Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 407: Ishtar Being Toyed With

[Ishtar is clearly excited.]

[She gazes at you with burning eyes, as if she has seen the best gift in the world.]

[Then, the celestial boat Maanna also releases magical energy; it is also one of Ishtar's divine artifacts.]

[The beams of magical energy, condensed with extremely high concentrations, fall like raindrops. Although you have the ability to fold space, she is still a goddess standing on this earth.]

[It would be ridiculous not to find a way to break through.]

[The magical energy released by Ishtar is so powerful that it causes the space to tremble; you also sense her rising excitement.]

[After a slight sigh,]

[A faint pink mist of magical energy envelops you, looking as fantastical and beautiful as a flower illusion.]

[You raise your hand toward this goddess.]

[Countless astonishing thunderbolts tear through the air.]

[This pressure would even astonish the gods.]

[Ishtar is unaware that you have mastered such abilities. This level of thunder is no longer a spell but a special ability akin to divine authority.]

"You really have so many surprises.

It's truly intriguing... I regret not having asked Ninsun for you earlier; then I wouldn't have to experience these boring days recently."

The tips of Ishtar's hair were burned to a charred black.

This beauty seemed to have gained a flaw.

This lasted only for a moment.

When Ishtar tied up her hair, the charred ends regained their original luster.

At this moment, the celestial boat Maanna seemed to emit a mournful cry; the magical barrier it constructed was ravaged and trampled by the raging thunder.

This shows how powerful the thunder is.

Setting aside the strength of the thunder itself, Ishtar could also sense a hint of extremely dangerous aura.

It felt like facing a deadly weapon.

The possibility of being killed at any moment was real; indeed, it possessed ominous power capable of killing a god.

"Good, this way I can take it more seriously."

Ishtar's fighting spirit surged.

Seeing this dramatic turn of events, she was successfully provoked into a fighting spirit.

Although Moran's source of power was unknown, she didn't care at all.

Ishtar still believed that she had no possibility of losing and would capture the man before her.

The continuous fierce battle exploded in mid-air.

The collision between divine authority and magical skills released the most brilliant fireworks like a feast.

In the end, the smoke of battle completely dissipated.

The stunning goddess, during this time, did not hesitate to join the fray, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the man before her.

By common sense, this should not happen.

However, Ishtar's actions were never strange; it was indeed possible for her to act on a whim.

She was simply attracted by the man's fighting posture.

—In this world, there are actually people who can give her so many surprises, more interesting than any beast prey in the past.

Such a child cannot be given to anyone.

Only the most beautiful and noble goddess in the world must guide him, allowing him to release the most burning and dazzling light.

Only in this way, by offering everything to the gods, can it align with human values.

"Finally, this is the end. Although my methods were a bit harsh, you should have realized the power of the gods, right?"

Ishtar smiled sweetly as she descended from the sky.

She gazed at Moran, who was sitting on the ground.

The top platform of Uruk's royal city was already in ruins, a result of their battle.

Compared to the radiant and shining goddess, Moran was covered in injuries.

He looked like a trapped beast, bloodied in a cage.

However, against the backdrop of his handsome figure, these injuries appeared quite tragic.

Even Ishtar couldn't take her eyes off him.

Even though he was covered in wounds, he did not lose the luster of a precious gem; this was something she had only witnessed at this moment.

"Become mine. From now on, what you receive will only be my love and blessings. I have never cared so much for any human. You are the first to be treated so specially by this goddess; it's okay to be honored to the point of tears."

Ishtar looked down at Moran with a scrutinizing gaze.

Her delicate fingertips seemed to caress the shattered mirror of glass, sliding along the gears of his jaw.

"You are indeed a stunning goddess; any man who hears such a request from you would probably be captivated."

Moran, sitting on the ground, appeared indifferent.

Faintly, a sense of insincerity was conveyed, but Ishtar completely failed to notice it.

"Even though you lost to me, you can still say such delightful words. However, as long as you notice my charm, there's really no need to understand my matters."

"To make me submit to you is impossible. Because, from beginning to end, you are not a goddess who understands love..."

"Hmph, at this point, you should recognize reality, right? A man who is too stubborn will lose value. If pain needs to be given, I will also bring down suffering at the appropriate time, you know?"

A hint of displeasure crept into Ishtar's tone.

Clearly, she had won.

However, the man before her still did not submit, as if he had not lost at all. freeweɓnovel.cøm

"Stubborn? Ishtar, you might want to see things more clearly. From beginning to end, you have been entertaining yourself; there is nothing real here."

"What...?"

Ishtar was stunned for a moment.

At this point, she finally sensed something was off.

Clearly, the battle between her and Moran was so intense, yet it had not caused any unrest among the people of Uruk.

By common sense, if Ishtar were to fight in Uruk, the high priest in the temple would lead the way to safety.

However, the marketplace and temple of Uruk remained quiet.

This left only one possibility.

"That's right, this battle never happened from the very beginning; everything is just an illusion."

As she spoke, a pink glow emerged from Moran.

This made Ishtar suddenly realize.

Long before she activated the celestial boat, Maanna, for battle, Moran had already cast this illusion.

"Don't try to find me. I don't want to be found, and even the god-king Enlil might not be able to find me."

Moran's lower body dispersed into petals.

This illusion was learned from a certain arrogant flower magus.

He constructed exquisite illusions using a few drops of the Idea Blood of principles, deceiving even the world itself.

That's right, he toyed with the gods.