Chapter 998 - 49: Ragnarok of the Gods?!

Chapter 998: Chapter 49: Ragnarok of the Gods?!

The sky gradually darkened.

The sun began to tilt, and the sunlight changed from bright and dazzling to soft and dim.

It wasn’t because time passed quickly, but rather Athena took the youth across time zones at an extremely fast speed. It was unclear what kind of authority she used; the earth seemed to be speeding beneath their feet, as if it was not her moving, but the planet rotating on its axis.

Every moment, the locations underfoot were changing rapidly—

"My authority isn’t complete; if it were intact, things wouldn’t be this troublesome..."

Still seemingly dissatisfied, the small girl said this after stepping onto a foreign coast, while staring expressionlessly at someone.

In her view, this person was the culprit causing her authority to be incomplete.

"It’s already quite impressive; what authority is this?" The young man behind her was completely unaware, merely nodding repeatedly and giving a few praises, then gazed distantly at the distant shore, which seemed to be a lively beach, despite the lush dusk.

Bonfires, sea breeze, men and women laughing and singing loudly, and joyful laughter...

The scent of hormones silently blended into the aroma of alcohol, carried away by the sea breeze.

"..."

"..."

Realizing her accusations were ineffective, Athena felt even more frustrated. She turned her face coldly, no longer paying attention to him, but instead identified a direction, as if seriously sensing something. She had to find an object, something very important, and only by leveraging its power could she fulfill her wishes.

However, that artifact was not ownerless...

Athena thought for a moment, realizing she needed a good plan.

Her current situation wasn’t assured enough, not at all. Plus, with this guy around, it felt like walking on thin ice. If complications arose, regret would be unavoidable... Thinking this, she glanced at the youth behind her.

He stood calmly on the coastline, listening to the sound of the sea tides, feeling the sea breeze.

In short—

He showed no sign of being aware he was a captive.

Athena: "..."

The little girl suddenly felt a headache, because capturing this guy was the most crucial step. If they didn’t succeed, the subsequent plan would be impossible, there would be no room to implement it. But this was just the beginning, not the end, not indicative of smooth sailing afterward.

Moreover, there were still many troublesome things to come.

Taking him along during action might inevitably lead to some accidents when facing danger.

Athena’s current state was poor, not quite at the complete divine realm, having lost so much. So she really wasn’t confident, because she understood that her present power could crush mortals, but only just that.

But if she didn’t take him...

What if he really ran away?

Even considering if she encountered danger and never returned, wouldn’t this guy benefit greatly? The debt is still unpaid, and the creditor has died; wouldn’t that be convenient for him?

Moreover, if that happened, knowing so much, he might settle down and, before long in the future, bit by bit, recover his nature, retrieve his memories, and transform back into that tyrant, giving her debt collection plan even less hope.

After swiftly contemplating, the little goddess resolutely decided to keep this guy with her. If he were to die, they’d die together, she must not let him have it easy. If her plan fails, she’ll drag him down the path together!

At least prevent him from escaping any loss...

Additionally, accompanying him has the benefit of interrupting his recovery. Should they both simultaneously return to myth, the countdown for the revival bar begins at the same time, with conditions exceedingly similar, in close proximity...

In this way, the next time she reappears, he should reappear too, offering another chance!

"Hmmmmm..."

Gu Mo tugged at the corner of his mouth, observing Athena clenching her tiny fists, eyebrows furrowed tightly, yet her eyes were shining.

She certainly wasn’t concealing it from him; her facial expressions and changes in her eyes were almost revealing her thoughts, not to mention the vivid imaginative scenes spilling out, the fluctuations in her thoughts glaringly clear, as if imagination bubbles were emerging from her forehead, displaying the mini-theatre inside.

Anyway, in Gu Mo’s view, it was this comic scene.

How did she become somewhat yandere all of a sudden...

Watching the continually changing scenes within those bubbles, mostly dragging her together to death, Gu Mo sensed something awry.

"Follow me..."

At this moment, ending her imagination, Athena strained her little face, turned around, and coldly said.

"Don’t think I won’t dare to act against you, whether you survive or not depends on yourself."

She threatened, then turned away, squinting slightly, as if extending her perception with the onset of nightfall, locking onto a distant earthly aura.

She had found it!

......

Brittany in France is a place deeply connected with the United Kingdom.

In the past, the Celtic people, original residents of Britain, faced Anglo-Saxon invasion, losing their homelands. Around the fifth century, some Celtics residing in Cornwall relocated across the sea to live on the westernmost peninsula of France.

They were later called "Bretons" by mainland residents, also becoming the etymology for the Brittany Peninsula.

The base of the most orthodox Divine Ancestor—

is also hidden in this place.

This is a forest protected by a magic barrier, deep within Brittany, surrounded by trees and serene lakes, with deep and difficult roads.

At the lakeside, accompanied by the evening breeze, was golden hair and a black dress.

A young girl about twelve or thirteen years old stood there in a daze, gazing at the reflection on the lake surface. Her golden curls formed elegant curves, complementing her extremely proper and beautiful face, resembling a doll, perfectly neat and beautiful.

As a girl who should have been pure and innocent, she wore a black dress instead, resembling a mourning dress, exuding a seductively alluring feeling, contradictory yet harmonious, blending everything perfectly together.

Silence, soundless.

All was quiet.

But a sudden voice coldly broke the night’s tranquility: "Where is the Holy Grail?"

"You..."

The blonde-haired girl in a black dress hesitated for a moment, turned her head, her expression showing surprise and unease, a flash of bewilderment deep in her eyes.

"You actually came here in person..."

The naive goddess spoke coldly: "Where is the Holy Grail?" There was no other tone or emotion, just a cold feeling. For some reason, Athena held an inexplicable anger and dislike towards this blonde-haired girl in a black dress.

Two girls almost the same age, both appearing very young, faced off from afar.

The temperature quickly dropped...

Yet it looked as though Athena’s presence was indeed more formidable. The blonde-haired girl couldn’t help but avert her gaze, feeling a chill in her heart.

Was she here to seize the Holy Grail...?

That was a symbol embodying the wisdom of the gods, possessing the nature to absorb the life force of the Earth Mother Goddess and store it—which essentially could seize the life force of gods, transforming it into power supplied to specific targets.

...

Meanwhile.

On the other side of the world.

...

"Here we go again..."

Lady Aisha sighed gently, her voice carrying a familiar lament.

Before her eyes, space tore open vertically, revealing an infinite universe shining with the brilliance of stars, while fierce winds blew toward the spatial rift.

Like a suddenly opened wormhole, it captured her within its gravitational pull, drawing her in. As one of the few Demon Kings in this world, Lady Aisha, who had been slaying gods for over a hundred and fifty years, muttered something in slight annoyance and distress.

This was the "Fairy Realm Passage", an authority she had usurped from Queen Niafe of the Celtic Country.

It could open cavities in the world leading to "the world of non-existence"—the so-called non-existence referred to the Netherworld or past worlds, and even different parallel worlds, though it seemed unable to reach the future.

It appeared to be a very powerful ability, but the problem lay in the fact that this authority was completely uncontrollable. Lady Aisha couldn’t use it when she wanted to, yet suddenly it would spontaneously open and draw her in, though the places she reached usually had people in need of help.

Although it was quite troubling, she indeed relied on this authority to travel through countless countries and eras.

In her time travel thus far, she had met tens of thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands of friends... Perhaps they should be called those she charmed? But no matter, as long as a friendship was established, anyone who had assisted her in the past should count as a friend.

Lady Aisha thought so...

Having experienced too many sudden accidents like this, she quickly adjusted her mood this time around, although it slightly disrupted her plans, she still focused on the present.

With a smile akin to a saintess on her face, Lady Aisha emerged from the "Passage"—

A new world unfolded before her eyes.

Apocalyptic flames descended from the sky, burning massive trees like an exhibition of the world, as heaven and earth seemed to flip over...

In the sky there was a colossal "gate" spanning wide, an immense spatial fracture faintly revealing a huge realm behind, filled with sacred shining light. Countless angels flew out from it, crossing the abyss of Stellaris and soaring toward the gigantic trees.

Lady Aisha froze completely.

The overly obvious characteristics caused her to shudder and realize something immediately.

This was... the world of Ragnarok?!

Before she could give it serious thought, she suddenly felt a stinging pain on her cerebral cortex, her intuition loudly warning her. Simultaneously, the deep sky beyond the atmosphere blurred, revealing enormous shadows behind the clouds, resembling floating continents.

Those were long, long gigantic halo belts...

Like a ringed wall orbiting the entire planet...

"Locked target count, thirteen thousand two hundred and twenty-three... synchronizing data calculations, complete loading of full operations... annihilate them all!"

Sounding like a hollow whisper, or like a spell resounding through the heavens and earth.

In the next instant, countless dazzling and deadly horrific beams, resembling a vast meteor shower, as if divine lightning, pierced through the atmosphere, whizzing down from the sky, with precise guidance, targeting those "angels" crossing dimensions from the other side of the teleportation gate.