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

Chapter 586 Freya: See you again in ten thousand years!

The battle between Roy and Susanoo was, or rather, Roy was utterly crushed. The so-called limit of human potential was nothing more than that; before a god with divine power, they were as weak as ants.

If it weren't for the two god-level abilities, the World Shield and the Three Emperors' Contract, Roy would have been instantly killed.

Freya watched as Roy's wounds multiplied, quickly turning him into a gruesome, bloodied figure, and a sharp pain shot through her heart.

Why does she feel this way?

What was this feeling? Freya couldn't understand it, couldn't comprehend it. After all, for hundreds of millions of years, she had been like a young girl in love, chasing an unattainable dream, but had never truly fallen in love with anyone.

Freya recalled Roy's soul-searching questions.

Does she like Roy as a person, or does she like the brilliant brilliance of his soul?

There is a fundamental difference between the two. If she belongs to the latter, then if another human whose soul shines even brighter than Roy's appears in the future, she will definitely fall in love with him. Freya is aware of this.

Even she herself was confused about this issue.

At this moment, Freya seemed to understand.

Roy's soul radiance has diminished considerably. When she sees the young man injured, she still feels heartache, torment, anxiety, and turmoil within.

She had been frantically gathering information about Roy; she was one of the people in the world who knew Roy best.

In countless beautiful dreams, Freya always fantasized that she was the only female protagonist in Roy's story.

My first expedition was when I accompanied Roy into the main room of the floor by mistake, to fight against Amphispina!

Falling into the trap of a dark faction, Roy and he experience a thrilling adventure as they descend thirty floors!

Tricked by Dionysus, Roy killed seven gods atop the Tower of Babel for her sake!

Forced by the gods and under the world's watchful eye, the two battled a black dragon, ultimately being devoured by it!

To destroy an entire island nation for the sake of one person!

In Freya's heart, Roy has two faces: one perfectly matches the image of her ideal prince charming, and she misses him all the time.

On the other hand, as Roy himself said, he is a complete scumbag who would not give up a forest for a single tree, which is what Freya hates the most.

Rumble! Rumble!

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Freya stood there quietly, watching the gods of the two factions fiercely battle, but the surrounding bloodshed, confrontation, and roar seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Her gaze followed Roy's figure intently, her mind racing with a myriad of thoughts, her heart unable to find peace.

Freya knew that it had nothing to do with the radiance of the soul; she had fallen hopelessly in love with the young man. She would feel jealous because he was surrounded by countless women, feel heartache because he was injured, and act decisively when his life was hanging by a thread!

The alluring power eroded Susanoo's mind, his body stiffened, and his fist, imbued with destructive power, stopped in front of Roy's forehead, unable to move forward or backward.

"Freya!"

The sudden turn of events shocked the gods, and all eyes turned to Freya.

Finally, the goddess made her choice!

The island gods' expressions changed drastically. Their worst fears had come true: Freya was going to help Roy, and the situation would change dramatically.

Apollo, Rudra, and other gods were overjoyed. If Freya didn't intervene against the numerous island gods, their defeat was inevitable.

"What a troublesome woman!"

Ishtar grumbled, thinking that Freya was a complete failure that the goddess of love and beauty could actually crave something like love.

Loki's lips curled up; his self-inflicted injury had worked!

Roy was also watching Freya, a hint of gratitude appearing on his handsome face. Otherwise, under Susanoo's onslaught, he would have had to escape to the instance world.

Freya's violet eyes, which could eclipse the stars, looked at Roy. Gone was their usual deep and alluring gaze; instead, there was an overwhelming surge of complex emotions.

Her eyes were slightly red, making it even more heartbreaking.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, a layer of moisture condensed into a solid form, and crystal-clear tears slid down Freya's cheeks.

Then, a second, a third—tears rolled down silently, tracing Freya's perfect chin and dripping onto her bodice.

She didn't make a sound of sobbing, but let her tears flow freely, which was more impactful than any cry, and made everyone present feel heartbroken.

Freya clutched her chest tightly with her clenched hands, biting her pale lips as they trembled.

"I—I really—hate you!"

A few seconds later, Freya choked up, the sound squeezed out from deep in her throat, clearly reaching Roy's ears and striking the hearts of every bystander.

At this moment, Freya doesn't seem like the aloof and alluring goddess of beauty, but rather a girl who is hurt in love and at a loss.

That pitiful vulnerability was enough to soften even the hardest heart, causing the gods to forget her identity and ignore her beauty.

The "culprit" who caused all this—Roy—was glared at fiercely by the gods, who gritted their teeth.

Roy's feelings were also a bit complicated. "I've tormented the goddess a thousand times, yet she still treats me like her first love!"

"Gentlemen, follow me and kill them all!"

At that moment, the voice of Amaterasu resounded through the heavens, carrying an undeniable divine power and a chilling aura.

With Freya joining the battle, the battlefield, which had been temporarily halted, was once again filled with endless killing intent at the sound of a command, and both sides were on the verge of exchanging blows.

A solemn and resolute expression appeared on Amaterasu's dignified face. Roy had become a major threat, and if he could not be completely eliminated, the consequences would be dire.

The next moment, an earth-shattering attack erupted!

Susanoo was bewitched, but the fierce light in his eyes did not diminish. He used his strong willpower to maintain his consciousness for the time being. He poured all his divine power into the divine sword in his hand and swung it out fiercely. A deep blue sword aura tore through space and slashed out!

Amaterasu formed hand seals, unleashing a dark divine flame that instantly incinerated everything, carrying countless meteorites as it poured down from the depths of the starry sky like a torrential rain.

As a war god, Vaishravana wielded a giant halberd, drawing upon endless demonic energy to transform into a colossal, dark beast that blotted out the sky, roaring as it pounced on Roy!

This is just the beginning!

The tens of thousands of island gods who had been returned to their homeland answered the call and came together to take action.

That scene was nothing short of apocalyptic!

Countless attacks of various shapes and containing terrifying divine power converged into a destructive torrent.

Blue sword energy crisscrossed and cut across the sky, black divine flames transformed into a raging inferno, golden lightning wove a net, a blue storm tore through the heavens, and a blood-red curse followed like a shadow—a dazzling array of divine arts, martial skills, and powers manifested, locking onto Roy and completely engulfing the area where he was located.

The heavens were disrupted, space was sealed off, and all things in the celestial realm were annihilated in this violent energy.

Faced with a deadly situation where all gods are to be annihilated and there is no way to avoid it, everything will probably turn to ashes!

Loki, Apollo, and other gods were terrified.

"That's enough!"

A clear, sharp shout rang out like a thunderclap!

It was Freya, her entire body radiating an unprecedented, eerie, and dazzling violet divine light.

This divine light carried boundless aggression; it was an ultimate allure that struck directly at the essence of the soul, lacking the domineering nature of elemental attacks.

Despite its immense scale, it subtly influenced every deity and immortal.

It penetrates everywhere, reaching right to the heart and soul!

Immediate results!

Among the tens of thousands of island gods launching the attack, not every one of them possessed the willpower of Susanoo, and hundreds of gods were instantly struck.

"Well?!"

"Lady Freya?!"

Many island gods suddenly paused in their attacks, the sharp killing intent and focus in their eyes quickly fading, replaced by expressions of confusion, intoxication, and even obsession. Deep in their minds, only the beautiful and majestic figure of Freya at the center of the eerie purple light remained.

The divine power they had gathered in their hands began to dissipate, and their impending attack was abruptly halted.

Some of the gods even showed an almost devout longing on their faces, as if they might switch sides at any moment.

Loki and Apollo were under much less pressure and focused all their efforts on intercepting the remaining attacks.

"Freya!"

Seeing this, Amaterasu spat out each word through gritted teeth, her ferocious gaze coldly fixed on Freya, wishing she could skin her alive and tear her tendons apart.

But the most crucial thing is to solve the charm effect.

Freya's allure transcends gender; even Amaterasu could sense that strange power subtly influencing her thoughts.

With her willpower, she could only hold out for two or three minutes at most before becoming Freya's slave.

"Lord Izanaki, Lord Izanami!"

Amaterasu said in a deep voice, as an excellent leader, she would consider countless unexpected situations, including Freya siding with Roy.

Therefore, Amaterasu prepared a backup plan and specially invited two of her own top deities.

At the same time, two ancient and vast divine powers descended with a thunderous roar, causing ripples in the space, and a handsome man and woman emerged from the depths of the void.

Izanagi and Izanami!

They stood side by side, their hands lightly pressed together.

Two divine powers, distinct yet perfectly intertwined, suddenly unfolded like an invisible giant umbrella, instantly forming a vast divine power domain that enveloped the island nation's gods and isolated Freya's alluring purple light.

Those gods who had just been dazed and stopped attacking shuddered under the domain's influence, their eyes regaining their clarity, and their faces flashing with shame and lingering fear.

Freya's alluring charm was temporarily neutralized by the combined domain of Izanagi and Izanami.

"Tsk tsk, these guys from the island nation really like the tortoise tactic," Loki chuckled. Previously, he had created a barrier in the lower realm to isolate the island nation from the world, and this time they were also hiding inside the barrier, avoiding Freya's allure.

Hearing Loki's sarcasm, the island gods felt incredibly proud. "If you're so capable, why don't you create a barrier yourself?"

The battlefield has returned to calm!

The island nation's gods hid inside the barrier, afraid to come out, and Freya's allure couldn't break through it.

Amaterasu asked unwillingly, "Lord Izanagi, is there any way to deal with Freya?"

The island gods also looked at Izanagi and Izanami with deep respect in their eyes, for the two held a supreme position in the island pantheon.

Although they are not on the same level as Uranus or Zeus individually, when they join forces, they are comparable to gods.

Izanagi remained calm: "It's alright, we don't need to lift a finger, it'll be over soon!"

"What do you mean?"

The island gods looked at each other, their expressions puzzled.

Izanami said, "It means exactly what it says: she's using the full power of her beauty to her advantage—she's courting death!"

Freya almost single-handedly forced back tens of thousands of island gods, as well as the two special beings, Izanagi and Izanami.

Then, Freya turned around, her gentle gaze falling on Roy, devoid of her usual allure and aggression, and instead revealing a relieved smile.

Roy felt an indescribable sadness in that gaze, which made his heart stop for a moment.

Freya didn't linger for long, quickly withdrawing her gaze: "All the gods and fairies who adore me, I have only two requests of you!"

The melodious sound resounded throughout the entire heavenly realm.

Freya shouted, "First, annihilate all the island nation's gods; second, protect Roy, even at the cost of everything, ensure he suffers no harm!"

"Why?" Roy's eyes widened in surprise. What did those words mean? Freya had clearly suppressed the island nation's gods!

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

As Freya concluded her declaration—

An ancient, majestic hum, seemingly formed from the resonance of countless world laws, suddenly resounded!

Countless gods and spirits from all over the world, including Roy, Loki, and Apollo—the gods of the island nation—simultaneously turned to look towards the far north of the heavens.

The colorful aurora first appeared in the north, then quickly spread across the sky.

Next, there was a stream of light!

A stream of light, so simple yet so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at, pierced through the aurora borealis.

The gods, who had lived in the celestial realm for over a hundred million years, were very familiar with that stream of light and immediately felt a chill run down their spines, while Roy was surprisingly not unfamiliar with it either.

Roy's pupils contracted: "Gungnir?"

The streak of light ignored distance, space, and the raging torrents of divine power, heading straight for its target—Freya.

Its speed cannot be described as "fast"; it is a causal weapon that hits before it is even activated!

"Freya!"

Despite his severe injuries, Roy reacted instinctively, unleashing his last bit of strength. A hoarse roar escaped his throat, and the translucent light barrier, which flowed with the imagery of mountains, rivers, stars, and the earth, reappeared.

The Shield of the World protected Freya.

The result was one of profound despair.

Boo!

A soft, crisp cracking sound rang out.

The World Shield, with its astonishing defensive power, shattered instantly upon touching Gungnir's light, even more decisively than when it had blocked Susanoo's attack.

Having used a replica before, Roy was certain of his suspicions: this was the real Gungnir!

puff!

Gungnir, having shattered the Shield of the World, did not deviate in the slightest. Under the watchful eyes of countless gods, fairies, and Roy, it pierced Freya's left chest with unparalleled precision, shattering her heart!

It wasn't just about shattering her heart; the divine spear Gungnir emitted a faint radiance of causality, destroying Freya's divine core and continuously eroding her existence conceptually, ultimately obliterating her completely.

Freya's aura weakened instantly as the deadly causal power raged within her body.

"Well!"

Freya trembled violently, the eerie purple light dimmed instantly, the color drained from her beautiful face, and her violet eyes widened slightly. There was no disbelief or astonishment, only a calm acceptance of everything.

The island nation's gods were overjoyed, while Apollo and other gods in Roy's camp were horrified, and the other gods and fairies were heartbroken—Roy ignored the reactions from all sides, his eyes were only on Freya, who was dying in front of him.

Freya's legs buckled and she fell forward.

Roy, whose body was almost unable to move, forced himself to stand up and lunged forward to catch Freya.

Freya lay in Roy's arms, her eyes filled with a complex and unfathomable expression. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, sliding down onto her elegant clothes and spreading into a glaring red stain.

"You knew this would happen?"

Roy looked down, his pupils reflecting Freya's bloodless face, his emotions a complex mix.

"well enough."

Freya's voice was weak: "That wretched old man Odin, cowardly and cautious, is always afraid that I will seduce him. He programmed the spear to activate automatically when I use my full power to seduce him, so that even if he is seduced, the spear will still kill me—"

Roy felt a chill run down his spine as he listened. Gods are not allowed to take their artifacts to the mortal realm. Even if Odin went to play in the mortal realm, Gungnir would remain in the heavens.

If Freya stands up against tens of thousands of island gods, she will be shot dead by Gungnir!

A must-win artifact of the law of cause and effect!

"It's so cold—can you hold me tighter?" Freya's delicate body trembled slightly, her life force eroded by Gungnir's causal power, her life force as fragile as a candle in the wind.

Roy held Freya's gradually cooling body tightly; that was all he could do.

"I can't save you!"

Roy whispered, "There's no need to even try. Tenseiga could never save Freya, who was shot by Gungnir. The difference in their status is too great."

"Finally, I see you make this face for me." Freya weakly raised her small hand, her fingertips lightly touching Roy's blood-stained cheek. The movement was gentle, as if she were touching a fragile treasure. A smile of relief and deep affection curved her delicate lips.

Roy clenched his fists. Unlike before, this time Freya was truly dead!

"This is the first time I've ever gone to such lengths for someone else. It would be too tragic if I didn't get enough compensation—" Freya stared at Roy.

The words fell.

Freya ignored the fatal wound in her chest, the frozen battlefield around her, and the countless gazes around her, and resolutely and gently pressed her cold, soft lips against Roy's lips, which were covered in dust and blood.

Roy didn't flinch, letting the cool scent of blood and flowers envelop him, feeling a cool touch and an indescribable tenderness on his lips.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe it was just a moment.

Freya slowly pulled away from Roy's lips, a smile blooming on her face unlike any she had ever seen among the gods.

That smile held no divine majesty, no alluring charm, no usual languor or scheming; only pure happiness, the satisfaction of a wish fulfilled, the sorrow of parting, and blessings.

This smile was so radiant that it eclipsed the sun, moon, and stars, and made blood and war fade. The hearts of many goddesses trembled and surrendered in admiration.

"Roy, see you again in ten thousand years!"

Freya's last voice was as faint as the wind.

The next moment, that exquisitely beautiful body that had captivated countless gods and mortals transformed into countless fragments of light, shimmering with a warm and pure luster.

Fragments of light drifted in the wind, swirling around Roy as if bidding a final farewell and offering solace.

In the end, all the fragments of light completely dissipated and merged into the radiance of the heavens.

Only Roy's outstretched hand remained, along with the lingering coolness and blood on his lips, the faint fragrance still lingering in the air, and Freya's last echo reverberating across the silent battlefield.