Chapter 1015: Chapter 770: The Advancing Valkyrie
The commotion and screams immediately echoed under the night sky.
"What happened...!?"
Hearing the sudden explosions and seeing the flames and black smoke rising into the sky, Ishtar panicked.
A terrifying thought suddenly appeared in her mind.
"Lord Ishtar!"
At this moment, the male consort Tumuzi rushed in from outside, also full of anxiety.
He brought a piece of information.
Information that confirmed Ishtar’s recent thought, but still seemed unbelievable.
"Someone has attacked Fengyue Street!"
This sentence left Ishtar’s mind momentarily blank.
"...Attack?"
Who was attacked?
Fengyue Street?
Does that mean we were attacked?
Who attacked us?
Who dares to attack the renowned Istar Clan of Orario?
The frenzied Ishtar quickly locked her gaze onto Reiger.
"The Loki Familia...!?"
That’s right, there are only three families in all of Orario that dare to attack the Istar Clan, whose faction level reaches A.
One is the Ganisa Clan.
But the Ganisa Clan, being the city police, wouldn’t commit such lawless acts against city order.
One is the Loki Familia.
As one of Orario’s dual rulers, the city’s strongest faction naturally has the capability to attack the Istar Clan.
"Did more than just the [Limit Breaker] from the Loki Familia come this time, did they all attack...!?"
Ishtar could only think this way.
Thinking this, Ishtar forgot.
Besides the Loki Familia and the Ganisa Clan, there was a third familia in Orario that dared to assault the Istar Clan.
That was another of the city’s strongest factions.
"Boom!!!"
Amidst the shocking explosion, from the entrance of Fengyue Street onwards, buildings unknown in number were set ablaze and collapsed in towering fires.
A group of fully armed adventurers, carrying various weapons, without any racial pattern—be they humans, elves, beastmen, Amazons, dwarves, or even halflings—all mixed together and appeared in Fengyue Street.
They invaded from all directions, their faces void of emotion.
Some ran swiftly on the rooftops, others sprinted on the streets, some wielded staves, chanting magic, and unleashed flames, lightning, storms, and frost-like supernatural forces, brutally attacking the surrounding buildings, creating scenes of screams and roars.
Undoubtedly, these were the people who attacked Fengyue Street.
Some tried to resist, but faced unimaginable fierce attacks and quickly fell.
Some attempted to flee, but they completely ignored them, focusing solely on creating devastation.
They didn’t cooperate or coordinate, fighting individually, yet with overwhelming power overcame everything.
That power made it hard to believe they were adventurers like themselves.
With levels not below Lv.3, and many being Lv.4, they were an incredibly powerful group of adventurers.
If there was anything consistent about them, it was a crest embroidered on their clothes or equipment.
An outline of a Valkyrie’s profile edged with golden jewelry.
Seeing this crest, many panicked tourists who were fleeing widened their eyes.
"Th-that’s the emblem of the Freyja Clan...!?"
"It’s the Freyja Clan!"
"The Freyja Clan attacked Fengyue Street!!!"
People’s panic and fear instantly increased several times over, even tenfold.
A unilateral attack launched by the city’s strongest faction!
This situation exceeded many people’s mental limits, causing gods and mortals alike to flee as if they’d seen a devil.
The combat prostitutes who attempted to resist were also scared stiff, collapsing to the ground, unable to lift their weapons again.
Especially when that silent group appeared.
"What a boring battle."
"There’s no challenge whatsoever."
"At this rate, there’s no need for us to step in."
"This is utterly boring, let’s wrap it up quickly."
The four human warriors, either carrying swords, holding spears, wielding axes, or brandishing hammers, each voiced their complaints one by one.
"Ultimately, they’re just a bunch of lowly wretches, it’s foolish to even think of strategies against them."
"...It seems that with just a swing of my demon sword, the ground here could be drenched in blood."
The magic swordsman, a white elf, showed a look of disgust, while the black elf smirked coldly.
"What a farce."
The young cat person looked as if he had seen something repulsive, glaring at the street engulfed in flames and filled with screams, like looking at a pile of trash.
"Lord Frey, we can move forward."
As for the pig warrior, he always remained beside his revered goddess, making no comments, just stating the facts objectively.
Watching this group of adventurers with an aura distinctly different from the others, it was not so much awe-inspiring as it was overbearingly ominous, causing people hiding around to shiver.
"[Flame Gold Four Warriors]...!"
"[White Demon Staff] and [Black Demon Demon Sword]...!"
"[Chariot of the Goddess]!"
"And and and and and... also..."
"[The Strong One]!"
This was no longer screams, but a wail.
The officers of the Freyja Clan made their collective appearance, causing all adventurers to instantly lose their composure and shout aloud.
Even those sneaky gods, every single one of them, couldn’t help but tremble.
Because the silver-haired goddess being shielded by this group of fierce first-rate adventurers had personally arrived at this battlefield.
"Freyja!"
On the open-air balcony of the goddess’s palace, Ishtar, who could now see the attackers clearly, suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, sitting down on her bottom.
Her face was filled with terror, her eyes were full of fright, and her voice was full of disbelief, making her cry out loud.
"How can... How can it be you...!?"
This question was also the first doubt in the minds of many gods and humans.
Why would the Beauty Goddess Freya personally come to Fengyue Street?
Why is the Freyja Clan attacking the Ishtar Clan?
Why exactly?
The answer is actually quite simple.
"Because you meddled with the person she fancied, you fool."
Gazing at the scene of destruction, the only person who had not lost his composure murmured to himself.
"Ota."
Amidst the fierce warriors, under the command of the silver-haired beauty goddess, she issued a merciless order.
"Attack, as long as they’re from the Ishtar Clan, take them all down."
The ruthless instruction was met with only one unified response from the fierce warriors, each with a different facial expression.
"Yes."
The pig warrior nodded, pointing a finger, and numerous adventurers from the Freyja Clan shouted and charged out, destroying, ravaging, and devastating everything within sight.
"Let’s go."
Freyja ignored the tragic scene, walking alone in the fiery ruins.
The fierce warriors immediately followed, and their demeanor was not that of battling, but more like escorting their goddess for a stroll on the street.
They didn’t need to fight; they just had to protect their revered goddess without any mistake.
After all, against the likes of the Ishtar Clan, there was no need for them to take action; they could resolve it smoothly.
Thus, led by the Beauty Goddess, they arrived before the goddess’s palace.
It was only here that they finally stopped for the first time.
However, it was not the insignificant Ishtar Clan that stopped them, but a boy who seemed to have no presence, standing in front of the palace gates with complete calmness, showing unflinching composure even when facing the city’s fiercest thugs.
"You came pretty quickly."
The boy spoke calmly.
Yet his appearance made these fierce thugs show, for the first time, the look of facing a formidable enemy.
"It’s you?"
Ota narrowed his eyes.
Beside him, the expression of the young cat person with a spear suddenly turned vicious.