It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 222: Stealing Destiny! Worth the Price!

The land of the underworld is extremely vast.

It is simply a vast and boundless dark continent.

Shrouded in a perpetual gloom, there was no sunlight, moonlight or starlight, only faint ghostly fires dotting the black sky.

It is dark, cold, and filled with a gloomy atmosphere, and ghosts often wander here.

Ereshkigal bit his lip and sat in the underground fever temple in a daze, as if he couldn't understand what was going on.

“Aaaaaaaaah! What the hell is going on?!”

After a long while, she suddenly reached out and scratched her hair in annoyance, making her soft and smooth golden hair extremely messy.

But this cannot be blamed on her. The mistress of the underworld did have reason to be mad. After all, facing this sudden situation, she was completely unprepared mentally and she also had a bad premonition.

When I logged in today, I found that I was not on Ishtar’s account, but appeared in the fever temple Meslamthea…

She already realized something was wrong.

——What happened? Why did it happen?

——Where am I? What has Ishtar done?
A series of question marks popped up in his mind, and Ereshkigal inevitably felt a strong sense of crisis, subconsciously suspecting that Ishtar was going to use her power to harm him.

This is not a paranoia, but the most direct proof of the sisters' love-hate relationship and their daily bickering with each other.

Especially during this period of time, she had been secretly competing with Ishtar. She won a small victory in the early stage and took the lead by one score, but then fell into a stalemate.

Ereshkigal knew that his foolish sister would definitely try to equalize the score and regain her advantage, so he took this very seriously and wanted to find an opportunity to counterattack.

Unfortunately, Ishtar was also on guard against this move.

in this period.

Every night, the goddess Venus would immediately drive the flying boat Ma Anna to the fantasy tree.

Because it is located at the northernmost end of the Fairy Kingdom, the place where the Fantasy Tree is located is sparsely populated and no unauthorized people are allowed to approach it. After the Mirror Clan was also migrated out, it is possible to not find a single person within a thousand miles.

Normally, only Melyusina would use her super-high-speed mobility to patrol there once or several times a day.

After all, the Fantasy Tree is still the key to the operation of the Lostbelt. If something really goes wrong, it will be a big... a little trouble, so naturally it needs to be looked after.

Plus, the remains of the Albion dragon were also there, which was considered the home of the dragon fairy, so since it was on the way, it was reasonable to go back to my mother's house every day to visit.

Ishtar recently volunteered to take on this task which is neither very important nor very troublesome.

This is certainly not because the goddess has a strong sense of responsibility and dedication, and thinks that she should do as much as possible with such a large salary...

Just because she wanted to keep it secret.

It was just to prevent Ereshkigal from discovering her plan in advance and stopping it when she was on the top account at night.

After all, in this way, when the elder sister comes online at night, she will find that her younger sister has run to the northernmost country of the end, where there are few creatures that can talk or even breathe, let alone those that can talk.

Even though it is the same thing, possessed by the body of this human girl.

However, under different spiritual bases, treasures and skills are not interchangeable, so she cannot take out the Tianzhou.

Compared to her younger sister, the elder sister, who has no high-speed means of movement, has a hard time getting in touch with outside information during her time online...

so--

Ereshkigal felt something was wrong at the time, but there was nothing he could do.

Today, when she came online again, she found that she couldn't even replace Ishtar's account, but appeared directly in the depths of an unfamiliar dark continent.

Although the Fever Temple was inexplicably located here, it did not make her feel at ease.

Because apart from this which is familiar, all the others are unfamiliar.

"No, no, I need to calm down, yes, I need to calm down..."

With several strands of hair sticking up in a mess, Miss Ereshkigal began to take deep breaths, forcing herself to think calmly.

She bit her lip and looked outside the fever temple.

The deep gaze seemed to penetrate the huge temple and see the boundless dark underworld outside.

This is the underworld!

Although it was very unfamiliar, her divinity told her with certainty that this was the underworld.

however……

But it gave her a very awkward and contradictory feeling.

It was as if this was a newborn ancient underworld, “newborn” in that it seemed to have just been born, and “ancient” in that it seemed to have buried too long a history.

Through the divine resonance of the breath, she even vaguely sensed the existence of death from the Jurassic period or even earlier...

How should I put it... Was this underworld originally prepared for dinosaurs? Isn't that too weird?
She subconsciously thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out the source of this contradiction. She could only put it aside for the time being and use her own divinity to try to resonate more deeply with this underworld.

This was not her underworld.

But it is not someone else’s underworld either. At least for now, it seems to be ownerless.

Therefore, as the ruler of death and the undead, Ereshkigal has been in charge of managing the underworld since his birth. He can borrow the power of this underworld to a certain extent by relying on his own divine nature.

She did not act rashly or do anything impulsive.

I just used this connection to roughly investigate the situation in this space.

Soon, she discovered that this afterlife world seemed to contain not only gloomy and dark horror elements, but was also filled with a variety of different landforms and styles.

The rocks are jagged, the swamps are slippery, the forests are gloomy...

From rivers of lava burning in the flames of hell to ruined cities shrouded in eternal night...

It seemed that what was buried was not only life itself, but also the civilizations that also met death.

She even saw ancient reliefs and colored glaze covering everything, temples, pyramids and shrines standing among the dilapidated ruins, and every corner exuded an ancient atmosphere.

I also saw a world shrouded in a gentle glow, full of tranquility, beauty, and mystery, with emerald green meadows, gorgeous gardens, peaceful lakes, and crystal mountains sparkling with spiritual light.

"..."

"..."

Coming out of that absolute bird's-eye view, Ereshkigal sat in his seat in a daze. At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong heartbeat.

I want, I especially want...

The basics of this underworld are really good...

If I take over myself——

It must be able to provide the best destination for all deaths and the most comfortable residence for all the dead...

Perhaps it is because he has been working diligently in the underworld and devoting himself to his duties as the master of the underworld, and his sense of responsibility has been engraved in his cognition.

So at this moment, Miss Ereshkigal's first reaction was to subconsciously want to take over this ownerless underworld that was not functioning properly and manage it.

I can only say——

As expected of a goddess who had been in charge of the underworld since her birth, she disappeared with the end of the Age of Gods without knowing what the surface and freedom were. "Let's take a look at the situation first..."

Ereshkigal exhaled softly, trying hard to suppress his impulse.

She felt that she still needed to find out as much as possible about the situation, such as the source of this strange underworld, the reason why she was here, and whether there was any connection with Ishtar's conspiracy...

Of course, the most important thing is...

Can I really manage such a vast underworld?

Its scale is much larger than the underground underworld of Uruk, but now I am just a downgraded servant of a god...

As she thought about this, she pursed her lips, became a little worried, and subconsciously raised her head to look at the fever temple.

This warm light that exists underground, the heat-generating temple Meslamthea that has the power of the sun—

It is also the "gun" in her hand.

But relying on this power alone is probably not enough to match this huge underworld...

Boom! !
A strange roar interrupted Ereshkigal's thoughts.

She looked up in astonishment, not knowing what had happened for a moment. She only felt that the entire temple suddenly shook and made bursts of strange roars, as if a silent machine was suddenly injected with infinite power!

Light!
Shining light!

It was no longer the warm light that existed underground, but one that radiated astonishing heat, like a sun rising in the dark underworld!
At this moment, the fever temple of Meslamthea released an extremely strong light that could tear apart the eternal darkness covering the sky and illuminate the entire underworld!

No matter where you are, you can clearly see this shining vision.

“Hey, hey, hey! What’s going on? What’s going on?!”

Only the mistress of the underworld herself was panicking, confused and frantic, her lovely cry...

No one could hear it.

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"Ho ho..."

Debbie stared at the end of the far horizon, at the shining light, and at the same time heard a low and helpless laugh.

He turned around and found that his servant sighed with a low laugh: "It seems that the person behind the scenes does not intend to let us have a fair election. This underworld has already been appointed--"

"..."

"..."

Debbie said nothing, and his expression did not change.

He just turned around and continued to look in the direction of the shining light, watching the dark and boundless underworld become as bright as day at this moment.

Although silent, the Servant seemed to know what he was thinking and spoke:

"There is little hope. Even if you use the Great Command Spell now and order me to use my power directly, it is already too late now..."

"My power cannot manipulate things that do not exist in the world. I can only combine things that already exist in the world..."

"But the other side seems to be the same, and can even accurately influence events from any point on the timeline..."

Because they have the power to see into the future and control the flow of everything, the servants can vaguely understand what is happening at this moment.

Walking to Debit's side, the Servant also looked at the dazzling light in the distance, and continued in a deep voice:

"sun……"

"That's right, that unknown being took out ORT's heart!"

"This is a foregone conclusion. The unknown existence did not change the order of things, but stole fate..."

"Stole the fate of Camazotz and Kukulkan!"

It was a foregone conclusion that ORT’s heart would be ripped out.

But that should be the incredible feat that the immortal Camazotz fought with ORT for countless years and finally succeeded in, forcing ORT, who had lost its heart, to fall into a deep sleep again and stop moving.

The heart of ORT was later made into the new sun of Mictlan by Camazotz, awakening the dinosaurs, forming the Dinos race, and allowing them to migrate into the cities once built by humans.

After that, the Dinos worshipped the sun, and after Debit introduced the concept of gods, it was materialized into the god Kukulkan.

However, now, ORT's heart has been dug out by that unknown existence.

Isn't it just taking advantage of established events to steal the fate of Camazotz and Kukulkan?
"..."

"..."

There was another moment of silence.

Debbie finally spoke, and he said slowly: "I thought the situation in the British Lostbelt might be bad, but I didn't expect it to be this bad..."

He knew something because Kirshtalia had mentioned it.

Fearing that the alien god's arrival in the British Lostbelt would lead to unpredictable events, the secret mission of eradicating the British Fantasy Tree was given to Beryl...

But after Beryl went to the British Lostbelt, he disappeared without a trace. The Hidden Ones have never been able to truly confirm the true situation of the British Lostbelt, and Gao Yanskaya also refused to go...

Until this sudden attack from the British Lostbelt, the cross-timeline strike began.

"It's not just bad, it's the biggest and worst Lostbelt, which gave birth to such an unknown monster that dared to regard ORT as prey..."

The servant also laughed softly.

"There is only one solution left. Camazotz and Kukulkan will definitely not be willing to just accept it. Let's unite with them and fight together."

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The South American Lostbelt.

Ionization in the atmosphere burst forth, and thunder violently ravaged the sky.

The ground cracked and a large amount of lava gushed out. The smaller plates were directly impacted into the sky by the huge energy bursting out from deep underground, and the larger plates were also tossed up and down like a boat in a storm.

The earth was experiencing extremely intense collisions and frictions, as if it was repeating the intense crustal movement caused by the meteorite impact that had almost burned up the entire earth and wiped out the dinosaurs not long ago.

The planet's magnetic field began to distort.

Thick clouds of dust were blown away, huge hailstones fell from the sky, and the sun became scorching and deadly.

A servant who had managed to survive was struggling to climb through the cracks in the ground. The sunlight shone directly on his body, and his exposed skin was instantly carbonized and charred.

However, he didn't care at all. He struggled frantically to climb up to the ground, staring at the end of the distant sky with wide eyes.

"Hehe... I can see His Royal Highness and ORT fighting..."

"Even if I die, it's worth the money!"

(End of this chapter)