"Hmm?"
Lady Goddess looked at him with a hint of confusion, just in ti to see him gently toss—
the Demon Sword in his hand, which remained serene but constantly emitted an aura that even she found intimidating, was thrown out.
The Immortal Body transford, possessed an ultimate balance and ability unattainable by humans, with no weaknesses in any stat, a full 18 points of Power. According to a Servant's Status conversion, it should be at least B or even A rank Muscle Strength.
So even from such a distance, the Demon Sword spun in the air, cutting a long arc and happened to fall right in front of Tiamat God's advancing path.
The coastline continuously eroded the land, the black Sea of Life rose with the tide, showing astonishing aggression. Ahead of Tiamat God's path lay an overwhelming surge of black mud, like a vanguard paving the way, resembling a black carpet.
Determined to open a path ahead of the Mother Goddess's advance, enabling the Mother of Origin to ascend onto the land.
The Demon Sword spun down, thrusting slightly into the ground, still so distance from Tiamat God, but just a step away from the torrent of black mud, seemingly about to be swallowed the next mont. However, in that instant, the entire world was turned upside down.
Centered at the spot where the Demon Sword pierced the earth, the ground quickly lost its color, as if the land lost its vitality and Life...
And this ominous aura rapidly spread in all directions.
The people in the distance only felt their eyes blur. When they ca to their senses, they found the whole world had beco lifeless. The sky was covered in darkness, the earth decayed, everyone died in despair, everything around turned desolate and miserable, as if isolated from the living world and plunged into the Demon Realm.
The black Tide of Chaos no longer existed...
Only Tiamat God stood alone in the center of this dead world.
"Netherworld? How could it appear here?!"
Ishtar was among the first to sense that familiar aura, her eyes widened, exclaiming incredulously.
"Well, it's already connected to the world after death, but the essence here is still an Innate Barrier, so it can't trap her for long..." Gu Mo directly nodded in acknowledgnt, "Next, we must truly push her into the Netherworld, that's where our battlefield really lies..."
"Battlefield..." Ishtar's eye twitched, her face suddenly darkened.
No one told her the real battleground would be in the Netherworld. Is that ghostly place really suitable for them to fight?
"Aaaaaa—"
Tiamat once again emitted that strange monotonous sound, but compared to the previous sound with only sorrowful aning, seemingly without any special destructive power, this ti her scream seed to have a more direct impact.
It seed there was so cracking noise echoing.
The space began to shake violently, black cracks appeared in the sky, like fractures spreading from shattered glass mirrors.
Gu Mo remained unchanged in expression, naturally having anticipated this.
An Innate Barrier in the end is not the real world, its space-ti structure certainly not being so stable. Wanting to trap a creator god is indeed a bit unrealistic.
If it weren't for Tiamat God being so subservient, taking all attacks head-on without dodging, flashing, or resisting, capturing her in this space for even a mont would be absolutely impossible. Now, as she instinctively wants to leave here and return to the real world to act, naturally, nothing can stop her...
The Qi Power within Gu Mo's body was flooding away crazily, he hadn't felt this floodgate-like sensation in a long ti, even his own Magic Power couldn't hold out for a mont.
He took a deep breath and reached out towards the heavens and earth in front; such a virtual grasp!
"Open!!"
In an instant, the earth emitted a killing intent, dragons and snakes rose onto the land!
From the people behind, aside from Ishtar and Akai Hinako sitting on the flying boat, all staggered sowhat, because the entire ground was rumbling violently, like an intense earthquake!
Looking down from the sky, one would see massive cracks appearing on the ground, like tectonic plates fracturing and shifting, with so areas sinking into rift valleys and basins, others elevated into high mountains, enormous cracks spread to the feet of the Mother of Origin, causing her form to slightly and unstably sink.
"It really is the Netherworld..."
From the flying boat, through the rolling dust cloud, Ishtar looked at those cracks beneath, those sinking terrains seed to be falling into a bottomless abyss-like chasm, her expression imdiately turned bitter.
She saw the situation below clearly and by confirming the deathly aura, truly acknowledged the place beneath as the Netherworld, inevitably reminding her of unpleasant mories... As the most cruel and violent goddess in mythology, she's always been fearless of heaven and earth. Her only major loss was during her descent into the Netherworld.
Stripped bare by that gloomy woman, ultimately herself also suffered assassination, for Ishtar it was simply a nightmare-like mory... In the myth's prototype, she's always been the one robbing others, always the one killing others. When had she ever suffered such disgrace?
Naturally, just thinking about it made her feel awful.
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