After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 91 - 90: Gods Seek Death and Immortal Species

"Æsir naudiz ᛠ"

"Hagalaz L Ingwaz"

"..."

"Wenresa, were you reciting the contents on that stone tablet? What does it an?"

The curious human woman asked, inquiring of Wenresa Iluvita, who had a serious look and a thirst for knowledge, "Does the content recorded on the stone tablet have anything to do with the disappearance of the gods?"

"..."

Wenresa looked at her companion, and after a mont of silence, translated the content from the stone tablet in front of Yila in the Universal Language, beginning with the sa phrase Yila had said: "The gods are dead."

Yila’s words... were correct?!

The human woman, upon realizing this, instantly looked up at the sky. She stared at the empty sky, then lowered her head, saying, "But what’s recorded on the stone tablet isn’t necessarily true."

In response to the human woman’s words, Wenresa Iluvita nodded, indicating that she also couldn’t confirm the text’s authenticity. With a puzzled expression, she continued translating: "The power of twisted chaos hides and reveals and then hides again; that is the only god."

"If we gods strive to live, there’s no further use for us other than being food. Chaos, with the god as its origin, is an enemy we cannot defeat, aning—we seek death! From now on, there will be no more gods."

"This is our final revelation; believers should spread it: The shackles are not unbreakable. Ten thousand years later, the end of all things will co, and all tribes must join hands. Henceforth, there will be no more disputes among the spirits of the world. If there is killing, it must be based on what is of the sa origin as chaos, killing in the na of inheritance to inherit."

"Only then can we avoid..."

Wenresa Iluvita’s expression was not very pleasant since the declarations she translated were not friendly topics. She saw Vera waving her hand and walking away in the distance.

She watched as Yila decided to sell the box of gold as coins. She looked again at the last little bit of text on the stone tablet and then glanced at her stunned companion due to her translation, finally saying—

"Igdrasil’s end."

"What?!" The human woman showed a very shocked expression, but imdiately followed with a puzzled question, "Um... What is Igdrasil?"

"..."

That question rendered Wenresa speechless. She sighed and said, "What’s up with the Yayliinoceyatos Family? Why are you all so out of touch?"

"I prefer to call it a ’talent for cody,’ okay?"

The human woman with the seemingly long surna said with a cheeky smile. But she was still curious and asked, "So, what is this ’Igdrasil’ you ntioned? Which god or what else?"

Which god? No, it’s not sothing that simple...

"If translated directly, you could understand it as the ’World Tree,’ but I didn’t translate it directly into World Tree because, in the divine era text, Igdrasil also represents the entire world."

In Wenresa’s explanation, the human woman seed to realize sothing. She nodded as if she understood, then imdiately lost her composure and shouted frantically, "Isn’t that the destruction of the world?"

"If what the stone tablet says is true, then that’s it... the destruction, ten thousand years after the divine era?"

Isn’t that not very far away?

Wenresa pondered as she said but still carelessly shook her head, "Although it’s nice to hear so things about the divine era, I have no interest in getting involved."

The human woman nodded at Wenresa’s words, helplessly saying, "Yeah, even if what the stone tablet says is true, we’re not interested in saving the world... Sorry, gods."

The chaotic god and the power originating from chaos, and the unification of all races, were the keys to saving the world, but now no one had the intention to save the world.

Not to ntion the authenticity of what’s recorded on the stone tablet; even if it were guaranteed true, they wouldn’t be running around telling the outliers this matter.

On one hand, it was quite troubleso. On the other hand... the world’s destruction seed quite interesting.

So, judging by the looks of things, despite the gods sacrificing themselves to bind the chaotic god and arranging for many to pass ssages to the Main Material Plane, placing future hopes on various races, these two could only say "sorry" now.

Although they regretted the gods’ goodwill, they really didn’t want to do anything about it.

"Following Yila really brings about many interesting things~"

Wenresa Iluvita said this with a nostalgic look, sighing, "That distant divine era, that divine era which ended not long after we were born, might still hide many secrets."

"Hey, don’t include . I was born after the divine era ended, okay?" The human woman retorted, looking at Wenresa with disdain and said, "And your stature was entirely lifted by bloodline, while I truly gained my stature through scholarship in papermaking beyond the ordinary."

"Scholarship in... what?"

"Papermaking."

"That’s called achievent!"

"Ah? Ah, it’s all the sa, all the sa."

The human woman chuckled, yet Wenresa Iluvita knew the knowledge in her mouth wasn’t the sa as conventional knowledge but couldn’t help but retort, "Soone who even mispronounces ’scholarly achievent,’ I highly doubt her papermaking (achievent) level."

"..."

"..."

Then, the two of them fell into simultaneous silence before Wenresa Iluvita spoke first, saying, "Let’s go. Don’t look in Yila’s direction when leaving; she’ll beco alert."

"I don’t care."

"I care. I like watching uninterrupted good plays, not dramas that interact with the audience occasionally. If the hero who encounters an evil dragon gets killed by the audience’s gold coins, I’d feel utterly insulted."

Wenresa said this, grasping her companion’s arm as a portal of distorted air appeared before them. She said, "All things will find their rightful ’ending,’ regardless of the truth of that stone tablet’s words."

"If Igdrasil’s end, the twilight of the World Tree, is ant to co, let it co... even if a Poison Dragon gnaws at the World Tree’s roots, even if the hot country of Purgatory builds ships connecting heaven and earth, even if the evil wolf chasing the sun and moon devours the light."

"All would remain so..."

"I will observe the arrival of the Hero and offer cheers and applause worthy of the ’Hero of Salvation,’ with thundering roars and fireworks, but I have long ceased to strive for it."

This was the happiness of the Immortal Species, and also the...

Sorrow of the Immortal Species.