Chapter 190: Ishtar Crushed Before Freya!
By afternoon, the events of the day had become far too serious.
The Labyrinth City of Orario had been attacked by monsters. This was something unheard of for a thousand years, yet it happened today, causing no small number of deaths and injuries. The destruction was even worse.
Naturally, someone had to pay for all of this.
And that "someone" naturally became the Ishtar Familia. After all, this entire disaster had been caused by them.
Colluding with Evilus, bringing monsters out of the Dungeon, and triggering this entire chain of chaos. When all these crimes were added together, the guilt was extremely heavy.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Crisp footsteps rang out on the stairs.
"Who's there?!"
A dark-skinned beauty shouted, but the only answer she received was the sound of footsteps that did not stop at all.
A moment later, a graceful figure slowly appeared before them.
The moment Ishtar saw who it was, her face instantly darkened.
"It really has been some time, Ishtar."
"Freya!"
A voice filled with anger and jealousy rang out. This was hatred coming from the depths of Ishtar's bones.
They were both "Goddesses of Beauty," so why could Freya stand high above everyone while Ishtar could only stay in the Entertainment District?
Even their Familias were hard to compare.
Under Freya, outstanding children appeared one after another. But on Ishtar's side, everyone was a battle prostitute.
Compared to Freya, even the children of Ishtar's Familia did not absolutely obey her orders.
The first among them was Phryne, who had disobeyed Ishtar's orders countless times. If not for Phryne being Lv.5, Ishtar would have killed her long ago.
But Freya was different. Her children were almost like fanatics. How could she ever have such troubles?
Click.
Freya stopped only a few steps away from Ishtar. Her gaze toward Ishtar was filled with lofty arrogance and deep disdain.
From beginning to end, Freya had never treated Ishtar as her enemy.
Because Ishtar was far too weak.
Rustle.
However, in a nearby corner, a man had already been lying in ambush.
Ishtar did not know who would come, but after what happened today, she knew the flames would definitely burn back to her.
If she could get rid of Freya, that would be best. If not, Freya would surely come knocking.
And that was exactly how things developed.
The man hidden in advance was someone Ishtar had chosen herself, which was why she had entrusted him with such an important task.
"Freya, you dared enter my territory alone. Should I call you too arrogant, or too confident?"
"Is there a problem? Could you actually hurt me, Ishtar?"
The moment those words came out, Ishtar's joyful expression immediately changed.
In front of Freya, Ishtar always lost her reason far too easily. It was not that she could not control her emotions, but that Freya always struck exactly where it hurt most.
Swish.
At that moment, the man hiding in the corner leaped out.
He was about to stab Freya with the dagger in his hand. As long as a god suffered a deadly wound, their divine power would be forced to unlock, and they would be sent back to heaven.
In Orario, quite a few gods had been forcibly sent back over the years. However, the number sent back because of deadly wounds was much smaller.
A smile immediately appeared on Ishtar's face. Yes, just like that. Stab that bitch Freya to death and send her back to heaven.
Then Ishtar would be the only Goddess of Beauty in Orario.
The idea was good.
Unfortunately, in reality, accidents always arrived quietly.
Buzz.
Looking at the man rushing toward her, Freya's eyes flashed with cold light.
The next second, the man who had been ready to strike froze in place. He had been effortlessly charmed by Freya.
"Freya-sama…"
Just like that, before the two goddesses, the man was easily captured.
Ishtar's face instantly turned livid.
Both of them were Goddesses of Beauty, and both possessed the authority of "charm."
Yet now, Ishtar's own man had been charmed by Freya in an instant. Was this not the same as slapping Ishtar across the face?
This man, who was supposed to be absolutely loyal to her, had fallen to Freya with just one glance.
It lowered Ishtar and raised Freya at the same time.
For other goddesses, it might have been fine. But Ishtar and Freya were enemies with a blood-deep grudge.
This dog-blooded scene, where her own man switched sides right in front of her, was simply too much.
"You… you… you…"
Ishtar pointed at Freya and repeated "you" for a long while, but she could not form a complete sentence.
It could be said that this scene had hit Ishtar far too hard.
"Ishtar, I've never cared about you much. But this time, you crossed my bottom line."
"You tried to 'kill' me and take Ethan for yourself. That is absolutely not allowed."
Freya spoke slowly.
For Ethan, she had even been willing to share with Artemis. If this were the past, such a thing would have been absolutely impossible.
"Freya, stop acting so fake. We're enemies. I want to kill you, and you want to kill me. Why waste so many words?"
"You're right. It was a lot of nonsense. In that case, I'll keep it short."
"Goodbye, Ishtar."
"You—"
Slap!
Before Ishtar could finish, a crisp, powerful slap seemed to echo across Orario.
Freya's slap was not light. The force sent Ishtar staggering, and the hatred in her eyes became even more vicious.
"Since you wanted to kill me and force me to leave, this kind of response should be fair, right?"
Step.
The man captured by Freya walked toward Ishtar. The sharp dagger in his hand flashed coldly.
"Freya, you—"
Pshk.
Before she could finish speaking, the sharp dagger had already pierced Ishtar's stomach.
Boom!
A pillar of white light shot into the sky, clear enough for all of Orario to see.
This was something that only happened when a god left the stage.
A player had been banned from the game.
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