Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!
Chapter 428: Memories Engraved in the Land

Chapter 428 - 428: Memories Engraved in the Land

"Not bad, I'll use this method."

Moran is a typical doer.

His "Inherent Skill: This is the Eternal Kingdom" can directly connect to the earth veins, thereby achieving the result of building a domain.

In this domain, Moran can explore everything that happens in the domain based on the ley lines. Even reading the memories of the land based on the ley lines is not impossible.

It can be said that when you come to a strange place, you only need to use this ability to connect to the local ley lines to simply and directly understand first-hand information through the land.

[You sensed the ley lines in the underworld]

[Although the rules of the underworld suppress the vitality of the ley lines, you can still connect and mobilize it]

[In this way, there is no problem]

[You are thinking about the location of the Ley line and quickly approaching it, encountering some obstacles along the way.]

"A living being, a living being! It's a living being!"

"Why is a living being in the underworld? We were killed, deprived, without dignity or prayer!"

"Is he here to mock us? To make fun of us?!"

"Die! Die! Go die!"

Surrounding Moran are the dead of the underworld.

They are all spirits who lost their lives due to various causes of death, envying and hating all those who possess life.

Especially someone like Moran, who exudes a strong aura of life.

He is an object of their resentment.

"Although I've been wandering around, and I'm partly to blame, it's not like I wanted to come here in the first place..."

Moran shrugs helplessly.

Looking at the nearly hundred spirits that have been attracted, there is not a trace of tension in his attitude.

"I am the Beast Emperor of Light, and even the supreme gods have no right to decide my life or death. Spirits who have once passed away and hold sorrow, return to your spiritual cages."

Moran faces the oncoming horde of spirits.

He raises his head and casts his gaze upon them.

His black hair, majestic and flowing like a mane, and the radiant light fluctuations emanating from his body are comparable to divine power.

Like raging waves, or the roar of a lion.

The rhythm of that aura stirs the surrounding atmosphere, and the approaching spirits all reveal expressions of shock and fear.

Before they can even let out a wail.

The spirits are all scattered by the brilliant light.

"Phew, as expected, it's quite troublesome for the living to move around in the underworld. Just releasing my aura, I can feel the suppression of the rules, although it doesn't affect me that much...`."

Moran withdraws the power overflowing from his body.

The radiance becomes restrained again.

He did not directly kill these spirits, but simply dispersed and drove them away.

After all, the living should not be in the underworld.

As someone who accidentally trespassed into the underworld.

His presence here already disturbs the rest of the dead, and their hatred of the living is merely their instinct.

Completely killing them would return them to nothingness.

Doing so without the permission of the master of the underworld is somewhat impolite. As a king, Moran still has a sense of adhering to basic etiquette.

It's like accidentally breaking into someone else's home.

And trampling all over their flowers and plants, right?

No one would be happy about that.

"Full Moon, activate the armor. Initiate Hades' Legacy."

Moran gives a simple instruction.

Then, Full Moon on his wrist emits a radiant glow, and a dark armor exuding a gloomy aura is equipped.

In the underworld, it is natural to use power that is compatible with the underworld.

Nothing is more suitable than Hades' Legacy.

"With this, I won't be bothered by the Garula spirits later. Perfectly integrated into the underworld."

Moran raises his hands and says with satisfaction.

[The Garula spirits belong to the underworld and are responsible for maintaining order in the underworld.]

[Although they are called evil spirits.]

[They can be regarded as civil servants and imperial envoys of the underworld, handling all matters within the underworld.]

[Once, Ishtar trespassed into the underworld.]

[As a result, she was demoted by the Garula spirits to before the throne of the underworld's mistress and was pierced through the body by a barrage of spears.]

[You don't think the Garula spirits pose a threat to you.]

[But you don't want to be bothered.]

"But... speaking of the mistress of the underworld..."

Moran pauses slightly when he gets to this point.

He recalls the information about the Moon World and the mythological records in his mind.

The mistress of the underworld—Ereshkigal.

From Sumerian mythology, she is a terrifying ruler of the underworld who sometimes imprisons souls and sometimes unleashes lightning.

But, from the information Moran holds.

She is clearly not like that.

"Well, I won't think about it too much for now. Let's connect to the Ley line first."

Moran temporarily stops his superfluous thoughts.

He decides to connect to the Ley line first.

[With the divine armor filled with Hades' Legacy.]

[You walk in the underworld without being disturbed by death and cold. The dead and the Garula spirits treat you as air.]

[This journey is completely unimpeded.]

[Soon, you arrive at the location of the Ley line and successfully connect to the Ley line beneath the underworld.]

[At the moment of connection.]

[You see the long past of this land, and the initial appearance of this underworld.]

[You see the joyful appearance of the mistress when she first arrived in the underworld, and her grand wish to create a perfect kingdom.]

[And, what happened after that.]

Thousands of years have passed since she first descended into the underworld.

The girl has been diligently working for a long time.

"?Guh... It can't be helped! It's been thousands of years, right!? No one has come to help at all!

I can't do it. In this cold world, asking me to warm it up all by myself... There's no way I can do it!"

The girl has been working hard for thousands of years.

From the initial ambition to the gradual hardships, and finally to recognizing how difficult this reality is.

Everything is too difficult.

The rules of the underworld are something she cannot change, and the cold and death here prevent the existence of life.

The girl cannot build a paradise with her own power.

She cannot fill this underworld with warmth.

"I can't count on the gods either. After that great war, most of the gods' divinity has faded. The seven pillars of the judges are just automatic clay tablets that recite legal provisions...

Also, the seven gates of the underworld won't say anything unless I order them to!"

The girl holds her head and laments in distress.

For thousands of years, it has been like walking in a swamp.

The more she wants to move towards the goal of that ideal country, the more she feels tired and exhausted.

It seems that she is not getting closer to the goal.

The distance to it has always been very far.

All the efforts the girl has made have not had much effect, and the underworld is still full of desolation and coldness.

This land cannot grow a single flower.

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