Grappling onto a rock with one of her tails, Aella let out an annoyed groan as she launched herself up a large mountain.

“That last ice rock was uncalled for, you pricks!” She called out, landing atop her destination with a loud THUD!, ensuring everyone knew her presence.

“See, Ska? I told you we should have increased the gravity! Even if I disabled all wind flow to cut off her ability, she still easily climbs!” A large man laughed with vigor.

“Honestly, to think the System would help such a creature. Just what the hell is that Administrator thinking letting such a dangerous girl run around?” A woman, also large in her own right but pale in comparison to the man, stated,

As Aella finally managed to approach the center, a sizeable pillar-like mountain made itself known with a whole assortment of new challenges for her to conquer, which she succeeded in a short time of 6 hours.

She wasn’t worried about the time as during her first trials; she learned that time flowed very differently in these realms, but taking such a long time for one obstacle was beyond embarrassing for her. She was the great equalizer! The one who stopped divine beings from oppressing mortals! And she was being bested by a mountain!

One day, there was nearly a month on earth, so she had plenty of time to clear the trial.

As she finally saw her targets for the first time, Aella sighed with awe and relief.

Awe, at the two beings and relief that she was finally done climbing that forsaken mountain.

Aside from the Giant-adjacent tribes, which were obscenely massive, large humanoids were relatively rare, but these two were both tremendous.

The man, with long black hair and a mighty beard, stood over four meters and wore nothing but what Aella could describe as a traditional robe, revealing his bulging muscles.

From what tradition? Aella didn’t know, and if she didn’t, that’s not my problem.

The woman who sat next to him wasn’t much different, standing over 3 meters herself with snow-white hair and eyes. Her clothing was slightly more acceptable in such a cold environment, wearing white and blue garments that you’d see worn on the long hiking trail. It’s still not optimal for such a cold environment, but Aella was wearing pajamas, so who’s keeping track of what is and isn’t appropriate?

“Would you two happen to be the False Divinities known as [Eternal Winter] and [Northern Winds]? I’ve come… To make friends!” Aella smiled eerily, killing intent leaking off of her without realizing it.

Standing and being the first to speak was the large man. “Indeed! I am the son of Eos! The [Nortern Winds] Boreas! A little girl with such strong killing intent has found her way into our home, asking to make friends. How fun!”

The woman was visibly less amused by Aella’s arrival but did an introduction regardless. “I am the [Eternal Winter] of the Jotunn, Skadi. A being who has mastered wind to the point that even this oaf isn’t confident in beating you in a fair match and a killing intent that even those old fogies who claim themselves as God kings would have trouble matching. Not to mention the System blocking us from learning your past. No matter how I think about it, you’re too suspicious.”

‘Skadi? That white-haired girl from that mobile game?’ Aella mused briefly before pushing that thought away.

She had heard of Boreas before. Although she had no interest in the local deities of this planet, the same couldn’t be said for Indigo and Seraphina, who found themselves doing some father-daughter bonding over them for hours.

It was the first time she had seen Seraphina have an intelligent conversation with someone without having the energy of a drug-addicted feral raccoon. It was a harrowing sight.

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Taking a deep breath, Aella bowed. If these two would introduce themselves with their true identities, it was only fitting for her to do the same thing.

“I am the [Whirlwind Maestra]. My name is Aella, a God Slayer. It is your pleasure to meet me.”

“A God Slayer? Do you hear this girl, Skadi? She’s the first mortal to claim herself a God Slayer since… What? Pandora?” Boreas inferred.

At the mention of Pandora, Aella turned her full attention to Boreas. Her eyes watched over him as if she was peering into his soul.

“Pandora? You’re referring to the [Root of All Evil]?” Aella questioned, her usual casual, playful tone gaining a sudden shakiness, the air around them reflecting her change.

“Oh? Are you familiar with her title? That’s not something a normal mortal should know.” Skadi stepped in.

Aella’s arrogance made her roll her eyes, but the sudden shift in the air caused by Aella’s mental state made her take a few steps back.

“So this is that dumb lady’s home.”

The [Root of All Evil], [Lord of Calamity], [God’s Mistake], the girl who opened that cursed box. She had many names and titles, much like Aella. She was also among the people who saved Aella from the lies of those Gods so many years ago.

Memories of the past flooded into her mind, nearly making her lose her balance—a small group with no more than a dozen individuals. Of note, a young-looking girl with dark purple hair and inhuman horns protruding from her forehead embraced the little fox, ensuring her that all would be okay.

Behind her, watching over her was a girl with eyes that were darker than the darkest of nights yet with hair brighter than the distant sun.

Aella felt an unfamiliar liquid on her face that quickly froze due to the sheer cold. Blowing it away with her wind, a tear-drop-shaped piece of ice flew into the distance, confusing her.

“The hell was that?” She questioned herself, shaking the weird feeling away.

“Ahem.” She cleared her throat, “What will I need to do? Since the trial didn’t end when I arrived, I assume you two have a task for me, yes?”

Skadi and Boreas looked at each other in confusion but eventually agreed to forget what they had just seen. For some reason, this little girl made them feel extremely uneasy. Like if she were to snap, something far more horrific than they could possibly imagine would happen.

“Yes! Yes! A trial indeed! Unfortunately, we must give you a trial, as you have already gained my respect, lass! So, I will ask you a question, and you must answer honestly. That is my Trial!” Boreas spoke, his boisterous attitude was contagious,

“For my question, I ask you who claims to kill Gods. What is the most difficult type of God to fight?”

‘A question to circumvent the requirement of the System? It’s a surprisingly simple loophole, yet he still chose a rather difficult question to answer.’

Velfius was her first thought, but he was an abnormality. Soul-based Gods are usually quite weak when in combat, so to say that type of God is the most difficult would be wrong.

Names of the countless divine beings Aella had fought in her life passed through her mind, some she was sure she had forgotten, but none truly felt like they belonged to a specific category of Gods that were difficult to fight.

While the specialization of a God was undoubtedly a large part of their identity, what determined a win or loss was the abilities they had to support that specialization. Aella was no different in this aspect. Without Sylpheed, she’d be hopeless against her numerous adversaries.

However, as she narrowed down her options, it became easier to pinpoint her answer.

“Dream Gods.” She stated confidently, much to the surprise of both fallen divinities in front of her.

“Oh? You’re referring to those who can layer the [Dream World] on top of our reality? Would you mind elaborating?” Boreas asked.

Aella nodded, “The [Dream World]. Firstly, it’s the worst condition to fight someone in. Secondly, that place makes it so both parties have equal abilities, and nothing makes sense. I specialize in tipping the odds of battle. Either they’re far stronger than me, and I use trickery of some kind to turn it in my favor, or they’re weaker than me, and I crush them without giving them any hope of winning. Making the odds so even is heavily disadvantageous to me.” Aella explained promptly.

The [Dream World] was a place where logic and reason were thrown out the window. It was where your actual ability didn’t matter, and imagination reigned supreme. Nobody was bound by laws such as physics, everybody had infinite Mana, and everyone could use just about any spell with a few exceptions.

It was a fun place to fight, no doubt, but it was a chore to fight in. Aella could not name a single battle in the [Dream World] that was easy.