Chapter 91 – Direct Assault: Ishtar Unleashes Her Divine Power!
It was endless—like a bottomless abyss, a torrent of magic surged wildly through Shin Akira's body.
The dormant power within him erupted in full force, flooding the atmosphere with energy so dense it felt like the entire city could drown in it. Whatever strength he had before was now completely overshadowed by something far greater, far more terrifying.
The legendary power known as the Chains of Heaven had been reawakened.
Once crafted by the gods as the mightiest divine weapon, that ancient force now returned to the mortal world… through him.
His body pulsed with a sensation that was both familiar and unfamiliar. Though it had only been a little over a month since he last used it, to Akira, it felt like an eternity.
[This magical pressure… Shin Akira, so you never actually lost your power]
The voice of Draig, the Red Dragon Emperor slumbering within him, stirred from the depths of his soul. The mystery that had long puzzled the dragon had finally been answered.
Why had someone so powerful fallen back to the level of an ordinary human?
The truth was simple: Akira had sealed his own strength.
He hadn't lost it—it was merely suppressed by his own will.
Draig didn't know the reason, but one thing became perfectly clear: this host of his was no ordinary being. He was, without a doubt, one of the most exceptional individuals to ever walk existence.
"I never said I lost it."
[Fair enough~]
Draig chose not to press further.
Now that his transcendent power had fully returned, Akira felt something… strange. A pressure that pressed down on his very existence, as if the world itself rejected him.
It was like a crocodile dropped into a koi pond—every creature in the water, from fish to shrimp, instantly became prey.
Akira realized something critical: his current power far surpassed what this world could tolerate.
If he dared to fully activate the Boosted Gear: Red Dragon Emperor Gauntlet, the laws of this universe might reject his existence entirely—casting him out of reality itself.
So this… this must be what Hephaestus meant by the "Rules of the World."
The Lower World—the realm of fragile mortals—wasn't designed to contain beings of such magnitude.
Level 9 and 10? They weren't goals.
They were boundaries.
And those boundaries weren't meant to be crossed.
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At the deepest corner of the Entertainment District stood the headquarters of the Ishtar Familia—a grand palace built with extravagant wealth to showcase the majesty of the goddess herself.
But beneath all that glamour… was a bitter truth.
The real reason for such excess was to compensate for her failure to ever reach the top of Babel Tower.
"Phryne still hasn't returned?"
It had been two full days, and the massive woman was nowhere to be found. Ishtar's annoyance began to grow.
"Maybe… she just lost track of time."
Beside her stood a man wearing only shorts and a mask, chosen not for his strength or wisdom, but for one specific trait—his skill in pleasing her.
"She does that sometimes," Ishtar muttered. "Always ignoring my commands."
"Please don't be angry, Goddess Ishtar. I'm sure Shin Akira will be delivered before you soon enough."
"As he should be. I'm not like Freya. That woman loses all reason the moment she takes interest in someone. She lets them do whatever they please. I won't sink to such disgrace."
"You're the one true goddess of beauty and power."
"Mmm~"
Ishtar let the compliment wash over her. The man was already completely entranced by her charm—and had never once dared oppose her will.
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Suddenly, the air trembled.
A powerful tremor echoed through the palace, shaking its very foundations.
"What is going on?!" Ishtar snapped in irritation.
"Goddess Ishtar! We're under attack! Countless chains are descending from the sky!"
"Chains? Who's attacking?!"
"W-We don't know…!"
"You don't know?! What good are you if you can't even identify the enemy?!"
"We're sorry, Goddess! But… everything outside is completely covered in darkness. We can't see anything—not even enough to escape!"
"What?!"
At those words, Ishtar felt a chill of dread creeping into her heart.
Chains falling from the sky.
The entire palace shrouded in shadow.
This wasn't just a raid—it was a direct declaration of war against a goddess.
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Footsteps echoed in the hallway.
Ishtar frowned and turned toward the sound.
As the steps drew near, a young man emerged from the darkness—his black hair swaying gently as he walked.
And for a moment, Ishtar was speechless.
He was… stunning.
Her eyes darted to her current consort—and in that instant, the difference between them was painfully obvious.
"Goddess Ishtar. I've come for you. So, what do you think? Did you enjoy the little gift I left at your doorstep?"
"You… Shin Akira."
Of course. It had to be him. He was the only one in recent memory who had reason to hate her this deeply.
"That's right, Goddess."
"Where's Phryne?"
"You mean that revolting frog woman? Sorry, she disgusted me too much. So I killed her."
"…You killed Phryne?!"
For once, Ishtar's smug composure cracked.
Phryne was a veteran Level 5, one of the strongest warriors in Orario. Her grotesque looks aside, Ishtar had tolerated her for one reason—raw power.
And now this man claimed to have killed her?
"Then why are you here? Do you intend to kill me next?"
Her voice dripped with mockery. In Orario, the rule was absolute: gods were untouchable. Even those who had descended from the heavens remained above mortals.
"Yes, Goddess Ishtar. I've come to escort you—to the Underworld."
"To hell?! You arrogant insect! Who do you think you are?!"
"I am Shin Akira, the incarnation of the gods' most powerful weapon—Chains of Heaven."
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In an instant, countless divine chains burst forth in all directions.
They exploded from behind him, pouring from the ceiling, from the shadows, from the sky itself—dozens, hundreds, thousands of golden links converging upon one target: Goddess Ishtar.
The entire palace was now swallowed in Akira's shadowy domain. Soon, the entire structure would be dragged into the Shadow Realm.
But this wasn't just about revenge.
Akira had a theory he wanted to test.
If a god could be pulled into his realm… would they be able to unleash their full divine might?
If so, then he could use this space again—perhaps even invite Hephaestus here to reawaken Draig—without fear of her being forced back to the Upper World.
— — —
Blood splattered across the marble floors.
But Akira had no interest in anyone besides Ishtar.
The tip of a divine chain pierced straight through the chest of her masked consort and a nearby female warrior. Neither had time to scream before their hearts were crushed.
Useless.
Ishtar herself, devoid of her divine power, was now nothing more than a human.
Chains of Heaven wrapped tightly around her body, coiling around her limbs and waist, locking her down like a sacred prison.
The bindings were dense, heavy, and absolute—meant to contain a goddess even if she managed to unleash her true might.
He wasn't taking chances.
"You… you cursed mortal!" she howled. "How dare you treat me like this?! I swear, even if I must return to the Upper World—I will shred your soul, enslave it, and torment you for a million years!"
— — —
Suddenly, a massive surge of divine power erupted.
Shin Akira's eyes widened in shock.
The intensity was overwhelming.
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