God Simulator: The Goddesses In The Simulation Are All Real

Despite their efforts, Magia Fleur and Aris were slowly being overwhelmed.

Black tentacles lashed out from every direction, wrapping around their arms and legs, forcing them to retreat and defend.

And yet, the leader of the lackeys remained stationary, his cold gaze fixed on the scene.

Linsley narrowed his eyes, growing more impatient. "He\'s just waiting... letting them tire themselves out. Figures."

As he watched, his amusement began to fade, replaced by a creeping frustration.

He knew the leader was simply biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Linsley, still hidden, smirked as he discreetly spread one thousand of his purple-colored, invisible tentacles throughout the area.

The air rippled slightly, but the lackeys remained unaware, oblivious to the trap he had just set.

"Let\'s see how you handle this, lackeys," he muttered, his fingers twitching in anticipation.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Magia Fleur and Aris were struggling to break free from the relentless barrage of black tentacles wrapped around their limbs.

Aris grunted, his mecha suit sparking as he slashed at the tendrils with his mechanical arms.

"Magia Fleur, hang in there!" he shouted, desperation creeping into his voice. "We can\'t let these bastards capture us!"

"I\'m trying!" Magia Fleur called back, her voice strained.

She twirled her wand, sending sharp petals flying through the air, slicing through the tentacles that threatened to overwhelm them. "Floral Blade!"

The tentacles recoiled, severed by the glowing petals, but for every one they cut down, more emerged from the lackeys\' bodies.

"We need to retreat and regroup!" Aris urged, his mecha form shifting back to humanoid mode as he fired another volley of light bullets at the advancing lackeys. "We\'re too outnumbered!"

They fought valiantly, managing to kill several of the weaker lackeys, but their energy was dwindling fast.

The tentacles continued to wrap around them, squeezing tighter with every passing second.

Aris cursed under his breath as the black tendrils ensnared his legs, pulling him to the ground.

"Damn it!" Aris yelled, panic setting in. "We can\'t hold them off!"

Magia Fleur, too, was caught, her wand glowing faintly as she struggled to free herself.

"This can\'t be how it ends," she muttered through gritted teeth, trying to summon more power. "We can\'t give up now."

But despite their efforts, the lackeys closed in, tightening their grip. Both Magia Fleur and Aris were immobilized, trapped by the tentacles.

The leader still hadn\'t moved, his cold gaze watching from afar as his subordinates did the dirty work.

Aris\'s face was grim as he glanced over at Magia Fleur.

"I\'m sorry," he said quietly, his voice tinged with regret. "I dragged you into this… and now… we\'re going to die."

Magia Fleur shook her head, though she was clearly exhausted. "It\'s not your fault. We fought as hard as we could."

Aris clenched his fists. "I won\'t let them take us alive," he said, a steely resolve hardening his voice.

"They\'ll torture us… especially you. I won\'t let that happen."

With a heavy heart, Aris made his decision.

He activated the self-destruct sequence within his mecha suit, preparing to sacrifice himself and destroy everything around them. "I\'ll blow this whole place sky-high before they can lay a finger on us!"

Magia Fleur\'s eyes widened. "Aris, no!"

But before she could protest further, the leader of the lackeys finally made his move.

His dark coat billowed as he stepped forward, his face as calm and emotionless as ever.

"Predictable," he said with a hint of disdain. "That\'s what all you mecha drivers resort to when you\'re backed into a corner."

The leader raised his hand, and with a chilling ease, he summoned nine hundred black tentacles—far more than his underlings could muster.

They writhed through the air, crackling with energy, and shot toward Aris\'s mecha suit.

Aris\'s eyes widened in horror as the tentacles latched onto his suit, sending a wave of disruptive energy through its systems. Alarms blared inside the cockpit, warning him that the self-destruct sequence had been halted.

"No! Damn you!" Aris roared, frantically trying to reinitiate the sequence, but it was useless.

The leader\'s tentacles had completely disabled his ability to detonate.

The leader smirked, his voice dripping with condescension. "You really thought I\'d let you blow yourselves up? Mecha drivers are always so dramatic. But I\'ve come prepared for exactly that reason."

Magia Fleur, bound by the tentacles, stared helplessly as the situation became increasingly dire.

"Aris..." she whispered, fear and despair filling her eyes.

The leader chuckled darkly, his icy gaze fixed on the two heroes as they lay defeated. "Now, let\'s see how long you two can last before you beg for mercy."

Suddenly, before the leader could revel further in his sadistic plans, invisible tentacles lashed out, swift and precise. They tore through the black tendrils binding Magia Fleur and Aris, ripping them apart like fragile threads.

"What—?" the leader barely managed to react when a hundred more invisible tentacles shot out from the shadows.

In an instant, the tentacles coiled around the other outer god lackeys, sealing their movements entirely. Their powers were forcibly negated, causing their summoned black tentacles to disappear in an instant, leaving them defenseless.

Linsley, still unseen, smirked as the green glow of drained life energy began to gather above his right palm, forming into a bright orb of light.

The once-powerful lackeys, now limp and withered like dried husks, crumbled to the ground.

He split the green orb in two, extending both halves toward Magia Fleur and Aris.

As soon as the light touched Magia Fleur and Aris, their wounds began to heal rapidly, the energy revitalizing them as if they had never been injured in the first place.

Magia Fleur\'s eyes fluttered open, her vision clearing as she realized who had saved them. "Linley..." she whispered in relief, recognizing the Phantom Reaper. "Thank you."

Aris, slowly getting back on his feet, nodded in gratitude as well. "You saved our lives. Thanks."

Linsley\'s smirk deepened, though he remained quiet, his attention shifting to the only enemy left standing: the leader of the outer god lackeys.

The leader\'s face contorted with fury as he witnessed his soldiers reduced to lifeless husks.

His rage boiled over, his voice trembling with venomous hatred. "You… insignificant ant!" he spat. "How dare you defy the will of the Outer God! You think you can stand against us and live?"