Game Over Not Over for Me novel Chapter 97

**TITLE: She Bloomed Like Spring After Surviving a Winter No One Saw by Lillian Rosewood**
**Chapter 97: Clues to Super God-Level Hidden Class**

Alden squinted, his brow furrowing in confusion. “Do you have an issue with the Ice Goddess? But why are you directing that at me? I’m just an ordinary adventurer trying to make my way.”

“Ordinary adventurer?” Isabella’s lips curled into a faint, mocking smirk. “Oh yes, just ordinary. You have the ability to return from the dead if you die, so why not let me have a little fun at your expense?”

Feeling an instinctive urge to distance himself, Alden took a step back, his heart racing. “This is the capital, Isabella. Are you truly not concerned that starting a fight here could lead to serious consequences for you?”

She remained silent, her gaze unwavering. Instead, she raised her hand, and in an instant, a longbow of dark gray materialized before them, as if conjured from the very shadows.

Alden’s breath caught in his throat, and an icy chill slithered down his spine at the sight of that weapon.

“You’ve chosen to ally with the West. In the name of the Lord of Mortal Hall, I shall deliver Heaven’s Punishment upon you!”

“Wait a moment!” Alden frowned deeply, his mind racing. “Are you accusing me of destroying Mortal Hall?”

“What else could it be?” Isabella shot back, her voice sharp as a blade.

“No, you’re mistaken. I did not destroy it,” he insisted, shaking his head vigorously, desperation creeping into his tone.

“Hmph. Yet you bear its blessing? How is that possible?”

Alden’s lips curled into a knowing smile as he pointed to his forehead, where a distinctive mark began to shimmer into existence, a symbol of his power.

Isabella’s eyes widened in disbelief as she recognized the mark.

“Godslayer Mark?! This is impossible! Even if the village keeper bestowed it upon you, it should have vanished after the destruction of Mortal Hall!”

A wave of relief washed over Alden. His initial suspicion had been confirmed.

If he had indeed annihilated Mortal Hall, the Godslayer Mark, once belonging to its lord, would have disappeared alongside it.

Instead, he had made the right choice by eliminating the remnant soul of the Ice Goddess.

This mark not only shielded him from divine auras but also had the potential to absorb the powers of Divine Spirits upon their defeat.

For instance, when the Ice Goddess was vanquished by someone bearing the Godslayer Mark, her blessing of immunity to ice damage would be transferred.

“Now that you understand, you should recognize that I did not destroy Mortal Hall,” Alden stated, his voice steady and calm.

Isabella’s expression shifted, her eyes narrowing as doubt flickered within them. “Then how did you come to possess the Ice Goddess’s blessing?”

“Have you ever heard this saying?” he asked, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.

“What saying?” she replied, her curiosity piqued.

“Show your strength by granting benefits.”

Isabella blinked, her confusion evident. Alden could see that the phrase was foreign to her ears.

“The Ice Goddess demanded that I destroy Mortal Hall, promising me the favor of the Astralon Empire if I complied. I didn’t trust her intentions. So, I merely allowed her to grant me a small token of her power,” he explained, his tone casual.

“So, she bestowed her blessing upon you?” Isabella asked, her disbelief palpable.

He nodded affirmatively. “Precisely.”

“So you accepted her gift without fulfilling her demand to destroy Mortal Hall?” she pressed, her voice laden with skepticism.

“Yes,” Alden confirmed. “It was merely to demonstrate her strength. I acknowledged it, and then I ended her.”

Isabella’s pupils constricted as she tried to decipher his motives.

Yet the Godslayer Mark was undeniably real, and the revival of Eastern Rookie Village lent credibility to his claims.

With a sigh of resignation, she eventually lowered her longbow. Alden seized the opportunity to inquire, “By the way, what class do you belong to? I haven’t made any changes to mine yet.”

“I’m Heaven’s Punisher,” Isabella replied coolly, her demeanor unyielding.

“Heaven’s Punisher?” Alden echoed, intrigued yet puzzled.

He had never encountered that class before, but the longbow she wielded and the formidable aura she exuded made it clear that her class was extraordinary—likely an archer class of immense power.

“Are you trying to pry into my class?” Isabella teased, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Alden nodded, his curiosity unabated. “Kind of. Is it a Saint-Level or God-Level class?”

A flicker of disdain crossed her features.

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