Chapter 157 Power leveling 1 (2/2)
”yeah and then I got wrecked...”
”well at least you're still alive”
”yeah that's true...”
both Mars and Info fell silent, then Info waved her hand and made a bowl of sweets appear along with a tea set, then she served tea for Mars and leaned her head in her hands before she asked
”what level are you right now?”
”level 55”
”I see... so that's why you got wrecked”
”what do you mean Info?”
”well at level 70 you unlock a skill most living gods use when they fight each other”
”huh... and what does that skill do?”
”it suppresses the effects dying and makes you able to use all of you status at once”
”that sounds.... awesome”
”yeah well that's only the basic version”
”I see... what level is Yirmir?”
”that piece of trash? high 60's”
”I see... wait why are you calling him a piece of trash?”
”because he tried to curse me once”
”I-I see.... and how did that go for him?”
Info narrowed her eyes
”poorly”
”well as expected...”
Mars sipped his tea for a few moments before he suddenly asked Info
”hey Info do you mind if I kill Yirmir?”
”no I don't feel free to do whatever, I mean it would be a pain to support a new living god but better than having Yimir continue to exist”
”I see, then it alright if I kill him?”
”yup, I certainly don't mind... sorry Mars something has come up”
”what's wrong?”
”it's you elder sibling that messing with the cycle of reincarnation again.... after I specifically told her to drop it!”
Mars felt the fury rise form Info and quickly stood up from his chair as she waved her hand and made the table, chairs and the tea set disappear into thin air before she floated over to the altar and sat down
”sorry Mars, it's not that I don't want to talk with you more... it's just...”
”I know, see you Info”
”bye Mars”
the cyan light drained from the avatars eyes as they turned into black obsidian and a cold unfeeling voice sounded out in the prayer room
[DECENED ENDED, POWERING DOWN ISOLATION BARRIER... COMPLETE, ENTERING SLEEP MODE...]
Mars gave a sigh and turned and left the prayer room...
In another part of Alfan a hysterical voice sounded out
”WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY!?”
the voice came from a woman with long black hair, if not for the twisted expression on her face one would be blind not to call her beautiful, but alas her fury twisted her otherwise pretty face into that of a demon as she continued screaming at the top of her lungs
”WHY DID HE HAVE TO DIE, WHY CAN'T I BRING HIM BACK!?”
as the woman screamed towards the sky a formless pressure descended which made the woman's face twist even more
”HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOURSELF HERE INFORMATION!”
in response to the woman's hysterical cries the formless pressure seemed to let out a sigh before it suddenly spoke
[you know this won't bring him back right?]
”I'M A LIVING GOD, I WILL BRING HIM BACK NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I HAVE TO TRY!”
Information gave yet another sigh and shifted her gaze form the woman to what she was sitting on, it was a pile of corpses, no calling it a pile would be an understatement it was a mountain of corpses several hundred meters high, the corpses were all without exception twisted and torn making it so no corpse was whole without a doubt theses people all died a horrible death suddenly the hysterical woman seemed to calm down and whispered
”I see, it's because it's not enough... I need more corpses, more people to die then maybe he will come back to me...”
then she stood up and floated off the small mountain of mangled corpses, her destination unknown even to the archangel Information that watched her fly off into the distance