Essence

The shattered eyeball had begun to grow back from its empty socket at an alarming rate.

The red patterns on its black armor seemed to reflect its current mood.

The red light intensified, and the patterns appeared even deeper and more eerie.

Shh! Shh!

The sound of what sounded like insect legs scraping the ground reached the ears of the onlookers.

The dark tunnel was illuminated as if by lights, by a cluster of scarlet lanterns.

"Lady Artemis!"

"Hermes!"

Several voices appeared before the crowd as the lights came on.

The people who arrived were none other than Chtholly and Lulune, who had been blocked at the entrance to the ruins by the missions issued by the two main gods.

"I'm sorry, Lady Artemis!"

"There are just too many monsters appearing all of a sudden; we're really struggling to keep up."

Chtholly looked somewhat dejected; clearly, the failure of the mission made the already discouraged girl even more upset.

"Well, I really want to comfort this young lady too."

"But I think we should take some action!"

"I don't think the current situation is too good!"

Hermes' flippant voice echoed in everyone's ears.

The altar, located at the center of the ruins, is a complex network of pathways, with more than one way to reach it.

Not only here, but other intersections were still flashing the same red light as here.

"Aren't we the target?"

Artemis's expression grew increasingly grave as she observed the Black Scorpion's movements.

"It must have been 'Antares' who assigned them the priority for their mission!"

"Judging from this number, it seems that all the monsters it sent out have been summoned back."

The Sea Clan Princess analyzed the situation logically. Without William standing in the ranks, this experienced commander began to rack her brains once again.

"It seems that the two of us gods are no longer as attractive to it as William!"

Hermes shrugged and looked at "Antares," who was yelling at William.

"Everyone, please go and hold off those monsters."

"Since Mr. Spengler has already helped us withstand the most severe test..."

"Then we can't let those trivial matters interfere with his current battle."

Artemis drew her hunting knife from her waist, exuding an air of heroic grandeur.

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Chapter 135 The Essence [2 and 1, please subscribe]

"We understand!"

All the group members looked eager and ready to go.

They were already seething with anger because they had left William to face "Antares" alone, without even the right to intervene.

Now that there is a way to help William, they have an unshirkable responsibility to do so.

"Those two deities will remain here. I will send..."

"There's no need to send anyone to protect us!"

"The situation is urgent; there's no need to waste our strength on the two of us."

"I can protect this piece of trash!"

Artemis interrupted Asfi's speech, glancing sideways at Hermes could only shake his head helplessly after being called a good-for-nothing.

"But your safety...!"

The other members were still somewhat hesitant, especially those in the "Artemis Familia," who had just been verbally attacked by William.

The members of the "Hermes Familia" were the same. Familia chief god was not the same as the moon goddess who was good at fighting. With his divine power sealed, he was a complete useless piece of trash who could not lift a finger.

"Trust me! I won't go forward on my own. If I just dodge, these scorpions won't be able to catch me."

The goddess's confident smile made it clear to everyone who saw it that she was indeed very confident about this matter.

"That's fine! I believe Artemis can protect me."

"However, to put your minds at ease, the two of us will stay not far from you."

Hermes' final words definitively set the course of the battle.

William stepped forward again, his figure becoming blurred.

The spear in his hand was wreathed in ominous lightning; his movements were nimble, creating illusions that blurred his vision.

This left "Antares" to bear William's gunfire alone.

Ding ding ding ding ding!

Thrust, sweep, tap, pick.

William constantly switched between various techniques he had learned, using the long spear in his hand that was wrapped in black lightning.