Chapter 813: 801 (1/2)
Title: There She Goes
”Ah!” Nik exclaimed.
”Yeah, this is amazing,” Janet whispered.
What welcomed and warmed the eyes of the invaders of Heven was not a verdant expanse as expected but a very modernized infrastructure. Metal with decorative bushes and trees as far as the eyes could gaze and lots of buildings.
Nik instantly tapped into the infrastructure of the location using [Psychic Aptitude: S-] and in a few seconds, Nik filtered the information of the location— A giant Ark of sorts stranded in some corner of the world. Instead of this ship being a realm, it was a place of exile for those called Angels.
”Huuuu,” Angela took a deep breath. Her wardrobe had effectively changed. She did not wear anything close to her usual skimpy outfits. Although a little saddened by this change, Nik had to accept that Morgan wanted to try covering herself up and that she did by wearing an outfit resembling Brunnhilde. A cut-sleeved, red form-fitting overall layered with bronze-like breastplate, wrist guards, greaves, and boots. With Nik's Uru supply on the decline, he simply used one of many spiritual ores from Glory City to create this piece.
Of course, he wasn't well-versed with smithing but the Nightmare Fusion Pot could fuse items in a whole new shape and that's what Nik did. Still, Angela looked rather cool in her new outfit.
'But bikini armor...' Nik glanced at Angela who had her attention focused at the moment while she clenched her Xiphos.
'If I conquer Angels... maybe I can turn them into my bikini armor Valkyries?' Nik's mind struck a rather appealing thought.
”Psst, he's probably thinking something bad. Don't disturb him,” A faint whisper entered Nik's ears.
”I know. The look on his face tells everything,” another one replied.
Tilting his head slightly, Nik saw Poole and Spider whispering with each other.
'And then there are these two. Get them bodies later so I can have a foursome with... Gwens! No, maybe an orgy? A Nik for every Gwen? Holy! Two Niks for every Gwen!' Nik's gaze brightened as he continued looking at the two Phantoms while Poole and Spider shivered.
”Creepy,” Spider spat.
”Mmm,” Poole nodded with a suppressed grunt but had her phantom thighs pressed together.
”This place isn't Hel so we probably won't get in contact with the ruler so easily... but I do remember that this place is horribly oppressive towards males,” Loki slid her fingers through the strands of her hair with an impudent smirk while Morgan, Janet, Angela, Poole, and Spider turned their attention towards Nik.
”What? I'm not turning into a girl,” Nik crossed his arms and added, ”And no cross-dressing either. Although, I admit that I'd make a wonderful, bulky woman.”
Sighing, Loki shook her head, ”So rigid... well, stiffness is one of your greater qualities but no, it wasn't turning your gender I had in my mind.”
Without waiting for others to comprehend the meaning of her words, Loki raised her hands and shot a green laser of focused magic power. The pillar-like form of energy erupted like fireworks after reaching a certain altitude and needless to say, it was quite loud and attractive from distance.
”Well, this should be our ticket inside Heven's secured areas,” Loki smiled in satisfaction but she continued with a snap of her fingers. Magical energy emanated from her form and covered everyone except Nik and while Morgan had the thought of repulsing Loki's spell, she stayed her hand once she realized that the spell merely disguised her appearance. No, the disguise was a more general term. Loki added something to all of their appearances while Poole and Spider remained unaffected.
”What the—?” Janet gasped and looked down.
”My dress!” She shouted and glared at Loki, ”This is a limited summer collection 1999 dress that you just ruined!” She held the hems of her frilled yellow sundress, ”If you don't explain what's going on right now, I'll turn small, drill in your nose, and become a fucking giant!”
Janet's unusual threat did attract Loki's scorn as the woman snorted, ”Quiet, now. This is just a simple illusion spell. Your dress is perfectly fine. I figured you'd be more upset about your wings,” Loki pointed out.
Startled, Janet tilted her head back and looked over her shoulders while shrinking, and even when she felt no pain and continued to flutter mid-air perfectly fine, and yet, her small wings looked damaged beyond compare. Tattered, shredded, loose, pathetic— you name it!
Not only her, Morgan, Angela, and Loki themselves grew worse by the second.
”Ah,” Nik finally understood what Loki was upto.
He is the bait.
The girls are the damsels in distress.
And the probably converging force of attracted Angels was the prince charming supposed to trample over him and then possibly bring him to an enclosed and protected area of Heven where he will begin his work.
”But... how can you be sure that they won't try to kill me?” Nik sighed.
”Eh? What?” Poole blinked while Spider frowned. Except for Loki, only Nik was privy to her plan due to his basic understanding of the mischievous deity and his own devious mind. In Loki's place, Nik would have done the same thing, maybe worse.
”I'm not. What I'm sure about is that someone who can defeat the Goddess of Death can only be tackled by the Queen of Heven herself, if not her then her strongest confidante and support,” Loki grinned yet her expression looked grim and pale while her lips bled. Her cheeks marred with dirt and her green robe in tatters.
”Cancel it!” Angela growled and moved forward.
They had teleported into an open space. But the collected dust and the lack of maintaining of the area revealed a simple fact that Angela had chosen a secluded location, even a secretive spot known only to her.
”I'm not here to sneak around. Unlike Hela, the Queen is a purebred warrior like me. She killed me once, I'll find the truth about this... and kill her myself.”
”Hmm? You sure, Dear Sister?” Loki smiled, ”I find underhanded tactics in destroying a kingdom most satisfying.”