"There's no reward for completing a mission ? It seems that with my current strength, this level of task no longer triggers potential missions."
Flying at high speed through the air, Blake mused. The last Familia War Game with the Apollo Familia triggered a quest, granting him many luck points and the right to use the Divine Spear Longinus. But this time, after returning to the dungeon world, apart from getting luck points for kissing Hestia, everything else had been very calm.
"Never mind, maybe it's a matter of scale." Blake then shook his head, casting aside the distracting thoughts. He decided to return to Orario first. With the commotion he'd caused, Hestia might be in some trouble. The next moment, Blake's crystalline blue eyes flickered, and his speed surged again. He rushed towards Orario at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, causing the surrounding air to flow unnaturally, creating gusts of wind.
At Babel Tower, the two sides were still in a standoff. On one side were the gods intensely curious about Blake, wanting to unearth all his secrets. Ishtar, in particular, was quietly showing signs of becoming their leader. On the other side were Hestia, Loki, Hephaestus, Freya, and some of Hestia's divine friends. A small minority of gods, though equally curious about Blake, maintained a neutral stance, quietly observing, like Ganesha.
CREAK…! Just then, the door to this huge meeting room was suddenly pushed open, startling all the gods, who looked over. There, Blake, dressed in white, walked in with unhurried steps, strolling casually, showing no restraint despite the presence of the gods.
"Hestia, I've come to take you home." Blake coolly scanned the surrounding gods, then shifted his gaze to Hestia, his expression softening as if thawing, and said softly.
"Blake, how did you come back so fast?" Hearing this, Hestia snapped back to reality and said excitedly. She had fantasized about Blake coming to help her resolve these troubles during this time, and it had actually become reality.
"This brat..." Loki also recovered, muttering. Blake was truly a mysterious figure; no one, neither human nor god, could discern his limits. Hephaestus also showed a relieved smile. For some reason, after Blake appeared, she inexplicably felt that this farce could finally end. Yet, the arrival of Blake, the person involved, should only cause more turmoil in the hall.
"Blake…" Freya, meanwhile, gazed at Blake with infatuation, her eyes filled with obsession.
"Blake, you've come just in time. We have questions for you. How did you manage to go from LV.1 to LV.7?! Tell us quickly; this is something of great significance to the entire world!" Just then, Ishtar suddenly spoke, looking at Blake with a sinister gaze.
"That's right, child, tell us quickly. Such a matter cannot be obstructed for personal gain, hindering the progress of the mortal world."
"Offer it up. If you do, you'll be a hero to humanity, revered by future generations, becoming a complete legend, a peak existence no one can surpass!" As soon as these words fell, the other gods also spoke up, their eyes burning with fervor. They resorted to threats, inducements, and persuasion. At this moment, how were these high-and-mighty gods any different from humans? They were merely a bit stronger, with abnormal racial talents, nothing more.
"I say, you are too much of an eyesore. Shut up." Blake looked contemptuously at these self-righteous so-called gods who wished they could devour him whole. He spoke mercilessly, his crystalline blue eyes glinting with a chilling light that sent shivers down their spines!
Hearing this, Hestia, Loki, Hephaestus, Freya, and the neutral gods were all stunned. They never expected Blake to dare defy these gods head-on.
"You!" The other gods were greatly angered, glaring furiously. When Apollo was similarly criticized by Blake earlier, they only felt schadenfreude. They never expected it to be their turn now. At this moment, they finally experienced an unusual feeling, a surge of volcanic rage… Although their divine power was sealed, they were still gods. For a mere mortal to dare be so disrespectful to them was simply unforgivable! Did he think that just because he gained such power, he could disrespect them?!
As for Ishtar, she revealed an even more cruel expression. She had been humiliated by Blake before. However, now that Blake dared to be so arrogant in front of so many gods, she began to anticipate his miserable downfall.
"If you dare to make my Hestia sad, then you must be prepared. Prepared to be annihilated by me."
However, before they could voice their angry words, Blake spoke again, faintly erupting with terrifying power and an aura that felt like a natural enemy to gods, causing all the gods to shiver and look at Blake with suspicion, temporarily quieting down. Of course, they didn't take Blake's word "annihilate" seriously. They merely interpreted it as Blake wanting to annihilate their Familias. Clearly, they still believed that Blake did not have the strength to threaten them, nor the guts to attack them directly.
"Since you've quieted down, let's talk about serious matters." Seeing that the gods had finally been suppressed and pacified by him, Blake said indifferently. His gaze lingered on Ishtar, whose expression was dark.
"As the victorious party, I command the Ishtar Familia to immediately disband, and Ishtar is permanently forbidden from entering Orario! The Freya Familia shall hand over eighty percent of its resources to our Familia within three days."
Noticing Blake's intent, although there were many surprising things and touching emotions, Hestia managed to compose herself and spoke.
".....!!!" Hearing this, the expressions of all the gods changed again. And Ishtar's expression twisted even further, completely ruining her beautiful face.
"I don't mind." Compared to Ishtar's hideous expression, Freya was incredibly calm, waving her hand as if she didn't care. However, her gaze, fixed on Blake, never wavered, instead becoming even more fervent. Her eyes shimmered, as if she was making a decision.