Type-Moon, joins the Lion King at the beginning

Chapter 234: Flowers for the Underworld
A sudden scene interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Liar——

I--"

Ereshkigal, who had barely reacted, was completely unable to resist the power of the sword, and it seemed as if its power had never taken effect at all.

Ereshkigal, the invincible goddess of the underworld, was cut into two by an inexplicable blow!
"You guy!"

When Ishtar saw half of her body being attacked, her mind went blank and she kicked the old man behind Ereshkigal without thinking.

Gilgamesh stood still without moving, but his eyes suddenly became serious, and he asked, "Old man, who are you?"

Even the Hero King Gilgamesh, when he saw the old man behind Ereshkigal, was like looking at flowers in the fog, and could not see any information at all.

"Ms. Ereshkigal?"

Mashu, with a nervous look on her face, strode forward, trying to separate the old man from Ereshkigal and Liye. Now they were too close!

And the flying Ishtar easily penetrated through the old man's body, as if the figure was just an illusion, existing only in everyone's sight and never really existed.

Unlike the reactions of others, Li Ye, whose vision was blinded by the blood of God, looked calm, and his gem-like vertical pupils still saw the death.

It was something more grandiose than any death Li Ye had ever seen.

Ereshkigal, the cornerstone of the underworld, is equivalent to the existence of the underworld. She is the goddess who possesses all the power of the underworld. Using the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception to look at Ereshkigal is equivalent to looking at the entire underworld!

Not only Ereshkigal, who was equivalent to the underworld, but also the figure of the ancient behind the girl was seen by Li Ye.

It is like the existence of [death], acting in accordance with destiny, and is the second highest existence.

An incomparably shining death star in human history.

The moment he observed these two things, Li Ye's brain boiled and blood flowed from all his seven orifices.

But Li Ye relied on his strong physical fitness and self-healing ability to forcibly ignore the extreme load brought by this observation [Death], and even regarded it as a consumption within the normal range.

Snapped.

Gently catching the [severed] Ereshkigal, Liye swallowed the blood that was about to gush out, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since we last met. It seems that I am still not mature enough!"

The old man who appeared behind Ereshkigal and slashed Ereshkigal's divine body in two and tore apart Ereshkigal's divinity was the Grand Assassin, the Old Man of the Mountain!

The respected teacher who taught Li Ye the art of assassination in the sixth singularity. If it weren't for the teachings of Shan Zhiweng, Li Ye's mastery of instant death would still be at a superficial level.

In this seventh singularity, Li Ye also met the Old Man of the Mountain on the day he first went to the underworld, and they met again now.

The moment Li Ye used the Mystic Death Perception Eyes to observe Ereshkigal, he understood the purpose of the old man's appearance.

Following the guidance of [Fate], he severed the goddess covenant that bound Ereshkigal's divinity. If Li Ye was asked to sever this covenant, it would be impossible for him to do so.

Although Liye had successfully severed the goddess covenant on the divinity of Quetzalcoatl, Liye was unable to successfully find the location of the covenant when facing Ereshkigal.

The goddess who is spread across the line of death and is equivalent to death in this underworld, with Li Ye’s current attainments, he is unable to touch the deep divinity and the covenant of the goddess.

Only the Grand Assassin, the old man of the mountain, the origin of the Assassin class, and an assassin who has reached the divine realm can do this.

The sword swung at the goddess of the underworld seemed to have left an indelible mark in Li Ye's eyes.

That was undoubtedly a skill that had reached the pinnacle and the divine realm. Even gods could not escape from this sword.

This made Li Ye feel envious.

When will my skills be able to reach one tenth of the level of the old man in the mountains?
"Immature, too immature. If you want to show off, you should do so later."

The deep voice of the old man in the mountain sounded slowly, and his majestic eyes swept over the crowd, lingering for a moment on Ishtar, who was in full divinity, and said, "Calm down and look carefully. What I cut off was not his life, but his alliance contract."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ereshkigal, who was lying in Li Ye's arms, suddenly opened his eyes, touched himself in panic, and spoke quickly: "Wow! I was scared to death! I was not cut in half just now, was I?! Two halves in the mythical sense?!!"

Only Ereshkigal, who faced the sword head-on, was able to realize what had happened. She was literally cut in half. Not only the body of this pseudo-Servant, but even the divinity representing Ereshkigal was torn apart by the sword!

This made Ereshkigal completely unable to calm down. Fortunately, Li Ye quickly held down Ereshkigal's panicked hands and said, "Calm down, Ereshkigal."

"Eh?"

As if he had just realized where he was, Ereshkigal's cheeks flushed immediately. He quickly broke free from Li Ye's hand, covered his burning cheeks, and uttered an ambiguous groan: "What's going on?"

But at this time, Liye had already shifted his attention away from Ereshkigal and continued to stare at the old man in front of him. As Liye looked up, he happened to meet the old man's deep gaze. Gilgamesh's solemn questioning voice also sounded: "So, old man, who are you? The only living people in the underworld are Liye and Fujimaru Ritsuka, but you are not dead either. The skills you just displayed are definitely not something that ordinary people can reach. It's neither me, nor Chaldea, nor the Magic King. Who summoned you?"

While Gilgamesh was questioning the Mountain Elder, Mash heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Ereshkigal was fine, and said with a smile, "Senior, Miss Ereshkigal is fine!"

But at this time, Fujimaru Ritsuka was staring at the old man in front of Li Ye. This was definitely not the first time she had seen this old man.

In Uruk—

"Who knows - it's only because the situation is tangled that I came from the abyss to push the needle. It's okay. I only cut off the alliance for the sake of the same [realm\country]."

The old man in the mountain chuckled, but soon looked at Ereshkigal in Liye's arms, his eyes became deeper and more majestic: "Ereshkigal, you concealed the truth and made up lies. If you still have a trace of shame, tell me the reason why you built the Kingdom of the Dead -

This is because the goddess, to whom souls are entrusted, always deeply loves humans."

"What nonsense! I love only my own things, only souls imprisoned in prison."

Ereshkigal broke free from Liye’s embrace and stood on the land of the underworld again, saying stubbornly: “Look at this country, a sky without light, a ground without brightness, and soil without flowers.

There is indeed no entertainment, nothing at all. Even the souls I don’t understand what they are saying, but there is no lack of silence and tranquility, only the rest of death, which is absolutely not inferior to other worlds! ”

"Life on earth, the people on earth, and so on are of no importance at all. I only love what has fallen into this country.

So, how could I possibly love the humans on earth?"

"Ereshkigal, this is just a sophistry."

Listening quietly to Ereshkigal's words, Li Ye simply made a concluding remark.

"What...what are you doing, this isn't an excuse!

Hearing this, Ereshkigal stammered and retorted: "I am only interested in dead humans."

But with Ereshkigal's stubbornness, even the old man in the mountain could not stand it anymore: "Yes, this is a sophistry, Ereshkigal, the bloody flower dedicated to the earth, you are not in love with dead humans, but with humans who have the fate of dying sooner or later.

The goddess who does not degrade death into something disgusting and terrifying, but instead reveres it and seeks to protect the remaining souls after death.

You joined the alliance in order to bring as many souls as possible to the Land of the Dead for protection, even if you don't get any understanding and are isolated among the tens of thousands of souls in this country.

Protecting this silence is your dignity as a goddess."

The last fig leaf was completely removed, and Ereshkigal completely lost the ability to refute, and the blush on his cheeks took a long time to fade.

"That's what happened. Defendant Ereshkigal, do you have anything to refute?"

Liye cleared his throat and raised his hand, waiting for Ereshkigal's answer.

"No...no more!"

Ereshkigal looked away unnaturally, not looking at Liye, and stammered, "I lost anyway, so why don't you take my head?"

"You didn't cause any casualties, did you?"

Li Ye smiled and said, "Although it scared me that they dragged hundreds of people from Kusa to the underworld that day."

"But there are no casualties. Ereshkigal, who failed in his attempt, please join us to fight against the Gorgon."

Li Ye would not let go of Ereshkigal, a goddess-level fighter. Taking off Ereshkigal's head was simply a joke.

"I've clearly put in my best efforts—"

Having accomplished nothing but dragging Gilgamesh, a troublesome person, to the underworld, Ereshkigal shrugged her shoulders, but soon cheered up: "That can't be helped. After all, I am a goddess and I have to take responsibility!"

Seeing that Ereshkigal agreed, Li Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he was about to say something to the Old Man of the Mountain, he found that the Old Man of the Mountain had disappeared without a trace, and no one could even find him.

Afterwards, Ereshkigal, who was unable to leave the underworld, could only wait for the opportunity when she was needed and watched Liye and his group leave the underworld.

Ereshkigal was left alone to guard the underworld, but this time, Ereshkigal did not feel lonely.

Not only did I gain a friend I could call my friend, but more importantly—

“So beautiful—”

Flowers of the underworld dedicated to the earth: Ereshkigal, holding a bunch of colorful flowers, admired them alone in this silent underworld.

(End of this chapter)