He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

However, the surrounding lush forest exuded a strong aura, and the dense divine rules gathered powerfully, enveloping the ritual site.

Sparks of golden light burst forth, converged, shone brightly, rapidly grew stronger, and soared into the sky!

Almost simultaneously, the supreme rules manifested here, completely shattering the blood ring of the fifteenth ancestor!

"Oh dear! Sorry, I kind of hate spiders, especially those things that can conjure spiders~"

(According to Aztec mythology, the Smoke Mirror once disguised itself as a spider to deceive the feathered serpent god.)

The blonde, elder sister deity, Quetzalcoatl, wields a grotesque club, sweeping away the surrounding monsters. Under her divine gaze, the female Dead Apostles are rendered immobile.

Blood streamed from Rosie's eyes as she stared blankly at the figure of the Supreme God falling to earth. This unbelievable reality seemed even more surreal than the dream she had just experienced.

When did deities of this rank become able to freely intervene in events?

Has she reached the end of her life?

"what?"

Quetzal suddenly turned to look at the crow on the branch.

"So it was you who summoned me through someone else? The one from Norse mythology?"

A crow cawed once.

Rosie didn't understand, but Quetzalcoatl did.

"Huh? You mean we have another ally, from Mesopotamia...?"

Quetzal was increasingly surprised, but his expression quickly became excited. "Wow, this is really exciting! Is the present world really still the modern era of pan-human history?"

With the three goddesses gathered together, she almost thought that time had returned to the ancient era, the first age of gods, when the most supreme gods frequently made appearances!

The crow cawed twice more.

Luo Jiean still didn't understand, but her heart sank.

Could it be that there is more than one supreme god?! What exactly is the background of this Snowfield City that warrants the intervention of all these great gods? How could she have been so impulsive as to believe Bai Yigong's nonsense?

"Oh, what is that ally talking about?"

Quetzal lay prostrate, listening intently, and then heard the churning of black mud at the far edge of the city, and a high-pitched, enigmatic sound—

“Aaaaa......”

Quetzalcoatl: "?"

Got it, this person prefers singing to talking.

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"Alright, then what is it that warrants our alliance here?"

The moonlight was quietly obscured by a dark cloud, and the lush forest was shrouded in darkness. A crow flapped its dark wings twice and cried out three more times.

Quetzal followed the little bird's crimson eyes and saw the eight-legged, one-eyed deity behind it, using it to communicate.

Immediately afterwards, from the spirit base of this one-eyed god, one could vaguely see the beautiful figure of a woman hidden within, with empty and lifeless eyes.

【...】

"Fate" conveys its message, hidden in the void, invisible to the naked eye and inaudible to the mortal ear, like the ripples of an invisible metaphysical rule.

"Ah, you mean you called us here just in case, to prevent any of these guys from escaping from this human city?"

So all this fuss is just to be a prison guard?

Quetzal couldn't help but shake his head; this dull and tedious work was completely out of character for her.

Having finally gotten a clear opportunity to stroll around in the modern civilized world, how could I not take the time to appreciate the wonderful landscape of civilization?

The world is so big, I want to go see it.

Only a machine devoid of human emotion could possess such boundless patience for the tedious work of guarding.

【...】

The crows cawed a few more times, as if reminding her to be serious and not forget to complete the agreed-upon task.

Moreover, the same words are repeated several times over.

It has a very human-computer interaction feel.

Quetzal covered his ears, annoyed by the noise.

"Hey! Really, since we're allies, shouldn't we discuss these things together? What do you think about our other Mesopotamian ally?"

“Aaaaaa......”

Ti Ma didn't say anything; she just kept singing.

Quetzal: "..."

Sigh! These allies are so difficult to communicate with.

She's having a really tough time.

The crow cackled loudly for a long time before finally flying away.

Quetzal turned around, walked to the altar, and carefully picked up the unconscious little girl.

With a flick of his finger, he poked Kuangqiu Chun's brow, and a golden light flashed and disappeared.

At the same time, the South American bacteria that parasitized the girl's body, interfering with her physiological activities and forming lesions, immediately became obedient and went into deep dormancy.

The next moment, Chun's eyelids fluttered, showing signs of waking up.

For her, the intractable disease that had plagued the city's top hospitals for years was nothing more than a matter of moving her fingertips.

Then, Quetzalcoatl looked to the other side, where Rojane's eyes had regained their clarity due to her extraordinary immortality.

The blonde goddess rubbed her hands together and narrowed her eyes.

"Hey~, put the prison guard duties aside for now, you, come here for a second~"

"Me, me?" Roseanne trembled. She was just a weak, powerless, and pitiful ancestor. She could do nothing but stand there.

She thought to herself that she should have simply turned into vapor and escaped from this place from the very beginning, but now she didn't dare to do that.

If she dared to do that, it seemed that the gods would obliterate her molecular-level mist-like body in the next second.

"Oh right, it's you! Tell me about some interesting and exciting activities in the human world right now!"

The golden goddess has issued the first divine decree in the history of the mortal realm:

She wants to play!

Luo Jiean secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as this expert didn't make fun of her. "Are you looking to learn about the popular activities in this area?"

Even without asking the god's name, she could tell from his clothing style that Quetzal was most likely an American deity, related to the strange bacteria on the little girl Chun.

"Yes!"

"Uh, I heard that to the south of this country, there's a neighboring country called Mexico, where football is very popular, and they've produced some very famous players and participated in several tournaments (like the World Cup)..."

Rojaan spoke vaguely; in reality, she didn't care much about human civilization. She only knew about these things because 14 Zufim ran a casino and made a fortune betting on sports events.

In contrast, although her "Magic Eye Collection Train" holds auctions and each Magic Eye transaction fetches an astronomical price, the small commission she earns is less than a fraction of the daily earnings of a single cruise ship in Fim.

"Oh, what is football?"

"That's a competitive sport in the human world, with each team fielding 11 players, including a goalkeeper..."

"Oh, so much? That seems like it can't be played by two people." Quetzal felt a pang of regret, making a mental note of the activity. "Are there any fun activities that can be played by two people?"

Two people?

Luo Jiean sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put her finger on it, and continued to explain honestly:

"For two-person games, it seems there's something called wrestling popular in Mexico, which is something like..."

Quetzal's eyes lit up after hearing the introduction:

"Hey! Great! This is it! Come and play with me!"

For some reason, this sport particularly appealed to her area of ​​strength.

"!?"

Rosie looked horrified. Playing this kind of wrestling game with a master like you would definitely kill you... no, not just kill you countless times!

Quetzal grinned menacingly, revealing two rows of neat, sharp white teeth. She stretched her limbs, her joints cracking with each movement.

"Hmm, you seem to have accumulated quite a bit of resentment. Looks like you've slaughtered a lot of human lives, huh? In that case, let's play a game. You'll play with me as many times as you've killed humans~"

Luo Jiean: "......"

I used to play as a human, now the pros are playing me.

Karma came so quickly; I guess my life is coming to an end.

......

At the Central Hospital, Ishtar walked briskly.

"Hmph, Lu Ming and Ereshkigal are really bold, blatantly handing over the power of this poll to me."

"Currently, 12% of Lu Ming's followers are die-hard supporters, 39% agree with him because he helped them or because they have a hero complex, 21% are not interested in Lu Ming's claims, and 28% explicitly express a lack of trust in the Dragon Clan's claims..."

As can be seen from the latest poll data, Lu Ming's approval rating has barely reached 51%! A record low!

—This is only natural. There are at least several hundred survivors in this central hospital, with all sorts of diverse opinions. Previously, with only a few team members, Lu Ming used a flat management structure to ensure his authority reached every corner. What was the point of public opinion polls back then?

Ishtar doesn't care about that; all she cares about is winning the stats.

In other words, as long as the last illusions of the people are shattered, the absurd theories of dragon invasion are thoroughly refuted as fallacies, and the personality cult built up by Lu Ming is destroyed, the future will belong to her!

Win win win!

With that thought in mind, Ishtar strode into the meeting room with an arrogant air, her gaze sweeping over the room for a moment before locking onto someone and commandingly saying:

"Hey! Lu Ming, your days of constantly using cheat codes and showing off your divine abilities are over!"

At that moment, Francesca and Arey were investigating the new ley line findings when the girls couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "—The eastern side of the city has been invaded! Look, what a huge dragon! Wow, no, so many!"

The video displayed during the spellcasting showed a giant dragon spewing poisonous flames and burning down the city walls.

Ishtar stared in disbelief, nearly stumbling and falling.

"Huh? Ishtar, you're here?"

Aileen noticed the thick stack of polling data reports in Ishtar's hand. She hadn't expected this troublemaking goddess to be serious for once in a while. Had Lu Ming actually made the right choice for her?

She beckoned, "Come and take a look, it concerns your power within the ley lines."

Based on Skadi's previous feedback, it seems that Ishtar's powers were transferred to the eastern edge of the city, possibly as a catalyst for Odin to supplement the summoning elements.

I have no idea what the other side wants to summon.

According to the analysis of several senior magicians in the team, it is highly likely that they will summon some being from the Mesopotamian region.

It's highly likely that they are "acquaintances" of Ereshkigal and Ishtar.

Ishtar was still dazed, her mind a jumble of thoughts: "Where did this real dragon invasion come from?"

Following the instructions, she stepped forward in a daze and placed her hand on the circuit arranged in layers of magic.

As magic was infused and the ley lines were connected, the mutual resonance with the power allowed Ishtar to glimpse a corner of the scene:

Long, azure-blue hair; enormous, curved dragon horns; and most strikingly, X-shaped eyes...

She really is a dragon, or rather, the most stern mother of the Sumerian gods!

Ishtar stumbled again and collapsed to the ground.

Lu Ming had been busy by himself for a while before turning around:

"Ishtar, did you just call me?...Hey, why are you kneeling?"

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Ishtar knelt.

This astonishing kneeling gesture, which suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes, instantly stunned everyone present.

Ai Lei blinked, puzzled.

She really didn't understand why this troublemaking goddess wouldn't even do a proper job of checking the whereabouts of the power in the east of the city.