Myth Reborn / The Sea Has Its Ends, and the Earth Its Prison!

Ishtar ate her instant noodles stiffly and dryly; the noodles in front of her tasted like wax and were difficult to swallow.

Everyone happily began to eat, Mash said to Ishtar with a smile, "We bought a bit too much, why don't we share some?"

Mash's attitude was very gentle, which made Ishtar feel very comfortable. Besides, she really couldn't eat instant noodles anymore, so she nodded and walked over.

"Since you've bought too much, I'll reluctantly eat some for you. Wasting food is a shameful act. As the goddess of harvest, Ishtar absolutely will not allow any food to be wasted before my eyes."

Ereshkigal looked up and gave her a deep look, Ishtar immediately bristled.

"Ereshkigal! What do you mean? Don't think you can make me give up with just a little food. I'm not a goddess that's so easy to deal with!"

Ereshkigal said calmly, "Then you don't have to eat it."

After saying that, he lowered his head and started eating, ignoring Ishtar.

Ishtar's forehead creased with anger; she couldn't stand this injustice, especially the wrath of Ereshkigal, the Underworld Goddess.

Hiss... hiss...

Ishtar took several deep breaths and finally calmed her anger.

"Hmph! You say you won't eat it, but I'm going to eat it anyway!"

Yuxian and Mash exchanged a glance, both seeing a smile in each other's eyes.

Ishtar is still Ishtar.

As the saying goes, "He who eats another's food is bound to be indebted to him, and he who takes another's money is bound to be indebted to him."

With this groundwork laid, I believe the conversation will be much easier later.

A simple dinner unfolded in this strange atmosphere.

As the sun slowly sank below the horizon, Snowfield once again welcomed night.

After dinner, Yuxian Xian and Ishtar sat on the sofa to digest their food.

With her mind focused on the matter at hand, Ereshkigal earnestly told Ishtar, "Put away your Bull of Heaven; it's too dangerous."

Ishtar refused without hesitation, saying, "Why should I? I'm waiting to teach that Golden Flash a lesson with the Bull of Heaven."

Ereshkigal frowned. "It will involve innocent ordinary people."

"What does that have to do with me? These mortals don't offer tribute to me, the goddess, so I don't care if they live or die!"

"But you, Ereshkigal, instead of hiding in your dilapidated underworld, how did you suddenly come out of there?"

Ereshkigal remained silent.

The two did not communicate smoothly.

Section 549, Chapter Thirty-Five: The Reappearance of Myth

Ishtar was clearly not easily persuaded.

As the mistress of heaven, making her lower her proud head is a no-brainer.

Perhaps we could use bribery or other means to get Ishtar to compromise, but right now Yuxian clearly doesn't have a better option.

In fact, it is already quite remarkable that Ishtar is able to sit here and have a calm conversation with them.

This was definitely not because of the simple dinner we had just eaten, but because of the presence of Ereshkigal, the Underworld Goddess.

Ereshkigal is the one who deserves to be treated as an equal by Ishtar.

"Is it really not possible?"

Ereshkigal asked again in her cool voice.

"No, no! I finally found that Golden Flash flaw, I absolutely won't give up this time!"

Ishtar shook her head, rejecting Ereshkigal's suggestion, determined to cause trouble for Golden Flash.

Negotiations broke down.

Ereshkigal stood up, staring coldly at Ishtar, her aura suddenly rising.

"Hey! Ereshkigal, this isn't the underworld. I was just in a good mood earlier. Don't think I'm afraid of you!"

Ishtar, equally defiant, clashed head-on with Ereshkigal.

The battle between the mistress of heaven and the mistress of the underworld is about to erupt.

Yuxian quickly stepped forward to mediate, "Sit down and talk this out. You can't fight here. This city can't withstand your chaos."

"No!" Ereshkigal said stubbornly. "If she doesn't put away the Bull of Heaven now, it will be too late. We have to make her change her mind today."

The Bull of Heaven is very close to Snowfield. If it doesn't slow down soon, Snowfield will face the test of a hurricane tomorrow.

If it were just a simple hurricane, such a concrete jungle could probably withstand it, but with the Bull of Heaven in it, it's a completely different story.

If the Bull of Heaven appears and crashes down on Snowfield, the city will be devastated.

Uruk back then is the best example.

Yuxian frowned deeply. He knew what Ereshkigal was talking about, but if the two in front of him were to fight, Snowfield would be reduced to nothing, not even waiting for the Bull of Heaven to arrive.

"Ha?"

Ishtar glared, her face showing extreme displeasure.

"Ereshkigal, I refuse to believe it today! Come on, let's have a good fight!"

Ishtar rolled up her sleeves, looking like she wasn't afraid of Ereshkigal, and was about to fight.

"This isn't the underworld. You think you still have the upper hand? I'll teach you a lesson and avenge my previous humiliation!"

Ishtar looked confident. After a moment's hesitation, her body rose up without any wind and flew towards the door.

"There's a desert to the south, let's go there to fight. At least there are a few mortals in this city who are willing to pay tribute to me."

Ishtar flew away without looking back. She wasn't worried at all that Ereshkigal would break her promise; it was Ereshkigal who was begging her now.

Ereshkigal turned to Yuxian and said, "Master, I'll go take care of this now. You all wait here for my news."

Yuxian shook his head, "Let's go together too."

"Don't worry, we're standing far away, we won't bother you or be in any danger."

Yuxian knew Ereshkigal's concerns, but he certainly couldn't wait here in peace.

He believed in Ereshkigal's strength, but Ishtar was no pushover; in terms of both goddess powers and strength, she was on par with Ereshkigal.

If there is any difference, it is that Ishtar has always been prone to recklessness, while Ereshkigal has always been serious and meticulous.

Of course, in terms of their records, Ereshkigal has an absolute advantage.

"I'll head over now!"

Ereshkigal nodded and quickly chased after Ishtar.

The desert area south of Snowfield.

This desert had just been ravaged by Golden Flash and Enkidu not long ago, and now it has been invaded by two even more terrifying beings.

High in the sky, Ishtar stood on the Ship Maana, looking down at the ground.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her graceful figure nestled close to Maana.

High above, inspiring awe.

"Ereshkigal, you shut-in girl, you actually managed to escape the Underworld! Such an opportunity is rare, so let me show you what defeat tastes like!"

But the moment she opened her mouth, she completely shattered that aloof goddess aura; that's probably what Ishtar is all about.

Ereshkigal placed Meslamtaea at her feet and looked up at Ishtar in the sky.

She gently shook her head and said, "It has nothing to do with whether it's in the underworld or not. You lost to me back then, and you will still lose now."

"Huh?" Ishtar said with an exaggerated expression, "When did you become so arrogant?"

"This doesn't fit your personality, does it?"

Ereshkigal said calmly, "Want to know why, Ishtar?"

Her expression was very calm, not at all like she was bluffing, as if she were just saying something that was perfectly natural.

Ishtar pricked up her ears intently, ready to hear what Ereshkigal would say next.

Ereshkigal said calmly, "The reason I will win is actually very simple."

"... Because I'm the older sister!"

Silence...

Continue to remain silent...

Ishtar suddenly yelled, "Who do you think you are, sister! You don't acknowledge it? I absolutely don't acknowledge it! Why can't I be your sister!"

"Don't try to disturb my peace of mind!"

As Ishtar shouted, Maana's front end emitted a dazzling light, and countless light arrows swept down to cover the ground.

Saturation attack, carpet bombing.

Ereshkigal dared not be careless. The Ishtar were a bit reckless and occasionally went off the rails, but their strength was never compromised.

She stomped her feet, and countless gun cages burst forth from the desert floor, rushing upwards to collide with the light arrows in the air.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The massive tremor caused the entire Snowfield to shake slightly.

The magical energy surged forth, drawing the attention of all the Magus and Heroic Spirit.

Some ungrateful Magus sent their familiars to come and check on the situation.

Those who knew the inside story kept their distance and dared not approach.

Gilgamesh stood at the window of the top-floor suite of Crystal Hill, gazing solemnly southward.

Enkidu stood in the forest, also sensing the battle.

"Is the myth being reborn...?"

If such a battle were to proceed without restraint, the entire land could be affected.

This is a battle of gods.

If gods were to fight with all their might, they could sink not just a city, but an entire continent.

Those who knew the identities of the two sides in the battle felt a chill run down their spines, wondering if they should flee for their lives as soon as possible.

For example, Francesca was considering whether to run away, as Snowfield had now slipped out of her control and become an extremely dangerous place.

She may not be good at other things, but her ability to survive is absolutely top-notch.

A wise person does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Francesca blinked, seemingly thinking of some wicked idea.

Chapter 36, Section 550: Heaven has its forbidden seas, and earth has its prisons!

A tremendous roar echoed across the desolate desert, and even at night, countless people felt the commotion.

Ordinary citizens have no way of knowing the truth; they can only pray and wait for tomorrow's news to reveal a less-than-true version of the truth.

Magus felt this level of magic most deeply...

It was a kind of oppressive aura that made people tremble, as if it contained a special emotion that made people worship, fear, and unable to escape.

Ishtar, looking down at the ground from the sky, was serious. Of course, she didn't think that she could kill Ereshkigal with this.