### Chapter 720: 20. Declaration of War
A massive gap within the sanctuary revealed dazzling golden light, swallowing the ship along with all its occupants in an instant. Soon, as the bow of the ship entered the gap, the long-sealed interior of the Angel Lord’s Sanctuary finally came into Fisher’s view.
Inside, there was a swirling white mist, reminiscent of the ethereal clouds from thousands of years ago. With just one glance, Fisher regained the familiar feeling from when he first ascended to the Holy Realm. Gou Wen seemed to have not set foot in the Holy Realm for a long time, especially since it had vanished for a thousand years, and seeing it again was somewhat disorienting.
“It actually looks so much like the Holy Realm.”
The interior of the sanctuary was shrouded in mist, and Gou Wen couldn’t help but exclaim. However, Fisher soon realized something was off. He gazed toward the edge of the mist, and suddenly discovered that the white mist swirling within the entire gap was actually filled with indistinct stone bricks, which looked not much different from the sanctuary where David was located.
In front was all mist, yet the mist led to a form resembling the original sanctuary, which aroused Fisher’s suspicion.
These misty clouds, similar to those of the Holy Realm, were altered by the power of Hamon Hamon.
Many mechanisms flew in and out of the mist, resembling busy little bees in a hive, seemingly engaged in mysterious activities.
At this moment, Hamon Hamon, beside Fisher, took the initiative to explain in a gentle voice, “By my command, they are preparing supplies for the banquet, moving between reality and the Spirit Realm. After all, it has been a millennium; the sanctuary has long run out of supplies and is unsuitable for a banquet now. Please continue forward; there is a place to land just ahead.”
Under David’s control, the ship plunged into the vast smoke, quickly revealing a scene within the dense fog.
Beneath the thick mist were several different platforms floating in mid-air, adorned with exquisite carvings. As Fisher and others’ ship pressed into the mist, it cast a broad shadow below, enveloping a dozen twisted forms of the Chaos Race.
These Chaos beings varied in form, and Fisher had never seen their true appearance; they were likely of a lower level than the demigods such as Pisces and others from the Southern Sky. They remained independent and eerily quiet, and those who knew they were there for the banquet might not realize they looked like they were at a punishment station.
As Fisher entered, all the Chaos beings seemed to feel something and turned to look towards the direction of David’s ship, or rather, they were looking at Fisher above.
Seeing the Chaos beings below glancing up at him, Renee’s expression changed slightly, even though she knew they were not looking at her; she took a barely noticeable step back, trying to avoid their gazes.
“Ding ding ding~”
At the same time, as the clear ringing of bells sounded, several smiling women flew in from below. They were beautiful, with smooth skin, and their ethereal wings radiated a glow, indicating their identities to Fisher and Gou Wen.
Angels?
“Welcome, please follow us down.”
The few smiling women wore long white robes reminiscent of angels, accentuating their graceful figures. Their fair skin shone like jade with a hint of fluorescence, similar to David piloting the ship, yet with significant differences.
Fisher and Gou Wen exchanged glances, noticing an unusual color in each other’s eyes, clearly realizing that something was off.
Angels are not gendered, and Fisher could not recognize David at first due to his resemblance to Michael. However, these angels in front of him were gendered, and having had close interactions with Hela, Fisher felt that the female angels were different from those here to welcome them, although he could not pinpoint the difference.
Fisher blinked and subtly turned to Hamon Hamon, who was still expressionless beside him.
“Are these the angels you mentioned in your information? They seem different from the angels of a thousand years ago.”
“Hiss.”
Hamon Hamon flicked its tongue and said, “The angels who were sealed with me during the war are still alive.”
“Is that so?”
In other words, these “angels” might be transformed from those angels?
Aside from these flying angels, Fisher saw many angels of various genders by the platforms below, all conversing with the nearby Chaos beings. However, the Chaos beings seemed entirely disinterested in them, all looking up at the ship in the sky.
The atmosphere inside the entire sanctuary was exceedingly strange yet lacked any murderous intent, making Fisher increasingly vigilant.
“Boom!”
Under the reception of the angels, the ship smoothly approached a platform, where it would stop and the power would cease. David floated out of the cockpit impatiently and asked Hamon Hamon, “Where are my mom and dad?”
Hamon Hamon turned and pointed towards the swirling mist ahead, addressing David and the others, “I will take you to meet them after the banquet begins; for now, please come this way.”
With that, Hamon Hamon gently swayed its snake tail and stepped forward, while expressionlessly looking back at Fisher, extending a hand as if to pull him along.
“Mr. Fisher.”
“Slap!”
Renee suddenly realized that this entity, being an external deity and currently a suspicious enemy, had not been examined deeply by her. But why has this being repeatedly been so flirtatious with Fisher, all due to its transformed appearance? What does it really intend?
With a cold expression, Renee preemptively seized Fisher’s motionless left hand, gripping it and then moving to take his right hand as well.
This felt like she was apprehending Fisher, making his expression increasingly innocent.
Wait, I hadn’t even moved, and you’ve captured me?
In response to Fisher’s questioning gaze, Renee glared back, her expression seeming to say, “If you make me feel at ease, why would I apprehend you?”
At the same time, she smiled slightly and turned to Hamon Hamon, saying, “No need, we’re not crippled and can keep up.”
Hamon Hamon flicked its snake tongue and tilted its head, replying, “Does the moon still not trust me, believing I am harmless to Mr. Fisher?”
How should one say this? If Hamon Hamon indeed set a trap here, then letting it approach Fisher would surely bring harm. But what if Hamon Hamon was truly as it claimed and posed no threat to Fisher? Wouldn’t that be even more terrifying?
You, an external deity, say nothing and transform into this form, that swaying tail, still wearing an expression akin to a wooden puppet, wouldn’t that just make one more vigilant?
As the saying goes, if Fisher truly brings peace of mind, then Renee wouldn’t have needed to act like this.
Clearly, the so-called reformation was something Hamon Hamon alone believed in.
Fisher sighed, grasped Renee’s slender wrist, and said to Hamon Hamon, “I will stick with my companions; just guide us ahead, Hamon Hamon.”
“Hiss.”
Hamon Hamon nodded, not insisting but swaying its snake body to step forward first, while only then did Renee retract her magic, still not letting go of Fisher’s hand.
Fisher then watched her sway away and said to Renee and Gou Wen, “The atmosphere inside the sanctuary is very strange; be extra cautious.”
Gou Wen exclaimed in surprise, “Oh, I thought you had already been enchanted by those subhumans transformed by Hamon Hamon. Just look inside this sanctuary; not only has Hamon Hamon transformed into a Sub, but even the Holy Spawn welcoming guests are divided by gender, particularly with female angels brought in to meet you—it’s clearly all for you!”
Fisher ignored him, turning to look at Renee, who was pondering as she stepped forward to inspect the “angels” on the platforms, rationally analyzing, “All these angels carry the aura of Hamon Hamon’s authority; they must be its creations and not true angels. This banquet indeed has too many oddities, and I wonder what its true intention is.”
“Yeah, if its sole purpose was to ask for my help, there would be no need to invite these Chaos beings seemingly unrelated. It said that the other Chaos beings do not go down the same path as Pisces and the others.”
Gou Wen stroked his chin, saying, “It certainly seems like a hospitable god, as Ramastia does not thoroughly understand the true nature of other external deities. They have only heard of their authorities; their true appearances and situations can only be judged by their actions millennia ago. Both I and others who are aware think that the former Hamon Hamon was exceedingly brutal.”
Fisher pondered for a moment, holding Renee’s hand and stepping off the ship. Hamon Hamon was waiting below, always glancing back at Fisher with eyes like those of the other Chaos beings, never leaving him.
Upon seeing him descend, Hamon Hamon, still expressionless, unexpectedly and surprisingly approached closer to Fisher and Renee. She gently leaned towards Fisher’s side and whispered to him, “Pisces and the others have already seen you. They are just behind; you should be able to sense it.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Renee turned to look in that direction, intending to push Hamon Hamon’s face back, but Fisher did the same and was just in time to see Pisces over there.
However, it was this glance towards Pisces that made him suddenly catch sight of a particularly jarring black-haired silhouette engulfed in the swirling mist in the distance.
The black-haired figure wore a North Realm-style maid outfit, her long black hair tightly wound up. She leaned against a platform far from Pisces. Because this fleeting glimpse was so brief, Fisher doubted whether he had seen it wrong, but upon taking a closer look, that black-haired silhouette appeared so real.
“Heidi Lin?!”
Fisher was momentarily stunned and unconsciously spoke the name from the Northern Region.
But on this platform, there were only Chaos beings and seemingly beautiful angels created by Hamon Hamon. The angels had hair in a variety of colors, such as Michael’s red, Hela’s gold, and Gabriel’s brown, yet they were entirely devoid of the commonly found black color of humans. Thus, this touch of black hair stood out starkly, catching Fisher’s attention immediately.
He remembered the confrontation where he had seen Heidi Lin transformed into Baemon after going to the Parasol Tree, causing her to suddenly disappear after accompanying Valentina for a long time. Now, she appeared directly in the Spirit Realm?
The ocean.
Fisher’s breath quickened suddenly, and even the grip on Renee’s wrist tightened unconsciously, surprising her.
“Heidi Lin, is this someone you recognize?”
Renee paused, turning to look ahead, as if seeing nothing at all. She couldn’t pinpoint exactly where Fisher was looking, assuming it was towards Pisces, unaware that Heidi Lin was far away from them.
After Renee glanced up, the figure of Heidi Lin suddenly moved forward, quickly disappearing into the mist, heading into the unknown depths of the sanctuary.
“She—”
Fisher raised a foot as if he would chase after her immediately but abruptly halted. He turned to look at Renee, Gou Wen, and David by his side, knowing that despite his strong urge to chase after her, this was not his own living room but rather Hamon Hamon’s sanctuary. It was a grave mistake to separate from his companions now.
He stopped pursuing and fixated his gaze on the direction where Heidi Lin had left, asking Hamon Hamon, “What lies in that direction?”
Hamon Hamon appeared somewhat surprised, still expressionless, yet its tone had a slight rise as it looked at Fisher, saying, “That is where I will be leading you after the banquet begins, and the matter I wish to discuss with you is also related to that place.”
“…”
Indeed, perhaps Heidi Lin, or rather Hela’s appearance, was merely to inform Fisher of one thing: “I am right here.”
Renee could feel an unprecedented intensity in Fisher’s grip on her wrist and could even faintly sense his gradually quickening heartbeat, a reaction she had rarely felt from him.
Her subconscious told her that the person who could elicit such a reaction from Fisher was no ordinary existence, and it had to be, without a doubt, a woman!
As she realized this, Renee’s purple eyes intensified with indignation.
No, didn’t we agree that this time in the Spirit Realm was entirely mine?
When Peach Duke said that “he arrived in the Spirit Realm without accompaniment,” she felt pleased, thinking how foolish the elves were, not realizing that she, someone who transcended everyone’s knowledge, was present.
But little did she expect that just a day later, this proverbial boomerang would crash down upon her head.
That whale folk little guy brought here by the couple, so pitifully calling “Teacher Fisher” provoked a deluge of past memories.
I endure!
After arriving at this sanctuary, this cruel old deity Hamon Hamon is also coming to join in the fun.
Fortunately, though Fisher seemed to stir, he was merely curious about this serpent-like structure, nothing more, which couldn’t be considered an overstep.
I endure!
Now…
Now…
Another one?!
And I am completely at a loss.
It seems this name is familiar, perhaps someone he encountered? But he had met so many people, and all his attention had been occupied by him when he was in the Spirit Realm, only noting the important ones.
Could it be that this small oversight made him miss some connection?
Alright, alright.
This is too much to bear.
Do you think I, Renee, have such a good temper that I am a paper tiger?
I, Renee, declare this: no matter who comes, I will deal with them one by one!
Renee caressed the back of Fisher’s hand, her expression still smiling, but the corners of her mouth struggled to suppress a volatile intent that seemed ready to explode.
Please, I beg you for votes, tips, and support; it is crucial for me!
A thousand thanks for your support!
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(End of this chapter)
