Ancient God in the Modern World - Chapter 87

The Ratatoskr, as he was rushing to escape the forest, headed to a spooky forest. However, before he entered, he looked solemn.

As he took his first step into the forest, he took one last glance at his back with a smirk on his face.

Although he knew that this forest is dangerous for himself, Allen would be in graver danger. And he would be delighted to see Allen die in the forest.

That way, he would be at ease. The feeling of a Divine Spirit seeking revenge on you is not good at all. Although he knew that Allen is still weak, he feared that Allen would get the divine crystals that he found.

That would not be good, at all. The moment Allen got his hand on the divine crystals, he would become stronger.

Meanwhile, the Ratatoskr is getting sleepy. In response to it, he slapped himself and took a relic out of nowhere.

The relic looked like a hammer. If one looked closer at it, one would notice that it looked exactly like the Mjolnir, Thor’s hammer.

This is none other than the amulet of the Thunder God. It is said that it could cleanse evil.

Indeed, as the Ratatoskr held it withing his squirrel hands, it began flashing with lightning. After that, the squirrel no longer felt sleepy.

However, traces of fear could still be seen in its eyes.

Sigh!

“Thankfully I have an amulet. If not, I would have been asleep in this place for the rest of my life.”

Indeed, if one falls asleep in this forest, one could no longer wake up and would sleep for the rest of their life.

This forest is said to be the forest of the Mares. The Mares are the creatures of nightmares.

They are one of the feared creatures in this realm. None would slander them in fear that they would have their vengeance on their sleep.

The Mares often had the appearance of a gorgeous woman in a white dress with long Black hair draped on her back.

They are pale and most of the time they do not communicate with their prey. They silently lure their prey to sleep and would feast on their nightmares.

Meanwhile, with the help of the amulet, the Ratatoskr is walking safely in the Mares’ forest.

Then, suddenly, a Mare appeared in front of him.

“Ratatoskr, long time no see. Hehe”

The one in front of the Ratatoskr is a Mare with the appearance of a gorgeous lady.

If the Ratatoskr is a human, he would have already fallen in love with it.

“Are you here to fulfill the promise of your ancestors?” another one appeared and asked.

Then, another one appeared and asked an impatient question, “when will it be? We’re are getting impatient, now.”

At this point, the Ratatoskr knew that if this goes on, his amulet would not be able to hold on. Then, he will succumb to death.

“What? What promise?” the Ratatoskr asked. He was oblivious of it.

It was probably from the first Ratatoskr or the other Ratatoskr before him. As for him? He did not have an idea about it.

“The first Ratatoskr promised us a demon shrine.” The first Mare that appeared before him replied.

“What?” as the Ratatoskr heard it, he was stunned.

Only the fools would promise such. Or rather, only the fools would believe that.

Nonetheless, he is somewhat regretting that he came here. He thought he would be safer in here. But unbeknownst to him, his ancestor made this place extremely dangerous to him.

“Wait, I don’t’ have a demon shrine…” before the squirrel could finish what he is going to say, one of the Mares interrupted him.

“What? How could you not have one?”

“wait, wait, wait. Let me finish.” With that, the Mares calmed down. However, they are looking at him with sharp eyes.

If looks could kill, the Ratatoskr would have been long dead.

“Speak!”

“I lured a Divine Spirit to this place.” The Ratatoskr proudly said.

“Bastard, what use do we have for a Divine Spirit?” one of them asked.

“You could trade him to demons,” replied the Ratatoskr.

“Trade? Sounds good. However, that is better said than done.” As one of the Mares said that, he took a few steps backward in fear and quickly reasoned.

“The Divine Spirit is not strong. He is a young one.”

With that, the Mares calmed down for real.

“But why would we believe you? Your ancestor tricked us once.” One of the Mares remarked suspiciously.

However, the Mare that first appeared in front of the Ratatoskr sensed something.

“There is indeed a Divine Spirit coming this way. Furthermore, he is young and tender.”

This revelation elated the other Mares.

Then, in the next second, they had decided to be benevolent.

“You will be spared if we could capture the Divine Spirit.”

Thus, their trade concluded.

Also, at this moment, Allen had finally seen the Ratatoskr with his naked eye.

“Hm, interesting? Is that a harem?” he asked himself.

Although he said that, he did not descend and stayed floating in the air.

He did not trust the creatures below him. The Mares and the Ratatoskr included.

The Ratatoskr deceived him while the other creature the Ratatoskr with had their bodies slightly altered by the demonic energies.

Moreover, they are at the strength of a general.

Allen could kill them one on one but it would be if it comes in a large number.

Although there are barely a dozen in front of the Ratatoskr, Allen could not be deceived. He could feel more hidden.

The moment that he come down, he would be akin to a bigger insect that had fallen in the group of an ant.

Although the ants are small, if they come in a large number, they are deadly.

Meanwhile, the Mares took out a table and a set of teacups and such. Then one of them invited him for tea.

“O great Divine Spirit, come let us have a tea.”

Allen would have gone down if he did not notice the faint malicious intent from them.

It seemed that the Mares are rather ignorant that a Divine Spirit is a master in reading soul fluctuations.

Despite being far from them, Allen could still feel it.