you?"

Nyx looked down the row of seats and found Hera staring at her.

Her cheeks were flushed with anger and a not so small amount of murderous desire.

"I'm sure I don't know what you an, Goldilocks." Nyx snickered to herself.

Her voice's usual sing-song mocking tone was irrevocably grating on her golden daughter's nerves.

But Hera was still trying not to tip her hand.

"Whatever you did… undo it."

Nyx playfully rolled her new necklace around between her fingers. "Tempting… but no. You and everyone else here are just going to have to find so other way to cope with your boredom, dear."

Hera scraped her nails against her armrest. "You can't do this… so of us have ties there too."

Nyx finally t her daughter's gaze and her eyes were colder than Jotunheim in the winter.

"Perhaps you all should have thought about those ties more… back when you were content to let your brother be hunted like an animal."

Hera couldn't stomach any more of this. Her psyche just couldn't take it.

Her mother's gloating had bested her. And reminded her yet again that the two were permanently at odds with one another.

But just this once, she had wanted to best her.

Nyx reclined and watched the rest of the madness unfold below; imnsely satisfied and relieved.

But also… just a little bit guilty too.

But she had no idea why, and honestly, she was content to put this whole nasty feeling behind her.

-

Malachi peeled off his shirt and stared at himself in the mirror.

He paid close attention to his forehead, where he was searching for so sort of mark or indent. Sothing out of place.

However, there was nothing.

When the girls told him he showed up with a horn stuck in his head, he didn't even rember what they were talking about.

Satan had moved so fast when he stabbed him that Malachi never even registered it.

Apparently Nyx told Nadine not to take the horn out and let his body 'digest' it.

Which really begged the question. What was the use in absorbing a few billion years old demon horn?

Now he was beginning to wonder if that was the reason for these new marks on his body as well.

He pulled off his shirt and turned around so that he could stare at his back.

Just as he saw this morning, they were still there.

Beginning at his neck, a series of tiger stripes ran all the way down his entire back.

'Might need to go ho for a minute and ask so questions…' He thought. 'I also wanna know where those two ran off to…'

He started to pull his shirt back on when the door to the bathroom suddenly opened and Joanne rushed inside.

She locked the door behind her and leaned against the door with a flushed, slightly exhausted look.

"Sothing on your mind, babe?" Mal smiled.

"Do you realize just how many horny adults we employ?"

Malachi kind of tensed up and stared at her awkwardly. "I an… I didn't exactly put that on the application forms, so-"

"T-That's not what I an.."

Joanne threw herself into her fiancé's arms and wrapped her wings around the two of them. It seed like she was trying to isolate them from the whole world.

"I don't know what's going on, but it's like I can hear what everyone is thinking. And all of it seems to be focused on the act of reproduction." She gagged.

Malachi smiled as he inhaled the scent of her hair.

"Everyone has a lot more energy now, and you know how human beings are wired… their baser urges are starting to take over."

"Yea, well if they keep taking over the bunks upstairs are going to need a mop. So you might want to tell your outfit of preteens to keep it in their pants."

"I'll be sure to get the ssage out." Malachi laughed as he kissed her on the cheek and held her tightly.

"How are you feeling..? What'd the Doc say?" He asked.

Joanne was the first person to get a checkup with Doctor Wells so that he could see what her new body was capable of.

Needless to say, so form of telepathy seed to be on the list.

"Well… Apparently I am producing so sort of extra strength growth hormone now to enlarge my wings whenever I want… Anna is probably doing the sa." She shrugged.

"Cool."

"My tabolism is also up… by like a lot."

Malachi raised a brow. "How much is a lot..?"

Joanne looked embarrassed. "He's still running estimates, but… I need sowhere around 60,000 calories every seven hours..?"

Malachi's jaw fell open.

"S-So on that note.. you mind if we go grocery shopping after this?" She asked with an embarrassed smile.

Sohow, Malachi felt like his life with his fiancés was only going to see more defining changes before the day was even over.