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I could only vaguely sense that this woman possessed a terrifying dark power hidden within her.

Luculazia casually picked up the Prometheus Slab and immediately noticed the problem with it.

The Prometheus Tablet has now taken away the power of a god.

“Things are getting more and more interesting.” Luculazia smiled. “Alright, now I’ll give this to you.”

Luculazia casually tossed the Prometheus Tablet to Yamabuki Hanajin: "You can do whatever you want with this thing from now on. You can just throw it away as trash."

Erica was somewhat surprised that Luculazia would handle the Prometheus Slab in this way.

"You should give this to me. If the Prometheus Tablet falls into the wrong hands, it might cause disaster. We, the Copper Black Cross, are sure we can handle this properly." Erica was unusually serious.

"No way. This thing looks really fun, of course I'll keep it for myself." Yamabuki Hanajin fiddled with the stone slab.

Erica looked troubled. Her task was to deal with the stone slab, but it now belonged to Yamabuki Hanajin. If she tried to take it by force, she would most likely lose.

After all, the other party could easily kill the god's clone.

If you try to coax or pester her, given her terrible personality, she might make even more outrageous demands.

"Ugh, so annoying!" Erica reached out and gently rubbed her forehead.

"Alright, let's leave our troubles behind. How about grabbing something to eat? And having a drink? My wine is really good." Luculazia smiled triumphantly.

Erica adorably agreed.

"I don't have a good impression of alcohol," Yamabuki Hanajin said, turning a blind eye.

Luculazia raised a mischievous glint in her eye: "You'll definitely love one of the wines I make. Try it."

Soon, all sorts of delicious food were laid out on the table.

Yamabuki Hanakami was truly hungry; she hadn't eaten anything for a whole day.

Luculazia then handed her a full glass of wine.

Yamabuki Hanajin tentatively took a bite, and had to admit that it tasted pretty good, sweet with a slight hint of alcohol.

Before I knew it, the glass was empty.

"Could I have another cup?" Yamabuki Hanajin handed over the cup in her hand.

Luculazia smiled gently, a mature woman's smile: "You can't overindulge just because it tastes good. Shouldn't you tell us about your background and identity?"

"I am the Dark Giantess from 30 million years ago... No, I am... the Law of Cycles, am I the god of this world? No, am I a primitive man? It doesn't seem so either?" Yamabuki Hanajin found her mind in a mess.

Finally, he simply stopped thinking about anything, lay down on the table, and started to sleep. This is generally what we call... being drunk.

"Erica, your companion has had too much to drink. Could you please look after her?"

Erica was on the stairs, chugging a bottle of liquor straight from the bottle.

"What did you say? Hiccup?"

Another one got drunk.

Chapter 396: Don't move, let your sister examine your body.

Luculazia covered her forehead and shook her head slightly. Are all young girls these days so unreliable? She had no guard up at all when she was out. Luckily, I, her older sister, didn't have any bad intentions.

“Miss, could you please do something about those two?” Luculazia turned to look at the maid, Ariana.

It turned out that Miss Ariana's colleague was holding two bottles of wine and kept pouring it into her mouth: "Hahaha! I don't understand a word you're saying! Hahaha!"

Luculazia felt utterly exhausted. These people were really something else; not one of them was easy to deal with, and they were just a nuisance.

However, looking at the already drunk Yamabuki Hanajin and Erica, Luculazia suddenly thought of something very funny.

"Gentlemen, if things work out in the future, don't forget to invite me to your wedding banquet," Luculazia said with a mischievous grin.

......

It was 11:00 AM.

The room was deathly silent. Erica woke up groggily.

"Ugh! My head hurts! Did I drink too much last night?" Erica clutched her head. The room was pitch black. Where was she?

I'm lying on a soft bed; this must be Luculazia's house. I never expected to drink so much; I'm sure I've caused trouble for others.

Then Erica suddenly realized that she was only wearing her underwear. Hmm? The question is, who took off her clothes?

She reached out to touch her clothes, but accidentally touched a soft body, which startled her so much that she immediately pulled her hand back.

Was there someone else lying next to her? Erica cautiously reached out to touch them, and the person sleeping next to her made a cloying sound.

“Camilla? Is that you?” Erica asked softly, noticing that the person sleeping in her bed was also only wearing underwear.

Erica had no choice but to grope her way down to the floor and turn on the lamp.

The ground was littered with their clothes, a complete mess. Erica swallowed hard.

Can anyone tell me what happened? Why does this scene look like a post-coital settlement? Erica carefully checked her body to make sure there was nothing wrong.

No, not necessarily. What if I'm the one on the offensive? Erica looked at Yamabuki Hanajin sleeping on the bed. Was my reputation going to be ruined here?

That witch is really something, why did she put the two of us in the same room?

Erica took a deep breath and gently nudged Yamabuki Hanajin's shoulder: "Wake up? Wake up? Don't sleep yet."

Unfortunately, there was no response from the other party. Erica swallowed hard. She decided to let Ariana help with this.

Erica gently turned the doorknob, only to find that the door had been locked from the outside.

"That damn witch! Hey! Is anyone there? Ariana? Can you hear me? Come in and help!" Erica yelled.

But the lovely Miss Ariana was already fast asleep and didn't seem to want to be woken up at all.

"There's no other way! I'll have to do it myself." Erica took a deep breath, threw back the covers, and in the dim light, that perfect body was exposed to Erica's eyes. For some reason, even though they were all girls, Erica now had a feeling of committing a crime.

First, check the other person's upper body to make sure there are no unusual marks.

Then comes the following...

Erica's heart began to pound. She reached out and gently grabbed Yamabuki Hanajin's panties, just as she was about to begin the next move...

"You...do you have some improper thoughts about me?" Yamabuki Hanajin looked calmly at Erica, who was lying in front of her.

Erica froze instantly; she swore she had never been so embarrassed in her life.

Sleeping in the same bed with a girl is fine, but it's very problematic to just start taking off her clothes.

"Would you believe me if I said I'm not a pervert?" Erica said in a voice that sounded like she was about to cry.

"I don't believe it." Yamabuki Hanajin gently cupped Erica's cheeks in his hands. "Want to take the next step? I'll teach you."

Erica is facing the biggest crisis of her life. What should she do? How can she prove her innocence? She's shown she never had any strange feelings for this woman.

I'm sorry, but this kind of thing simply doesn't make sense.

Just as the two sides were about to move on to the next step, a huge tremor suddenly came from outside, and a tremendous divine power swept over them, instantly bringing them to their senses.

Erica immediately looked out the window and saw a giant not far away, walking step by step into the distance.

“This is…” Erica stared at the giant before her; the giant’s identity was already obvious.

“Mekal! The legendary king who ruled the Phoenician pantheon. His myth spread to Greece and became the prototype of the hero Hercules.” Erica slowly recounted the identity of the giant before her as if she knew it by heart.

Almost simultaneously, lightning flashed in the sky, and an ethereal figure appeared—the very boy who had spoken with Yamabuki Hanajin earlier.

Vereslana, the Persian war god.

These two are legendary deities, and their simultaneous appearance in this place clearly indicates that they are about to fight.

Erica dressed herself in the god's clothes as quickly as possible, and just then, the door to the room opened.

Erica rushed out of the room and saw that the unreliable great witch Luculachia was smiling at her.

"Lovely girl, how was it last night?"

I knew it was you who did this.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, we just slept in the same bed, nothing else happened." Erica's cheeks flushed slightly.

Honestly, he's so old, yet he still makes jokes like that.

"You're not going to stop these two gods from their duel, are you? In the eyes of the gods, we humans are insignificant. They won't listen to you." Luculazia swirled her wine glass.

“I know. But as a knight, I can’t just stand by and do nothing while innocent people are dragged into the battle of the gods. Ariana, wake up and get to work!” Erica shouted.

Ariana was already standing by.

Then, the two jumped out of the window, one chasing after the god, and the other going to the garage to drive the car.

After the two left, Yamabuki Hanajin rested her chin on her hand, watching their departing figures in the rain.

"Young people these days are so hot-tempered. I would have helped them if they had just asked me," muttered Yamabuki Hanajin.

Luculazia smiled gently: "Don't underestimate human courage. Throughout history, it is this kind of willpower that has allowed humanity to survive to this day."

Yamabuki Hanajin sighed: "Indeed, gods and natural disasters are not the main factors inhibiting human development; what inhibits human development are mortgages and car loans."

“I can relate.” Luculazia nodded knowingly.

Chapter 397: I started with a groin kick

Outside, a torrential downpour was in full swing, and it was the dead of night. The surroundings were pitch black, and only the occasional flashes of lightning revealed the enormous figure of the god-king Mekal.

Almost simultaneously, a violent storm howled in the night, and the earth shook. These terrifying impressions eventually coalesced into a young boy, the war god Vereslana.

The gathering of two gods here is bound to lead to an earth-shattering battle.

The war god Veleslana has ten avatars: a strong wind, a bull, a white horse, a camel, a wild boar, a phoenix, a goat, and a warrior wielding a golden sword.

Each of his clones represents a different ability, and each ability is ridiculously powerful.

"Lightning!" The war god, now in the form of a young boy, raised his right hand, and countless bolts of lightning gathered in his hand. In the end, these bolts of lightning transformed into spears and were thrown at Mekal.

Mekal brandished his greatsword and fearlessly attacked the God of War.

The immense power unleashed by the two gods instantly destroyed everything around them; humanity was ultimately too insignificant in the face of such power.

"My lords, please stop immediately!" Erica, wearing Hermes' boots, flew into the air and stood in front of the two gods.

"Young lady, we meet again." The God of War faced the young lady before him with the demeanor of a youth.

"My lords, if you start fighting, the entire island will be reduced to nothing, and all the people on the island will die because of you. Please think twice," Erica shouted sternly.

Even when facing the gods, the girl showed no fear.

This is her duty as a knight.

But the two gods paid no attention to the girl in front of them.

"We're all having a great time, don't spoil the fun!" Mekal shouted, his hand barely moving, yet the resulting storm made Erica lose her footing.

There is ultimately an insurmountable chasm between humans and gods.

Even though Erica's strength is considered elite among humans, she is still powerless against the gods.

"These two bastards are too willful!" Erica gritted her teeth. She knew that even if she asked for help, it would be useless. Whether it was her organization "Red Copper Black Cross" or other magical societies, they would basically stay as far away from the gods as possible.

Their prized magic was utterly useless against the gods.

“Young lady, I can forgive your offense out of consideration for our past encounters. Leave immediately and do not disturb our enjoyment.” The displeasure of the war god Vereslana was already evident in his brows.

The girl was soaked to the bone by the torrential rain, but she drew her sword without hesitation: "If you two are still so stubborn, then I will be your opponent."

Erica knew that saying those words was somewhat ungrateful.

But now she has no way out.

If we choose to back down, hundreds of thousands of innocent people will suffer.

This is the terrifying aspect of a god who does not obey.

No matter how powerful a mage is, they are powerless against this monster, to the point that major magical societies around the world have all pledged allegiance to the Godslayers, and almost every Godslayer has their own territory.