Chapter 463: What Was stuffed into the Goddess's Brain That Made Her Vomit
Stella, whose divine name was Aphrodite, was currently making Ena quite displeased with her behavior.
After suddenly approaching Yuri, this woman had noticed Yuri's embarrassment and started mocking her.
Her laughter made Yuri's face flush so red it seemed about to emit steam, looking as if she might faint at any moment.
"How utterly timid. It's just a dream sequence after all," Stella declared arrogantly, hands on her hips with her nose slightly upturned, her tone dripping with disdain.
The other party had wanted to ask whether the precognitive visions she'd seen were related to Stella's side, particularly regarding a bizarre Demon God. When mentioning this Demon God, the shrine maiden had been trembling with fear.
Then Stella, catching a certain scent and noticing the situation below the shrine maiden's waist, deduced what had happened and laughed without any consideration for the other's dignity.
"So? What did they look like? What exactly did you see?" she asked, still carrying a hint of arrogance though genuinely curious inside.
Because this shrine maiden claimed to have witnessed the Beast of the Apocalypse 666 destroying the earthly world, and according to Stella's knowledge, her rival Athena seemed to be searching for this very Beast of the Apocalypse 666.
Rumors said this Beast of Revelation was also connected to Pandora's Box.
"It was... it was..." Yuri couldn't find the words to continue. How could mere verbal description convey what she had truly witnessed?
More importantly, as she reached this point, memories of today's nightmare scene surged through her mind again, causing her body to tremble violently to the point she couldn't speak.
"What was it? Can't say? Such fearfulness, how useless. That said, just through description alone, I can't possibly understand what you saw or compare it to anyone I remember."
The goddess seemed quite verbose. After saying this, she reached out and touched Yuri's forehead.
At that moment, Yuri felt a foreign consciousness intruding into her mind, penetrating her spirit, attempting to browse through her memories.
Instinctively resisting, Yuri actually managed to block this will.
"Oh? You actually blocked this goddess's will. Quite impressive," came what sounded like praise, but Riona nearby could tell Stella was slightly frustrated and covering her embarrassment with false compliments.
Riona was also surprised—to be able to block a god's mental intrusion proved this shrine maiden was truly extraordinary.
"Relax, I won't peek at your memories, nor will I look at your memory of wetting yourself just now," the goddess said bluntly, making the shrine maiden blush intensely.
"Just imagine the scenes you saw appearing clearly and transmit them to me."
"Ah, y-yes~" Yuri responded timidly with a nod.
Thus, the terrifying images surged up again from the depths of her memory.
"Yes, yes, just like that, show me what you saw—" The voice cut off abruptly, startling Riona nearby.
What happened to Stella?
That originally arrogant face suddenly turned pale green rapidly, her pupils trembling violently.
The next moment, the goddess stumbled backward in terror, and then—
"Bleaaargh!!!"
The goddess governing love and beauty was vomiting violently, seemingly nauseated by something she had witnessed.
No, it seemed she had seen something too horrifying, causing her to vomit from fear.
Riona could also see the goddess's body trembling—this was terror.
"Stella, what did you see? To be this frightened?"
"W-who's scared, Bird Girl!"
"Is that so? Then why are your legs shaking?"
"It's from walking too much, my feet are just numb."
"Heh heh heh."
"Wh-what are you laughing at? You should take a look too!"
Flustered and enraged, Stella transmitted her thoughts, conveying the scene she had witnessed to this infuriating woman.
"Hey, receive it!"
But the other party refused to accept.
"Listen, it might really be connected to our world—it could be a scene of humanity's extinction."
"Humanity's extinction?"
This made Riona frown.
The Stella before her didn't seem to be lying. After a moment's hesitation, Riona accepted the transmitted mental imagery.
In the next instant, Riona found her surroundings abruptly shifting—
She seemed to have entered a frozen three-dimensional coliseum scene, where she saw humans? And non-humans? Were those gods?
But before she could carefully examine the appearances of those figures, something even more visually striking captured her attention.
It was a tentacle—a massive tentacle.
Tentacles were already particularly disgusting things for girls.
But the tentacle before her was even more spine-chilling—it appeared to be composed of countless compressed humans, and those countless humans seemed to be squirming.
This tentacle shot out from the side of the angels, tearing apart some of them, with one angel even impaled on the tip of the tentacle.
This scene made it seem as though the horrifying human-constructed tentacle was hunting gods, as if it were bringing about the end of the world?
In the next instant, the scene before Riona shattered instantly. She forcibly pulled her consciousness away from such a disturbing vision, fearing that if she continued watching, her mind would break.
"Haha, how was it? Look at yourself—you're so scared you've collapsed."
The mocking voice reached her, and as Riona regained her senses, she realized she wasn't standing but had collapsed onto the ground, hugging herself and trembling.
"Do you think it would be funny if that scene actually appeared in our world, Stella?"
Riona's words choked off Stella's follow-up taunt in her throat.
"Hey, was that scene just a pure nightmare of yours?"
Stella immediately turned to question this shrine maiden.
"I-I don't know either."
"What do you mean you don't know? You—"
"Can you, this promiscuous goddess, shut up?"
Such a sudden interruption made Stella's face stiffen, and she glared at the black-haired girl holding a Divine Artifact.
"Y-You, who are you calling p-promiscuous?"
"Who do you think? Isn't Aphrodite the goddess of lust? She betrayed her husband and fooled around with many male gods, often holding indecent and promiscuous parties—"
Ena's words made the goddess before her so angry that steam seemed about to shoot from her nostrils, and fire nearly erupted from her eyes.
Her cheeks swelled as if about to explode.
"You spouting nonsense—do you want to die?!"
"Who's dying isn't certain yet!"
"Good, very good!"
A battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out.
Suddenly, both their expressions changed drastically because the surrounding light abruptly darkened.
The sun outside seemed to have vanished—a starless night had descended.
Immediately stepping outside, they saw a silver-haired girl of about sixteen or seventeen, wearing an ancient white gown—a being known to Ena, a native of this world.
That was—the Heretic God Athena.