The human world, Asgard.
In the center of the interface, there is a mountain that is purely condensed by the power of faith.
Standing on the top of this mountain that is very similar to Olympus and looking down at the earth, one can vaguely see the illusory kingdoms divided and wrapped by various divine powers.
Only the most devout believers of the gods can come here after death, and then offer all that is left for the objects of their faith.
Bathed in this boundless faith, Zeus raised his hand and clenched it, as if he was holding the whole world in his palm.
With one breath, the faith accumulated by the fourth generation of humans for thousands of years surged like a tide. In the illusory light and shadow, the twelve pillars that reach the sky can be seen. Surrounded by them, Zeus's figure seems sacred.
Athena, Aphrodite, Demeter, Hestia, Moanda.
Hephaestus, Ares, Hades, Apollo, Zephyros.
Five male gods and five goddesses, it seems that one person is missing from each.
However, the former lacked Poseidon, and the God King had already arranged for someone to fill it, so it would not be vacant for too long.
Although the latter seemed to have no actual candidate, Zeus had actually filled this position long ago.
So even though no one else knew about this, and Zeus also planned to select an upright god to serve as the twelfth main god before doing anything, it still could not change the fact that the twelve pillars had already been completed.
So a long time ago, the [Royal Ceremony] cast by the God King himself was already a complete version. It's just that the God King is still looking for a candidate for the main god, and even deliberately left one to add a candidate at any time.
"...After all, the main god will also waver..."
"Maybe it's active, maybe it's passive, just like Poseidon."
"So whether it's looking for it or making it, none of the twelve powerful gods who are closely related to me can be absent."
Six men and six women, corresponding to the twelve Titans in the past, this is also one of the implicit terms of this ceremony.
Silently talking to himself, Zeus was very troubled by this. But thousands of years have passed, and he is not only seeking pleasure and hunting for beauties in the human world.
At this point, even if the position of the main god is different, the God King can be replaced at any time, and there is more than one person.
Under the huge power of faith accumulated in Asgard for thousands of years, even if it is a pig, as long as it is a natural god, Zeus can turn it into an extremely powerful God of Ten Thousand Pigs.
Zephyros is an example. The emergence of faith completely broke the innate order of the strength and weakness of the true gods... and this power of life and death is exactly what he has always pursued.
Of course, it would be better if this world had no spirit world, no land without light, no land of eternal night, and no gods who dared to resist him.
So the reason why Zeus came here today is for this goal he has always pursued.
The Abyss, the most terrifying and harmless primitive god in the world. He has existed there quietly since his birth, and has never caused any trouble to the God Kings of all generations. Instead, he is their shared prison cell.
Even Tartarus in the original trajectory was more or less the father of Typhon, but now the God King could not find any reason why he was a threat to him.
Especially the message sent by his incarnation not long ago made the God King overjoyed.
An unexpected experience, obtained the artifact and the origin. Although the origin was used up by the incarnation, there was still a lot left.
The main purpose of this trip was completed very well by the incarnation. It successfully found the existence corresponding to the omen of Zeus in the dark-a great man who could mobilize the power of the abyss, and the mother goddess respected by hundreds of millions of demons (?).
The former is icing on the cake, and the latter, even if it is not a timely help, is a huge force that can influence the world situation.
Especially the message told Zeus that this demon mother might be his natural ally, the sixth wife in a sense.
This made Zeus regret that he had not taken action before, and he couldn't help but say that it was not too late now.
He never expected that he could still win help for himself in this way until today.
"...Perhaps this is the destiny of the God King..."
"This is the responsibility I was born to fulfill. As for the benefits it brings me, it is just a small reward given by 'Destiny' to its executors."
With a laugh, the God King was in a very good mood at the moment.
However, he did not completely relax, but kept his spirit tense at all times.
According to the description given in the previous message, it would not be long before his incarnation would meet the Demon Mother in person. At that time, the other party would give him a 'live broadcast' in the spiritual realm. Zeus came to Asgard for this reason.
After all, the incarnation is an incarnation after all. It underestimated Tartarus's isolation ability, so that the transmission of the previous message was actually delayed for a long time before Zeus received it.
Compared with the human world, it is still less likely to conflict with the laws of the abyss here... So he waited silently. Although Zeus was looking forward to it, he was still neither slow nor anxious.
Time passed slowly, and I don't know how much time has passed.
At a certain moment, in the palace on the central mountain of Asgard, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the God King.
From the void outside the interface, a "will interface" similar to the previous one, but with a clearer look, was coming towards his location.
With a thought, a vast will was immediately spread out, merging with the thought that was pursuing it.
In an instant, the senses of the incarnation's spiritual realm and Zeus's body were "in sync". However, perhaps because of the difference in time and space between the two realms, there was still a little "delay" between the two sides, so that the first thing that came into the mind of the God King was not the incarnation's experience, but a "letter" that followed.
With a slight raise of his eyebrows, Zeus slowly opened the page of "letter" that only existed in his consciousness.
Although he could read it in one thought, it was precisely when facing such a major event that the God King needed to calm down.
"Hmm... a very 'special' appearance, not real. Let me see if his will is disturbed. If so, I will disconnect him."
"But this 'special'... how special is it? The incarnation didn't say, so in his... 'I's' opinion, I should be able to see this specialness at a glance."
"'I' didn't describe this specialness in detail, probably because I was afraid that it would be intercepted in the process of transmitting information. After all, it was facing the great power of the abyss. So if I can't see at a glance what's 'special' about the appearance of this demon mother, then there should be a problem."
His expression was calm, and dozens of guesses flashed through his mind in an instant, and finally wiped them out one by one.
Shaking his head slightly, Zeus felt that there was no need to rush.
No matter how special the method is, we will just deal with it. Moreover, if it is really strange enough, it proves that what the incarnation sees is the real scene.
So he casually took a glass of fine wine brewed by Dionysus and tasted it carefully. He put his attention back on the "signal" sent back from the abyss, waiting for the "delay" to end.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths... It didn't take too long, and only half of the glass of wine was drunk, and the mind began to change from the original emptiness.
The blur gradually became clear, and the first thing that came into view was an eye full of passionate emotions and attachment.
And with just one glance, Zeus, the master of Chaos' emotions, saw a thousand clues from it.
The owner of this eye must admire him very much, but she didn't dare to express it.
She was inferior and arrogant, just like those princesses of small countries on earth who learned about his identity as a god.
Oh, what did I say about "special", it turns out to be just like this... Thinking that he had understood the incarnation's thoughts, his tense spirit relaxed a little. It was unexpected that he was his admirer.
After all, a great admirer, this was really...
...Hmm?
His expression changed slightly, and Zeus suddenly felt that he had overlooked something.
From the perspective of his incarnation's spirit, there was nothing wrong with seeing the eyes first, but why was it "one"?
It seemed that he had thought a lot, but in fact, it was only a moment in the spirit world.
At the moment when the God King was stunned for this, the originally blurred picture quickly became clear.
Subconsciously refocusing his attention, Zeus was unprepared for this. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't have any other thoughts.
No matter how "special" the thoughts he sent back to himself were, how special could they be?
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Click...
click...
...
"Huh?"
In the abyss, the nameless interface.
Although they had just met not long ago, Zeus's level in some aspects was no joke.
It was just a short conversation, and the God King incarnation had already talked happily with Moya in front of him.
Flowers bloomed in the desolate land in his hands. Although he had never mastered the authority corresponding to [Plants], the omnipotence of divine power was fully revealed in Zeus's hands.
It was impossible for him to change the climate of a world, but it was not impossible to change a place.
So flowers were spread on the ground, forming a unique picture depicting Moya's exquisite appearance.
The incarnation of the God King picked up a rose casually, as if he wanted to put it in Moya's hair, but in the end he just shook his head regretfully and threw it aside.
"This..."
Moya looked at the rose that fell on the ground beside Zeus, and a trace of pity and sadness flashed in her eyes.
In a place like the abyss, how long has she not seen flowers? As Aphrodite said, only the human world has fine wine and flowers.
The quasi-divine power of the Abyss Demon God is not inferior to the power of the real gods in the world, but it can never be compared with it in the field of omnipotence.
So she can only associate with those bloodthirsty demons, and all she sees is bad water and poor mountains.
Until today, the God King from the human world created this sea of flowers in front of her. This originally made Moya's heart, which had changed due to the change of body, even more excited, but now Zeus's behavior was like an arrow shot into her chest.
Yes, she is now a demon, even if the other party did not show it directly, but he knew it in his heart.
So he would rather throw the flowers on the ground than wear them on himself... But what can he do?
"..."
"... Madam?"
"Ah?"
"I, I was distracted just now..."
"It's okay, madam."
Zeus smiled slightly and didn't care about it.
"In fact, I just had some feelings just now. How can such a mortal thing that I hastily created be worthy of your extraordinary face?" "!
"
He didn't look in Moya's direction, nor did he stay in her eyes that were firmly locked on him.
Zeus's face was still regretful. He seemed to be recalling something, but he couldn't do anything about it.
"Looking around the world, I'm afraid that only the stars in the sky are qualified to be the embellishment on your crown, and the waves of the sea are worthy of being the pattern on the hem of your skirt."
"If I really am the king of gods who has the final say, then I must find them all for you, just in exchange for a smile from you...ah, I'm so sorry.
"Ma'am, I seem to have spoken out of turn just now..."
"No, you didn't. "
With absolute certainty, at this moment, Moya no longer cared about the flowers that fell to the ground. All she could see was Zeus's frown.
Tartarus, this is the king of gods that the world should have. Compared to him, his father and brother are not even as good as a hair of his!
But how could such a king of gods feel sad? 'The king of gods who has the final say'... Besides him, who else is qualified to bear this title, and who dares to hinder his steps?
Subconsciously taking a step forward, Moya grabbed Zeus' arm and stretched out her hand to smooth out the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
"You don't have it, you are the 'king of gods who has the final say', and only you have this qualification."
"Who is unwilling to obey your orders? Is it Gaia, or someone else?"
"Believe me, Zeus, that old guy can't stop you... Only you are the greatest king of gods in history!"
"..."
Shaking his head in silence, he tilted his head slightly, looking at the face that struck his soul, the incarnation of the God King felt shaken again.
But emotions could not affect him after all, and he quickly stabilized his mind.
At this moment, Zeus was just sighing in his heart, wondering if this mother of demons had never communicated with others much, how could she be more gullible than the most gullible gods he had ever met? She
was so naive, he was a little embarrassed to continue... But then again, what did the original body mean just now.
The previous 'click...' and 'click...' sounds were not illusions, but real sounds in the spirit, and were signs that the spiritual connection was about to be broken.
You know, at first Zeus thought that the original body had discovered something wrong, and he had already... He began to think about countermeasures. But what he didn't expect was that the sound only lasted for two times, and then there was no movement.
What does this mean? Did he want to cut off the connection at first, but gave up after thinking it over again and again... Or was the original body also shocked by Moya's beauty for a moment, so that he couldn't control himself and almost broke the connection?
It's not sure which one it is, but after a while, seeing that the connection with the original body was still connected, the incarnation of the God King no longer hesitated.
If you don't cut it off, you will suffer the consequences.
Since the original body finally decided not to cut off the connection, it proves that there should be no problem with the Demon Mother.
Feeling relieved, Zeus looked up and gave Moya a perfect smile again.
Since there is no problem... then he doesn't need to wait any longer.
In the abyss, in an unknown interface.
A sea of flowers rises, and vines and plants weave into shape.
Since he has received a positive answer from the main body, the incarnation of the God King has put aside the last bit of doubt.
Looking at the figure in front of him, he does not intend to waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity .
So in a moment, a palace made of flowers, plants and trees rose from the ground, covering the figures of Zeus and Moya.
In an instant, the fate in the dark seemed to be shaking slightly, celebrating the correction of the original wrong path.
The laws of the world and the abyss also began to gradually approach in an unknown place, waiting for the further actions of the God King.
Just like the blessing of the spirit, whether it is the incarnation of Zeus or the main body, they all have a kind of enlightenment at this moment.
He should have bred nine goddesses with the existence in front of him, but fate took a turn before he ascended the throne.
So the gods destined by heaven have changed, not only in quantity, but also in identity.
For the world, it is hard to say whether this is good or bad. After all, no matter what, the God King has given the gods who could not be born a chance to come to the world again.
For Zeus, this was an absolute opportunity.
After all, this time was different from the request of the demon prince.
This time, he didn't have to worry about causing the wrath of the living world, and his bloodline could still stay.
Sha——
with a big wave of her hand, the palace gate made of grass and trees closed.
After a while, as the earth shook slightly, an invisible wave gradually spread out from this place as the center.
At first it was just this interface, then it spread to the nearby abyss, and finally covered the entire Tartarus, and even reached places far into the living world.
Deep in the starry sky, Aphrodite, who was quietly waiting in front of the sacrificial gate, was shocked.
When this wave approached her, the goddess of beauty only felt an extremely grand will descending on her. The favor of the will from the abyss descended on her, and with it came the power of the race that suddenly grew by who knows how many times.
The demon tribe, which was created not long ago by her, with only two or three cats and kittens, seemed to have expanded countless times in an instant, becoming a demon tribe that spread all over Tartarus. Even the will of the abyss favored it a little more.
At this moment, Aphrodite had no doubt that even without the reward promised by the Demon Mother, she could easily become a powerful demon god in the abyss with the favor of the abyss that came out of nowhere.
Of course, unless it was absolutely necessary, the goddess of beauty would not leave the world.
So although she was shocked by this sudden change, Aphrodite was only shocked for a moment, and then she acted as if she had not heard of it.
The invisible wave passed through the goddess of beauty, but did not terminate the transaction.
The real god in front of the Sacrifice Gate was only one of her targets, and there were many more.
The supreme will descended almost at the same time [862-11-Thunder Pool], and two great powers descended one after another.
In the center of the interface, the demon prince who had just seen off the incarnation of the God King looked overjoyed.
Facing the will of the abyss that descended from the sky, it only felt that its upper limit, which had been suspended due to Zeus's stop, began to rise again.
The true status of the [Demon Prince] also began to condense... and at the edge of the interface, another force that also arrived seemed to be somewhat reluctant to descend.
He seemed to have noticed that there was something wrong with the target, but he could not accurately distinguish it in a hurry.
Although the will of the abyss was far more active than the laws of the world, his power was far inferior.
Unable to find the problem in the first time, the will that came according to instinct finally gave the reward according to the will of the meritorious person.
So countless demon god origins rolled down like a tide and poured into the body of the demon with a human body, a snake tail and eight arms.
On the ground at the edge of the interface, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the eight-armed snake demon.
Looking up at the sky, the big snake's face was surprised and a little admiring.
It was not surprised that its traces could be discovered by the will of Tartarus, but it never expected that it would receive a reward from the other party.
Is it because of Zeus' incarnation?
It should be.
But the other party should not have chosen to complete the bloodline of the demon god, so where did this reward come from?
"Hiss..."
He hissed softly, without thinking for too long.
Although it is a little hard to believe, but after excluding all the impossibilities, the remaining choice is no longer impossible, and it can only be the only truth.
"But it shouldn't be... Zeus, it turns out to be so brave."
"In this case, I underestimated the world..."
He sighed softly with a serious expression. Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, a sense of respect arose from the bottom of his heart.
To be honest, although it was indeed himself who revealed Zeus's whereabouts to the demon prince, and it was also himself who gave the other party such an idea. But to be realistic, in addition to the idea of getting some benefits, it was just for the fun of watching "Zeus hurriedly escaped and did not hesitate to destroy his incarnation."
As for other possibilities, although the snake thought about it, he never thought it would really come true.
After all, even if Poseidon is not picky about meat or vegetables, he only targets humans whose beauty cannot be appreciated. Those birds, beasts, and even fish are also extraordinary in the eyes of their kind.
However, until now, whether the snake is willing to believe it or not, the facts seem to be in front of it.
This seemingly ordinary god king in the world... is so terrifying in his heart!
"There is an old saying among mortals in later generations."
"Those who achieved great things in ancient times did not have extraordinary talents, but also had perseverance!"
"God King Zeus, he is a true portrayal of this sentence."
Shocked in the heart, the snake hesitated for a moment. It felt the source power of the abyss demon god that kept coming, but the number was slowly decreasing with time, and it made a decision in its heart.
Swish -
silently, the [Mirror of Spreer] that controlled part of the power of the [Space] field fell into its hands.
It knew that if it used the power of this artifact here, Tartarus would probably soon discover its problem.
By that time, the little Demon God source power that had not been collected was small, but a siege was almost foreseeable...
But after careful consideration, Da She felt that this was not a problem.
First, if it had been discovered in the abyss, the suppression of Tartarus and the demon mother would have come almost instantly.
Even if the real body of the Midgard Serpent came here, it would not have had a good ending.
At this moment, even if it was exposed, Moya would definitely not have the time to deal with it. As for the will of the abyss... it would not be long before He would also have no free time. After all, feeling this increasingly grand and vast idea, experiencing the trembling and joy of the laws of the abyss, the snake knew that a transformation that was extremely critical to him was about to begin.
The arrival and actions of the God King gave him the most core opportunity and key, and now, Tartarus was ready to start a sublimation that was doomed to fail.
"Failure... yes."
"This is the meaning of personality."
"Compared to the instinct of learning from failure and not turning back until you hit the wall, only an independent personality can learn from the experience of others and prevent oneself from moving in the wrong direction."
With a calm expression, the snake easily concluded this.
Perhaps the simple snake of the courtyard would not dare to say so sure, but Ryan was qualified to judge so.
After personally participating in the destruction of a world, he deeply understood that it was not that simple to condense the characteristics of the creation field.
The opportunity that Zeus has created for the abyss cannot be said to be completely useless, but the use is definitely not as great as imagined.
The condensation of the characteristics of creation is like a mortal ascending to the throne of God. It is possible to take a steady step forward or ascend to heaven in one step.
However, the greater the leap, the greater the difficulty. Even for the most ordinary impact, an opportunity like today is only a chance, but not a big chance.
Driven by instinct, the target chosen by Tartarus for the first impact was so far away.
[Chaos], as expected, the characteristic of "He" who wanted to sublimate was nothing else but [Chaos], the most important representative of the outer world.
If "He" succeeded, then the promoted Tartarus would probably have the power to suppress the mother tree immediately, even though the two were born so far apart.
But just compare the other two to know how difficult it is to achieve this behavior.
Starting with the annihilation war before the end of one world, and taking the fall of another self, La Atum, as an opportunity, Amon only sublimated the "replacement" that showed the debate of "existence and non-existence" from the "absolute void" represented by the eight original gods that combined in pairs; and ending with the destruction of the other world, the flesh and blood mother tree, which took an incredible war as an opportunity, also just found the key from the changes of "life" and "death", condensing and sublimating his "immortality".
Even if Ryan didn't know much about these two processes, the two worlds were far from being comparable to Chaos today. He could also conclude that if Tartarus just wanted to sublimate a certain field of his mastery of symbols, perhaps he would still have the possibility of success.
But since the object of his sublimation was "chaos", there was no reason for him to succeed.
So...
"So, as the creator of the [Book of Years], how can I not record such a major event that can affect the progress of Chaos' world and even involves a great existence at the peak of divine power impacting a higher realm?"
He grinned, not to mention anything else, just recording this event itself is a major supplement to the authority of [History].
Involving several great people, affecting the past and the future in the field of time and space, this is such a major event.
So with a sense of mission to the main body, the big snake calculated the time and drove the [Mirror of Sprel].
The artifact that controls space explored left and right in the abyss, and finally locked a side interface faintly.
Once upon a time, the original Ryan created a great painting, [Death of the God King].
It burned the old body of the second generation of God King and opened the opposition between Hell and the Abyss.
And now, it, the snake of the courtyard, will also record an immortal secret history and engrave it in the depths of Hell.
This history will also be remembered, and one day in the future, it will affect the pattern of the entire world.
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The world, Olympus.
It was no different from the past. This pure land that belonged to the gods was like spring all year round.
Although the goddess of beauty left the sacred mountain not long ago, Hera was very dissatisfied with this.
She thought that this bitch who only had a face to look at really had no overall view and did not know how to pay attention to the changes in the world.
But no matter what, Aphrodite was one of the twelve main gods after all. Although the queen of heaven was nominally higher than the main gods, the gods only respected her because of the power of the king of gods.
So the goddess of beauty's self-willedness did not really bring any consequences in the end. Instead, the meeting between the gods was postponed again and again.
Just like today, Apollo drove the golden chariot across the sky as usual.
His skilled skills made him still steady with his eyes slightly closed... But at this moment, the sun god was not dozing off, he was just dealing with his accumulated prayers.
Every god can receive the prayers of mortals, which is almost something connected with faith.
But correspondingly, among the gods, few gods are willing to respond to these prayers.
Indifference to mortals, boredom with complicated things, or simply forgetting.
In short, in the entire Olympus, there are not many gods who are willing to spend more time managing their own kingdoms, let alone prayers from the human world.
Apollo did not comment on this, because he was not very diligent.
He just dealt with very important matters among believers every once in a while, or listened to the wishes of several believers according to his mood.
This is the case today. While driving the golden chariot, Apollo swam in the ocean of faith.
Following the ubiquitous magic net, he first promoted or demoted his clergy and replaced unqualified candidates.
Then, with a change of mind, the sun god's energy turned to his own kingdom.
This is his habit, first public and then private.
For him, the kingdom of God and the church are naturally "public", and as for ordinary believers, they belong to the category of "private".
After all, the souls of believers in the kingdom of God, who are jokingly called "Prayers" by the gods, do not completely belong to the gods, but in a sense, they can be regarded as the property of the gods.
However, this time, when Apollo's thoughts explored the interior of Asgard with ease, a great sense of danger suddenly surged into his heart.
Without hesitation, the sun god, who had once held the oracle tablet in the original trajectory and was once known as the prophecy god, believed his premonition almost instantly.
His mind quickly retreated, as if something was chasing him.
Such a quick decision cannot be said to be imperative... However, the next moment, Apollo knew that he was still too late.
"——!"
"Puff——!"
The sound was silent and the elephant was invisible.
In an instant, the sun god did not know what happened.
A mouthful of divine blood was immediately spat out, and even on Apollo's divine body, a trace of spiritual scars appeared.
Sh ... Like the surging tide, one wave is stronger than the other, Apollo almost fell off the chariot. Fortunately, the divine horse in front of the chariot did not run around again this time, it waited obediently. It was not until a long time later that the sun god finally recovered. "——Apollo, how are you?" Swish——! The divine light passed through the ground and fell directly in front of the golden chariot. Although the visitor had tried his best to calm his breath, Apollo still felt the turbulent divine power. The sun god's face was not very good, and he shook his head slightly. With his right hand covering his chest, he looked at Hestia who hurried over, and he didn't know what to say. "...I'm fine...it's just that Asgard seems to have a problem." "Just now, my kingdom of God seems to have suffered a heavy blow. As for the source of power..." "It's Zeus." The goddess of the hearth, who frowned and was also shocked by the instant annihilation of a large number of petitioners, said affirmatively. "But he probably didn't mean it." "I feel it more clearly than you... His spirit seems to contain great pain, so much so that my power of 'Guardian of the House' was triggered by him." "... Maybe." Speechless, whether it was intentional or not, it was a reality that he had suffered a heavy blow. But taking a deep breath, Apollo could only admit that he was unlucky. "Alas... You go back and rest first, I can drive the sun god's chariot for you for a while." "Zeus... He is really a worry." Opposite Apollo, Hestia also saw the dissatisfaction in her nephew's heart, but she didn't know what to say. She had to let him go back to recuperate first, so as not to accidentally fall to the human world while driving the chariot. "Okay, thank you, Your Highness." Apollo agreed immediately, and he really felt that his current state was not very good. So he got off the golden chariot and immediately handed over the power of driving to the goddess of fire. The shock of faith caused by the death of a large number of believers at the same time had already acted on the spirit, not to mention that his will had been severely damaged first, which resulted in even more injuries. Fortunately, although Hestia is not as powerful as himself in matching the authority of the [Sun], she can still make up for it with a lot of power. In addition, the current divine chariot is not pulling the real sun, so... Boom - thunder is heard in silence. The previous shock has not subsided yet, and the sound of the sun myth has not fallen, and another shock that hits the heart comes across. Suddenly looking up, Apollo and the goddess of the hearth looked at each other. From each other's eyes, he could see that Hestia heard the same voice as him. But it was not Asgard, this time it was a shock from the source sea. It seems that something big is happening that affects the world, but the beings in the material world are still unaware of it. As powerful gods in the world, the two of them can sense it. "... Apollo, now it seems that Zeus's movement just now is probably related to this... In a place we don't know, changes have occurred in Chaos World that only the God King can get involved in, and the kingdom of the gods has also been affected." "It seems that I have to go and talk to him later..." He spoke in a low voice. Since two unusual things happened at the same time, there is a high probability that there is some connection between them. Hestia looked worried. No wonder Zeus has been indifferent to many things recently. Of course, there is his dissatisfaction with some people, but perhaps there is also this reason. He is dealing with those unknown major events, so he has no energy to pay attention to other things. But it can't go on like this. After today's affairs are over, she must go to Zeus in person to ask what he is doing today. Although he is a God King with great divine power, he has his own shortcomings and strengths. No one is omnipotent. As long as he is willing to speak out the difficulties, the gods can work together to find a solution. Besides, no matter what others think, as his eldest sister, Hestia will definitely try her best to help him. ······· Crack... Bang! ... The world, Asgard. It was a mess, like a natural disaster. Looking around, the once shining kingdoms of God had become dim. On another mountain called "Olympus" forged by faith, Zeus' figure had disappeared at some point. The ornaments cast from divine metal seemed to have been crushed by great brute force, and in the sky above the interface, a dark mass of clouds covered the sky. Silver lightning shuttled up and down in it, and the dancing of the electric snake seemed so crazy and violent. The rain poured down, and the rain made of mortal faith poured down, intertwined with the shining lightning. It was as if something was trying to clean the dirt on itself, but this dirt could not be gotten rid of no matter what. Rumble - the thunder shook the four fields. The whole Asgard was a scene of doomsday, and some fragments of the kingdom of God shattered by lightning seemed to confirm this.
Countless petitioners prayed to the gods in their respective kingdoms, but no one could probe their thoughts into Asgard at this moment. The natural disaster continued, bringing down destruction like the end of the world. As time passed, the crazy dancing lightning gradually converged a little.
It seemed to realize where it was, and this was not a place that could be destroyed at will. So it began to consciously limit the scope of its activities to reduce the impact on the surroundings.
This scene lasted for a long time, and the interface was constantly turbulent.
Until a certain moment, with the sudden vibration of a vast source sea, the winding and dancing lightning snake stiffened for a moment.
Then, under some great will, it smashed directly to the top of Mount Olympus and fell back to this illusory mountain made of faith.
The lightning re-condensed, and a human shape was quickly outlined. But for some reason, it did not return to its true flesh and blood state after it had a general shape.
It has always maintained the appearance of a group of elements, and only the hideous and distorted face can be vaguely seen.
"Oh…oh…"
"I'm the King of Gods…that's right, I'm the King of Gods!"
"He who wears the crown must bear its weight."
"This is the test given to me by the great destiny, this is the proof that I am superior to all living beings—!"
"No matter who it is, no matter who you are… no matter if you are Kronos, Erebus, Uranus… or you, Ryan, this is a great trial that you simply cannot complete!"
"Only me! Only me in this world!! Only the great king of gods, Zeus, can do it!!!
"No one can match me, so I am the only king in the world!!! "
The voice shook the void, and the words were deafening. At this moment, the God King even felt that he seemed to have comprehended a supreme realm.
In a trance, he combined his will with the origin of [Thunder], allowing himself to face the impact of the divine power.
But this time, the original power that was enough to overwhelm all gods seemed to have lost its effect in front of Zeus for a short time, and his supreme will seemed to have subdued the impact of the power.
The chaotic information from all things in nature is endless, which is not something that individual wisdom can bear.
The only result of trying to occupy everything is to become a part of them.
However, at this moment, some changes seem to be happening.
The power of the great divine power is operating more exquisitely in the hands of Zeus... Although at this moment he has no time to carefully experience this state world.
It's like letting a person with natural mysophobia come into contact with the dirtiest and filthiest environment, or letting a patient with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder live in a room where everything seems inharmonious.
As the king of gods in the material world, an indispensable part of order, Zeus's aversion to chaos is almost innate, and so is his pursuit of beauty.
But at this moment, the great king of the gods is facing the greatest weakness of his own humanity...
As for the belief that supports him to persist, it is his pursuit of power and strength, and the persistence of his own incarnation.
That's right, it's the persistence of the incarnation.
Because until that moment, until he saw the existence faced by his incarnation, the king of the gods of Olympus understood the meaning of the other party's message and the belief of going all out.
Special appearance, if there is a problem, point it out quickly... As soon as Zeus started Shi was still wondering, there are billions of creatures in the world, what kind of beauty has the God King not seen, what kind of appearance has the God King not understood, so that his incarnation can be described like this.
But when everything really fell into his eyes, the God King realized that he actually had such a firm will in his heart, so that even in the face of such a scene, he could still talk and laugh.
At that moment, Zeus was shocked.
Was this something he did?
Of course it was.
The reason why he couldn't believe it was not because Zeus couldn't do it, but because he had never really seen through his own heart.
Just like in the human world, he heard that there are many mortals who are greedy for life and afraid of death in normal times, but can face death calmly at the critical moment; there are also many seemingly loyal subjects, but in the face of real threats. The ground in front of him collapsed.
In the past, Zeus could not understand this kind of human nature, but now he understands it.
The incarnation and the original body are actually one heart, and they are essentially the same person.
Although there is a difference in strength, there is no difference between the two in their decisions and choices about things.
So if the incarnation can do it, Zeus himself should be able to do it. If he seems unable to do it, it is only because he is still separated from it by a layer and has never been truly "immersive".
In this case, the memories of the incarnation are constantly coming, and as long as Zeus wants to do it, he can cut off this invisible connection at any time.
But he can't do it, even for the sacrifice of his own incarnation. Since the other party is really "special" enough, he must persist.
And in the end, he did get his reward.
"Huh..." He
gasped, his own personality consciousness merged with the origin of thunder, and the violent shock of the root of human nature temporarily smoothed out the pollution of the source power.
Even if this state cannot last, Zeus still feels stronger than ever at this moment.
His will seemed to swim freely in the boundless sea of sources, as if the world had become one, but he still retained a complete consciousness.
In the dark, Zeus even had a feeling.
If he had achieved greatness not with [Kingdom], but with the more powerful [Thunder] priesthood, then he might be able to complete a certain transformation at this moment.
But now it seems that he can't do it for the time being.
However, taking this opportunity, in this state of being almost "mixed with the world", Zeus saw another wonder.
The sea of sources was boiling, and the worlds resonated.
At the bottom of Chaos's concept of time and space, where Tartarus was, a brilliant light that even the true gods could not see bloomed in an instant.
In the entire world opposite to the present world, this incomparably brilliant light and moment swept across everything, stirring up some of the most fundamental concepts of the world.
The endless source power that was so huge that it was immeasurable continued to vibrate and flowed towards the place where the light was.
What was it doing?
Zeus didn't know, but he could probably guess something.
Tartarus, the most powerful primordial god, seemed to have gained something from his incarnation, or from his act of fulfilling his destiny.
With this opportunity, he began to transcend and sublimate... something was being born in his complete and magnificent symbol.
At almost the same moment, the throne of the God King trembled slightly.
It seemed to have sensed some kind of threat, and could not help but react instinctively.
"...?!"
His heart was shaken. After all these years, this was the first time Zeus had seen a being that could make the throne of the gods react like this.
Was it afraid? What kind of power could make the throne granted by heaven afraid?
With a firm look in his eyes, Zeus reaffirmed his heart at this moment.
The incarnation's choice was right... Regardless of whether the abyss could succeed, the growth of his own power was imminent.
Hell, the ninth layer.
In the temple that was similar to the former Mount Odilus.
The void shook gently, and the chains of laws that seemed to be real were stretched to the limit.
Thousands of cracks emerged and faded, as if they were constantly swinging between life and death.
With a stern expression, Asmodeus' eyes became more and more solemn.
The secret conversation was forced to end, because Tartarus' sudden change also affected the core of Purgatory.
Looking through layers of time and space, the Lord of the Nine Hells looked at the bright light rising from the bottom of the abyss.
Without any sign, this ancient primitive god suddenly burst out all his power.
An incredible transformation began. If He could succeed in the end, then with the size of Hell at this time, I am afraid that He would no longer be able to compete with the other party.
The catastrophe is coming, and if he is not careful, Purgatory may face a devastating blow.
Just watching all this, Asmodeus has been slow to make any effective response.
It's not that he didn't think that Tartarus would become stronger, and it was even the opposite. Because the power of the abyss has expanded too rapidly in recent years, the Lord of the Nine Hells had discussed this with Ryan a long time ago.
Asmodeus was very worried about this, but in the face of his inquiry, the snake didn't care.
At that time, it easily told the Lord of the Nine Hells that although the abyss and hell seemed to have been separated, they were actually one from the beginning to the end.
No matter how strong it becomes, no matter how much source power it absorbs, Tartarus can't complete any fundamental transformation without completely abandoning hell. This is something that was determined from the beginning.
Even if it is the worst result, hell can at least find a way to eliminate the influence of the other party's promotion and will not be broken, so Asmodeus was relieved.
But now that the matter has come, he suddenly realized that the reality seems not to be the case.
In the depths of the abyss, the brilliant light shines on the universe.
Strong pressure is pressed on the shoulders. Although the abyss has not yet completed its sublimation, its powerful power has already made the Lord of the Nine Hells feel a thorn in his side.
Will there really be no impact? Looking at the chains of laws around him, Asmodeus had a deep doubt about this.
If there is no impact, then what is going on here...
"Hehe... What are you stopping for, Kronos? Let's continue what we didn't finish talking about before."
"As you can see, Tartarus's performance today is indeed a bit unexpected. This surprised me a little, but this also means that you should cooperate with me more..."
"The structure of this interface is very delicate and has great potential, but it is still too weak... Why, are you still worried that He can really take this step successfully and cause the destruction of the entire hell? Then you can rest assured."
"I assure you that this is absolutely impossible."
The voice was calm, with a little smile.
In the shadow of the temple, the man in black was calm.
With an unchanged expression, Asmodeus turned his attention back to the temple.
Without getting angry at having his thoughts exposed, the Lord of the Nine Hells asked seriously:
"You said it's impossible, why?"
"Because although I don't understand the realm above greatness, nor do I understand fate and the God King that well, I understand Chaos, the original God, and the order of the world."
The man in black spoke lightly without keeping anyone in suspense.
"Tartarus's promotion is indeed beyond my understanding. I don't know what exactly affects the success or failure of His sublimation, but I can at least feel that His power that gradually condenses and sublimates from all things in the world is [Chaos] itself."
"[Chaos]... What a grand concept. But the existence of a [Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood] is still difficult for the world to tolerate. And how can He remain indifferent to an abyss that is qualified to completely integrate everything outside the world?"
"From this, it can be seen that since He has no reaction now, that is actually His most direct reaction."
"Tartarus's sublimation will not succeed... This is the judgment made by the world for me."
[Chaos]... Is that so?
At the head of the Temple, listening to the explanation of the man in black, combined with some things that Ryan had said, Asmodeus seemed to have a deeper understanding at this moment.
I still remember that at the beginning of everything, when hell was opened up, Ryan once said that the Nine Hells were order in chaos, and the connection between Him and the Abyss would never be erased.
This most essential connection allows the two to devour each other... but [Order] is [Order] after all.
If it were other realms, perhaps as the snake said, the promotion of the Abyss would not bring any oppression to hell, but when Tartarus tried to sublimate [Chaos], which was just opposite to it, this premise was broken.
The pressure from the abyss therefore came to him... trying to crush the Nine Purgatory and turn it into a part of Him again.
But looking at the huge snake shadow that seemed to be wandering in the sky outside the fifth layer interface, Asmodeus was no longer worried about it.
Yes, perhaps the reason why the snake did not talk about the exception of [Chaos] was because it knew that if the abyss chose it, then He would not be able to succeed.
This is a sublimation that is doomed to fail, the judgment made by the Lord of the Spirit World and the Lord of Darkness at the same time.
As his tense mood calmed down, Asmodeus breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for clearing up my confusion. It seems that I thought too much."
Sincerely thanking him, the Lord of the Nine Hells leaned forward slightly on the throne.
Putting the emergency aside for now... But he still hasn't figured out the other party's purpose of coming here.
"In that case, let's continue our previous conversation."
"Your Highness Erebus, I'm very curious, why have you come all the way here, even at the cost of entering the abyss to meet me as an incarnation?"
"Since you have already met my subordinates who are active in the human world, you can use the Sacrifice Gate to talk to me... As a primordial god, why bother to risk entering the realm of another primordial god?"
"Of course, it's because of the deal I'm going to make with you next."
"If the deal can be reached, I still have to send an incarnation to complete it. And I don't think you will refuse, so let's just save some effort."
"Deal?"
"What do you want to trade with me?"
"But no matter what it is, I hope you understand in advance that I have no interest in helping others to backstab their collaborators-of course, if we can really reach a cooperation, then you are naturally included." "Besides that, I can't think of anything I can trade with you."
Asmodeus spoke calmly and reminded.
However, facing his pointed words, the man in black just smiled and shook his head.
"You think too much. You don't need to fight. I just want to buy something from you."
"If I fail in the future, then this is bought for me. If I succeed... then someone will run this 'industry' for me."
Slowly pacing, the man in black walked to the door of the hall.
Looking up at the sky from here, eight illusory shadows can be vaguely seen, and there are countless stars, just like the stars in the sky under the night sky of the human world.
Those are the projections of the other eight layers of hell and the more distant abyss layer in the interface of the ninth layer.
If you look closely, you can find that there is a certain connection between the arrangement of those stars, and three of the eight shadows are different from the other five.
They are connected to each other, as if they are a school of their own, emitting bursts of light in the air of the ninth layer of hell.
Raising his finger and pointing, the man in black said with a smile:
"It."
"That's what I want to buy."
"There are nine levels of hell, and I want to buy one of them from you."
"I won't take it away from here, but will leave it here like Ryan. After all, the nine hells are meaningful when they are combined, and the divided world is not as good as Asgard owned by Zeus."
"Don't rush to refuse, the conditions I offer are absolutely not something you can refuse... As I said in my previous letter, I will give you a source of power as huge as the power Zeus got from Typhon."
"And there will be no hidden dangers with this power, because this is not a power drawn from myself, but a price instilled in me by the world, but directly transferred to you by me."
"This kind of behavior is impossible to do. After all, even if I am the original god, it is impossible to separate the dark source power comparable to the great divine power under the restrictions of the world's laws. Even if this is a power that has not yet merged with me, not everyone can take on this power bestowed by the world for me."
"But you are different... Kronos, you should still remember."
"Silver human, at the turn of the era... As early as the beginning of the Nine Hells, the roots of this world have already been branded with [darkness]. So just like the underworld, you can also bear the power that originally belonged to me."
"...!"
Holding the armrest, Asmodeus looked unchanged, but both he and Erebus knew that his heart was absolutely surging at the moment.
Buying an interface and using the vast origin of great divine power as a bargaining chip has never happened since Chaos created the world.
And the most important thing is that Asmodeus admitted that he was tempted by the deal mentioned by the Lord of Darkness.
The origin of darkness comparable to great divine power, how critical it is for him who only has the symbol but not enough power to fill it.
Just like Ryan once only needed to continuously absorb the source power to raise the upper limit of the spirit world, the same is true for Asmodeus now.
After millions of years of entanglement with the abyss, if the integration of the remains of the Nine Realms is not counted, I am afraid that the power he has obtained is not as good as this transaction.
Moreover, the Lord of the Nine Hells could see that once this deal was concluded, he would be able to gain far more than just an increase in his own strength.
First of all, there were basically no great demons in the hell in the past who could reach the realm of true gods by their own strength, because Asmodeus's strength was really stretched. But if the [Darkness] source power was injected, this would instantly become a thing of the past.
At the same time, the interface blessing that the several layers of interfaces he controlled would instantly increase, and the pressure from the abyss in the [Shura Field] would be reduced several times.
And the most critical point is that if the Lord of Darkness also became the Lord of the Nine Hells interface like the Serpent of the Courtyard, then in addition to the source he used to trade with himself, there would probably be a steady stream of power poured into the layer of interface controlled by the other party.
Asmodeus knew that this might be one of the things the other party really wanted to do.
In this way, the other party would no longer have to worry about the collapse of his personality due to the strength of his body... and as the Lord of the Nine Hells in the conceptual sense, even if the interface that the other party subsequently injected source power into no longer belonged to him, he could still get some benefits from it.
The overall strength of the Nine Hells is also his strength.
From now on, the Nine Hells will change from the original "two-pole division" to a state similar to "three-legged tripod".
There is no doubt that such a hell looks more stable... and in order to obtain all these benefits, you only need to pay one thing.
"Numbers start from one, stand on three, become five, flourish at seven, and reach nine."
"I really didn't expect it. I used to pursue the extreme, but in the end I came out with such a result."
"But think about it carefully, it doesn't seem bad."
He sighed in his heart, although he didn't know that at this moment, the God King, who originally had only five wives due to the change of fate, found his sixth partner again, and was even about to give birth to a child with her. At this time, on the throne, Asmodeus made a decision.
As soon as the thought came out, in the dark, "five" and "six" cleverly underwent a subtle transformation at this time.
One of the two representatives was replaced here, and they walked towards each other's position...
Its change seemed to confirm that the current monarch had finally taken a key step in pursuing the ultimate "prosperity" in his original destiny, and it also seemed to indicate that the old master had gone in another direction.
It's just that the realm of destiny is elusive. This pillar that guides everything is both everywhere and "omnipresent".
No one can really find out its traces, so Asmodeus looked at the figure in the shadow and nodded slowly and solemnly.
"Okay, as your Excellency said, this is indeed a condition that I can't refuse."
"Together is beneficial, and to separate is harmful."
"I am willing to accept this deal, but the specific share... I think we still need to discuss it in detail."
The origin of [Darkness] at the level of great divine power, even if it is just a little more or less, may mean the birth of a future god-like devil.
What's more, the transfer of the interface is not that simple, they must first discuss the process.
But anyway, since the general direction has been determined, the remaining details are finalized.
Try to finish it as soon as possible... Now, he can't wait any longer.
I don't know how long it has been, I just remember that my spirit seems to be spreading endlessly.
As if floating in a dream, the incarnation of the God King has forgotten how he came here.
With a bright light, he flew from the ground to the sky, and from the stars to the ocean. Nothing can stop him, and nothing can notice him.
And every moment, something is constantly gathering towards "him", they become the driving force to support his progress, making him fly faster and faster, and more and more unstoppable.
The quantitative changes continue to accumulate, and the glory gradually becomes more brilliant.
Until a certain moment, when "him" took the last step, Zeus also began to jump towards a certain supreme direction...
Then, He exhausted all his strength in a position that was far from reaching the "other shore". Then, like a falling star, it exploded into a sky full of light.
...
"What are you thinking about?"
"...Thinking about you."
"It's hard to deceive myself...Moya, in all my years of being a god, you are the one who makes me most impulsive and the one who makes me feel most unforgettable."
At the bottom of the abyss, in the nameless interface.
Zeus slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, listening to the gentle voice behind him, without looking back.
Now it is not the beginning. Based on the time sequence of the abyss, it has been a long time since the two met for the first time.
During this time, his relationship with Moya has become closer.
Not only because of his sweet words, but also because, as Zeus expected, this demon mother from the abyss is his destined wife.
They will surely give birth to new gods according to destiny, even if they will belong to the gods of the abyss.
The king of gods obviously doesn't care about this. In Olympus today, the number of one or two gods is no longer important.
What he cared more about was his relationship with this new ally... After all, although she seemed to be easy to deceive, Zeus still wanted to add a few layers of insurance for a great man who he was destined to be unable to easily control in terms of power.
Common offspring was one, and common interests were the other.
Just as he shared power with Hera, interests were far more stable than emotions.
But as an incarnation, Zeus still had some things he didn't understand, just like the dream at the beginning.
He was not the original body, so he naturally couldn't understand what happened in the abyss.
The incarnation of the God King only knew that since that day, the entire Tartarus inexplicably gave him a feeling of "weakness", and even the ability to isolate the inside and outside became weaker.
So much so that the original body, which was originally unable to transmit information to him, could find an opportunity to send him the latest instructions - that is, in that thought, the traces of the original body's spirit were a little scattered, and the content also made him feel a little strange, even confusing.
Because the God King of Mount Olympus gave a very high evaluation of the behavior of his incarnation, and said that in terms of on-the-spot response, the ability of the incarnation had even exceeded the imagination of his original body.
Facing Moya's stunning appearance, he was able to remain unmoved and still act with the interests of the God King as the core, and finally completed the predetermined goal. This is incredible.
But for the great cause of the God King, he cannot stop here. Since he has paid so much, he must make this trip complete.
So getting on good terms with the Demon Mother is only the first step, and how to make the other party stand on his side in matters involving the present world is the second step. If possible, it is best to bring that demon in and continue his preparations in [862-11-Thunder Pool].
Even if this goal cannot be achieved perfectly, at least they must be allowed to resist the troublemakers of Hell and give them no chance to interfere in human affairs.
"...So, the gains from my trip may be passed back to the human world through reverse sacrifice, but I have to stay here for the time being?"
"Strictly speaking, this is not a big deal. After all, as an incarnation, my power is really insignificant to the original body. But, that memory..."
"Forget it, I'm afraid it can only stay with me for the time being... I hope the original body can solve the problems in the human world as soon as possible, and then take me back."
Shaking his head slightly, since it was the original body's decision, the incarnation did not intend to refute it. After all, he did not intend to let anyone know about that special communication, and he could not even leave any chance for leakage, and it was naturally impossible to convey it through this cross-border transmission method.
It was just that he encountered some difficulties in how to reply to the original body.
The first half of the information sent by the original body was still too strange. The on-the-spot response... Was his performance very unexpected?
And he was unmoved by the stunning face... This seemed to be his basic accomplishment.
Anyway, as the King of Gods, he may be lustful, but except for being careless when facing mortals, he has never been so careless when facing any gods because of their beauty.
Even if Moya's appearance is indeed unreal, in the eyes of the incarnation, it is far from enough to shake his heart.
So, the original body is likely to have something else to say. He has something to say, but he didn't say it directly.
It's just that in the abyss, although the perception between the incarnation and the original body cannot be communicated all the time, after all, they are the same person. Why do you need to use code words to yourself?
The only possibility is that this kind of thoughts are not easy to show even if the object is "myself"...
"It shouldn't be that."
"As the original body, I will return to him after all... Could it be that in the face of such a perfect goddess, he is jealous of even his incarnation?"
Objectively speaking, the incarnation of the God King thought this guess was a bit outrageous, but he couldn't think of a better explanation for a while.
So after thinking for a while, the incarnation had to make a decision.
In the future, when getting along with Moya, try to keep in touch with the original body.
If he had misunderstood the original body's meaning, then he only needed to cut off the connection. If he didn't cut it off, it would mean that he had acquiesced to his own behavior.
"Okay, that
's all I can do." "Next... let's get down to business."
He exhaled lightly, and it seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact, the things that flashed through the mind of the incarnation of the God King were only a moment.
Turning around and looking at Moya who was walking slowly like a newlywed wife, Zeus smiled gently, his eyes full of the other's shadow.
"Moya, I know..."
"This time, I, as the God King, have come to see you in the abyss, which may make you think that I have other intentions."
"I admit that I did come here with certain purposes in the beginning."
"But when I saw you, none of this mattered anymore."
"It doesn't matter. If you want me to do something--"
"--No need!"
The incarnation of the God King interrupted Moya's words with a firm tone.
"I am the king of gods, and the God Kings of all generations have never relied on women to occupy the world!"
"Father Sky has never relied on the authority of Mother Earth, and my father God has never relied on the power of Mother God. Before, I only regarded you as an aid that could be won over, so I could let you fight for me." "
But now, I have changed my mind!"
"Even if it's a battle, I will help you, help you defeat the demons that split the power of the abyss, and help you clear out the outsiders who invaded Tartarus!"
"In such a vast abyss, only you should be His master, and I will use facts to tell you that I will keep my word!" With a stunned look, at this moment, looking at the high-spirited Zeus, Moya's heartstrings were touched again.
The unceremonious decision, without any thought of discussing with her, made the former Titan goddess feel an unprecedented sense of security.
God King Zeus... Is there such a perfect male god in the world?
"I... No matter what you say, if you need me in the future, I will definitely help you."
"Your enemy is my enemy!"
He swore secretly, letting go of the last bit of vigilance in his heart.
Feeling the breath of life that has begun to grow in his body, Moya's face was full of smiles.
······
Chaos, the human world.
The sun rose as usual, and the turmoil in Tartarus obviously did not affect the mortal world.
In fact, in the entire world, there were only a few who had noticed the movement of the abyss, and the impact caused by His promotion was not even as great as the changes in Asgard.
Of course, this is also thanks to the wreckage of the world that has not been completely sucked dry so far.
It is precisely because of its existence that the failure of Tartarus's promotion did not cause much impact.
After all, problems in development can often be solved in the process of development.
As long as the endless power is constantly poured into the abyss, the impact of the failed sublimation will not be as great as imagined.
Moreover, Tartarus's relative stability now is actually somewhat related to his radical choice of sublimation [chaos].
It is precisely because of the huge gap that he has never been close to "success" from beginning to end.
From the perspective of promotion, this is undoubtedly a bad thing.
But considering the backlash after failure, this actually reduces the price he bears.
In short, the world is as usual, and mortals have never understood the chaos among the gods.
On this day, in front of a large city not far from the foot of Mount Olympus in the eyes of the gods, the air trembled, and then a silver shuttle appeared in the air.
The originally smooth and seamless shell trembled slightly, and the silver-white door opened out of thin air.
Walking out of the silver shuttle, Hercules looked at the surrounding environment.
According to the map, this should be the territory of Olympia.
According to the information they had heard, the Olympian God Court had not issued a wanted notice for the group's actions in the starry sky, but the gods had their own ideas after all, and no one could guarantee that a certain main god would not be angry and surround them in the starry sky.
So in order to avoid trouble, the group waited in a remote star field for a while before returning to the human world.
Their first goal was Olympia.
"We don't need to stay too long. We are here just to fulfill our promise in exchange for the star shuttle."
"Save the famous Centaur sage, and then go directly to the ruins of Mount Odilus."
He spoke in a deep voice, concisely.
Perhaps because of Amon's death, Dionysus, who was originally a casual person, now seems to have grown up a lot.
Nodding slightly, Hercules did not intend to spend too much time in this mortal country.
But before leaving, he glanced at his companion beside him.
"Amon's death was an accident... Although I feel sorry for him, the ancient evil is dead."
"I know."
Nodding slowly, Dionysus said seriously: "I promised him that my life has a part of him, and I will live for him."
"...Okay."
Without saying anything else, Hercules looked at the distant city again.
Olympia, this place is very close to Mount Olympus.
It is said that here, the incarnations of the gods can show far more powerful power than other places, which is why the belief in the gods here is more pious.
And since the incarnation is like this, the original body is probably the same.
But even so, the great hero has no intention of giving up.
Some people's promises are made to others, and his promises are made to himself.
Although no one supervises him to fulfill his promise, Hercules will not regret it.
...
At the same time, just before and after the star shuttle came to the human world again, in the Temple of the God of War in Olympia.
Servants came and went, delivering delicacies and fine wines.
Melodious music floated in the air, occasionally mixed with the sound of broken utensils.
"Crackle——"
He threw the empty bottle of wine to the ground.
In the center of the Temple of the God of War, Ares' cheeks were flushed, and his drunkenness was almost undisguised.
But even so, no mortal in the temple dared to look up and look directly at the god who came to the mortal world in person.
"Crackle——"
The lowered arm swept across the table, bringing down the cups and plates on the ground.
Ares leaned back in his chair, trying to recall what he was doing here.
Hmm... Why did I run to the mortal world?
I remembered that it was because since the human named Achilles defeated me, Afu's opinion of me became more and more serious.
"But this is not Afu's fault, she is so beautiful... cough cough cough... It's all that damn mortal's fault, the Lord of the Styx who baptized him, and the unbeliever who taught him martial arts... cough cough cough..." "
... I remember, I came to find that centaur..."
"... He taught that mortal martial arts... I want to use him to prove to the world that the God of War has never lost to a mortal in a duel!"
He was groggy, but he still remembered his purpose.
Since the story of that day spread among the people, Ares felt that his faith was weakening day by day. Especially those shallow believers, who didn't know how many of them had been lost in secret.
Strictly speaking, this is normal, because mortals don't care how Ares lost to Achilles, nor do they care whether the other party got help from other gods. They only know that the God of War was defeated by a human, which is an absolute shame.
If he wants to change all this, he can only reverse it with victory, but that human is no longer there... In desperation, Ares drank to drown his sorrows and came up with another way.