I Was Reincarnated with OP Invincibility, so I’ll Beat ’em Up My Way as an Action-Adventurer

130. The Great War Between Gods, Demons, And Humans

Is it finally about to begin?

Electra murmured internally as she walked down the path to the basement.

Three wielders of divine skills.

The head of the adventurers’ guild and a powerhouse of the Adonis Kingdom.

“If the ‘experiment’ succeeds, we can move to the next phase of our plan.”

“A recreation, perhaps, of the mythical war between gods and demons in ancient times?”

At Lafiel’s words, Theodora laughed.

They were forbidden from directly discussing divine skills with the two of them.

Attempting to speak of it would result in excruciating pain.

Or perhaps—though she hadn’t tried—it might even result in death.

This was the restriction placed upon the skill holders.

However, the perceptive duo likely already understood most of the situation.

They might have even gathered information unknown to Electra, from ancient ruins or old texts.

Thus, the inability to directly discuss divine skills posed little hindrance to their plan.

“No, this time it’s a little different.”

Vanessa replied with a smile, a dazzling blend of grace and allure.

“This is the first step—of the great war between gods, demons, and humans.”

As part of the preparations, they were conducting a certain “experiment”, using the Adonis Kingdom as their starting point.

That was why they had gathered here today.

“This is the place.”

Theodora opened the door.

The deepest level of the adventurers’ guild headquarters—

It was a massive stone chamber.

Seven gems were embedded in the walls.

Five of them flickered faintly, while two had lost their light entirely.

“…I see. It represents the current state of the skill holders.”

Vanessa murmured.

According to the gathered information, among the seven skill holders, those with the powers of [Slaughter] and [Dominion] had fought and seemingly perished.

The five remaining included Electra herself—

“Hey, hey, those gems are so pretty! They’re all sparkly.”

The innocent question came from Sephiria, who approached with a smile.

“Don’t you think so too, miss? Here!”

She pressed her hands against Electra’s chest, squeezing playfully.

“…Could you stop casually groping me, Sephiria?”

Electra glared at her with annoyance.

“Aw, you’re no fun.”

“Don’t touch me every chance you get…”

“It’s just friendly bonding, hehe.”

Sephiria laughed.

Her smile, while seemingly harmless, carried an inexplicable depth of darkness.

Even after several attempts at foresight, Electra could glean little about Sephiria.

While this might partly be due to the limitations of her abilities, it was also possible that foresight was less effective against divine skill holders.

In any case, vigilance was necessary—not just toward Sephiria, but Vanessa as well.

And of course, the remaining two skill holders.

“Flirting is fine and all, but shall we begin?”

“We weren’t flirting.”

“Sure thing!”

Electra frowned more deeply, while Sephiria responded cheerfully.

“I’ll create the alternate space first. This technique is unstable and prone to collapse, so Sephiria, I’ll need you to repair and reinforce it. Let’s start small.”

“Hmm, Sephiria doesn’t really get all the complicated stuff.”

“…Just fix whatever I conjure. I’ll give you instructions as we go.”

“Still don’t get it, but okay!”

Sephiria nodded casually.

—And so, their experiment using divine skills began.

With no role to play at this stage, Electra could only watch.

(Will this plan succeed?)

She questioned herself.

Her unease grew. An ominous premonition had plagued her incessantly of late.

(Does my future hold light—or darkness?)

Recently, the visions of her future had grown clearer.

Electra’s foresight consisted of two types.

Fortune Bell, the chime of the goddess of fate, Manouva:

This allowed her to see the near future, from seconds to days ahead, with high accuracy.

Tomea Vision, the dream of Manouva the Void:

This showed glimpses of months to years ahead, but with low precision—primarily fragmented images or impressions.

It was the latter that foretold her apparent destruction.

Yet the details—how, where, or by whom—remained unclear.

Moreover, the vision itself had begun to shift subtly.

(Is the future starting to change? What lies ahead…?)

Electra continued to ponder.

The future was inherently uncertain.

Her actions, influenced by foresight, could alter the outcomes she had seen.

In fact, when her powers first awakened, she had avoided a cruel fate by altering her actions.

But—the uneasy feeling persisted.

Not foresight, but mere intuition.

“Am I risking the entire world just to avoid my own destruction…?”

The thought was impossible to ignore.

The idea of countless sacrifices weighed heavily on her heart.

But her survival instincts would not yield.

No matter the cost, I will survive.

I will endure—no matter what.