What made her even more endearing was that when she suddenly heard a loud crash—soone falling from the human world into the underworld—
Ereshkigal blinked in surprise. "Huh? You actually ca?"
A faint blush spread across her cheeks as she quickly stood up, smoothing out her clothes and hurriedly preparing to put on makeup.
While she was busy primping, the scene shifted to the naless one’s side.
Ishtar, with practiced ease, explained, "Alright, Gudao, it’s your turn to break through the first gate. There’ll be a two-choice question—the Gate of the Underworld will ask all sorts of annoying things, so just pick whatever."
The first gate.
A voice echoed from within—
"Answer, Master of Chaldea—Gudao!"
Ishtar was slightly surprised but happy to step aside and let him handle it.
A mont later, the question ca—
[Though standards of beauty may seem varied, there is still an absolute truth. Black surpasses white, earth surpasses heaven. Given this, who is more beautiful—Ereshkigal or Ishtar?]
"Wait, why is this the question?!"
Ishtar froze, then imdiately grabbed Naless by the collar. "You jerk! On one side, you have the goddess of death, and on the other, the goddess of harvest and beauty. You’d definitely pick , right?"
anwhile, Ereshkigal was also waiting nervously, her expression tense to the extre.
Caught between the two goddesses, the naless one simply smiled and said, "Sorry, I’d only pick whoever becos my wife!"
This unexpected, shaless reply sent both sister goddesses into a fluster.
"You arrogant human! Who’d ever be your wife?!" Ishtar fud.
Beside them, Mash’s cheeks also turned slightly pink.
Senpai didn’t choose either goddess... Does that an he’s really prepared to marry ?
BOOM—
The first gate swung open, signaling that the trial had been passed!
Ishtar instantly understood.
So this is the so-called fair and impartial Gate of the Underworld?!
Damn it—my sister’s definitely controlling this!
Which ans... back then, when the gates stripped away my divine authority layer by layer, it was all her doing!
Just then, the second gate posed its question—
[I’ve been here all this ti, managing the souls of the dead—no joy, no sorrow, no friends. And now, are you going to bla ? Shouldn’t you at least praise for working so hard?]
Yet, faced with this question, the naless one replied indifferently, "I’m not interested. This is the work you’ve stuck with until now. You haven’t done anything wrong—no one has. The world itself is the problem."
What the hell? Why isn’t he praising her now?
The audience was puzzled.
Given his charm that had won over all the goddesses, shouldn’t he continue with the complints?
Rumble~
The second stone gate opened, revealing Ereshkigal waiting with tears welling in her eyes: "Why... why can’t you just praise once?"
"No! Because praising you would be an insult to your pride!" Naless still refused.
Boom!
A surge of death energy erupted around Ereshkigal as terrifying skeletal monsters appeared.
She glared at him furiously: "Even if it’s you, I’ll kill you!"
"Then co."
Naless strode forward, extending his hand with utmost gentleness.
As if he wasn’t facing a horrifying monster, but a lovely girl.
Hum~
The death magic gathered wildly, only to vanish without a trace when everyone was holding their breath for him.
Ereshkigal wiped her tears: "You liar! You said you’d co see before!"
"Now, I’m here. Lovely Ereshkigal, will you help us?" Naless smiled, hand still outstretched.
The Queen of the Underworld, embodint of death, suddenly blushed crimson.
She clutched her chest in fluster: "I-I’m not helping you! I just want to proceed with my plans! Yes, that’s it!"
???
Ishtar was utterly confused.
What just happened? Why does it feel like I missed sothing?
Then.
Laughter rang out from the side: "Ahahaha! What a fine show you’ve put on for , Master of Chaldea! You are truly worthy to stand beside the King of Heroes!"
The King of Heroes had arrived!
Mash quickly asked: "Were you dragged down by Ereshkigal?"
"Hmph! This king doesn’t die so easily. A re goddess of death cannot kill !"
Gilgash slightly turned his head away, "Just... overworked a bit. That’s all."
This was perhaps the most embarrassing mont for the King of Heroes.
He actually worked himself to death!
At that mont.
A sudden anomaly occurred!
A sword shadow abruptly slashed through the blushing Ereshkigal, nearly cleaving her in two!
Thud!
She collapsed heavily to the ground.
Ishtar instantly flew into rage: "Bastard! You’re dead at!"
However, her kick passed right through empty air.
The figure stood there, yet remained completely intangible!
Naless imdiately blocked her path: "Calm down! He didn’t an to kill Ereshkigal, but to sever the Three Goddess Alliance’s contract binding her!"
The Three Goddess Alliance had ford a pact.
Any who attacked each other would suffer divine retribution beyond imagination.
Thus, to gain Ereshkigal’s assistance, the contract had to be destroyed!
"Correct. That was precisely my intention. You truly are fit to be a Child of Prophecy."
The figure cloaked in black robes praised.
Under everyone’s intense gaze.
King Hassan’s voice remained as composed as ever: "Queen of the Underworld, you’ve always loved these mortals dood to die. Joining the alliance was rely to shelter more souls after death."
"Even misunderstood by all, you’ve protected humanity. Thus, I severed your contract!"
The comnts exploded instantly—
-[Holy shit! That familiar voice of delight—it’s King Hassan!]
-[Grandpa’s OP! He can even cut contracts!]
-[Tsk, Ishtar claims to despise her sister, yet when danger arises, she doesn’t hesitate to avenge her!]
-[The old man taught Naless in "The Sacred Round Table Domain," so why is he appearing in this Singularity again?]
-[Ahh, Ereshkigal just keeps getting cuter the more I look at her. How can there be such an adorable goddess of the underworld?]
...
Ereshkigal lay in Naless’s arms but deliberately didn’t struggle, burying her face in his chest to hide her embarrassnt: "I-I’m not like that at all!"
There was no brutal battle.
The Ereshkigal was utterly sunk!
From then on, the Three Goddess Alliance was reduced to just half!
While drafting the battle plan, Gilgash angrily exclaid, "What? You’re not letting this king participate in the battle against Gorgon?"
"My king, your schedule is already packed—you have no ti!" Siduri handed him a stack of clay tablets.
They were densely covered with various tasks.
All of them were things that had piled up crazily after his death from overwork—an unimaginable amount.
"..."
Gilgash fell silent.
Roya, who was watching the video, was also stunned.
Good grief—he just got revived after working himself to death, and now he’s about to do it all over again?
She swiftly typed out a comnt:
[This king’s na is Gilgash. I reside in the Uruk palace, unmarried. I work 24-hour shifts every day, never leaving tasks or docunts for the next day. Even the doctors ask : "Why aren’t you dead yet?"]
With such an insane workload, who else would die if not you?
In the video.
Just as the final battle was about to begin,
An elderly woman suddenly stopped Naless: "There was a young child who always helped tend the flower shop. That day, I had already died, and my family was preparing to bury . But that child kept holding onto my body—perhaps that’s why I ca back to life."
"That child’s na is Ana. She’s a very lovely little girl~" Naless replied gently.
"Anna, that’s truly a lovely na. Please give this flower wreath to her—I’m so grateful for everything she’s done these past days!" The old woman grew even more appreciative.
Every day, Ana helped tend to the flower shop and even saved her life. What a good child.
"Mm, I’ll make sure she gets it," Naless nodded.
Together with Mash and the others, they headed toward the Blood Temple.
The decisive battle against the Beast Goddess had officially begun!
The scene shifted.
Thirty kiloters away from the Blood Temple.
Quetzalcoatl raised the forty-ter-long [Marduk’s Axe] and, in a spectacle that stunned all onlookers, hurled it with overwhelming force toward the Beast Goddess’s temple!
Bound by the Three Goddesses’ Pact, she couldn’t directly attack the Beast Goddess.
But rlin could guide the strike, sparing her from the pact’s punishnt.
BOOM!
With her unstoppable might, Marduk’s Axe hurtled toward the Blood Temple’s vicinity.
Yet, rlin grinned mischievously. "Whoops, my hand slipped!"
Under his malicious guidance, the colossal axe veered off course—smashing directly into the Blood Temple!
The impact tore through the temple, carving a clear path straight to its heart for Naless!
CRACK!
The terrifying divine retribution for breaking the pact descended without rcy, striking Quetzalcoatl and wrenching an earth-shaking scream from her.
Witnessing this, Naless’s eyes widened in fury. "Damn you, rlin! You dare screw over Quetzalcoatl again?! Drowning you as a girl wasn’t enough! If I get my hands on you, I’ll tie you up and force-feed you the Doctor’s cakes!"
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