343 At the Edge of a Cliff (1/2)

For a reason, no one would ever comprehend, the Terrestrial Expression shifted its attention from Konrad to lock on Ilkaalt, and assailed her with a lightning storm, thereby unwittingly saving Astarte's life.

And as she stared at Ilkaalt's battered form, Astarte failed to comprehend how things aligned themselves so perfectly that right before her life ended, lightning dropped to save her!

”Am I…protected by heavens' will?”

She wondered in a stupor.

”That is not far from the truth.”

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Qehreman, who saw through her mind, wanted to say but restrained himself. And to follow the script, he ”awoke” from Ilkaalt's control and locked a bewildered gaze onto Astarte. Seeing him, she didn't hesitate, vanished to reappear by his side, and pulled him away from Ilkaalt faster than the eye could follow.

”Let's go!”

Although Ilkaalt now suffered grievous wounds, life essence would soon kick in to mend them all. Instead of remaining to tackle an opponent she couldn't defeat, Astarte reckoned it more important to bring Qehreman back to Konrad's side.

But as she abandoned Ilkaalt to the Terrestrial Expression's wrath, little did Astarte know that Konrad himself wasn't having such a good time.

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Although Konrad and Else faced their own lot of suppression, due to the latter's understanding of space laws, their trip went without a hitch. In a matter of a few breaths, Konrad and Else landed on top of the eighteenth peak just before the Bone Mountain.

”It's almost as if…no, it's welcoming us here.”

Else realized as they stood on the cliff facing the Bone Mountain. And indeed, she was right, for not long after they arrived, billowing dark fog filled the sky above them, announcing the arrival of their foes. The Terrestrial Expression didn't reveal itself, instead, summoning its legions to meet the trespassers.

And as the heaven-encompassing darkness that stretched across thousands of miles morphed into the ghastly shapes they were now so familiar with, Konrad was forced to admit that this…was the most formidable army he'd come across in his life.

Three million Ravenous Ghosts bloated the sky, and while the majority could be classified as rabble, more than three-hundred thousand Saint-level Ghosts stood within their rank. And above them, two-hundred Sage-level Ravenous Ghosts, all combined in a startling soul formation. Those Else had exiled also stood among them.

To say nothing of now. Even at his peak, Konrad wouldn't rashly clash with such a force. However, he no longer had a choice. This was one of those situations where only one road stood available.

Ahead.

There was no room for retreat.

”HIIIIIIIIIHIHIHIHIHI!”

The grim sounding chirp-like sounds reverberated within the sky, announcing the Ravenous Ghosts' eagerness to feast in a horrific cacophony.

”Do you regret following me to the Barbarian Continent?”

Konrad asked Else as they stood before this irresistible force.

”Not one bit.”

She straightforwardly replied, and stretched out her hand, causing massive demonic energies to erupt as she summoned her Ankh of Myriad Eternity.

”Why not?”

”Because unlike Yvonne, I can say that I faced death with you. In that area, I win.”

Hearing that frank, jovial answer, Konrad couldn't help but burst into laughter.

”Then, let's make sure you can brag about that in front of her.”