"Below! Below!"
Despite exhaling more than inhaling, Riddle still managed to spit out two words desperately. It was as if he feared something, his voice filled with horror, and upon hearing it, Ian looked down and saw a black shadow lurking under the Avada Plague.
"What's this!"
Ian hurriedly tried to control his Avada Plague, intending to retreat and engulf the black shadow, yet it seemed nonexistent, completely untouched by magic.
"Damn it! It's the Silent Fog Nightmare!" The Fierce Goddess looked down and saw several moving black shadows around her, exclaiming in disbelief.
Probably due to a reflex, she leapt into the air entirely.
"..."
The Little Wizard also quickly sprang into the air.
"What's this ghost!"
Ian summoned the Fiery Fire, merging it with the Avada Plague, but was still unable to harm the shadows at all, as if they were not in the same dimension as Ian and this world.
"It's a special life form that feeds on memories and secrets. Once touched, one will be drawn into a dream where hidden memories and even secrets one may have forgotten are exposed."
The Fierce Goddess explained nervously.
"But you're a goddess, why fear a special life form?" Ian was greatly puzzled, even though just a will avatar was here, the divine rank nonetheless existed.
Upon hearing the Little Wizard's doubt.
The Fierce Goddess showed a smile more unsightly than crying.
"Guess where this life form was born?"
She still wanted to act as the Riddler at this moment.
"Can't you just say it directly? Put me down! No! Take me out!"
The lifted Riddle screamed loudly.
He saw black shadows appearing on the surrounding walls and couldn't be bothered whether he offended the Divine Spirits or not, feeling a dreadful threat from the soul.
"Simply put, even the Divine Spirits can fall ill, and this creature is born from the Divine Spirits' illnesses. You can completely regard it as a virus nurtured by the Divine Spirits' bodies."
"I can be infected too!" The Fierce Goddess panicked, "The Silent Fog Nightmare mustn't touch me, otherwise, they could warp the past and future through devouring my memories, distorting entire history. This is the most terrifying aspect of the Silent Fog Nightmare, their ability to modify already fixed stories!"
Speaking of which.
The glow from the Fierce Goddess was almost blinding to Ian.
She indeed seemed genuinely worried.
"Apparition! Quick! Apparition!" Riddle grew more terrified with each word, he hadn't seen such magical creatures before and shouted at Ian with all he could.
"Can't move... We've sealed this Divine Hall..." The Fierce Goddess's voice was weak, sounding somewhat guilty. Her words were followed by mocking laughter from all directions.
"It seems his target isn't me or Riddle, but you." Ian saw the most Silent Fog Nightmares surrounding the Fierce Goddess, suddenly realizing Helbo's scheme.
This guy... wants to be a Godslayer, or seize something belonging to the Gods!
"Think of something!"
Ian spoke to the seemingly useless goddess while swinging his Magic Wand, silver light radiating from the tip as Ariana's Patronus form emerged.
This move did work.
The Silent Fog Nightmares around him were somewhat repelled by the Patronus's light.
However.
The Fierce Goddess's side of the Silent Fog Nightmares increased instead of diminished.
"No! That's not a Patronus!" The Fierce Goddess realized her overwhelming light couldn't compare to the microcosmic silver on Ian's Magic Wand. Astonished, she looked at Ian.
But.
Seeing more Silent Fog Nightmares surrounding, the Fierce Goddess couldn't afford to delve into Ian's secrets.
"No choice! I'll have to use my trump card!"
She let out a low growl.
"Use it quickly! Use it quickly!"
Riddle, now covered in some Silent Fog Nightmares on his face, urged.
"Is it the physical descent?"
Ian was somewhat expectant.
Yet.
"No."
The Fierce Goddess gritted her teeth, denying his guess.
"I wouldn't let my true form come to a place full of viruses... so..." She suddenly raised her head, shouting at the dim Divine Hall's ceiling.
"Father! Brothers! Sisters! Help!"
Her voice was penetrating, shooting straight to the heavens.
Indeed it was a Big Killer, the ultimate move.
Indeed a goddess, her voice was unmatched by any mortal.