My mother's love song

Ishtar grabbed Ereshkigal's shoulders tightly.

Ahhh…I’m going to be humiliated.

It would be better to die than to be humiliated by this guy.

Although Ereshkigal had this thought in his mind

The goddess of beauty just looked into her eyes and said.

"Ereshkigal, the light of Venus that you long for, the light that you saw twelve thousand years ago.

Let's think back to the distant past, when we both liked the name of that child. "

"Eh……?"

His breathing stopped.

Ereshkigal's pupils dilated slightly.

It was as if something was traveling through my brain and painting it with another color to cover up the general feeling.

The girl did not feel any discomfort about this. Instead, she felt as if something warm was flowing through her body. When she came to her senses, her face was already in tears.

“Ah…ah…I, I am…”

Ereshkigal, who had shed so many tears that he could only doubt the amount of water in his brain, now finally knew the whole truth and felt the emotion of knowing the meaning of his birth into this world.

Faced with the information that constantly eroded his thoughts, he had the illusion that his brain was being melted.

The memories pouring out of the brain make the existence called self emerge.

So this is ah……

I have liked that child for a long, long, long time.

Then, the other me [Ishtar] was like me, and at that time...

The brilliant light that Ishtar and I saw when the planet was dominated by despair and was about to be broken.

His name is...

"Rod."

The girl whispered the names of her beloved son and lover, tears streaming down her face.

"Yes, that is the name of the child whose fate was intertwined with ours twelve thousand years ago."

"I was already fascinated by that kid long before we met him."

Ishtar said calmly.

"We were alone until we met him."

"Ahh... the goddess who claims to be the smartest in Mesopotamia can't even understand such a simple thing..."

His vocal cords twitched, and Ereshkigal spoke in a broken voice.

"I even...completely forgot about Rhodes' existence."

She was not only regretful, but also desperate.

Of course, Ishtar could not be killed by the magic eyes of a mere vampire.

She must have known that I would become like this, so she deliberately stayed in the dream created by the Rose Mystic Eyes.

"A useless goddess like me...is no longer qualified to stay with him..."

As her elder sister screamed out in the end as if she hated herself, her younger sister reprimanded her in a calm but powerful voice, as if ignoring her scream.

"You are not a useless goddess, I can assure you. To Rhodes, you are irreplaceable."

Ishtar smiled smugly: "Of course the kid likes me more! I hope you can understand your position from now on! Don't always let me push your butt!"

Even so, the goddess of the underworld did not stop crying.

"..."

Ereshkigal bent his knees like this, and continued to cry while squatting.

Ereshkigal was neither joking nor surprised by this scene, he just stood aside and watched her silently.

"All right."

Ereshkigal suddenly raised his head, shook his face vigorously to wipe away his tears, and stood up suddenly from the ground.

"Let's go, Ishtar!" The goddess of the underworld said with a determined look on her face, "Let's beat the vampires who looked down on us to pieces!"

"what……"

Ishtar blushed and scratched the back of her head in embarrassment: “I…well…because I stayed in the dream for too long, it seems I can’t get out.

So the next battle in the real world is up to you."

……

……

……

The true red gradually faded, and the sea of ​​roses also faded away.

"Ah..."

A nauseous and dizzy feeling filled Ereshkigal's head. She barely managed to stand on her feet and support her body, taking in large gulps of oxygen.

After the goddess of the underworld returned to reality from her dream, the beautiful cannibal flower who was the instigator

Rose Gilita Rojian showed a look of astonishment.

“Escaped… out? It’s obviously a spirit that possessed the Servant, but it can actually get out of my eyes…?”

The vampire water demon Smily, who was standing on the water and looked erratic, also felt very incredible: "Luo Jian, what's going on? Why didn't her spirit be devoured by your magic eye?"

Luo Jian was full of anger, gritting her teeth: "Don't ask me, how should I know! Obviously this guy's mental structure is very fragile, it should be impossible for him to escape from my magic eye...!"

It would be fine if it was the overly self-conscious, egocentric goddess of heaven who escaped, but why did it have to be this introverted and gloomy guy?

The vampire princess found it unreasonable.

Smithe laughed teasingly and said, "You are still so useless. Does this make you my enemy?"

"What a noise! ​​It must be a coincidence! Yes, a coincidence!"

"Is the small talk over?"

Ereshkigal's condition had recovered. She tightly grasped the Spirit Peak Spear in her hand and looked at the two high-ranking Dead Apostles in front of her.

"You dared to attack me and Ishtar. You should have realized something by now, right?"

More domineering than usual, the goddess of the underworld is now extremely powerful. After all, she has to work together with the other half of [Ishtar].

"..."

Hearing her say this, Roseanne and Smeale looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Are you planning to challenge the two of us alone?" said the hazy Water Death Apostle.

"It would be fine if you were a real god, but you are just a demigod who merged with humans..." The charming Rose Princess raised her eyebrows unhappily, "We [the 27th Ancestor] are really looked down upon."

At this moment, Smeeley raised her pale arms, and the scenery around her suddenly began to shake, as if an earthquake was getting stronger.

Ereshkigal looked at her warily: "This is from the inner sea of ​​​​the stars...!"

The water demon Smite, the twenty-first seat of the twenty-seventh ancestor, is the only one among the Dead Apostles who can use fantasy materialization.

The so-called fantasy materialization, as the name suggests, is the ability to materialize fantasies.

It is not a natural interference caused by magic, but a pure natural phenomenon.

It is the highest and strongest ability among the spirits with world-touch in the Fairy Realm, which connects one's consciousness directly to the world and changes the world into an environment that matches one's imagination.

If the inherent barrier is the ultimate great magic, then the materialization of fantasy is the ultimate great power.

Bang……!!!

The glass windows of the rooms inside all shattered, and at the same time, a sound like the air being cut was heard.

The crookedness around Smily began to encroach on the entire space.

The entire building was pulsating violently like a heart.

The same was true of the windows, the walls, and the ground in front of Ereshkigal.

Hundreds and thousands of countless space faults appeared just like cutting vegetables, and all things in the universe were crushed and scattered like sea waves.

"!"

Ereshkigal had no time to react, and his body disappeared in that instant.

Distorted, cut off, compressed, swallowed up.

The pulse of the building was instantly gone.

There wasn't even an aftershock, and everything that happened just seemed like a momentary illusion.

Late at night, the tranquility returned

"…It seems that there are some decent vampires in the 21st century."

From the empty space, Ereshkigal's body reappeared.

It was as if she was unharmed, the goddess was intact from her skin to her spiritual clothes.

Seeing this scene, Smilylu raised her eyes: Did she escape the materialization of her fantasy just now?

No, it didn't. It felt like a hit.

Ereshkigal took the blow of the star that obliterated the air and space.

"I see. Is this the protection of the underworld?"

The water demon held his chin with one hand and spoke thoughtfully.

"You have already built your own temple in this era. As long as the underground temple is not destroyed, it will be difficult to eliminate you physically... After all, you are the goddess of death."

"Oh my... isn't that very troublesome?" Rose Princess said with a smile, but her expression didn't show any "troublesome" feeling.

"That's right. We can't completely kill the goddess this way. At most we can only weaken her divinity to the level of an elf."

"Humph, if you don't destroy the coffin, you can't kill it. Gods are just like Dead Apostles."

As soon as the voice fell, Smily and Rojian, two of the twenty-seven ancestors, attacked Ereshkigal in unison.

The blond beauty's enchanting eyes glowed red.

The space around the purple-haired beauty began to distort again.

In an instant, many inexplicable physical phenomena appeared.

The blazing and jumping flames, the terrifyingly thorny man-eating plants, the invisible air blades, the swords and halberds made of gravel, each one of them was worthy of being called a great magic, and they all attacked the black-clad goddess of the underworld in unison!

"I mean... it's me who's being looked down upon."

Ereshkigal stood on the ground that would be razed to the ground in the next second and sighed softly.

"You don't think that I am immortal because I am the goddess of the underworld, do you?"

Suddenly, the Spirit Peak Spear held up by Ereshkigal burst into dazzling light.

"What... is that!?"

It can no longer be considered as emitting light, the divine spear itself has transformed into a blazing spear of light!

The unprecedented scorching light illuminated the interior of the building like daylight.

The countless terrifying supernatural powers released by the vampires in order to destroy the divinity were all burned to ashes before they could touch the burning spirit spear.

And it doesn't stop there.

“What the hell…what on earth is that? Why can you…!!”

The vampire's voice was wavering.

Ereshkigal was merely displaying his power, and that alone was beyond imagination.

"Stop! Stop using that gun and stop releasing that abominable magic!"

The Dead Apostle's voice was mixed with fear.