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Xiling's figure was instantly swallowed up by the raging tide of countless white bones and ghostly blue flames!

But next second.

Uh-huh! ! ! !

A beam of light suddenly burst forth from the center of the completely submerged vortex! It swept upwards diagonally!

Its trajectory became an absolute dividing line.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment at that instant.

The next moment——

The tide of the dead has parted...

Like the miracle of Moses parting the sea, but instead of dividing the seawater, it was solidified death itself that was being divided! Where the slash passed, a straight passage was formed!

At the end of the passage, Xiling's figure reappeared, sword in hand, the holy sword pointing diagonally at the ground, her gaze fixed on Ereshkigal, the mistress of the underworld, at the other end of the passage.

"How...how is this possible?!" Ereshkigal's pupils contracted violently; she could hardly believe what she was seeing! That was the manifestation of her underworld's power! It was the army of the dead under her command! And yet...it was so easily...wiped out with a single sword strike!

The immense shock made her instinctively take a step back. She abruptly closed her eyes, wanting to open them again to see if she was hallucinating.

When she mustered all her courage and suddenly opened those beautiful eyes again—

call!

A very slight breeze brushed the golden hair beside her cheek.

Xiling's figure had already silently appeared before her!

Close at hand!

The holy sword that had previously cleaved the raging tide of the underworld had now returned to its sheath, as if it had never been drawn.

Ereshkigal could even clearly see his own reflection in Hiling's eyes—a reflection filled with horror and bewilderment.

"..." Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

Xiling tilted her head slightly and asked in a tone as if she were asking a friend if they still played games: "Still playing?"

These three words were like the last spark that ignited a powder keg!

"Fight! Why won't you fight!" Ereshkigal practically screamed! All the shock and confusion were instantly overwhelmed by an even stronger anger, a mixture of immense grievance and contempt! Her cheeks flushed red from the extreme emotion, and her red eyes burned with a raging fire that seemed to be spitting fire!

She no longer cared about being a goddess or having an elegant fighting style! She gripped her weapon tightly with both hands, and with a resolute air of "I'll fight you to the death," she stabbed it haphazardly toward Xiling's chest, who was right in front of her!

The way it looked was less like an attack from a god and more like a little girl in a fit of rage, waving a stick at someone!

"Whoosh!" The tip of the gun tore through the air with a piercing shriek!

however--

Xiling slid half a step away with remarkable ease.

Missed

"Hmph!" Having missed her target, Ereshkigal was even more enraged. With a twist of her wrist, the gun, whistling through the air, swept towards Xiling's side! The force was enough to shatter mountain rocks!

Xiling dodged again.

"Aaaaah! Damn it! Don't dodge!" Ereshkigal went completely berserk. She swung her weapon wildly, stabbing, sweeping, and slashing at Xiling in a chaotic and unpredictable manner! The ghostly blue flames flew everywhere with her movements, scorching black pits into the ground and rock walls of the underworld.

"Stop!"

"Don't run away if you dare!"

"Take my bullet fair and square, you bastard!"

"Never"

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Chapter 88 Xiling: Welcome to the Party

The cold underworld is bustling, or rather, chaotic, with an unprecedented scene today.

The source of this excitement is only two people.

But even the most exciting show must eventually come to an end.

Xiling crouched beside the underworld mistress, who was completely exhausted of magic and physical strength, and gently poked Ereshkigal's head with her finger.

"Still fighting?"

Lying prone on the cold ground, Ereshkigal barely had the strength to lift her head. She buried her face in her arms, and a muffled voice came from below, carrying a stubborn resignation: "...Fight!"

Upon hearing this, Xiling chuckled and slowly stood up: "Well... you have to get up from the ground first, great goddess of the underworld."

"..." Ereshkigal was silent for a few seconds before uttering a weak, humiliating voice, "...I...have absolutely no strength left..."

"Oh—" Xiling drawled, as if suddenly realizing something, "So that means a temporary truce?"

"No!" the goddess retorted almost immediately, her voice rising slightly, but still weak and feeble.

"No truce?" Xiling raised an eyebrow. "Then stand up."

"...I have no strength..." Ellie's voice waned again.

"Then let's call a truce for now?" Xiling said, as if coaxing a child.

"No way!" Ereshkigal, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly sat up, glaring at Xiling. "Today... today I have to give you, you liar, this! Come here!"

"Liar?" Xiling looked innocent and confused. "What did I lie to you about?"

“You! You lied to me and said you wanted to be friends with me!” Ereshkigal accused.

"I'm not lying to you," Xiling shrugged, her expression open and honest, "Although my initial purpose in coming here wasn't to make friends with you..."

"Look!!" Ereshkigal exclaimed, as if he had found irrefutable evidence.

"—But!" Xiling immediately raised her voice to drown out hers and gave a thumbs up. "That doesn't stop me from finding out later that you... well, you're quite interesting, and I genuinely want to be friends with you, right?"

Ereshkigal was speechless, his face turning bright red, when he heard his logic.

Just then, Xiling's expression suddenly hardened, and she abruptly pointed at Ereshkigal, her tone shifting aggressively: "Besides! In the end, it was you who was in the wrong first!"

"Huh? What...what did I do wrong first?!" Ereshkigal was so startled by the sudden accusation that he shrank back, his imposing manner instantly diminishing.

Xiling began to recount the other person's sins.

I came here honorably to subdue you, to make you realize the situation and join us! And what happened? You were completely out of your mind! You just gave me the "friend zone" card without even asking! I'm totally dumbfounded.

"Plus, your expression just now made it impossible for me to say that I came here to fight and recruit someone as cold and ruthless as you! That's why I came up with this terrible idea, so that's the root of everything."

"—It's all your fault for having such a vivid inner monologue and for unilaterally giving me the card! It's all your fault! You've made things so complicated."

Listening to Xiling's accusations, which were both eloquent and logically sound (a robber's logic), Ereshkigal froze. She thought about it carefully... and it seemed... perhaps... maybe... it really was as the other person said? Had she just been prejudiced and completely misinterpreted the situation?

A tremendous sense of shame swept over her like a tsunami! Her fair cheeks instantly turned bright red, the color spreading all the way to her ears! She could no longer bear it and suddenly covered her burning cheeks with both hands, wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself deep in the underworld on the spot. Even the strands of her hair exuded an aura of shame that made her unable to show her face to anyone.

“Ooh…” Ereshkigal let out a meaningless wail.

"Feel sorry!"

At this moment, Xiling felt as if she had suffered an eternal injustice: "Now you know you were wrong? Apologize? You think you can get away with just a flimsy apology? All you've given me is a half-hearted apology, while what I've given me—my innocence!!!"

"Innocent? Innocent?" A pair of astonished eyes peeked out from between Ereshkigal's fingers as he covered his face.

"That's right! Innocent!" Xiling pounded her chest in anguish. "I, Xiling! I've never been friend-zoned in my entire life! This pure and innocent first time! It was taken away by you so inexplicably and without any explanation! Do you know how much damage this does to the reputation of an upright young man?! You must pay the price for this!"

Ereshkigal was stunned by Xiling's words, forgetting to put his hands down from his face. He said in a flustered and somewhat guilty voice, "Then... how can I make it up to you?"

“Of course it is—” Xiling drawled, looking at the goddess in front of him who was at a loss, he suddenly restrained all his exaggerated expressions and revealed an extremely sincere and gentle smile, while slowly, once again, extending his hand.

"Forgive my previous dishonesty, and then... this beautiful, powerful, somewhat shy yet incredibly earnest mistress of the underworld, Ereshkigal, would you be willing to lay down your weapons... and become my true friend?"

Looking at the hand extended in front of her, and then at the almost unfair smile on Xiling's face, Ereshkigal was completely stunned. This was already the Nth time her brain had gone blank today.

The guy in front of me always has one set of ideas after another.

But unfortunately...

She falls for that.

It would be easy for the other party to kill him. With that previous sword strike, the other party could have easily landed a blow on him, and he wouldn't have had time to react.

The opponent's strength is far superior to ours.

The other party can ignore all reason with you.

So... this time... it's for real, right?

Ereshkigal was torn by inner conflict, yet his hand seemed to be drawn by invisible threads, timidly reaching out to touch the hand that represented his friend—

Xiling suddenly moved! She grabbed her fair, slightly cool hand!

Xiling looked into those wide, surprised red eyes: "You have no right to hesitate, Ereshkigal. This is the price you must pay—use your friendship to atone for my tarnished innocence! It's a deal!"

Ereshkigal lowered his head and remained silent for a few seconds before saying in a low, resigned voice, "...I understand."

Ereshkigal felt a distinct warmth emanating from her wrist, causing her a slight dizziness. Before she could savor it for long, Xiling released her hand, her cheerful voice reaching her ears: "Very good, then let's talk about something else."

But before Xiling could explain what was going on—

“I agree,” Ereshkigal’s voice rang out clearly.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating a clearly audible echo in the vast underworld.

Eh?

The words Xiling was about to say stuck in her throat.

Ereshkigal slowly raised his head.

This time, it was her turn to shine brightly! It was a pure, happy smile, as if she had finally won back a point! Her expression even bore a resemblance to Xiling's earlier demeanor!

Seeing Xiling's stunned expression, Ereshkigal felt all the frustration, embarrassment, and resentment that had accumulated before vanish in an instant!

"I said," she said, her voice clear and crisp, with the lightness of a victory declaration, "I...promise...you!"

Ereshkigal paused deliberately, enjoying Xiling's continued malfunctioning expression, before slowly adding, "Whether you surrender or join your organization... I agree."

Xiling finally snapped out of her daze and saw a completely new side of the goddess in front of her.

“Heh…” Xiling chuckled softly.

Welcome to the team!

Chapter 89: The Underworld Has Been Digled Through

From deep within the earth came a deep, continuous rumble, as if a giant beast was moving through the soil. On a vertical cave wall, the yellowish-brown sand and gravel seemed to come alive, defying the constraints of gravity, flowing upstream along the rough rock face, endlessly surging towards the surface, like a giant drainage pipe efficiently transporting waste.

At the bottom of the cave, Luo Tianyi took a deep breath, faced the hard rock layer in front of her, and issued the command: "Please go out!" The moment her voice fell, the thick stone wall seemed to lose its solid form and turn into a viscous, yellowish-brown water that rushed towards the cave entrance.

Clearly, the continuous flow of sand on the ground was Luo Tianyi's handiwork.

At the top of the cave, Elena, hovering above her broom, waved her wand. The tip of the wand emitted a soft and steady white light, like a small artificial sun, illuminating the vast underground space below as bright as day and dispelling all gloom and dead ends.

Elena scanned her surroundings, alert to any possible unexpected events.

Outside the cave, on the ground, Jiuxiao of Penglai Temple was busy dealing with the sand and soil that had been expelled.

The invisible gravitational field of the Dark Night Twin Wings manipulates these waste materials, smoothing and piling them up as if by an invisible hand, preventing them from blocking the entrance or forming new obstacles.

Elena's primary responsibility is to ensure Luo Tianyi's safety.

Although Luo Tianyi's ability to communicate with all things is the core of the excavation project, she is still just a delicate and weak girl who lacks the strength and reaction speed to deal with sudden dangers. Therefore, Elena's existence is her strongest support.

Another batch of sand mixed with gravel was sent to the surface by Luo Tianyi's power. Above the cave entrance came the clearly weary voice of Penglai Temple Jiuxiao: "Tianyi! It's time! Take a rest!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianyi at the bottom of the cave let out a long sigh. Although the mental energy consumed by manipulating the rock once was not a burden for her, the continuous accumulation of fatigue still made her head feel slightly swollen.

Luo Tianyi raised her small hand and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

Just then, a slightly dull but still cool breeze carrying the scent of earth swept through the cave.

Elena waved her wand, casting a delicate breeze control spell. The air began to flow gently, and the feeling of the breeze was soothing.