Chapter 996 - 47: "Ritual"?

Chapter 996: Chapter 47: "Ritual"?

Although Amilia understands that the fact that they managed to escape is already a great fortune.

As long as she and the others are still alive, there is still a chance... but the humiliation and despair continue to surge in her heart uncontrollably.

Is there really still time?

Does she really still have time?

She doesn’t have full confidence in this, and judging by the power displayed by those Defiant Gods, even if she regained her former power, she might not succeed in defeating them. Moreover, in this current world, she has no power at all.

"Amilia, glad you’re okay..."

Amelinda let out a long sigh. This petite girl also seemed to be immersed in the great terror just now, shaken, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

After a while, she steadied herself and finally returned to reality, asking a question with a somewhat difficult tone: "What on earth was that thing just now? I couldn’t see clearly at all... Was it night over there? There wasn’t any light at all..."

Obviously, the "GATE" positioning was meant to open by the Hero’s side.

Yet the moment they came over, they were plunged into a terrifying environment where all five senses were suppressed and stripped away; a world of darkness devoid of light, only death and the icy black wind blowing...

What was most terrifying was that even the Demon King and the Hero could not escape the loss of Magic Power. How could they possibly have any special treatment? The fundamental difference in Magic Law isn’t something that can be adapted to in a short time, leading to their Magic Power almost being drained instantly.

In their past life, they had never encountered such a terrible start.

Just in an instant, it felt like they were about to die.

This unforgettable experience left a psychological shadow that will take a lifetime for both to heal.

"..."

"..."

A brief silence.

"That... probably is a god."

Amilia pursed her lips, speaking with a weak face.

She had learned a bit about the troubles in this world. She initially thought people in this world were fortunate because they didn’t endure the demon’s rampage like on Ante Yisula, almost leading to the Human Realm’s downfall, completely overrun by the Demon King.

But later found that this world might be worse...

"God?"

Amelinda was taken aback, "Is it the god of this world? Why did you provoke her?"

The concept of gods wasn’t unfamiliar to her.

Because in the other world, such religious legends and concepts also existed. The Church was said to be built for this purpose, constantly promoting that angels are the messengers of God... Of course, no one knows the exact truth.

For so many years, although it has always been known that Celestial Realm and Demon Realm exist, angels and demons are confirmed...

However, the true gods have never appeared, unable to be confirmed.

Thus, Amelinda was extremely shocked to immediately encounter a god after arriving here, even apparently becoming the enemy of the Hero. Naturally, this would astonish her, bringing an incredible sense of fantasy.

How was this achieved?

Moreover, the Hero has no power now, feels devoid of the Sacred Magic Qi’s aura, how did they get involved in this situation?

"It’s different, still very different... In this world, there’s not just one god."

Amelia said irritably and understandably had a doubt in her heart. If this world is so terrible, can the Demon King really cause any commotion here? It feels like in such a severe situation, that hateful demon doesn’t count for anything.

"Miss Erica, how are you now? Feeling better?"

Turning her gaze, looking at the blonde-haired, red-skirted girl she supported, Miss Brave asked with concern.

Thanks largely to Erica. If it weren’t for this Great Knight overcoming her fear, gathering courage, and standing in front despite knowing it’s impossible, blocking a lot of pressure, she probably wouldn’t have lasted until Amelinda arrived.

But bearing the greatest pressure, the Knightess’s condition was naturally very poor.

Though not completely knocked out, she quickly regained consciousness after being teleported here, but looked sickly. Her weary appearance could only stand firm with Miss Brave’s assistance, breathing in small gasps.

"Fine, fine... much better"

Feeling the cold inside gradually purged by the sun’s rays, Erica slowly managed to stand up.

In fact, merely sunbathing is not enough to dispel the death’s breath, yet at this time, the Knightess couldn’t contemplate such things, so didn’t notice this suspicion.

"Glad you’re okay..."

Amilia nodded, gradually releasing her hands, careful as she watched her stand steady, her eyes suddenly growing complex.

"Gu, Gu Mo sir, he didn’t manage to escape..."

With difficulty speaking such words, Miss Brave tightly bit her white teeth, feeling a surge of sorrow deep within.

Though sudden support from the Otherworld was an entirely unpredictable variable, possibly unseen in this world’s future, creating a great opportunity to break out. But ultimately, snatching someone right under a Defiant God’s nose is too difficult and indeed too daunting.

Even though this Defiant God was incomplete...

In such a rush, wishing to escape fully was too arrogant.

Amilia was also keenly aware of this, so at that time, she intended to send Gu Mo sir and Miss Erica out first, but unexpectedly... someone was more decisive then, directly pushing the Knightess she supported forward, along with Amilia into the opened Teleportation Gate.

Amilia didn’t anticipate this at all, especially given her poor condition at the time, lacking the strength and reaction speed to prevent it.

——When she realized what was happening...

——She was already swept away into the time flow beyond the "GATE"...

Following that was the impact of Divine Power directly shattering the Teleportation Gate, causing the entrance to suddenly close, leaving her feeling utterly hopeless whenever she thought about it.

"Hmph! That guy..."

Erica’s expression changed, her face fluctuating between shadows and light, gritting her teeth, wanting to express harsh words, yet recalling the vague feelings she had, probably understanding who saved her, and could no longer speak harshly, but... but...

She couldn’t help but recall that guy’s suspected identity, and remembered her final deduction.

Suddenly, she was entirely unmoved...

Her mood suddenly became quite complex, quite tangled.

"Oh no! Feather Pen..."

At this time, a cry of shock came from Amelinda’s side, causing the two girls to simultaneously look in the direction of the sound.

Amelinda took out a large feather pen, but it clearly only had a section left, the other part seemingly cut off by something, already vanished. The small girl was stunned for a moment, showing a look of wanting to cry without tears:

"Right, the Teleportation Gate was torn apart in the end, it must have been then..."

"Amelinda, what feather pen are you talking about?"

Amilia’s heart tightened, feeling something was amiss.

"Angel’s feather pen... It’s the pen used by Angels when drawing the Rainbow Bridge that connects worlds. Made with the Secret Technique using the feather of Great Angels, specifically used to open the ’GATE’, an item even ordinary humans without Sacred Magic Qi can easily use."

Amelinda withdrew her gaze, staring blankly at Miss Brave: "It was thanks to it that we could come here. And just now, I used it to open the ’GATE’, escaping with you..."

Otherwise, she too wouldn’t have Sacred Magic Qi when arriving here—

How could she possibly rely on her own power to manipulate that high-level Spell.

Amilia’s face turned particularly ugly.

...

...

The Dark Night had lifted.

"It’s a really interesting thing..."

Gently twisting the half feather in her hand, the silver-haired young girl slightly narrowed her eyes, sensing a similar aura within it.

Angel...

But also noticeably different...

The feeling is of an ambiguous existence, the feather left behind, not the relic of a messenger from the Bible system, yet equally mysterious and involving intricate Otherworld rules, it seems no longer limited to the possibilities of a Parallel World.

She gently put it away, Athena looked at the calmly standing youth in the front, speaking coldly:

"To think you would choose to sacrifice yourself to protect them... I truly now somewhat believe you’re not Zeus."

"Yes, yes, that’s definitely a misunderstanding..."

Gu Mo nodded repeatedly, agreeing with this.

"Just because you’re not now doesn’t mean you won’t be later..." Athena, indifferent, pointed to the distance where the battle had not yet ended, thunder, flames, and storms, various brutal and terrifying phenomena clashing unreasonably.

"That War God there, just recently I encountered Him in Europe... At that time, He had just fought with King Mekar, severely injured, losing many Divine Powers and Authorities, even losing memory..."

"At that time, He, or rather he, was like a human, eager to help those in need, generous with his Power, perhaps aligning with humanity’s standard of kindness..."

"But now, see how he has become Him again, reclaiming one Authority after another, what has he become now? Does He still care about humans or if His battles might affect innocents?"

At this point, Athena showed no expression, her gaze towards Gu Mo carried a certain certainty and deep disgust—

"You’ll eventually return to that state anyway."

"..."

"..."

Gu Mo twitched his mouth, but this was fine, he casually observed the future path.

Amilia was also about to embark on her Hero’s journey...

In order to obtain the Demon King Slayer Blade, she needed to search the satellite orbit, long ago the World-saving Divine Blade was placed up there...

If she goes up to the skies, then the seeds of the Tree of Life just have the foundation to sprout, because the Tree of Life grows with the heavens as roots...

"Is it the Tree of Life? Or the World Tree?"

Reflecting on the scene extracted from Banriya Yuri’s memory, how it felt somewhat familiar, Gu Mo pondered a bit.

He had a vague intuition, all this seemed a result brought by triggering the secret of Rune...

So—

Is this actually a "ritual" he needs to cross?