I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

Not Hibiki: Chapter 116 The Unlucky Ones Caught in the Crossfire

World No. 235 (the original Godkiller novel).

The House of Plutarch is a hall that bears the marks of time.

The library collects memories from the void, records all things in the world, and is a unique point in time and space hidden at the end of the dark world.

It is like a bridge that transcends time and space, connecting the past and the future, silently telling the story of the passage of time.

This building stands proudly like an ancient Greek temple, with its tall and solemn rectangular columns made of marble, topped with a roof, like a contemplative philosopher standing alone in the world.

Inside the museum, Princess Alice strolls leisurely in her spirit form, her figure appearing and disappearing in the soft light, like a phantom in a dream.

Countless "memory tablets" floated in the air around them.

These floating stone slabs, mostly rectangular or square, with sides measuring forty or fifty centimeters, float quietly, like silent stars, adorning this ocean of memories.

Each stone slab is densely engraved with ancient Latin, the script ancient and mysterious, without a single blank space, as if each character carries a heavy history, a story sealed away in the past.

Surrounded by these stone tablets, Princess Alice's figure appears even more ethereal and otherworldly.

She gently touched a stone tablet, her fingertips seemingly piercing through the barrier of time, touching that distant past.

The words on the stone tablet danced at her fingertips, transforming into dazzling rays of light that illuminated the surrounding space and her eyes.

The light was like a messenger traveling through time, displaying the endless river of history before her eyes.

Time flies, and history flows on like a river, with human actions weaving together to create vivid pictures.

Hunger and gluttony, thieving bandits, mutual deception and plunder, murderers... these images flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern.

In this endless river of time, there are even more emotions and choices.

Prayer, redemption, love, the virtuous, the wicked, the mediocre… these emotions and choices, like countless stars, adorn the sky of history.

Ambition and hope, dreams and setbacks... these forces resonate throughout time, shaping human history and the future.

A life of value versus a life and death that are utterly worthless...

The inscription on the stone tablet seemed to possess a magical power, connecting the world of the living, the world of immortal gods, and the realm between life and immortality.

These historical and current events of the three realms were presented to her one by one.

This place encompasses the past history of the Three Realms, as well as current events, which is what people call "memories of the void."

Finally, the stone slab points to the present, to the world of the living. A massive rainstorm struck Florence, Italy, claiming the lives of over 172 people. The culprit behind all this was…

"Zeus."

Princess Alice murmured, "Zeus of the gods, his soaring emotions transcended the boundaries of time and space, causing a storm on the earth. If this continued, most of Italy would have been flooded by the storm. Fortunately, the storm has come to an abrupt end."

My finger moved gently and touched another stone slab.

She once again perceived the present moment of "the realm between life and immortality".

That is, what is happening in the Netherworld right now.

……

On the vibrant grassland, the emerald green grass spreads out like jade, and the boundless green stretches out like rolling waves.

On the grassland, the sky above is like a huge canopy, sprinkled with stars, as if the spirits of the night are playing. A gentle breeze brings a touch of coolness, allowing one's soul to find a moment of peace.

On this beautiful grassland stands a building constructed of massive stones, which appears solemn.

Below is a circular row of stones, with dozens of boulders, each up to five meters high, arranged in a ring to form a circle.

The area of ​​this circle is roughly equivalent to the size of the infield of a baseball field.

This is the Fairy Council, a place where the Fairy King and other transcendent beings living in the Netherworld hold their meetings.

At this moment, several fairy kings, along with their "class" transcendents, great fairies, demigods, and other figures, were already arguing amongst themselves.

Their voices rose and fell, filled with anxiety and anger.

"The god-slayers on earth have no regard for the consequences, actually connecting the [Divine Realm] with the earth. This is not the collapse of the river of time, but the collapse of the entire world!" The demon queen "Salome" shouted loudly, her voice shaking everyone's hearts like thunder.

Boreas, the tyrant of the North Wind, forced a smile. "We are the first to suffer, not the earth."

The Sandstorm King "Simon" nodded slightly, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes: "Because the Godslayer has recklessly rewritten the plot of mythology, the original connection between the [Divine Realm] and the earth is becoming closer... To put it simply, the [Divine Realm] is moving towards the earth."

“The Starry Realm, located between the Earth and the Divine Realm, will likely be the first to suffer,” a fairy king said again.

The son of the Flower-Eating Demoness muttered, his tone filled with helplessness: "What are we going to do..."

"One-tenth of the land I ruled has been reduced to nothingness!" The "Elf King," ruler of the Sacred Tree Forest, pounded his fist on the pillar beside him, his eyes filled with anger and despair.

"Mine is also one-twentieth!"

“It’s about the same here, just missing one or two domains.” Another voice joined in, each word like a sharp blade cutting into everyone’s nerves.

"The most tragic ones are the hermits in Japan. I heard that Susanoo, who was living in seclusion, has fallen into the crevices of the world because of the annihilation of his domain."

"It's so miserable..."

"Don't talk like that when you're not in the situation. He's still a god. The annihilation of his territory is just him falling outside the world. Anyone else would probably be dead by now!"

This statement was like a bomb thrown into a boiling oil pan, making the argument even more intense.

As the leader of all the fairy kings, Sheitan watched all this with a cold expression, rubbing his temples.

Although I've felt for a long time that the third god-killer of this era, that woman who is good for nothing except bringing calamity to the world—Lady Elsa—the corridor she created would one day turn into a terrible disaster.

Little did they expect that this disaster was aimed at them!

The Divine Realm is a mythical world far removed from the earth and with virtually no connection to it.

The relationship with a diverse world is that there is no relationship.

but.

As Athena, who refused to obey, tampered with a corridor, and with the influence of the power of Dionysus, this corridor evolved into the "Gate of Light," which connected to the "Divine Realm of Troy."

It's like a rope connecting two distant celestial bodies.

Moreover, as Tony, Mingxian, and Luo Hao recklessly rewrote the mythological plot in [God Realm: Troy], the rope shortened, pulling [God Realm: Troy] toward the world of 235 (the original Godkiller).

This reduction in "distance" will not affect the two worlds.

It wasn't even as devastating as the god-killers' actions in the world.

but.

Just as when two celestial bodies approach each other, their gravitational pulls interact, eventually causing the satellites between them to be torn apart.

The Netherworld of World 235 unfortunately became that torn-up "satellite".

As a rift between life and immortality that is neither the earth nor mythology, freedom can be gained here, but at the cost of not being protected by corrective forces.

In short, the Divine Realm is protected by the gods, the earth by corrective forces, but the inhabitants of the Netherworld have nothing...

At that moment, the sound of "what's the use of throwing money away" rang out in the arena.

"Now that things have come to this, why not just destroy that 'Gate of Light'?!"

"Absolutely not!"

Sheitan quickly shouted to stop their idea, "First of all, we don't have a way to destroy that door. Secondly, if we destroy the 'Gate of Light,' the three Godslayers will remain in Asgard. Of course, that's a minor issue."

"The biggest problem is that Lady Elsa who stayed in the fifth century!"

"If Lady Elsa had faced a life-or-death crisis in the past, her powers would very likely have gone berserk!"

"At that time, those corridors that connect different times and spaces will launch an attack on the entire river of time of the world!"

Have you all forgotten?

"Time and again, the power of correction trembled with fear over Lady Elsa's death, causing all the corridors to go berserk and the river of time to collapse. We had no choice but to support Lady Elsa!"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

The Netherworld is a vast world composed of discontinuous alternate spaces or barriers without any connection points, possessing countless independent spaces connected like a spider's nest.

Each space can change according to the whims of its ruler; gods can even alter the world.

But no matter how a god uses his power, the scope is limited to the space where he resides.

At the same time, each space is both infinitely large and infinitely small.

The earliest settlers here are unknown, but now a certain order and society have been formed.

Its inhabitants include those who were once disobedient gods but have now departed from the present world, demigods who are not in the realm of gods but possess higher spirituality, and beings who have abandoned their physical bodies to become immortal.

The Netherworld is neither the world of mortals nor the realm of gods; it is the place where the immortals live.

The Fairy King is the ruler, but not all of them are gods.

Beings capable of confronting a Godslayer are rare even in all levels of the Netherworld, and this time they couldn't find a trace of the Godslayer.

Finally, a fairy king raised a question: "Leader, are we just going to watch the Netherworld turn into nothingness?"

Sheitan was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Send someone to negotiate with the Godslayers of Asgard, to bring them back, or to stop rewriting the mythological plot..."

“No need.” John Pluto Smith, the Godslayer, wearing a mask like a freak attending a masquerade ball, slowly walked into the council chamber.

His voice was low and somber. “Gentlemen, I have some unfortunate news to tell you. Just now, I learned something from the mother of us Godslayers.”

"The world of Greek mythology lies opposite the Gate of Light."

"The mythological plot was not rewritten by my own kind, but by Athena, who infiltrated the realm of the gods and defied them."

He paused for a moment, looked around to take in everyone's expressions, and then slowly said, "She killed Zeus, the king of the gods, and overturned Greek mythology."

Having said that, John Pluto Smith bowed gracefully and took his leave.

"Although the time I spent working with you all was short, it has left a deep impression on me..."

The green horizon in the distance gradually turned into blank space, and these blank spaces continued to extend towards the Council, the entire Netherworld was heading towards emptiness.

"I'll probably never forget the Star Realm for the rest of my life."

John Pluto Smith slowly removed his mask, revealing a stunningly beautiful redhead beneath.

There was no longer a face in its pupils, only emptiness.

The Netherworld... has been formatted.