Chapter 108: Gods and Gods

Victoria found herself in an unfamiliar and ominous place after consuming Euphemia's potion. The effects were instantaneous, guiding her senses directly to Adrian's location.

However, the surroundings she found herself in were perplexing and disconcerting.

The atmosphere exuded an overwhelming darkness, with every element shrouded in blackness. The air carried a putrid smell, and the entire landscape seemed devoid of life.

Even the trees, the ground beneath her feet, and the skies above were tainted by an eerie stillness, giving the impression of a desolate cemetery.

As Victoria took in her surroundings, a sense of foreboding crept over her. The inexplicable nature of this place left her with more questions than answers.

Determined to find Adrian, she pressed forward, navigating through the unsettling environment that seemed to defy the very essence of life.

Victoria found herself in a location significantly distant from the academy. Despite her prowess as a high-class mage and an archmage, teleporting over such vast distances was an exerting feat.

She had reserved her magical reserves, anticipating potential challenges that Adrian might be facing. However, the reality of the place she now found herself in exceeded her worst expectations.

A pungent odor of blood hung thick in the air, enough to make even those with a strong constitution nauseous. Yet, it wasn't the stench that perturbed Victoria the most.

Rather, it was the demonic miasma saturating the surroundings that heightened her sense of concern. Thoughts raced through her mind as she pondered why Adrian would willingly venture into such an ominous place.

'Why the hell are you here Adrian?' she wondered as she couldn't fathom Adrian going here willingly.

"Oya?" A voice, laced with surprise, echoed behind Victoria. She turned around to discover a mysterious boy with jet-black hair and captivating golden eyes, his gaze fixed on her with a curious intensity.

His words, unconventional and seemingly insightful, caught her off guard.

"For a mere human, the amount of mana you possess is comparable to Skadi. The only distinction lies in the purity and divinity of hers, which surpasses yours. Perhaps, with another thousand years, you might approach her level," the boy remarked, his eyes appraising her as he scanned her from head to toe.

Victoria, though intrigued, maintained her composure.

"Who are you?" Victoria demanded, instinctively stepping back and preparing her magic. There was an unsettling aura around the boy, and every aspect of his demeanor set off alarm bells within her. The way he smiled, spoke, and observed her, it all conveyed a disdainful superiority, as if he regarded her as nothing more than an insignificant creature.

"Me? ....Oh I'm LOKI!"

The boy, introducing himself as Loki, the way he spoke he spoke his name, made a sharp ringing noise reverberate in Victoria's head.

It intensified, causing her body to convulse involuntarily. The sudden onset of weakness and the taste of blood in her mouth alarmed her.

'He noticed me? How?' thought Calissia, the Goddess of the Elves. She saw Loki gesturing something with his nose.

"THE NOSE KNOWS!" he screamed at her in a lively voice.

Before Calissia could react, a low growl crept up behind her. Her body shivered—no, her soul shivered in fear. She could feel that whatever was behind her could kill her permanently if it wanted to. Calissia cried silently.

"Don't kill her, Fenry~! She might be useful!" Loki screamed in her direction once again. Noticing her predicament getting worse, Calissia tried to teleport away, only for her divinity to refuse her will.

'W-what's going on?' Calissia thought.

"PFFT! AHHAHA!" Suddenly, Loki appeared right in front of her and laughed hysterically while spinning around in midair.

"Did you really just try to teleport away from the beast of Ragnarok? I must say your cowardice reminds me of Odin."

"Loki...," Avian called out to Loki as she noticed he teleported in the skies above.

"Oh hi, Avian! I found this cute little rat," said Loki with a sinister smile as he looked at the scared goddess.

Although Avian was curious about how Loki sensed her when even she couldn't, that wasn't important right now. What mattered was that someone managed to hide from her eyes, which was very insulting for a goddess like her.

As Avian underwent her transformation, the entire process was a mesmerizing display of divine power. Bones cracked and shifted, and the intricate reshaping of her form unfolded gracefully. The metamorphosis continued, each moment marked by a profound transformation until she stood as a stunning woman with the only exception being her multi-eyed crow's head.

Reaching out towards Calissia, she intended to invoke her divine abilities. However, before the process could complete, a radiant golden light enveloped Calissia, whisking her away through teleportation. The sudden disappearance of the goddess frustrated Fenrir, whose growl echoed ominously, causing the very skies to tremble in response to the mighty god-ender's displeasure.

As Loki soothingly patted Fenrir's enormous head, the monstrous wolf's agitation began to subside. Loki, seemingly unfazed by the earlier encounter, struck up a conversation with the colossal creature.

"Was that the Goddess of this world?" Loki inquired, his tone casual yet curious.

Avian, with her monstrous yet articulate lady like voice, responded

"Yes, it seems she's aware of the threat that's coming to her now."

"Haha, I guess so. But it doesn't really matter, right? After all, you're all so great; Mother already decided her end," Loki stated, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

A heavy silence settled between them as the weight of Mother's wrath loomed in the air. Loki's acknowledgment of this worlds pantheon spoke volumes about the gravity of the situation.

Avian, still wearing an enigmatic smile, muttered, "Yes... Mother is quite angry this time."