Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 1974 1974: Control over everything

Retracing our steps, we ascended the staircase and found ourselves back in the familiar room.

The spider scurried onto the pedestal, extending a spindly limb to tap the bracelet resting there.

As soon as contact was made, a visible shift occurred within the relic.

I hadn't detected anything unusual before, but witnessing the change so closely made it impossible to overlook.

"What was that?" I questioned Insectum, catching the creature off guard.

Initially, Insectum hesitated to respond, but it eventually turned its gaze toward me. Interpreting a spider's facial expressions was impossible, yet its awkwardness was clearly betrayed by its stiff body language.

Observing its hesitation, I remained silent and waited for a proper explanation.

Under the weight of my silent pressure, Insectum finally muttered, "It's an alarm…"

"You failed to mention any alarm earlier." My voice carried a subtle, dark edge, making my dissatisfaction perfectly clear.

Despite being a deity, the spider’s current behavior was anything but divine. It seemed desperate to dodge the subject entirely.

Letting out a weary sigh, I finally said, "Fine, it doesn't matter anymore."

The moment those words left my mouth, a wave of relief washed over the spider's form.

This god was truly no different from its messenger…

It had labeled Queenie as lazy, yet this deity appeared just as slothful. It was evident that there were numerous details Insectum simply couldn't be bothered to handle.

With that tension resolved, Insectum tried to regain its dignified air, stating, "Very well, take it. I have already configured it to bind to your soul the instant you touch it."

While I might have believed another god, I had my doubts when it came to Insectum.

It felt as though something had been overlooked or perhaps ignored due to the spider's sheer laziness.

Regardless, I reached out and grasped the bracelet.

The connection Insectum had promised sparked instantly. However, the bond was far more profound than I had anticipated for a mere accessory.

I had assumed I was only linking myself to a piece of jewelry.

In reality, this relic served as the primary control mechanism for the entirety of Death Valley.

The second my skin met the metal, a massive flood of data surged into my mind.

While it wasn't enough to completely shatter my consciousness, the sheer volume of information was staggering. Had I not possessed a constitution sturdier than an average person, this mental intrusion might have caused serious damage.

Then again, an ordinary person would never have been granted the opportunity to form such a link anyway.

Only those with a specific tie to this domain could enter and claim this relic.

Once the synchronization was finished, I stayed silent, focusing entirely on organizing the chaos of information streaming into my brain. I worked to categorize every bit of extra data the bracelet provided.

After a short while, I successfully asserted full control.

Through the bracelet, I realized my authority over this place was far more extensive than I had first imagined.

With just a thought, I could observe every event unfolding within Death Valley.

At the very least, I could see everything within the boundaries established by the relic.

My vision couldn't penetrate beyond a certain limit, but the range was still incredibly vast.

I was stunned by the sheer scale of Death Valley and the surprising number of people currently wandering through it.

Despite its reputation as a graveyard, crowds of people still flocked here. It seemed that even in a place defined by death, the lure of profit was enough to drown out fear.

Their obsession with wealth was so great that they didn't hesitate to gamble with their lives.

If I intended to claim Death Valley for myself, these trespassers would have to be removed.

Evicting them wouldn't be difficult; I realized that a single mental command was all it would take to expel every soul from the area.

As long as they remained within the space governed by the bracelet, I held absolute power over them. This relic essentially granted me total sovereignty over the dimensions it created.

Holding this level of dominion made me feel almost like a god.

A different person might have let this sensation of omnipotence corrupt them, losing their sanity to the rush of power.

But I remained grounded, knowing this was merely a fragment of true strength.

Having witnessed the genuine power of gods, I knew this was insignificant by comparison.

Even if one felt divine while wielding this relic within this specific space, it didn't make them a true deity.

A real god existed on a completely incomparable level.

"How do you feel?" Insectum suddenly inquired.

"It's fine. This item is quite intriguing," I answered with composure.

"As expected of the one they chose; you truly are remarkable," Insectum remarked, its voice now tinged with genuine respect.