blueteamnovel Chapter 138: Chapter138-Abnormal Heat
Chapter 138: Chapter138-Abnormal Heat
"What's wrong, still feeling uneasy?"
John had remained silt throughout the journey, prompting Elaria to ask curiously, "Are you worried about us?"
"Well... a bit, I guess I've developed a habitual way of thinking."
John exhaled deeply, gazing into the distance at the half-destroyed Mine No. 3. An inexplicable sse of irritation welled up inside him.
This feeling came without reason, leaving John himself unsure of what was bothering him.
His expression grew more rigid, making it difficult for him to bld in with the others.
Noticing John's odd behavior, Exiled Immortal quickly caught up to him and gtly patted his shoulder.
"John, ever since you returned from the underworld, I've ssed something off about you. What exactly happed? Tell us about it. Talking it out might help you feel a bit better."
"What happed... where should I begin? So many things happed, it's like my worldview was trampled on."
John gave a bitter smile, slowing his pace alongside Exiled Immortal. He said in a somber tone, "In the underworld, I saw [gods] and witnessed their overwhelming power, a power that evokes despair. I can't fathom how we could ever hope to resist them."
"Saw... [gods]?"
Exiled Immortal swallowed hard, eyes filled with disbelief.
"John, could it have be a hallucination?"
"I wish it were, but... unfortunately, it wasn't. The lord of the underworld, Hades, the Norse god of war, Tyr, the goddess of death, Hera—those names from myths stood right before me, shattering all my illusions.
I can't help but wonder, what has happed to this world?
Why are we forced to partake in this damned game, risking our lives for a future that seems almost hopeless?"
"And those beings who control us at will, deciding our life and death, why must they do this? I can't understand, I really can't. Maybe this is a question I will never get an answer to."
As he finished speaking, John could clearly feel the group's mood turn heavy.
He could only give a helpless smile and say, "Ah, what am I ev complaining about? Just ignore what I said, treat it as the ramblings of a madman."
"John..."
Lily gtly bit her lip and took my hand, softly comforting, "How about we go back, John? Take a good rest and don't put so much pressure on yourself. None of this is your fault."
"Yeah, John, putting too much pressure on yourself will only drive you crazy. I might not fully understand the boundaries betwe illusion and reality you speak of. To me, everything here is real, as real as can be.
But I think, no matter the reason, any god who destroys your home and forces you into this world is a complete jerk!
"Keep it on, you'll get heatstroke otherwise."
John gave a bitter smile, pinched Elaria's flushed cheeks, and said softly, "Don't worry about me."
"Of course! The currt temperature is no differt from wh I'm forging weapons in the workshop. It's eerily hot; something's definitely wrong! Something must have happed."
Old Mac spoke with conviction, pointing towards Mine No. 3, which was now within sight.
He continued, "It looks like the heat is coming from inside the mine. We must be careful. Ordinary things can't cause such an abnormal temperature."
...
Meanwhile, inside Mine No. 3!
[Deception] looked at the scorching magma beath his feet and, without a momt's hesitation, jumped straight in.
However, the imagined scario of being instantly swallowed by the magma and melted into a pool of blood did not happ.
On the contrary, [Deception]'s body continued to sink.
As he was fully submerged in the magma, a sudd ssation of weightlessness came over him.
"Found you!"
The messger of [God of Fire and Craftsmanship Hephaestus]!
"This aura... Ha, so it's those maggots from the [Abyss]. I could smell the stch of decay from afar."
"Oh, oh, oh, that's not very polite. I came here with the inttion of making frids, and this is how you treat your guest?"
[Deception] walked forward, casually picking up a dagger about the lgth of a forearm, and examined it closely.
"The blade is sharp, gleaming with a cold light, and the weight is just right. It's neither too light to be uncomfortable nor too heavy to exhaust one's strgth.
I must say, it lives up to being crafted by the hand of Hephaestus's messger.
It's an exceptional weapon in both appearance and functionality."
"Put it down. A fool like you isn't qualified to appreciate my work. State your purpose, [Deception]. Have you come seeking cooperation, or to challge me?
If it's the former, you can leave now. I'm not interested in collaborating with the [Abyss].
If it's the latter, I hope you're ready to leave your life here."
As he spoke, [Divine Emissary] lifted his head, revealing a gigantic hammer in his hand. Just by looking at it, one could tell it weighed a thousand pounds!
If that hammer struck, it would likely be a death blow on the spot!