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"The future depends on who is the victor in this grand divine war."

"Are you so confident that you can defeat me?" Hela said with hostility.

"No." Ereshkigal slowly shook her head: "This is your underworld, your realm. Unless the two worlds merge, and my Netherworld Kur gains the advantage, I cannot defeat you."

"Then why are you here?" Hela retorted, hands on her hips.

"By order of King of Gods, Enlil." Ereshkigal replied calmly.

"Oh? Then are you prepared to fall for your King of Gods?" The moment Hela finished speaking, the aura of death in the underworld began to flow violently. Countless voices of wronged souls merged into one, chanting a death anthem that Ereshkigal did not understand.

Hela was still the same, seemingly well-behaved, but actually wild, never lacking aggressiveness.

Besides Downs, no one could suppress her.

"I will do my best." Ereshkigal responded calmly, as seven Netherworld doors, with the skulls of the dead as their main theme, suddenly appeared before her.

A different kind of death aura began to spread across the desolate wastelands of Helheim.

Needless to say, this was a battle of laws.

The laws of death from two different worlds began to compete for dominance in this land.

Logically speaking, Ereshkigal shouldn't be too weak.

However, the battle was one-sided.

No other reason.

Hela possessed Garm, the hellhound, one of the only two remaining giant beasts in the Jötunheimr world.

Its existence was, in itself, a cheat.

Whether Ereshkigal summoned a bunch of ferocious ghosts, or used bone-based divine arts to launch physical attacks, this thick-skinned hellhound accepted them all without a second's hesitation.

This was its home field, and even more so, Hela's home field.

Whenever Ereshkigal inflicted damage on Garm, Hela would summon the flesh and blood of the dead, instantly smoothing out the wounds on Garm's body.

In addition, a large number of fresh Sumerian god souls had just been incorporated into Hela's underworld. This was the strongest point in time for Hela. Only ten minutes into the battle, and the situation had already turned into a crushing defeat.

All of Ereshkigal's moves were just a desperate struggle.

On the other side, taking advantage of their home-field advantage, Freyr and Thor began to suppress their opponents respectively.

During this time, Downs' divine sight once again transcended the void, gazing with interest at the dilapidated Sumerian world opposite: "Alright, Enlil. Two cups of poison are placed before you, one that will kill you immediately, and one that will kill you later. Which one will you choose?"

There was no way the Sumerian world could escape.

It couldn't escape even if it wanted to, and it couldn't attack its way in.

The entire Sumerian world was like that headstrong goddess, already reduced to a plaything in Downs' hands.

If it dragged on any longer, even if the Jötunheimr world no longer launched attacks, the power of Chaos would engulf the entire Sumerian world.

But if it attacked, Enlil wouldn't have any home-field advantage.

For Enlil, either choice meant 'death'.

For the sake of stability, Downs once again released giant beast souls for reconnaissance, advancing fifty thousand kilometers.

As a result, Downs did not discover a third world interfering in this world war.

Now that was good, Enlil's hesitation was completely seen by Downs, and it was Downs' turn to be happy: "Isn't this the classic 【stubbornness turning into a dilemma】?"

Downs even had the leisure to cross his legs, leisurely drinking the fine wine offered by Queen Medb, while observing the scenery of the three small battlefields.

Unexpectedly, but not so unexpectedly, the first to determine victory was the 【Death Struggle】.

If this battle were placed in the mortal world, it would definitely be a grand and imposing battle.

Ereshkigal's divine power was already at a disadvantage in this enhanced version of Helheim's underworld.

Downs had previously prepared a large number of Order Tablets for the gods, which severely affected the power of the Sumerian Tablets of Destiny.

In addition, the combination of Hela and the hellhound Garm was a typical combination where one plus one is greater than three.

After continuously receiving both physical and divine attacks, Ereshkigal finally couldn't hold on and made a forced error. A protective shield was half a beat too slow, which allowed the massive Garm to seize the opportunity and bite her right leg.

Ereshkigal let out a scream. Before she could break free, Hela suddenly closed in and slashed down with the 【Sword of Helheim】.

"Crack—" Ereshkigal's skull necklace, which represented the authority of death, was actually cut off by the sword.

The collapse of authority caused her divine power to rapidly decline.

Garm received Hela's order, shook its head fiercely, and spat out the battered Ereshkigal.

The slender golden-haired goddess turned into a cannonball, crashing heavily into a huge tomb, instantly blasting out a super large pit.

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Ereshkigal had tried to draw divine power from her own underworld, but unfortunately, the Sumerian world was a bit far away, and the Jötunheimr world barrier was too intact.

Ereshkigal's beautiful lips let out a gasp, symbolizing thirst.

Hela stood proudly on the broad back of the hellhound Garm, hands on her hips, condescendingly overlooking Ereshkigal, who had just been smashed into the pit: "Ereshkigal, the Sumerian goddess of the underworld! I admire your bravery. But this battle should end. Surrender, or perish! You choose!"

A look of indifference appeared on Ereshkigal's delicate face: "For myself, anything is fine."

"Oh?"

"Can I ask one thing?"

"You can ask, but I won't necessarily answer."

"My idiot sister had a whim and ran to raid your King of Gods. How is she?"

Hela shrugged: "Of course, she was captured by our King of Gods, Paulsen."

"Then I surrender." Ereshkigal said very simply.

"Oh?" A playful expression appeared on Hela's face: "What deep sisterly affection."

Ereshkigal didn't answer further. She resignedly stretched out her hands, allowing Hela to add one divine power binding spell after another to her hands and body.

The battle in Asgard ended too quickly, and the outside world could not perceive it.

The battle in Helheim was different.

The battle between the two goddesses of death caused the power of death to surge throughout the underworld.

After capturing Ereshkigal, echoing the victory announcement of the goddess of death Hela, the millions of souls in the underworld simultaneously let out cheers of joy.

This wave of souls was so exaggerated that even the Jötunheimr world barrier had corresponding feedback.

King of Gods Enlil, who was still hiding in the Sumerian heaven, could no longer sit still.

Utu had fallen, Ishtar had rushed into the opponent's lair and disappeared, and then the opponent's goddess of death announced victory. This was equivalent to Sumer losing three core main gods at once!

As the god of wind, Enlil was never a good-tempered master.

In Downs' view, Enlil was hiding, but in fact, this was the result of several primordial Sumerian gods collectively persuading Enlil.