The Final Magic Web-Journey to the Norse Lands [Part 1]

Ye Ting's jab left Dantalian stunned for quite a while.

Then the female demon god blushed furiously, veins bulging on her forehead as she argued, "Rankings don't represent strength... Rankings! Can the rankings of demon gods even be trusted?"

This was followed by a string of incomprehensible remarks, things like "Big Sister Astarte is only ranked twenty-ninth," and "...you know," which made Ye Ting burst into laughter. The air was filled with merriment.

Although Ye Ting had teased her, Dantalian still harbored doubts about his request.

"Honestly, your request is quite to my liking, but are you sure you want to make such a demand?

"As a mortal, you may not understand what one hundred and three thousand grimoires means. They are manifestations of the powers and miracles of thousands of different gods. I was only able to gather so many grimoires because of one long expedition. Only an endless divine war could bring together the crystallized wisdom of so many deities in my hands... If your goal truly is to collect nine hundred thousand grimoires... then for a mortal, that would be a great undertaking impossible to achieve even in ten lifetimes!

"So, knowing all this, do you still wish to make such a vow with me?"

Dantalian looked seriously at the mortal before her and solemnly posed the question.

As Demon God 033, she had indeed sensed some of the extraordinary qualities of the person before her. Even so, she did not believe that nine hundred thousand six hundred and sixty-six grimoires was truly his goal. In her view, if he could name such a number, then either he did not know his own limits and failed to understand the difficulty of the goal, or it was simply a joke.

Yet in the face of her doubts,