nagpurpolice Chapter 382 When Freya Gleaned a Sliver of the Truth
Chapter 382 When Freya Gleaned a Sliver of the Truth
Chapter 382 When Freya Gleaned a Sliver of the Truth
"This is what a hero is—"
Under the tutelage of his grandfather Zeus, Belle developed a deep love for heroic tales from a young age, especially for the heroes within them.
So, when he saw his aunt Alfia troubled, he didn't hesitate to say that he would become the hero in her place. At that time, his understanding of "hero" was limited to the legends and stories in his mind.
Until I arrived in Orario.
The concept of "hero" began to take on a concrete form.
Little Bell gazed at Roy's fearless and powerful back, which shielded him from the brutal Minotaur, as solid and unbreakable as a mountain.
It's simply the ideal existence!
Compared to Professor Leon, Mr. Roy was the first "hero candidate" he met, and he left a deeper impression on him, like the white moonlight that people talk about.
"Bell!"
Hestia and the others ran out from the adjacent cave.
"God?" Bell was surprised, not expecting to see his own god in the dungeon.
Leon took out the Panacea and sprinkled it on the injured Yarisa, Badain, and Nathan. A vibrant green light emanated from their bodies, and their injuries healed rapidly. Having only taken one blow from the Minotaur, their wounds were not fatal.
"Thank you, Professor Leon!"
Everyone's attention returned to the spacious battlefield.
The Black Minotaur, a "god assassin" born from the dungeon, possesses the characteristic of being immune to divine power, making it an absolute nemesis to the gods!
Loki and Baldr, who had lived in the lower realms for decades or even centuries, were seeing this for the first time.
Apart from Hestia, who had only a vague understanding of the lower realm, the other three gods looked at the black monster with a hint of fear and sorrow in the depths of their eyes.
"roar!!"
The moment the mutated Minotaur saw the god appear, it let out an unprecedented roar of rage, shaking the entire floor slightly. Dense sand fell from the ceiling, making it hard to imagine what kind of damage the former "it" had suffered.
Guild headquarters, underground altar.
The dimly lit room was illuminated only by a high altar used for prayer and a few oil lamps.
Uranus, the old god cloaked in a cloak, sat atop a high platform, his every move exuding majesty and domineering presence, like the supreme god-king atop the starry sky.
At this moment, a strange look appeared on his usually calm face. "The roar of the monsters, the dungeon's revenge against the gods—can they ultimately be forgiven?"
Fels, half-hidden in the darkness, felt a flicker of curiosity. Even he, a "sage" who had lived for hundreds of years, knew nothing about the grudges between the dungeon and the gods. In this regard, the gods who came down to have fun all reacted in unison, keeping their mouths shut.
Only one thing is certain.
The fact that the dungeon can give birth to "God Assassins" is clearly a form of revenge against the gods!
Uranus said, "Fels, go tell Royman that a god has entered the underground city; it is Hestia..."
Loki, Hermes, and Baldr!
"I see!"
Fels's voice was helpless. These gods were really restless. Everyone had been busy with various accidents during this time.
Severe punishment is necessary to deter the gods from entering the dungeon at will.
Meanwhile, the battle was not over yet.
Roy, at level 7, could kill this Minotaur, which was not even level 4 yet, with just a wave of his hand, but seeing the black monster for the first time piqued his interest.
"roar!"
The Minotaur's crimson eyes locked onto the gods, and its massive body transformed into a black hurricane once more, charging towards the four gods with a terrifying aura that seemed capable of shattering the earth, its ferocity overwhelming.
Facing the black Minotaur, Bell and Hestia turned pale with fright, their breath caught in their throats, as if they would be crushed at any moment.
Roy sneered, and just as the monster was about to pass by, he casually stretched out his right foot.
boom!!
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Tripped by Roy, the massive and imposing Minotaur, like a horse suddenly stopped by a rope, completely lost control of its body, lost its balance, and fell heavily forward in an extremely disheveled manner.
Bang! Crash!
The Minotaur slammed its entire body into the hard ground, its sharp horns shattering the rocks and raising a cloud of dust mixed with rubble.
The Minotaur turned around abruptly, its eyes, filled with brutality and a bloodlust, fixed on Roy.
Immediately afterwards, the axe blade slashed down fiercely.
Roy neither dodged nor evaded; a blinding golden lightning surged forth, enveloping his fist, and his punch, like a cannonball, slammed into the heavy axe blade.
Boom!
With a deafening roar far exceeding the previous ones, the axe blade shattered under this incredibly powerful and fierce punch! Countless fragments of hard stone, mixed with leaping arcs of lightning, shot out in all directions like a rain of deathly flowers!
it's not finished yet.
Roy's fist pierced through the exploding rubble and slammed into the Minotaur's swollen chest!
boom!boom!boom! !
Without the slightest pause, Roy's fists transformed into a dazzling array of golden afterimages.
Each punch carried the terrifying power to shatter mountains and split rocks, like a violent rain of thunder, pouring down on the Minotaur's robust body.
Those black muscles, as hard as iron, were utterly powerless against absolute force, and collapsed and caved in deeply at a speed visible to the naked eye! The cracking sounds of bones breaking rang out like popping beans!
The Minotaur staggered backward.
Under the devastating blow, the exaggerated muscles trembled violently, the bucket-like head tilted back, and foul blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed from its mouth!
More importantly, it no longer focuses on the gods.
Instead, the gaze shifted to Roy, whose ferocious, scarlet eyes reflected Roy's face like a mirror, as if trying to etch the boy's image into the depths of their souls, seeking to gain immense power to defeat him!
An almost insane desire!
The inner turmoil grew stronger, as if something was about to burst forth from the body. Just as the breakthrough was about to happen, an invisible barrier blocked everything.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!!"
The Minotaur suddenly became extremely agitated, raising its massive bull head and unleashing a soul-rending roar filled with pain and madness. The glimmer of light that appeared in its two crimson eyes could not grow and gradually transformed into primal rage.
The extreme anxiety of losing something hard-won is enough to drive it to the brink of collapse.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
The incredibly hard bull's head slammed wildly against the ground beneath it, causing the ground to crack repeatedly, with each dull, chilling sound ringing out.
Everyone watched the scene, their faces turning pale. But looking at the agitated beast venting its rage through self-destruction, they felt a strange sense of pity for it.
Roy keenly caught a glimmer of rationality in the Minotaur's eyes. Knowing of the existence of heretics, he understood what it meant.
But the other side still failed!
The lack of intelligence is a limitation of species.
Roy recalled an experiment conducted by a psychologist in his previous life, in which human newborns and newborn monkeys were raised together and treated equally, with feeding, clothing, and play provided. Initially, the monkey infant learned much faster than the human, but after several months, the monkey infant became very agitated and was unable to speak human language.
At this moment, the Minotaur is like that "monkey," limited by its physical constitution, unable to develop intelligence no matter what, and its mood becomes impatient and anxious.
Those heretics were indeed different from ordinary monsters, Roy thought to himself.
In addition, there was something else he wanted to know.
Roy no longer held back, dashing forward and appearing in front of the Minotaur in a flash, his fist crackling with lightning landing on the bull's head.
boom!
The instant the fists made contact, a devastating burst of lightning erupted, and absolute power crushed everything in its path. The bull's head, hard enough to shatter rocks, exploded instantly, along with part of its cervical vertebrae, turning into charred fragments, accompanied by a short but violent bang.
His massive, robust body then vanished into thin air, a single punch instantly killing the "God Assassin" who was close to LV.4!
Roy used his "Earth Power" to observe all the changes on the floor from a God's-eye view.
The original Niu Niu, carrying only fragmented memories, seeks out Bell for a new duel. The existence of the heretic might suggest that the dungeon possesses a function similar to the "underworld," aiding in the reincarnation of monsters.
This intelligence is extremely important.
If there really is a "Netherworld" in the dungeon, his Netherworld Soul Chaser can be used to its fullest potential, granting him immortality and unlimited spiritual power!
The entire dungeon should not have been considered the "underworld," otherwise his skill would have been activated immediately.
It should be a certain floor or special area.
After a monster dies, its soul is transferred to that place, all memories are wiped away, and it is reborn as a new monster. Monsters with certain special experiences have strong memories etched into their souls, and in their next life they will be heretics.
The above is Roy's guess. The key is that the special area might trigger his "Netherworld Soul Chaser". He needs to know which floor it is.
Under enhanced power observation.
Roy saw a sight he had never seen before: on another level invisible to the naked eye, slain monsters and countless souls, like a rain of blue light, roamed within the walls, defying the laws of physics.
Countless souls ascended to deeper levels, the tenth level—the twentieth level—the thirtieth level—
Roy's gaze followed closely until the thirty-sixth floor, where those souls were no longer within his sphere of influence.
This was somewhat expected.
It can be confirmed that there is definitely a "Netherworld" within the dungeon, which serves as the reincarnation area for monsters.
"It's a success!"
Upon witnessing Roy's swift annihilation of the mutated Minotaur, the four gods simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, the presence of this "black monster" would have been a thorn in their side, making it impossible for them to feel any pity for it!
A monster is a monster!
Born from a dungeon that hates the gods, it has no reason, no wisdom, and its purpose in existence is to kill and exterminate life on the surface!
"Let's go back!"
The group began to move upstairs.
The appearance of the mutated Minotaur made it impossible for anyone to linger, and the gods needed to return to the surface as soon as possible.
With Roy leading the way, no monsters jumped out to stop them, and they had a smooth journey.
Roy said, "Bell, you need to be extra careful when you encounter the goddess Freya in the future."
"That's right, that's right. A child as innocent and adorable as you will be devoured in an instant!" Hestia was extremely worried; this was her only family member.
"Yes, Mr. Roy, Your Majesty, I will be careful!" Bell replied obediently.
After Hestia and Hermes explained, the Bell quartet also learned that the specialized Minotaur was created by Ota.
The reason for the subsequent alienation is unknown.
It could be Freya using divine power, but can the gods on the surface affect the dungeon?
In this demonic abyss of the dungeon, neither the gods nor the most experienced adventurers dare to claim complete control.
Bell knew about Freya's threat in advance.
All Roy could do about Little Bell being targeted by Freya was offer a word of advice.
The Astrea Familia is truly invincible.
But Freya's Familia is not to be trifled with, and Bell's value is not enough for Roy to go to great lengths to protect her, since she's not one of his own.
The butterfly effect he caused is considerable.
Heroic aspirations are different from unwavering aspirations. The former has a higher ceiling, but it doesn't involve things like romance, meaning it's not immune to charm!
Freya could probably control Bell at a glance.
The beauty of that goddess could instantly make the world's wisest sages, most powerful kings, and bravest heroes fall at her feet!
As a member of Hestia's family, one of the "Three Virgin Goddesses," Bell carries Hestia's divine blood on her back, which to some extent makes her immune to charm. However, if Freya were to take it seriously, she definitely wouldn't be able to resist, and Hestia would need to summon the temple to counteract it.
Hestia and Bell, the weak master and servant pair, followed the group back to the surface, filled with fear of Freya and uncertainty and worry about the future.
"Shorty, don't look so gloomy."
"Freya, you little thing, I have a good idea. I'll transfer this rabbit to my side, and I guarantee this won't happen again!" Loki joked.
"Loki!"
Hestia, thinking the other party had some good idea, angrily jumped up and bit Loki's wrist hard, leaving a tooth mark.
Loki winced in pain, while using his other hand to forcefully pull Hestia's chubby cheeks.
The crowd quickly separated the two. Loki was obviously joking; there was a mandatory agreement among the gods that a member of a household must stay for at least a year before converting.
Little Bell is far from a year old.
"Huff! Huff!"
Hestia hissed like a grumpy cat, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.
At this point, only Roy could persuade her. His eyes darted around, and he whispered in Hestia's ear, "Hestia, don't rush. We can use this to turn the tables on Freya—"
As Roy devised his plan, Hestia's eyes grew brighter and brighter. It had to be this child.
"Roy, thanks to you, sob sob sob!" Hestia's tears flowed like the Milky Way, rubbing against Roy and soaking his clothes.
Seeing Hestia's joy turn to worry, everyone marveled. What method could possibly deal with Freya?
Loki pursed his lips. This kid is cunning; that infatuated girl is probably going to get hurt again.
"I can see again!"
Hestia, Hermes, Loki, and Baldr tried to sneak away, but Royman, who had received instructions from Uranus, arrived at lightning speed, his eyes bloodshot, and ordered the members of the Ganesha Familia to check them one by one.
As expected, Hestia and her three companions were identified. Uranus had already provided the list, so even if Roy led them to safety, it would be pointless.
Being blocked at your own doorstep is even more embarrassing.
A deity has entered the underground city without permission—severe punishment is warranted!
In this matter, the guild has the moral high ground. The gods will cause an anomaly in the dungeon, summoning "God Assassins" to endanger adventurers on that floor, and even people on the surface, putting everyone in danger.
It seized control of the entire city's will, and even the Loki Familia dared not resist, obediently accepting their punishment.
The school district and the Loki Familia have confiscated one-third of their assets! The Hermes Familia has confiscated half of their assets!
All assets of the Hestia family have been confiscated!
It's limited to cash; fixed assets can't be calculated, and the guild doesn't dare touch those Tier 1 weapons.
It seems that Hestia received the heaviest punishment, but the Hestia Familia was so poor that even if all their assets were handed over, they would still be less wealthy than the other three major Families.
"Waaaaaah!" Now it was Baldr's, Loki's, and Hermes's turn to cry.
Going to watch a play resulted in a fine of over a billion!
"I want to report this!"
"Freya secretly used divine power!"
Hestia raised her little hand high and shouted.
Reporting Freya was Roy's idea for Hestia; by bringing the matter to the forefront, it would make Freya more wary.
Although it's only a temporary solution, we should delay it as long as possible to buy time for little Bell to develop.
Freya, who is at the top of the Tower of Babel, is unaware that she has been reported, and even if she were, she wouldn't care, as she has countless admirers (male gods) under her command.
At most, she'll be fined a billion or so Fali. Her sycophants would never agree to send her back to the heavens!
Freya's attention was on something else.
"Get out of my way!"
That happened when divine power clashed. Freya's eyes shone brightly, her gaze seemingly traversing a distance as vast as the Milky Way. Her divine power transformed into an incomparably sharp spear, piercing through the black mist that blocked her path.
However, in just a moment, more black mist surged up, obscuring her vision.
What a troublesome guy!
Freya gritted her teeth. Who on earth was it that went to such lengths to stop her?
Since that's the case, she insists on watching!
Driven by her unfulfilled desires, Freya's stubbornness was brought to the fore. No longer as domineering as before, she slowly and carefully used the gentle methods that women are best at to dispel the fog.
The black mist seemed to have a personality, becoming stronger when faced with strength and retreating when faced with gentleness. Under Freya's ingenious arrangement, it was pushed aside layer by layer.
Finally, Freya arrived at the place she wanted to go.
In the deepest part of the black mist, like the distant core of the earth, a blurry figure appeared.
"Hmph!" Freya smiled smugly. She had won. No one could stop her from doing what she wanted.
Not Hestia! Not Loki!
The indistinct, tall silhouette ruled out Hestia, that little dwarf, and Loki, that stick-thin guy. A hint of doubt quietly surfaced in Freya's eyes like ripples. Could it be Baldr? Or Hermes? No, both of them are gods who abide by order and are neutral; they wouldn't rashly use their divine power.
Suddenly, the image of a boy appeared in Freya's mind, perfectly overlapping with the outline deep within the black mist, and her pupils contracted sharply.
It flashed through her mind like lightning.
"impossible!"
Freya froze, feeling a chill run down her spine. Her perfect body staggered back several steps uncontrollably, and with an unbelievable sharpness, a near-hysterical denial burst from her lips.
How is that possible!
That was an equal being capable of wielding divine power, shielding her from her gaze—something no one in the lower realm could do!
But the stark reality is right in front of us.
It was actually————
That child from the Astrea family!
A tremendous upheaval, enough to overturn all of Freya's understanding, exploded in her heart.
"Ouch! Ouch! That hurts!"
Freya staggered backward, collapsing into a chair as if paralyzed, her breathing rapid. She covered her stinging eyes with one hand, as if this was the price of spying on the other person.
The four Flame Gold Warriors, who were acting as guards, looked at each other with worry. This was the first time they had ever seen their goddess so out of control. What had happened?
"Go and investigate. I need all the information about Roy, the child from the Astrea family, from birth to the present!"
"Freya said in a low growl."
Roy the Madman?
Beneath their tan helmets, the four Flame Gold Warriors looked surprised, unable to understand why their goddess would mention Roy, but they wouldn't ask why.
"yes!"
"Wait, let Alan and Helen go!"
Freya changed her mind at the last minute. She knew her family's way of doing things and that it might hurt Roy's family. But Allen was different. Because of his relationship with Anya, Allen would not hurt others.
"Damn it!" Freya bit her lip tightly. Why did she have to think so much? All she wanted to know now was who that boy was!
Helen is the key!
Shel Frova was once the identity of Helen. Because of "divine transformation magic," she could control others and obtain all the information she wanted.
It's like she has an independent alter ego outside.
Even now, Freya still can't believe that the person who stopped her was Roy.
Is the other party human or a god?
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