Chapter 980 - 33: Gods’ Twilight? (Part 2)

Chapter 980: Chapter 33: Gods’ Twilight? (Part 2)

Whether the "future" one foresees will definitely happen, or whether others will necessarily believe it—

To take a step back, even if one truly has great influence, and no matter how absurd the words spoken, one’s forces will certainly take them seriously... it doesn’t mean things will head in a better direction; it might lead to even worse outcomes.

Once the fire is ignited by one’s own hand, how far it will burn is not up to oneself.

In fact, if things go awry...

It is very likely for this reason...

That the person before you has suffered a series of attacks...

And precisely because of this, for this reason, they have endured much pain without cause, eventually inciting their hatred for everything, their desire to destroy everything, and the beginning of their wish to annihilate the world?

In this moment, myriad thoughts flashed through Banriya Yuri’s mind. She was indeed very cautious about this, as she had heard of similar precedents before—prophecies themselves becoming the cause of the prophecy’s results; such examples are not nonexistent.

Just like in "The Matrix," when Neo went to see the Prophet, the Prophet said the vase didn’t matter, Neo wondered what vase, and he inadvertently broke the vase beside him... The Prophet said you must be wondering if I hadn’t mentioned it, would you have broken the vase.

That’s how it is. Miss Witch is also worried that her prophecy might be the true cause.

Under the strange calm thinking buff, she felt she found a reason to convince herself, so she took a deep breath and nodded forcefully: "If it truly has nothing to do with you all, then... I can consider it."

In any case, let’s observe first.

What the other party said isn’t without merit, and since she specializes in this field naturally, she wouldn’t rashly take her own feelings lightly. She genuinely struggled with her worries.

"That’s good... let’s make a careful agreement, using spells and Word Spirit to ensure the contract."

Erica also smiled satisfactorily. As long as there’s a good start, things should go smoothly afterward. Perhaps from another perspective, this may not be a bad thing. The other party belongs to the Official History Compilation Committee, which in other words, makes them akin to a "contact" she could use.

Suddenly reminded of something, she felt a bit worried and quickly glanced at the nearby Amilia.

Always accustomed to being strong and proactive, she had already made a decision on her own after thinking things through, yet she overlooked the presence of her teammate. Would such an abrupt, unilateral decision not stir displeasure in the latter?

What if the other party disagrees?

"Miss Emi, what do you think?" Despite the somewhat belated nature of her inquiry, Erica still tried to squeeze out a smile.

She really valued her teammate. The power displayed by the other party was indeed remarkable, exuding a sacred, angel-like aura, truly a precious inheritance. If she could attract such a person, all the better.

"I think... I think it’s okay, there shouldn’t be a problem..."

Amilia rubbed her slightly reddened eyes and nodded, seemingly lacking Spirit.

She had no idea about the Official History Compilation Committee whatsoever, as her dealings with this world’s mystical side strictly speaking only occurred today. To avoid arousing suspicion, she had to pretend to be natural and decided not to express any opinions.

The discomfort in her eyes finally eased...

It also made her realize completely that she had exhausted her Power...

Not a trace left, and when the Sacred Magic Qi completely dissipated with her Angel Bloodline dormant, leaving only the human half, she was just an ordinary person, with even her physical functions so fragile.

This profound realization made Amilia feel extremely insecure, especially as this world was beginning to turn sinister, and the threat posed by the Demon King seemed to be gradually emerging... She took a deep breath while secretly gritting her teeth, determined not to expose herself at this moment.

—If the people of this world can rely on their own Power to counter the threat of the Demon King, that naturally would be the best outcome.

—But if they can’t contain the Demon King’s threat, then she, as another Hero from the Otherworld, naturally serves as the second line of insurance.

......

...

The night deepened.

The city hadn’t fallen asleep; many areas were still bustling with bright lights, neon flickers, and the brilliant glow obscured the vast heavens to the extent the stars were invisible, the light pollution particularly severe.

However, some places were shrouded in quietude, such as the residential street at this moment.

Erica didn’t relax her vigilance, cautiously exploring her surroundings, setting spells and barriers. Even if they didn’t serve their intended Defense purpose, providing a warning was still beneficial. She completed the Defense preparations briefly and considered it a review of Magic before returning to the apartment.

"Why are you the only one here... Miss Emi?"

Seeing the youth quietly sitting in the living room, the blonde-haired, red-dressed girl pouted.

"Seems like she’s too tired, went to rest, just in the room over there..." Gu Mo didn’t lift his eyelids, casually pointing to the corridor.

Due to the heavy drain coupled with currently being an ordinary person, Amilia truly reached her limit. Shortly after Banriya Yuri had just left, she couldn’t hold on any longer, uttered a word, then find a room to rest.

"So tired... Was it the ’Dark Night’ just now that restrained her too much?" Erica murmured with slight puzzlement.

Thinking carefully, she realized that Miss Emi’s displayed magic power form indeed brimmed with a sacred and luminous aura, so the large consumption in the previous ’Dark Night’ due to the opposition and clash in attributes was likely the cause.

Reassured, the girl directly sat on the opposite side without any reservations: "Then you should rest too; I can keep watch for the night."

"I’m not tired..."

"Not tired? How could you not be tired..." Erica raised an eyebrow, but quickly seemed to realize something, speaking gleefully with a smile: "Oh, I know, you’re afraid... It’s understandable, after all, this is your first contact with this world."

Gu Mo blinked, nodded: "Indeed, it’s the first contact with this world..."

This instance is newly opened...

He had just entered recently, so this statement wasn’t wrong...

"Hmph, not sure if I should say you’re lucky or unlucky..." Erica partly squinted her eyes, observing the person across, her tone brimming with delight. "To directly come across such an event, you should know I have been pursuing such an opportunity for a long time."

"Do you seek death?"

Gu Mo asked casually.

"..."

"..."

The knightess with blonde hair and red dress displayed a discontented expression, staying silent. After a while, she huffed irritably: "I certainly know this is dangerous, but as a Knight, one cannot easily succumb to fear; glory and merit are what we strive for..."

Stopping here, she paused, laughing self-mockingly: "Even if it’s just wishful thinking, every Magician, every Knight, who doesn’t possess a sliver of this ambition? If possible, of course I’d love to become like Sir Salvatore..."

The person opposite shrugged, not voicing any opinion, seemingly noncommittal.

"Oh, you probably don’t know what I’m talking about... Sir Salvatore is the ruler from our side, someone who ascended to royalty through Godslaying, despite being human."

Seeing him in this manner, Erica misunderstood—

"It’s said that Godslayers are Epimetheus’ illegitimate children, killing the heavenly Gods during Ragnarok and seizing the supreme Divine Power held by the Gods, wielding the Authority plundered through Godslaying, commanding humans on earth... Their existence proves that Gods can indeed be defeated!"

In the later part of this statement, the girl spoke resolutely.

As if persuading herself, seeking to reaffirm shaken confidence.

"Isn’t Epimetheus a god from Greek Mythology? What does that have to do with Ragnarok, which seems to be a concept from Nordic Mythology?" Gu Mo recalled touching upon the Rune earlier. His interest piqued, he asked curiously.