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Chapter 289: Who Is the Ant?
🕑 Added 2025-07-09 04:12:30 +0000 UTCIn the forest path outside Orario, Ishtar walked alone, her face utterly grim.
She had lost the Familia Myth War Game, and her elites were completely wiped out. The remaining members collectively abandoned Ishtar, revering her enemy, Blake, as a hero, crying tears of joy, and shouting for freedom.
This was utterly unbearable for her. Even Apollo, after losing the Familia Myth War Game, still had followers, but she, on the other hand, had not a single one!
“Indeed, humans and elves are all inferior races. Blake, Hestia, just wait to be assassinated by killers. Even if I can’t kill you, I will make you constantly annoyed and restless!”
Ishtar thought with a sinister expression. She even had an impulse to unleash her power and obliterate Blake, but remembering Hestia’s presence, she could only suppress that thought.
If Hestia intercepted her, leading to both of them being sent back to heaven, it would be too worthless. What she wanted to do was to make Hestia provoke killers until she unleashed her divine power and was sent back to heaven, and then she would find an opportunity to forcibly suppress Blake!
At that point, whether she returned to heaven or not would be irrelevant!
“What a gloomy expression you have. No need for you to come find me, I’ve come to find you proactively.”
Just then, an unnatural vortex of wind appeared in front of Ishtar. Then, Blake’s figure appeared before her, speaking disdainfully.
“Heh, I didn’t expect you to dare appear before me alone. Do you intend to lay hands on me?”
Looking at the familiar face, Ishtar’s expression instantly turned ferocious, with faint divine power fluctuating around her.
“Since you guessed right, then I’ll play with you for a bit.”
Hearing this, Blake smiled indifferently. He then unleashed a surge of magical power that made space tremble, causing Ishtar’s pupils to contract violently.
This power was actually comparable to hers!
The next instant, before Ishtar could say anything, Blake’s mouth suddenly resounded with moving incantations.
I am the bone of my sword.
My body is made of swords.
...
This body shall surely be made of “unlimited blades.”
As Blake chanted, Ishtar suddenly panicked. Just as she was about to unleash her divine power to stop him, she felt a dizzying sensation, and the scene rapidly changed.
The gloomy world of the underworld disappeared, replaced by a red wasteland world with countless ownerless sword gravestones. Appearing as the horizon were dancing flames, and in the distance, several huge gears intertwined.
The swords plunged into the red wasteland each exuded an extraordinary aura, astonishing.
“Who exactly are you?!”
Looking at this bizarre space, Ishtar roared, her face extremely grim.
“You should be very clear about who I am. I’ll give you a chance now. Here, your aura won’t leak out. Unleash the power you’re so proud of, and I will utterly crush you.”
Hearing this, Blake smiled disdainfully and then suddenly said.
“Brat, you brought this upon yourself! The price of defying a god, I’ll make you pay dearly for it now!”
Hearing this, Ishtar scanned the surroundings with a bewildered expression. After sensing the strangeness of this world, she burst into maniacal laughter. Dazzling streaks of light appeared on her body, and her aura instantly surged, oppressing the surrounding space.
In the face of this power, Orario’s so-called ultimate weapon was as weak and insignificant as an ant!
“It’s been a long time since I felt this exhilarating! Human brat, you’re prepared to be judged by a god, aren’t you? The price of arrogantly wanting to slay us gods, you will savor it properly!”
A few seconds later, Ishtar, glowing with brilliant colors and with her entire demeanor elevated, flew into the air. She proudly looked down at Blake, speaking to him with contempt.
“A level not even reaching mid-Demon King tier, is this the power of the gods in this world? It’s not bad, considering there are so many of them. After all, this guy’s strength among the gods probably isn’t much. The strong ones should be able to reach peak Demon King tier, but no one should reach the transcender level.”
Ignoring Ishtar’s arrogant words, Blake merely analyzed the power emanating from Ishtar.
The definition of a high-level world requires at least one transcender-level powerhouse. The Dungeon world is rated as a mid-level world, clearly without transcenders. However, it should have peak Demon King tier, making it a top-tier mid-level world.
He had to admit, his luck in coming to this world was quite good.
“Arrogant human brat, die!”
Seeing Blake remain completely unfazed by his terrifying power, instead muttering to himself and analyzing, Ishtar’s pride was severely wounded. So, the next instant, Ishtar angrily launched her attack.
Dazzling divine power transformed into various attributes, mixing together and blasting towards Blake, with no intention of holding back.
Facing this attack that could easily sink Japan, Blake merely looked up slightly. His body instantly erupted with an aura stronger than Ishtar’s.
In a flash, the projected Noble Phantasms embedded in the ground flew up in droves as if pulled, covering the air with astonishing sword energy and defiantly meeting the mixed attack descending from the sky.
“Screech!”
Just as Ishtar, with a ferocious face, fantasized about Blake being blasted to dust, her expression froze the next instant. She then frantically dodged.
Because those swords, as if piercing through paper, penetrated her attack, their momentum undiminished as they shot towards her.
Facing the captivating cold glint of these swords, Ishtar finally felt the fatal sense of danger for the first time since her birth!
“Thump!”
However, no matter how much she dodged, it was useless. In less than a second, these swords pierced through various parts of her body. Crimson blood spilled from the sky, and Ishtar, with eight or nine swords impaled in her, fell from the air in disbelief.
If not for her divine power maintaining her life, she would have been instantly killed!
A level not even reaching mid-Demon King tier was, for the current Blake, merely a character he could crush effortlessly, no different from an ordinary person stepping on an ant!
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