Chapter 995 - 46: Narrow Escape from Death

Chapter 995: Chapter 46: Narrow Escape from Death

It’s like a cold aura has been activated.

Everyone fell silent.

Amilia, who had been struggling to hold on, using a normal person’s mind and body to resist the pressure of divine power, was rendered speechless, only able to bite her tongue hard, forcing herself to stay awake through the pain, forcing herself to muster the courage, so as not to succumb to the suffocating pressure by choosing to surrender instinctively.

But at this moment—

"... Eh eh eh?!"

Taking two seconds to barely sort out what the sentence she just heard was about, the girl with the rose-colored long hair instantly widened her eyes in disbelief, her pupils suddenly contracting to the limit.

This meant Miss Brave’s pure heart, without any defense, was hit by disturbing information, feeling an immense shock.

This, this this this this... what is all this?!

—Too, too, too, too, too unclean!!

And Erica’s mouth twitched a few times, she had just reached a conclusion and instinctively blurted it out without thinking, her main intent was to disturb the mind of the opposite goddess, to make her less calm.

Yet when she reacted afterward, realizing what astonishing words she had said, her delicate and handsome eyebrows couldn’t help but droop down, her face becoming quite unsightly.

The girl tried hard to curb the impulse to glare angrily at someone, although she couldn’t see them at the moment, there was suddenly a feeling of disdain, questioning why she was going to such lengths for this person.

"..."

"..."

The scene became extremely awkward, unspeakable silence spread.

No one knew how much time had passed, maybe a few seconds, maybe an entire century long, before this torturous silence was broken.

"... Truly unpleasant, witch..."

Athena’s whisper was filled with quiet anger, she lowered her head and brooded gloomily for a while, her slender shoulders and body trembling slightly, seemingly trying hard to suppress something, but clearly failing to do so.

Behind this calm voice, a huge wave was hidden!

In the next instant, Athena slowly lifted her head—

Like flipping a switch, the human concept she had disappeared completely, replaced by the aura belonging to the "god,"!

Simultaneously, some terrible and invisible thing in the air started to surge, churning and billowing like substance, becoming even more terrifying and oppressive.

Darkness.

Cold.

As if a violent sea stirred countless clouds and waves, making the sky and atmosphere agitated, it felt like the entire space was suddenly frozen by an abrupt, biting wind, with the temperature plummeting, as if winter had set in March.

This wasn’t an ordinary natural phenomenon, not a typical atmospheric flow creating wind.

Rather, it was despair itself blowing up from the dark nether soil, from the barren wilderness of the cold netherworld, able to make a person’s body cool rapidly, extinguishing the flame of life with its chill breath.

This chill wasn’t merely physical coldness; it made Erica and others’ spirit feel waves of cold, like their souls getting covered with frost, rapidly spreading out, threatening to freeze their souls, forcing thoughts and minds to halt their processes!

"...!!"

First to bear the brunt, Erica’s expression froze in an instant, even her gaze seemed to go slightly rigid, her body trembled continuously, unsure if it was due to fear or the severe cold.

In the darkness, despite seeing nothing, she still felt she clearly saw a pair of night eyes, saw that silver-haired young goddess... Even transformed into a human, it was unimaginable how much power her body contained.

Just meeting a god’s gaze, even just brushing lightly against it, could easily shatter a human’s mind.

Even the top geniuses among humans, no matter how hard they train or use insane methods to endure countless suffering, ordeals and torments, might still never reach the threshold...

The god reached it from the beginning.

Between them, such a vast gap existed.

Erica instinctively tried her utmost to resist, yet discovered as if her body and mind were disconnected, her consciousness and body seemed to have severed contact, no matter how she struggled, her brain’s commands seemed unable to translate into appropriate nerve signals, merely wandering aimlessly through a gradually stiffening body.

Can’t move...

Even just the pinky finger is completely immobilized...

The heavy feeling of death slowly approaches, her consciousness becomes increasingly blurry, her vision dimming, not due to darkness itself, but her vision itself becoming hazy, in the haziness, the world in her eyes seemed to only remain as a pair of shining eyes.

—Athena seemingly has a moniker called the Goddess of Radiance...

—Meaning "the one whose eyes shine," tracing back to its original meaning, it probably originally meant "the one with owl-like eyes"...

——The nocturnal owl was considered in ancient times to be the embodiment of the Death God capable of traveling back and forth between the closed dark Netherworld and the present world, so it was only natural for it to become a servant of Athena, who once was the God of the Underworld...

In a daze, Erica didn’t know why she was thinking of this at this moment, probably because there was nothing else she could do at this point.

She couldn’t control her actions, couldn’t control her thoughts, and as the flame of life flickered like a candle in the wind, on the verge of extinguishment, thinking was merely the last instinct.

"Amelinda! Go! Go!"

Her vision was getting blurrier, and just at the critical moment, she vaguely heard Miss Emi’s voice.

Immediately after, the anger of the Goddess followed—

"Damn it! You all... Stop for me!!"

Then, terrifying waves of Divine Power burst forth violently, and Word Spirits turned into the most powerful binding forces, dispersing into the void like invisible rules, spreading everywhere like a vast net, suddenly enveloping, intent on freezing the space itself.

Erica felt herself being pushed away by a force without any defense!

Immediately after, she was swept into a vortex of something...

It felt like being on a small, turbulent boat, tossed about by a raging sea, thrown high and then heavily dropped, distressing to the point of near death, almost making her want to vomit.

But in her stupor, she sensed the wrath of the goddess, the threat of darkness and death, all of which rapidly faded away, taking all sounds and the entire world with it.

...

...

Not long after.

Everything settled down.

"Huff, huff... Is this world so dangerous, almost died there..."

The voice was trembling, speaking while taking deep breaths, recalling with lingering fear. The speaker was a burly man around thirty years of age, with dark skin, a tall and muscular build, neatly trimmed white hair and a white beard, and golden pupils.

On top of that, he wore tight black leather armor highlighting his muscular frame, making him appear imposing and fierce at first glance, marking him as a true tough guy...

And yet, this tough guy was rubbing his hands, breathing into his palms, his voice shaking as he spoke, almost shivering, creating a rather incongruous impression.

Another was a petite girl, with fluffy, slightly wavy short green hair and beautiful eyes of the same color, wearing a long robe akin to that of a priest or mage, dyed in a lavish mix of red and orange, with special patterns embroidered in gold thread on the back.

However, she also looked shaken, panting, her hand pressed against her chest, which was rising and falling rapidly as though she had been frightened.

"Thank you, Alward, Amelinda... If not for you arriving just in time, we’d surely be dead this time."

Pale to the extreme, Emilia supported the wobbling blond maiden, took a deep breath, and earnestly thanked her former warrior allies.

At the same time, she glanced around and noticed that although she didn’t know where they had been transported, they were clearly far away from the previous horrendous condition.

The riverbank was incredibly peaceful.

A refreshing breeze brushed against them, and the late summer sunshine lightly caressed the earth.

The sight before them was that of a strange city, with soft sunlight scattered everywhere, seemingly close to a riverside park, with lawns spread everywhere, fountains and statues that were very characteristic, and people walking leisurely along the cobblestone paths, laughing and talking, with laughter carried by the wind.

All these gave off a relaxing vibe, like green grass on the riverbank dancing in the wind, effectively calming Emilia, even though her body was still involuntarily trembling slightly.

They had escaped...

That life was nearly over this time...

——Unexpectedly, at the last moment, the "GATE" opened right beside her!

Quickly realizing what had happened, Emilia seized the chance, and the two who came from the other side were indeed members of her former Hero team, having been the ones who could follow the Hero to suppress the Demon King’s Army that swept the whole world; they were naturally remarkable individuals.

The burly man was named Alward Andy, a powerful Immortal Technique Daoist, formerly an elite in the "Yue Immortal Legion." After the Legion was scattered by the Demon Army, he hid in the deep mountains of the Northern Continent to chop wood and practice. Later, he was recruited by Emilia, joining the Hero team to continue resisting the Demon King’s Army.

The petite girl was Amelinda Edward, the Palace Spell Caster of the "Saint Aile Empire" on the Ante Yisula Continent. Back then, when captured by the Demon Marshal Lucifer on the devastated Western Continent, she was rescued by Hero Emilia and became her companion, known as the strongest human Spell Caster.

Both were quite strong, and being comrades who could entrust their backs and lives to one another, their tacit understanding was impeccable.

Thus, even without knowing what was happening, the moment they stepped through the gate, they decisively heeded Emilia’s signal, responding with perfect synchrony at the first moment.

That was how they managed to escape...

However—

Scanning her gaze around, not seeing the figure of that young man, Miss Brave bit her lip hard, biting down so strongly that it drew a bit of red.