Greek Mythology: I Opened A Treasure Chest At Olympus

"I don't believe it...I don't believe it!"

"There will be fires in this world that can light the sea!"

Aceros roared tremblingly, his blue eyes fixed on the golden figure in the firelight.

"Whether you believe it or not, this pure white flame will not only ignite this sea, but also ignite everything in your life!"

In the condensed firelight, Apollo was flying golden, and the fingertips outlined the pure white color.

Aceros raised his great sword and slashed forward with all his might.

Bang!

The flames spread, and the huge divine sword showed signs of melting as soon as it touched the pure white color.

Asteria was surprised and said: "This sword is made of deep sea ice gold. Even Hefaith's divine furnace will take several days to smelt it. What kind of flame is this?"

As she spoke, the beating pure white flame had already melted half of Aceros' great sword.

The son of the ruler of the ocean, dropped his sword in panic, looked at a gap, and ran out.

"You can't go!" Apollo shouted coldly, his figure turned into a ray of light and chased after him.

The pure white fireworks danced brilliantly in mid-air, like a sharp arrow, closely following Aceros.

Feeling the terrifying temperature behind him that distorted the space, Aceros looked horrified and hurriedly dived into the deep sea.

But the pure white flames were chasing after him, and the surrounding sea water quickly evaporated, revealing a hollow, still chasing.

"Father, save me!"

In desperation, Aceros shouted hoarsely towards the depths of the sea.

Apollo's face froze.

I don't know when the sky in the distance rolled out a huge torrent that surrounded the world, and the crystal water waves beat the sky, wrapping around the end of the world like a belt.

And in the depths of this huge water wave, there stood an old man's shadow.

When this figure appeared, the entire ocean was silent.

Whether it is waves or waves, storms or showers, all quiet down, as if a courtier met the most honorable king.

King of the Sea!

"Ocean dominates!"

On Rivia Island, Asteria looked at the old figure with a solemn expression.

This is her father's brother, one of the Twelve Titans who overthrew the first god-king, a great god who ruled the boundless ocean for an era.

Of course Apollo knew his identity, but the flame in his hand didn't stop, burning towards Acherous in front of him.

Aceros couldn't dodge, the pure white flame burned on him in an instant, and spread all over his body in the blink of an eye.

The scorching high temperature burned him into a bloody mess, and let out a painful wailing.

The face of the old figure in the sky changed, and he hurriedly opened his arms, and the endless water waves formed a giant hand to fish out Aceros in the deep sea.

But this giant hand composed of water waves evaporated as soon as it touched the pure white flame on Aceros.

"What kind of fire is this?"

The old figure looked shocked, no longer standing high in the sky, the figure turned into an endless stream of water, flowing into the deep sea.

At the same time, the mighty river, like a belt wrapped around the world, gradually shrank, wrapping around Acherios like a belt.

At this time, the pure white flame on his body gradually went out.

But at this time, Aceros could no longer see the human form, his flesh and blood were burnt to ashes, his whole body was charred like carbon, and only the skeleton was still intact.

Looking at his son's miserable appearance, the old figure couldn't help but be full of anger, and looked coldly at Apollo on the sea above.

"Young god, your flame is very powerful. Even a god like me standing at the level of the main god can't extinguish it without using the power of the ocean and river." He said in a soothing tone.

Apollo smiled lightly: "If it's not great, it might be me lying down now, and my father may not come out to save me."

The old face of Okeanos moved slightly: "Who is your father?"

Apollo looked at the sky above, indifferent.

Okeanos' expression changed: "You are the son of Zeus, who is your mother?"

"He is the child of my sister and Zeus." Asteria rushed over with Hecate.

The meteor goddess stared at the ocean ruler with angry eyes: "Oceanos Uncle, I need an explanation from the ocean gods, why Aceros was instructed by Hera to deal with Apollo."

Okeanos fell silent. He did not expect his son to be involved in the housework of the god-king of Olympus.

After thinking for a while, he hesitated and said, "Aceros has already been punished. Let this pass, and I will discipline him."

Asteria couldn't help sneering: "Okeanos Uncle, is this what you want to explain to me?"

"Then what else do you want to explain?"

Lifting up his immature son, a powerful coercion surged out of Okeanos, covering the three of Apollo.

In an instant, Apollo felt a majestic and vast weight like the sea, crushing on his back.

He clenched his palms tightly, supported his body with divine power, and straightened his back.

On the other side, Asteria and Hecate were also under enormous pressure, their bodies were a little hunched, and their cheeks were full of sweat.

Seeing them, Okeanos sneered.

As one of the Twelve Titans, once the Lord of the Ocean, his strength is among the top group even among the main gods.

The mere three junior gods, who are not even the main gods, dare to question themselves?

At this moment, Hecate, who was struggling to support, suddenly filled with a vast and mysterious power.

Eternal darkness covered the vast sky for a moment.

Death-like silence, like a slumbering serenade, played in the void.

Okeanos cried out in horror: "Master of the night!"

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