In this chaotic world, it all started when they found an elf girl.

Chapter 583 The Method to Return to the Lower Realm

"Roy!"

When Loki saw Roy's face clearly, her eyes widened in astonishment. She leaped up and excitedly pounced on him, hugging him tightly with both hands.

"Hiss!" Roy gasped, feeling as if Loki was about to break his waist. His armor was no match for the terrifying power of the god.

Seeing Loki's reaction, Roy secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Freya had at least done something decent by not letting the news of his arrival in the Celestial Realm spread.

"It really is you!"

After a long while, Loki finally separated from Roy, his blood-red pupils staring intently at Roy, reflecting the young man's handsome face, as if afraid that all of this was just his imagination.

She actually saw Roy in the heavens!

Loki looked completely bewildered, but the next moment, her expression turned extremely anxious.

"What happened next? Was Oceanus resolved? How are my Finn, Aistan, and Mama-san doing?!" Loki grabbed Roy by the neck and shook him violently, firing off a barrage of questions.

Roy was nearly choked unconscious by Loki, but Loki's keen interest in the lower realms gave him more confidence that the other party would definitely help him.

God-killer!

Roy activated his skill to resist divine power, grabbed Loki's wrists with both hands, and finally managed to push the agitated Loki away, saying what Loki cared about most: "The Loki Familia are all alright. Although your return to Heaven caused a lot of trouble, and Grace and Bert died in the dungeon, I later resurrected them—"

"Roy, thank you!"

Hearing that his children were safe and sound, Loki's heart was at ease. He looked at Roy with deep gratitude. Finn, Riveria and others—Roy had done a great deal of work to help them survive the sealed grace, especially the deaths of Grace and Bert.

Roy nodded. It was worth it for him to bring this up. Loki's favorability increased by 60!

"What happens next?" Loki asked curiously.

Roy continued recounting what happened next: "I summoned the World Tree to suppress Oceanus, but then Rhea came to the surface and fought with us—"

As Loki listened to Roy's account, an indescribable shock appeared on her pretty face. In the end, she could only say quietly, "You've really worked hard."

Three fallen gods and immortals with divine power!

Oceanus, who wields the power of water; Rhea, who wields the power of earth; and Cronus, who wields the power of time—no matter which era these heroes belonged to, the mortal realm was destined for destruction.

But then they encountered Roy, a monstrous talent who was secretly amassing wealth, cultivating the World Tree, using it to suppress Oceanus, instigate the opposition, destroy 79 floors of the dungeon, summon the mutated Zagnat, and unite with Freya and all the adventurers—

Our side only has one god-level combat power. Freya, who only has authority, can be considered half a god-level at most. The adventurers can only play a restraining role at most. The mutated Zagnat, which specializes in attacking gods, used the few cards he had, but Roy made a perfect operation and forcibly killed the enemy's Rhea and forced Oceanus and Kronos to retreat.

Loki asked himself honestly, even if he were to play himself, he couldn't achieve the same impressive record as Roy.

"What about my children?" Loki then asked.

Roy replied, "For now, it will be registered under the names of neutral deities such as Demeter and Nyod."

Upon hearing this, Loki was so moved he almost cried. Finn, Riveria, and the others did not immediately join the ranks of other gods just because she returned them to Heaven.

Roy kept a straight face, not daring to admit that he had taken advantage of Riveria.

But gods with divine power are terrifying. Loki's eyes were like fiery pupils, able to see every single hair on Roy's face clearly, and he also caught a hint of guilt: "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Is there?"

Roy feigned confusion and asked a question, then quickly changed the subject: "Loki, let's get down to business. Cronus and Oceanus will definitely attack Orario again. I have to return to the Nether. You have to help me!"

Loki knew Roy must have something else he hadn't said, but the topic made her take it seriously.

Thinking of this, Loki looked at Roy strangely, scanning him from head to toe, not missing a single spot, not even his crotch.

What are you doing?

Roy was terrified by Loki's gaze.

"I don't see anything particularly attractive about you. That crazy woman Freya is just too obsessed with you." Loki's expression was complicated. This is too insane. To actually bring a human to the heavens is something I've never seen in hundreds of millions of years.

When a deity encounters a mortal child they particularly like, they usually wait until the child dies, then reincarnate the soul into a celestial spirit and arrange for the child to be placed by their side.

This is the first time that humans have been brought directly to the heavens!

"You think I want to?" Roy scoffed. There are so many good girls in the world, he really didn't want to get close to this crazy woman. This soul radiance wasn't something he could control. He couldn't just let her degenerate and become a useless person, could he? Kill eight hundred enemies, but lose ten thousand of your own?

"Okay, you really are pathetic!"

Loki understood Roy's feelings perfectly. As his neighbor, she knew best how much trouble Freya had caused him, both openly and secretly.

"But her feelings for you are the most passionate I've ever seen," Loki said meaningfully.

Roy frowned. "Let's not talk about that. I want to go back to the lower realm. Do you have any ideas on how to do that?"

Seeing that Roy didn't want to talk about the topic, Loki shrugged, then a strange smile appeared on her lips: "Actually, you came at just the right time—"

"Gulp!" Roy swallowed hard.

Loki grinned maliciously, "I'm going back to the Netherworld too!"

"really!"

Roy knew Loki wouldn't be so honest.

"I'm not like those guys. Aistan and Mama are waiting for me. Who wants to stay in this godforsaken place? I'm going back to my beloved children!" Loki stomped his feet in anger at the thought of being sent back.

Roy and Loki clasped each other's hands tightly, their eyes burning with passion, sharing the same ideals!

"What specific methods are there?" Roy asked, as he knew nothing about this, otherwise he wouldn't have traveled all this way to ask Loki for help.

"Actually, attending this banquet is also preparation for this matter," Loki said mysteriously with a smile.

"oh?"

Roy thought to himself, "I've definitely found the right person."

Loki said, "The gods made a pact that each person could only descend to Earth once. This 'pact' was filed with some bored fellow, and if I want to return to Earth, I must find that fellow and get his permission."

Roy pondered to himself that it seemed he would have to go through this process to return to the lower realm.

Loki said, "But that guy is very well hidden; we rarely see him. He only comes out to 'mediate' when the heavens are thrown into chaos and the gods are fighting tooth and nail. So I plan to use this banquet to get those fools fighting each other, and eventually let the flames of war spread throughout the heavens!"

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Roy felt that Loki's words were a bit terrifying; the other party actually wanted to provoke a war among the gods.

Remembering Loki's verbal sparring with the assembled scholars in the hall, Roy seemed to understand something—this was intentional! His tone was strange: "Why are you so skilled?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Loki laughed, "This is nothing. The real fun was during Ragnarok. Now a bunch of idiots have all run down to the mortal realm."

Roy almost forgot that in mythology, the renowned Loki was no pushover either.

Loki: "I saw that guy during the Great Battle of Ragnarok. Even among the gods, he was an extremely special being."

"Then what can I do?"

Roy asked, originally he wanted to find Loki and the two of them could just slip away, but since the prerequisite for returning to the lower realm was to start a war among the gods, they couldn't leave.

"You—" Loki stared at Roy, his narrowed eyes occasionally flashing with ill intent.

Roy got goosebumps as Loki stared at him, and a hint of wariness crept into his eyes.

Just then, a commotion broke out in the ballroom.

Roy and Loki looked over at the same time, using their keen hearing to catch the sounds in the hall. They exchanged a glance and saw a look of horror on their faces.

Loki lowered his voice: "Freya's here!"

Only the goddess of beauty could elicit such thunderous cheers that they would reach this place.

Roy felt a sense of unease. As expected of a god, it had taken him nearly ten days to get here. Freya's speed was too fast. He had just had a falling out with Freya and wondered what kind of accident might happen.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The crisp sound of high heels clicking on the ground could be heard.

Roy quickly put on his helmet, and the next second, he and Loki saw Freya appear outside the door.

Freya did not choose her usual glamorous and flamboyant gowns, but instead changed into an elegant light-colored cheongsam embroidered with lotus flowers. The fabric was top-quality silk, smooth and supple, with a warm, pearly luster, adding to her tranquility and elegance.

The cheongsam perfectly embodies Freya's subtle allure, flowing gracefully down her figure according to the golden ratio, outlining her soft curves.

The stand-up collar clung tightly to her long, swan-like neck, and the cinched waist perfectly accentuated her slender figure. The slits on both sides were subtly and cleverly designed, revealing her fair, graceful, and flawless calves as she walked, like a fleeting glimpse of a startled bird, sparking endless imagination, yet vanishing in an instant, returning her to her dignified state.

"Loki, what are you doing hiding in the toilet—"

Freya's voice stopped abruptly. Her bright, star-like purple eyes stared at Roy, who was wearing armor and a helmet, and she remained silent for a long time.

He'd been recognized! Roy's heart sank. Did this crazy woman have some kind of connection with him?

"Who is he?"

Freya must have been surrounded by countless gods. When the gods saw Freya staring at Roy, they all showed curiosity and inquired about her.

Vivian was pulled out and said cautiously, "My lords, he is Lady Freya's servant. I brought him in."

"So that's Lady Freya's attendant."

The gods suddenly realized that it was someone they knew; no wonder Freya had reacted that way.

Roy felt very heavy-hearted. At this moment, if Freya denied it, he would inevitably arouse suspicion from others, or even have his identity exposed.

As time passed, the gods gradually noticed something was amiss. Freya's complex yet resentful gaze seemed anything but normal.

Now that things had come to this, Roy had no choice but to take the initiative: "Lady Freya, are you alright?"

Freya snapped out of her daze, inwardly annoyed. How dare you ask such a question! Her gaze swept over Roy and Loki, then fell upon the gods, as if she understood something. She wanted to answer "No," but ultimately changed her words: "How did you get here?"

"This—" Roy was speechless.

Freya immediately saw through Roy's embarrassment and didn't press him further: "Come with me!"

After saying that, she walked out first.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief; Freya hadn't exposed him, and he followed behind her.

The group returned to the magnificent ballroom.

Freya rejected countless dance invitations from male gods and took Roy to a relatively secluded place, but they still attracted a lot of attention.

Roy stood behind Freya, his hands behind his back, taking Ota's place.

It mainly comes down to Freya's attitude.

Roy couldn't quite figure out what the other person was thinking.

"Give me a leg massage!" Freya suddenly said, slowly raising her snow-white right leg and presenting it to Roy.

The hem of her cheongsam fell as she lifted her leg, revealing her alluring thighs. Her fair skin was faintly visible through the slit, and the subtle yet sensual sexiness was more captivating than any blatant exposure.

It perfectly showcases that innate allure, elegance, and charm. This perfect body captivates all beings and makes everything else pale in comparison.

"yes!"

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head, Roy comforted himself, now he was Freya's servant.

You reap what you sow; I should have said Loki instead.

Roy knelt down on one knee, using his knee as a fulcrum to support Freya's calf, reached out and took off her silver high heels, revealing her small, snow-white ankle, and gently pounded her thigh.

Freya received a lot of attention, and any movement the two made immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Why should we reward him?

The gods, seeing Roy and Freya's intimate contact, were so envious their eyes turned red, and they roared inwardly, wishing they could kill the other on the spot and take her place.

Freya looked down at Roy, who was massaging her legs, and seemed to sense his resentment, but he could only obediently obey orders. She felt a surge of pleasant satisfaction. Serves you right for bullying me!

I've never felt so wonderful before!

Freya seemed to have drunk sweet honey, and the corners of her delicate lips involuntarily turned up.

But Freya's enjoyment didn't last long.

Loki strolled over and greeted Freya, "Hey, Freya, you seem to be enjoying yourself."

Freya said irritably, "Loki, don't bother me!"

"That won't do!"

Loki laughed, and suddenly, with a speed that caught everyone off guard, she grabbed Roy's helmet and pulled it up, revealing his true face.

All the gods present—Apollo, Ishtar, Amaterasu, Susanoo, and even the gods of the island nation—had their eyes fixed on Roy.

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