leonardwarren Chapter 444 He charmed the entire city just for him!
Chapter 444 He charmed the entire city just for him!
Chapter 444 He charmed the entire city just for him!
After thoroughly humiliating Ota, Roy was in high spirits. Apart from the endurance gained from long hours of intense combat, he was now completely dominating that dead pig in every aspect; the difference in their growth rates was too great.
As for battery life, Roy has a miracle drug that can make up for the only gap between him and Otto.
call out!
Using a transfer to a higher-level prison, Roy returned to the prison.
Upon Roy's return, the members of the Ganesha Familia and the prisoners in the jail all cast curious glances at him.
"Berserker, how did it go?" A member of the Ganesha Familia couldn't help but ask. How could one not be excited about the strongest showdown in Orario?
Roy waved his hand, "It's nothing special. That dead pig Ota is tough and hard to beat."
Seeing Roy's hands, which were injured to the bone, everyone was filled with emotion. Both of them were newly promoted to LV.8, so the difference in strength should not be too great, and they would probably have a win or a loss.
It wasn't until they saw Ota emerge from the underground city in Babel Tower Square that they realized they had taken Roy's modesty seriously. Compared to Roy's injured hands, there wasn't a single unscathed spot on this pig-man's body. The group inwardly scoffed:
Hard to beat? You've practically turned him into a meatball!
The news that the "Berserker" Otto had been completely defeated in another peak showdown between the Madman and the Warrior spread like wildfire throughout Orario.
But compared to something else, the outcome of this top-level match seems insignificant.
The next day.
Roy applied the Heavenly Elixir externally, and his broken and bleeding fists healed at a visible speed. Scars formed, fell off, and new flesh and skin grew. After a night's rest, they were completely restored.
Then he was greeted by a familiar guest.
Shakti, the leader of the Ganesha Familia, has shoulder-length indigo hair and wears a simple martial arts uniform with clean lines that subtly outline his powerful physique honed through years of training.
Her features were not those of a stunning beauty, but her brows exuded a spirited and heroic air, and her eyes were bright as stars, sharp and steady.
At thirty-six, she has not lost her youthful vitality. Instead, she exudes a unique charm that blends the wisdom and confidence that comes with the passage of time with the gentleness and composure characteristic of mature women. Like a fine, aged wine, she captivates all who see her.
Shakti approached Roy and said, "Roy, the gods have delivered their verdict on you."
"What is it?" Roy asked curiously. What kind of trick had those funny gods played on him this time?
Not only Roy, but all the Ganesha's clan members, criminals, and Valetta's own light in the prison were staring intently at Shakti. Through the divine mirror, they all saw Roy kill a god, violating the greatest taboo in the underworld. What punishment the gods would give was something to be curious about.
Under everyone's gaze, Shakti parted her cherry lips slightly and smiled, saying, "Acquitted!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire prison fell into a deathly silence. Everyone's face was filled with disbelief. The sin of killing a god was just so easily overlooked?
"???"
Roy was taken aback and repeatedly asked, "Shakti, are you kidding me?"
Shakti said, "After all, you were coerced by Dionysus into committing genocide. The gods can understand your predicament, and your past achievements, including saving cities several times, mean that your merits and demerits cancel each other out."
"That's quite unusual!"
Roy was amazed that the Orario gods had withstood the pressure from all over the world.
"Alright, get out of here right now! You've caused us so much trouble these past few days!" Shakti was happy for Roy, but at the same time, she looked disgusted. She pushed and pulled Roy out of the prison, almost causing a fight between the Ganesha Familia and the major Familias in the city. She had been so nervous these past few days that she hadn't had a good night's sleep.
The prison gates slowly opened.
Roy walked outside, where his family members, who had already received the news, were waiting to greet him. A quick glance revealed the familiar faces of Astraea, Ryu, Tione, and others, as well as Ais and Riveria.
"Commander!"
The girls from the clan rushed forward excitedly, and in the blink of an eye, they filled the space around Roy.
Ryu, knowing Roy's doubts, said, "Don't worry, this is Lady Astrea, Loki,..."
The result of Freya's reasoned argument.
Roy nodded. With these three goddesses on the same side, there was practically nothing they couldn't handle. He looked at Astraea, "Thank you!"
"Don't do such dangerous things again in the future."
A gentle smile appeared on Astraea's stunningly beautiful face; they were an old married couple.
"Mmm!" Roy held Ryu's hand in one hand and Astraea's hand in the other. "You are both my wings."
Roy returned to the sunlight and walked the streets of Orario, where people cheered and threw brightly colored flower petals into the air.
The god's furtive glances held fear, disgust, and a complex mix of emotions, accompanied by a soft sigh.
Roy was finally relieved.
Roy's keen intuition alerted him to a gaze coming from afar. He turned his head slightly and stared in the direction of the Tower of Babel. On the top floor of that majestic tower, a breathtakingly beautiful figure was faintly visible.
"Thanks!"
Roy gave a silent thank you. One thing at a time, let bygones be bygones. The other party must have done a lot to get him released without charge.
After expressing his gratitude, Roy walked towards the Star Garden, surrounded by his girls.
"hehe!"
Standing atop the Tower of Babel, Freya caught Roy's gratitude through the floor-to-ceiling windows. A captivating smile touched her lips as she turned up slightly. Love-struck girls are so capricious; a simple thank you made her heart feel as sweet as if she had drunk honey.
She would never let Roy die, no matter what!
Freya turned around, her eyes instantly sharpening, and walked out of the spacious room.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
Donning her usual black cloak, Freya stepped gracefully into the guild's underground prayer room, her exquisite silver high heels swaying gently.
The entire process proceeded without any obstruction.
Whether it was the staff diligently working in the guild hall, the adventurers seeking advice, or even the gods, it was as if Freya was invisible.
Upon entering the dimly lit underground prayer room, Freya lifted her hood, revealing her stunningly beautiful face. A dazzling light shone forth, and in an instant, the surroundings seemed to brighten because of her.
Freya————
The old god Uranus, sitting on the prayer platform, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Freya below, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his aged face.
"Uranus, don't get in my way!" Freya's alluring voice remained calm, yet it conveyed her unwavering will.
"Freya, you bewitched the entire city, turning people into your puppets. You are only destroying the hope of the lower realm!" Uranus sighed.
"Destroy?"
Freya smiled and shook her head. "No, no, no, so I didn't seduce you, that's enough."
"The Power of Beauty" is one of the highest powers in the heavens, and Freya is the pinnacle of the goddess of beauty. Even this old god in front of her would find it difficult to resist.
The reason Uranus was kept alive was because, as the city's guardian, he needed Uranus's presence to maintain the city's operation and suppress the underground city.
But that's all.
Freya didn't want the other party to do anything out of line, so she came over specifically to warn them.
Moreover, she knew what the other party's true purpose was. Freya said, "Uranus, the Dragon of the End, the dungeon—I'll have Ota and the others take care of them. You have no objections now, right?"
So far, Freya has made almost no demands on her familiars. The battles on the battlefield and the conquest of dungeons are all actions taken spontaneously by Ota, Allen, and others. This is the self-awareness of a sycophant.
If Freya were to speak, the intensity of the fighting within Freya's Familia would escalate several levels.
In a battle of that intensity, high-level adventurers from the Freya Familia would surely spring up like mushrooms after rain. No matter how many died, there would be plenty of people outside eager to become their sycophants, and they would continue to fill the ranks.
It's not difficult to create adventurers at levels 7, 8, or even 9 using the method of raising venomous insects; it's just a matter of time. That's why Freya has the confidence to say such things.
"————"
Uranus remained silent. Having known Freya for hundreds of millions of years, he immediately understood her thoughts the moment Freya spoke, and a chill ran through him.
Unlike using dungeons to train high-level adventurers, Freya's cruel method would likely result in the deaths of millions, or even tens of millions, of people if she were to train a LV.9 adventurer.
For the sake of her beloved boy, the goddess Freya is on the verge of complete madness!
Uranus knew he couldn't stop the other side.
"Alright, I won't do anything." Uranus slowly closed his eyes, like a statue.
"Thanks."
Freya laughed, striding out with her long, snow-white legs, her smile full of pride, like a victorious queen returning in triumph.
After Freya left, Fels appeared beside the prayer altar, his entire body completely covered by a black cloak, half of his body hidden in the shadows, with only his eyes radiating a cold light.
"Uranus, the entire city is under the spell and control of the goddess Freya, is this true?" Fels' voice was filled with indescribable fear.
"It's true!"
Uranus calmly replied, "If I do anything unusual, including you, you will subdue me and inform Freya."
Upon hearing this, Fels was shocked. He realized that he had been unknowingly controlled by the goddess Freya and could become her puppet at any moment.
But he was completely unaware.
This is terrifying! This is the power of the gods!
"What is her purpose in doing this?" Fels' tone was filled with deep unease. Freya couldn't possibly be controlling the entire city just for her own amusement!
Uranus said quietly, "This is a punishment for a certain boy, in order to change the will of the gods."
That happened at a council of gods.
[Slay the Black Dragon!]
When Hermes saw the contents of the slip of paper he had drawn, and his pupils reflected those four terrifying words, all the gods present were speechless with astonishment.
The spacious hall fell into a deathly silence.
Hundreds of gods gaped, unable to utter a sound for a long time. Since it was unsigned, no one knew which god had written the note.
Demeter, Hephaestus, and the others looked at Astrea with concern.
Astraea pressed her lips tightly together, her pretty face turning deathly pale at a visible speed, her disordered breathing causing her chest to heave uncontrollably.
Slay the Black Dragon!
This punishment is no less than killing Roy!
One of the three great adventurer commissions, originating from the dungeons, a nightmare that has shrouded the entire world for thousands of years.
While both were commissioned by the three great adventurers, the Black Dragon was far superior to Leviathan, the king of the sea, and Behemoth, the king of the land.
The Beast of Destruction, which Zeus and Hera's kin could not defeat despite their best efforts and was almost completely wiped out!
The terrifying thing is that the entire army was wiped out!
Back then, apart from Alphia who miraculously survived, all the heroes of the world, including the Empress, Maxim, and Dabazar, perished in the jaws of the black dragon.
This is undoubtedly terrifying!
The two clans barely managed to escape!
For example, in this battle against the Filthy Immortal, even if we are outmatched, as long as two or three LV7s hold off the enemy, it won't be difficult for the others to escape from the 65th floor.
In comparison, you can see how terrifying the black dragon is; it has the power to crush both of the two clans!
Roy has already reached LV.8, which is undoubtedly powerful. The gods have no doubt that if Roy continues to develop, that miraculous young man will definitely be able to defeat the Black Dragon. But now, it is obviously impossible for him to do so.
The results weighed heavily on everyone's hearts, and the hall was eerily quiet.
Seeing the gods fall silent, Hermes cautiously asked, "Shall we draw again?"
Upon hearing this, the gods frowned.
Astraea, Loki, Freya, and the others who were on Roy's side all frowned subconsciously.
One of the heartthrobs scoffed, "What if the next draw isn't satisfactory either?"
This statement reveals the truth: will the practice continue indefinitely? There will never be an answer that satisfies everyone, and the gods will become a joke!
A person cannot stand without faith, and so can a deity!
Even something as important as trust is even more crucial to the gods. They can joke and play with children in the mortal realm all the time, but once they make a promise, they must keep it, even if it costs them their lives!
Just like Thanatos, the god of death, who promises a child in the mortal realm a better future in their next life, he truly will abandon all the beauty of the mortal realm and return to the heavens to plan for their next life.
Moreover, the promises made by the many gods present!
"Ugh!"
Many gods present sighed. Although it was cruel, it was perhaps the best solution. They could not execute Roy directly, but they had to give everyone an explanation and make people realize the consequences of killing a god!
The defeat of the Black Dragon is imperative. If successful, Roy's sin of murdering the gods will be wiped clean.
If we fail, the consequences are self-evident!
Astraea, Loki, Hephaestus, and the others looked grim, but they couldn't continue to argue. After all, they had agreed to the method of deciding punishments by drawing lots. If they drew insignificant punishments, the other gods would be dissatisfied but wouldn't object.
Freya stared coldly at Hermes, her icy gaze sending chills down his spine.
"I see----"
Freya seemed to understand something. "Hermes, things won't go as you wish."
Amidst the gods' shock at the punishment for vanquishing the black dragon, Freya's voice stood out so clearly in the silent hall that it immediately drew the attention of all the gods.
Astraea, "Freya, what do you mean?"
"You no longer need to know!"
Freya's voice was as calm as a deep, cold pool. As soon as she finished speaking, two points of eerie violet light, seemingly devouring souls, suddenly ignited deep within her originally dazzling eyes, unleashing an alluring charm.
The power of beauty instantly spread to every corner.
The eyes of the many gods immediately lost all their luster and focus, turning into two empty pools, reflecting Freya's figure like clear, bottomless mirrors!
Having lost their self-awareness, they are left with only unconditional and absolute obedience and fanaticism to the goddess before them.
Hermes gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you bewitch us, Uranus already knows the gods' decision, and through the guild, it will soon spread throughout the world."
Freya's eyes were icy. "So what?"
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Hermes felt his consciousness rapidly fading and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He had far underestimated Freya's feelings for Roy.
She captivated the entire city, all for him!
Even if it means going against the world, she has no fear. That is the determination of this goddess of beauty!
"Freya—you—"
Astraea knelt on the ground, resisting the allure with her willpower. The eerie light eroded the clarity in her eyes, making them flicker uncertainly.
Freya looked on with admiration. As expected of Astrea, the one who wields "justice," she had managed to resist her charm for a brief moment. But it was only temporary. She smiled brightly, "Astrea, you may have the upper hand for now, but the final victory will surely be mine!"
Astraea gritted her teeth and said coldly, "That child won't let you control him."
"What happens after that is none of your business!" Freya said arrogantly, a more terrifying glint flashing in her eyes.
"Ugh!"
Astraea froze, her eyes glazed over.
At this point, Freya had the situation under control. Except for Hestia, who was trembling in a corner, all the gods present had become the captives of the goddess of beauty.
Hestia glared angrily at her. "Freya, you've abused your charm power again!"
Freya's previous seduction of Bell had already enraged Hestia, and now Freya dared to seduce the gods right in front of her.
"The False Manifestation of the Kitchen God's Sacred Fire —"
Hestia was about to ignite her sacred fire to dispel Freya's enchantment from the gods.
However, Freya's next words brought Hestia to an abrupt halt, leaving her bewildered.
"Hestia, are you going to watch Roy die?" Freya said calmly.
"Watch Roy die—" The remaining sacred incantation was like a boulder weighing millions of pounds, stuck in Hestia's throat, impossible to spit out.
Hestia had witnessed the gods' decision.
If things continue to develop this way, Roy will have to go and fight the black dragon that destroyed Zeus and Hera's kin, while Freya's bewitching of the gods is essentially an attempt to stop it.
Freya stood before Hestia, looking down at her. "Hestia, you can use your powers to break my spell, I won't stop you. But remember, if Roy dies, you'll be an accomplice!"
"I—I—"
Under Freya's smooth moral blackmail, the simple-minded homebody Hestia was powerless to resist. Confusion, fear, and worry appeared on her face, and crystal tears overflowed from her eyes.
"Hmph!" Freya startled Hestia, who said nothing more and turned to leave the hall.
"From this moment forward, become my puppet!"
While Ota and Roy were dueling in the dungeon, Freya arrived at the top of the Tower of Babel, and her voice was amplified through the magic stone megaphone, spreading throughout the entire city.
A heavenly voice, imbued with endless magic, flowed from her lips, and wherever it touched, time seemed to be paused. Whether it was ordinary people rushing about in the streets, mercenaries clamoring in taverns, or adventurers preparing to venture into the dungeon, they all stopped in their tracks.
In the depths of one pair of eyes after another, the light of reason receded rapidly like a tide, replaced by an emptiness and obsession, sinking into endless dreams.
Their bodies stiffened, frozen in place.
Even the most elite adventurers like Finn, Riveria, Grace, Liu, and Leon, with their steely wills, were utterly powerless before Freya's divine authority. All their resistance, all their levels, and all their beliefs were utterly shattered!
Everyone's eyes went unfocused for a moment, their strong bodies turning into clay and wood sculptures.
Only the goddess at the top of the tower, overlooking all living beings, wore a playful and satisfied smile.
The entire city of Orario became a plaything in the hands of the goddess of beauty.
The gods' resolution, altered by Freya, resulted in Roy, who had murdered seven gods, being acquitted!
Guild headquarters, underground prayer room.
"Uranus, what will happen to the city?" Fels' body trembled uncontrollably. Orario was now under control, but he had no doubt that Freya was willing to fight the entire world for Roy!
Now, even the great god Uranus has been forced to retreat.
"Oarioli is the city of heroes, and true heroes will not be lost in a false world!" Uranus said calmly, "A miracle will be born in the lower realm."
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