Menrva, Ana, Anpiel, and Susanoo stared at Loki in surprise as he smiled at them.
“You damn bastard, you actually did it,” Menrva said with a huge smile.
Loki returned the Etruscan goddess’s smile, then looked at Ana.
“For Ana, I moved sea, sky, and even Hell itself just to rescue her,” Loki said, continuing to stare pretentiously at the Irish goddess, who could not help but blush.
“You’re an idiot, Loki,” Ana replied, embarrassed.
Loki then lowered his four companions onto the opposite side of where the battle was taking place.
“Are those the Nine Muses?” Anpiel asked, surprised.
Loki nodded.
“Freyja and I took it upon ourselves to find these stones and fight their guardians, keeping within the deadline Susanoo gave Turan,” Loki replied. “Thanks to them, we managed to bust outta Hel.”
Susanoo then bowed to the Norse god.
“Arigato, Loki-san. Thanks to thee, I have been able to fulfill my promise to Turan-san,” Susanoo said.
“All right, enough talking. Let’s fight too,” Menrva said.
“But none of us have our totemas,” Ana added nervously.
“And I have also lost the golden macuahuitl from the Trial of the Thirteen Heavens,” Anpiel said.
“They don’t have their totemas!” shouted one of the heroes, who appeared to hold a high rank. “We can defeat them without any trouble!”
Then Loki smiled.
“All right, my beautiful Muses,” Loki said again. “I know I only got a few seconds left before my wish runs out, so I’m using your last bit of power to bring all my companions’ totemas and weapons here!”
The nine stones revolving around Loki shone with tremendous power and, as though appearing from nowhere, dozens upon dozens of idols and amulets materialized before the group of gods.
Anpiel’s golden macuahuitl appeared among them as well.
The stones Loki possessed stopped shining and lost their colors, becoming ordinary stones. The god took them and made them disappear, though not before thanking the spirits that had helped them.
"That was impressive!" Menrva remarked excitedly. "Was that, by any chance, a miracle of the Muses?"
"Indeed," replied Loki. "However, that was the last miracle they could grant me. From now on, they have returned to being ordinary stones."
All the members of Orniskem shone with immense power. Each of them wore their totems majestically. The ground of Olympus trembled, and the sky split in two. The Olympian gods did not fully understand what was happening.
“All right!” Menrva shouted. “It’s time to avenge Tania, everyone!”
Ana and the others, now wearing their respective totemas, shouted as well.
“And we shall also avenge the innocence of our beloved Tul-chan!” Susanoo proclaimed as he activated his electrical transformation.
“Speaking of little Tul… Tania saved her before sacrificing herself,” Loki said.
Susanoo froze in surprise at those words.
“But she’s in real bad shape right now because of the curse Heracles put on her. The whole reason we needed to get outta Tartarus so fast was to rescue that guy,” Loki said while pointing toward Asclepius, who stood motionless right at the edge of Tartarus’s enormous pit.
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Horus, who had fallen after an attack from Hermes after the latter had equipped his totema, watched with joy as a necklace shaped like a white falcon appeared before him.
“What a remarkable ally you found, Athena!” the Egyptian god said as he immediately donned his false divine garments, much to Hermes’s disbelief.
Zeus watched the act of rebellion in shock and frenzy.
The same was true of all the gods who had gathered around the balcony, believing they were about to witness the final punishment of the last members of Orniskem.
For the first time, Pidray’s face showed genuine surprise as she watched the chaos caused by the gods of Orniskem escaping from Tartarus, while the heroes proved unable to stop them now that they had recovered their totemas.
“Lord Zeus, what’s happening?” the little goddess asked fearfully.
Zeus shook his head.
“Something that has not occurred in this world since the attack of the Giants,” the god replied nervously.
“Don’t worry, little sister,” Tallay said, still standing beside Pidray. “I’ll take care of those vermin.”
But Pidray did not answer.
The small blond goddess raised her golden staff toward the sky and shouted with all her strength:
“Matarat Qart (Barrage of Lightning)!”
The skies of Olympus immediately darkened, and violent lightning began flashing through the clouds.
In an instant, a rain of thunderbolts fell upon the group of Orniskem members and heroes fighting in the plaza surrounding the pit to Tartarus.
“This don’t look good,” Loki said as he watched the inevitable attack approach.
“Leave this to us!” several voices shouted in unison.
The countless bolts struck everyone, causing a gigantic golden explosion.
Pidray stared toward the place where her attack had landed, but when the smoke cleared, she realized that a gigantic spherical energy field completely covered the plaza of Tartarus.
It had stopped the Phoenician goddess’s attack.
“They stopped the attacks… of an eloah?!” Poseidon asked in astonishment, unable to believe the group had remained unharmed by the little Phoenician goddess’s assault.
Floating above the armies with their hands raised were Freyr, Tyr, and Thrúd.
They had invoked the powerful golden energy shield that had stopped the attack.
“Asgardian gods? What in the world are they doing here?” Pidray asked in confusion upon seeing them. “I thought we already sent an army to destroy them!”
“Hell yeah, Asgard!” Loki shouted excitedly. “Show ’em you ain’t just a bunch of barbarians who only know how to fight solo!”
“Shut up, idiot!” Tyr snapped angrily. “We are only joining forces until Lel and Olympus fall.”
The shield disappeared just as the three gods collapsed exhausted onto the battlefield.
They had used a great portion of their power to stop Pidray’s attack.
Loki looked toward the balcony and realized that three exceptional powers were present there.
One of those powers was precisely the one that had attacked them.
Pidray began throwing a tantrum after seeing that her attack had failed.
But before she could unleash another one, Zeus rose from his throne and walked toward the balcony.
Then the god raised his right hand.
A golden gauntlet could be seen covering it, and static electricity began crackling around it.
Loki, watching this, realized Zeus was about to throw his famous golden thunderbolt and warned everyone fighting below.
“But, Father,” Hermes said. “If you launch that attack, not only Orniskem will die, but we will as well.”
But Zeus ignored all reason.
A triple golden thunderbolt formed in his hand.
Its energy was so atrocious that the dimensions around it could be felt bending beneath its power.
What was truly astonishing was that Zeus was not even wearing his totema.
The eyes of the Father of Olympus shone golden as he hurled his mighty thunderbolt toward the ground.
The armies of Olympus froze at the sight.
It was obvious that they would die before such a powerful attack.
The thunderbolt that had erased beasts and other gods alike.
“Purr-why’d y’all stop fightin’? Are the famous heroes of Olympus scared of a little bit o’ light?” a female voice suddenly said.
Before everyone’s eyes, a woman wearing white Valkyrie armor, white wings, and long blond hair flew toward the center of the esplanade, just as she caught the lightning bolt with her bare hands.
“Th-this… ain’t nothin’!” the woman shouted.
With tremendous effort, she redirected Zeus’s thunderbolt toward the exterior of the planet Olympus. The bolts of lightning shot out of orbit and exploded in deep space, generating a powerful golden blast that shook the entire galaxy. The shockwave caused all of Olympus to shake violently.
“Wow! This ar-mew-r came out awesome, big bro!” the goddess who had redirected the attack said.
Freyr, who was resting on the ground after helping stop Pidray’s attack, smiled and stood.
He was wearing his boar-shaped totema.
“Told ya our dwarf smithys would get your armor repaired and reinforced in record time, little sister ♪”
All the heroes, even Hermes, stared at the girl in shock.
Zeus himself, along with his brothers and children, could scarcely believe what had happened.
A single goddess had redirected Zeus’s mighty thunderbolt.
“Who the hell is that woman?!” Zeus shouted furiously upon witnessing the blond girl’s enormous power.
The woman turned toward the sky, her amber eyes staring directly at the Father of the Greek gods.
“Mew name? I’m Freyja, the purr-etty nightmare y’all are gonna be havin’ from now on,” the goddess replied with an arrogant expression.
Her totema shone with such a pure white light that it reflected the sunlight passing through the clouds of Olympus.