Chapter 1008 - 4: There Is Still Hope!

Chapter 1008: Chapter 4: There Is Still Hope!

Once people lose a sense of distance, they often no longer have any image burden...

Besides, both parties face the same situation. In the face of crisis, it is only natural to form a unified front, which naturally allows relationships to quickly strengthen...

"I’ll help too!"

Taking a deep breath, the blonde girl casts aside any care for her demeanor.

She directly kneels on the ground, her small hands forcefully scraping the solid earth, her little face taut and tense.

Athena is still quite cautious. Before leaving, she forcibly sealed Guinevere’s Curse Power with a Secret Technique. Now unable to use any Magic, no matter how many titles Guinevere might have, or how distinguished her original form, at this moment, she is no different than an ordinary person.

However, thankfully, when she was coerced into making the Holy Grail emerge from the ground, she had already had an idea, and had made "Steel" surface close to the ground in advance—

Just hidden beneath the surface, not revealed, now it should just need a little more effort to be dug out.

This is also a necessary condition for the plan’s implementation. The premise is that it’s realistic and has a feasible possibility of realization.

"Huff... huff... oh!!"

The blonde girl, panting heavily, her black dress stained with mud and grass clippings, in her suppressed determination and fierce effort, quickly digs into the earth, but in the next moment, she instinctively retracts her hand as if electrocuted, letting out a cry of pain.

Yet at the same time, joy flickers in her eyes. Such sharp ominousness.

"Found it!!"

A very long double-edged sword appears in the pit, but it’s already a piece of broken scrap metal, the blade full of rust.

Boom——!!

Seemingly because Guinevere’s blood dripped onto it, it was quickly absorbed by the blade.

A twisted lightning bolt descends from the heavens, striking upon it. As the presence of the Thunderbolt dissipates somewhat, the rusted iron sword in the pit undergoes a transformation akin to rebirth, no longer showing signs of decay, becoming a blade that radiates a platinum glow.

"What nerve you have, even daring to awaken the forbidden Steel!!"

An enraged voice echoes.

Guinevere’s expression shifts from joy to rigidity and stiffness, she raises her eyes to find the silver-haired Goddess already present upfront, anger blazing hotly in her youthful eyes. Always calm, Athena now reveals, in a certain sense, a rather fierce expression.

She was out only briefly, quickly sensing the possibility of a diversion and immediately realized, decisively returning to defend.

The furious gaze roams back and forth over the two, the young Goddess extremely agitated.

She feels she was too careless, allowing these two to conspire right under her nose, their plot almost succeeding... How could they possibly deceive her, when she never let down her guard, what lie or trick could ever evade her notice?!

A being whose memory has not yet awakened...

A fallen Divine Ancestor, who long forgot the glory of being an Earth Mother Goddess...

What abilities could these two possibly have to stir up chaos in her hands, even if combined? The more she thinks, the more unsettled she feels, Athena’s expression grows somber, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two, finally freezing on Guinevere, cold eyes emitting a chilling intent.

Definitely something wrong!

Even if uncertain of the reason, there must be a problem with one of these two... having previously been unaware, she was confident in controlling them, which was reasonable. But now perceiving something amiss, if no response is made, it would be far too foolish.

Then let’s eliminate Guinevere first, remove this shameful compatriot, send her into rebirth once more...

"...!!"

The blonde girl, sensing something wrong, is suddenly chilled, showing an expression of terror.

She knows that’s the cold wind blowing from the Netherworld, aiming to seize all Life, impartially descending the breath of death... Athena indeed intends to eradicate her!

What to do, what to do, what to do...

The opponent returned too quickly, she only managed to awaken the Divine Blade’s clone with her vital blood, not in time to break the Guardian’s Curse. Her uncle just forcibly manifested once to create an opportunity, short-term descent again is impossible, seems no matter what it cannot align!

Pupils frozen, Guinevere’s slender body unconsciously begins to tremble, feeling as in the cold winter wind, her body quivering, Power and heat rapidly draining away, completely seized.

Consciousness begins to blur...

She is anxiously and yet powerlessly fearful, not all things proceed as planned, ultimately failing...

"Who?!?"

The radiant Holy light bursts forth, like the shining silver moonlight of the Celestial Realm, bringing vibrant life and warmth, immediately dispelling Guinevere’s chill, pulling her back from the brink of death, as awareness and thought return she hears Athena’s angry reprimand, simultaneously seeing a noble silhouette—

Long silver hair fluttering in the wind...

A majestic Valkyrie descending from the sky...

A girl enveloped in pure brilliance brandishing the Holy Sword stands in front...

—At this moment, history seems eternally frozen at this point, space still, focusing on this exquisitely beautiful scene.