I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

She stared at the entire territory of Hades, which was expanded by divine power, in front of her.

Destiny and duty have never undergone major changes from the very beginning.

With 4000 years of accumulation, what she triggered still retains that day, that person's ideas and wishes.

"I don't know if you, the current one, have ever been surprised when you walked through the once deserted city. Did you feel shocked when those weak Galura spirits turned into huge and strong beings?"

Although the distance between each other is very far, and the gap between time and space cannot be crossed, but——

"The seeds left behind, the flowers blooming in Hades have continued to the present.

The wilderness has expelled the cold and dead silence, and now it also welcomes a piece of warm sunshine.

The starry sky has never been reflected after the stars have moved, and now there is also a dawn to look forward to.

The Age of Gods is over.I still exist here, waiting for unfulfilled promises. "

Appearing in front of her, the entire territory at an unknown time has been reduced to a fortress, a black-haired young man resting briefly between a throne.

"Long time no see, my lion..."

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Chapter 685 Ereshkigal

It's like being in a dream.

Between the thrones, in a half-dream and half-awake state, Du Lin seemed to perceive a figure whispering in his ear.

It seems that there is a gentle touch from the face, and there is a refreshing fragrance from the tip of the nose.

When it was getting hazy, Du Lin opened his eyes...

Haw!

"Huh?~!"

Waking up from a nap, a baby slobbered his face.

The whisper in the dream may be just the baby's sucking sound, and the so-called touch and refreshing fragrance are just the remnants of the baby in front of me.

Slightly feeling that the recovery of magic power was much less than before falling asleep, Du Lin couldn't help putting down little Aita who was lying in front of his face speechlessly.

"You really saw the opportunity." He patted little Aita's forehead.

The latter seemed to have been caught by a small trick. With a red face and a shy head, he opened his small hand to the side and made an evasive sound: "Ugh..."

Laiguang's mother, who was guarding her side, understood the meaning and hugged little Aita.

"Good morning, Master." Lai Guang said with a smile.

"Good morning, Raikou!" Du Lin stretched, and slowly got up from the throne.

He stepped out between the throne rooms and came outside.

The speed of the Sky Garden of Vainglory has slowly slowed down, and the miko team headed by Siduri is waiting in front of the landing stairs.

After seeing Du Lin's arrival, Siduri's expression immediately became respectful: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency the Prince!"

"Morning, Siduri. It looks like it's almost here?" Du Lin stood here, staring at the blue gleam of the guns that could already be seen in the distance, and said with a chuckle.

"Well, yes. It will be there in a few tens of kilometers. At the moving speed of this sky garden, it is estimated to arrive in about 10 minutes!"

"Even the group of gun thresholds here has become huge. There were only a few hundred or so here 4000 years ago." At this moment, Du Lin saw the gun thresholds stretching for tens of miles with no end in sight.

However, given that the current map of the underworld covers almost the entire Middle East, it is understandable for such a huge number.

Each of these gun thresholds is responsible for nurturing the fragile souls that have just arrived in the underworld until their soul bodies can be fixed in this underworld.

After a few minutes passed.

The Sky Garden leaned against a temple less than [-] meters away and stopped moving. An ancient temple with only about one percent of the area of ​​the Sky Garden stood at the end of the gun sills. At the entrance of the temple stood a statue of a roaring lion. And the Noble Phantasm of Power belonging to the Goddess of Hades, Meslamthea.

The ghosts of the Miko team, including Du Lin and Siduli, descended from the sky fortress one by one and arrived at the gate of the Great Temple.

At the entrance, two witches wearing transparent long skirts floating in the air saw the arrival of Siduri and others, and bowed slightly: "Prince Priest!"

After they finished speaking, they all looked towards the soul of the man among them curiously.

"The breath of His Majesty..."

"And it's a very strong breath."

All the souls in Hades, big and small, start from death in the human world, and then they are fixed by gun thresholds from the state of easily dissipated souls, and finally become ghosts like witches or Galula spirits... Almost all gun thresholds come from The hand of the goddess of Hades, in other words, all souls have the breath of the goddess of Hades.

but--

Only the one in front of him is different.

As the maiden team serving the goddess, they basically have the power of the underworld bestowed by the goddess—that is, the right to use Meslamtea.

Of course, their sharp gun Meslamtia is only a part of the body in the hands of the goddess.

but……

The man in front of them gave them a stronger aura than the Meslamtea they usually hold... The Noble Phantasm in the hands of the Goddess seemed weak, but compared to theirs, the aura was much stronger too much.