Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

The second level of hell, a hidden high altitude place.

The silver mirror hung high in the sky, and the artifact at this time could no longer be easily touched by Mephistopheles.

Its 'weight' is becoming more and more terrifying, and it continues to grow every minute. The small black snake was hovering around, swimming in the space, and strands of gray matter were spontaneously absorbed by it, slowly and steadily increasing its size. Looking at this scene, although his mood was still calm, the devil's body was trembling unconsciously.

This is not because of fear, it is just an instinctive reaction of life. In a short period of time, an ordinary big devil jumped several levels in a row and directly became the lord in charge of the first level of hell. Although Mephisto's power has become stronger, his body has not yet followed suit.

Just like it takes a long time for the innate spirit to recover once its divine body is completely wiped out, it is not a simple matter to condense a body that is equal to his current power.

Just like the former God of Weather, the reason why he continued to be active in the world in perfect condition soon after being transformed was actually because he made clever use of his 'legacy'.

After injecting the origin into the first level of hell, Cleos directly shaped his current body based on his old divine body. This is why so far, no demonic characteristics can be seen in him, but it has nothing to do with the original one. the difference.

The bodies of gods are closely related to their power. In theory, gods who are hells should also have the characteristics of hell. Even if they don't have a pair of horns on their heads, at least their eye color should be closer to the direction of the Lord of Nine Hells, but because This kind of trick, none of the above happened.

But this probably won't be the case in the future, because Cleos's final proof as a Titan god will probably be reduced to ashes today, and the body he will spend a long time remodeling in the future will inevitably have the unique characteristics of the Nine Hells again. '.

"It's really beautiful, and it's really scary... But if you want to achieve enough results in one move, the stronger the power, the better."

He sighed softly, at this moment, the place where Mephistopheles stayed was also very particular, because it was the place where the second and third levels of hell were close to the junction.

This is not a real location, because in theory each level of hell is 'below' the previous one. But the special space rules of the mythical world are so magical, and the conceptual "down" is often not necessarily equivalent to the physical one.

Therefore, under the will of the world master, although the devil is located at a high place compared to the distant battlefield, the direction he is actually facing is from bottom to top, leading directly to the [Noisy Tunnel].

The reason for choosing such a position is obvious - although Mephisto cannot judge how terrifying this long-planned blow is, he can make a rough assessment based on the fact that he has killed at least one demon god with one blow. come out.

So hurting the enemy is one thing, not letting it break out in the Nine Hells is another thing, not to mention the monarch in the atrium specifically told him to aim his final destination outside the world... So along this direction, let the main The power poured into the four demon gods, and then went all the way up to attack the other two demon gods who were still sleeping on the first floor, and finally spread the aftermath, so this is the most suitable location.

Time continued to pass in silence, and only distant roars sounded from time to time. Around the silver mirror, the circling form of the black snake becomes more refined and complete.

At a certain moment, it seemed to have reached a certain limit. Even if the surrounding gray airflow was still flowing in, it would no longer change.

There is no power that can be accumulated without limit. At this moment, Mephistopheles knew that it was time for him to take action.

"bring it on."

Just like a mortal moving a mountain, as the mirror slightly adjusts its orientation under the influence of the devil's power, drops of 'sweat' flow down the devil's cheeks.

But I didn't notice it at all, and when the last half-quarter of an hour passed, I was ready to end it.

"It feels really good to have the power of life and death in your hands... Haha, although you are also born sacred, there is one thing that is no different from me."

With a smile on his lips, Mephistopheles bowed slightly to the silver mirror.

"For example, both I and you will die."

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Tear--

The huge chain sword scratched Cleos' skin, leaving a thick bloody mark. But he didn't dare to fight, but quickly moved away from the owner of the artifact.

The blood was controlled not to drip but continued to remain the same under the control of divine power. The fighting in hell allowed the already experienced former Titan to gain a lot of knowledge again, such as how to maintain combat effectiveness as much as possible in a long battle without rest. He even thought with pleasure that if he had to do it again, he would definitely be in better shape than he is now.

brush--

Seeing the owner of the chain sword pursuing him, Cleos continued to dodge. The former God of Weather, who has been bombed three times, is very experienced in this. He can guarantee that although the aura of this demon god who is burning with demonic flames of destruction has dropped even more obviously due to his repeated self-destructions, as long as If given the chance, it would definitely do so again.

Kill eight hundred enemies and lose three thousand to yourself. In later game terminology, an ability that was obviously a 'large-scale AOE' damage was used as a single-target effect. Cleos lamented that his opponent really had no brains and was afraid of it at the same time.

However, he faced more than one enemy after all. If he avoided the one in front of him, there was another one waiting for him.

As another ray of light flashed, and under another mental interference, the beams released from the left heads of the three demon gods hit Cleos' left waist directly.

The corrosive power spread instantly, melting a big hole there. Even if he hadn't immediately cut off the divine flesh and blood at the affected area, I'm afraid it would have continued to spread on the divine body.

This is the experience of being beaten too many times. Instead of using divine power to fight against that kind of corrosion, it is better to abandon the car and save the commander...

"call--"

He frowned and took a deep breath. The injury on his waist showed no signs of recovery. Cleos knew that he was almost reaching his limit.

Too long has passed. Even with limited wisdom, these abyss demons have gradually figured out his tricks, so he has been injured more and more frequently.

He scanned the surrounding environment again with his eyes. The silver human who had been silent since the start of the war still didn't know where he was.

Cleos gritted his teeth slightly. Sure enough, these humans just can't rely on——

"Um?"

His expression changed. Suddenly, Cleos, who was also the Lord of Hell, seemed to have discovered something, and a look of surprise and dissatisfaction flooded his face.

The boy who was full of lies finally had some movement, and that was his breath. Even if he didn't come, there would be a big movement that made him feel extremely afraid.

Was he going to prepare a trump card... Feeling the alertness and fear rising in his heart, Cleos reluctantly agreed to this action.

This is understandable. Rather than using the opponent's weak power to fight against the devil, it would be more appropriate to prepare some other power. But what he didn't understand was why no one told him about this beforehand?

"Forget it...no matter what, it's finally your turn now!"

Doubts and puzzlements are suppressed for the time being, and we can wait until this battle is over to get to the bottom of it. Cleos looked at the demon who was also becoming manic and couldn't help but reveal a happy smile.

With these twisted lives, I can finally—

Buzz—!

Before the thought had even crossed his mind, in an instant, starting from the edge of the second level of hell, an extremely terrifying aura spread out.

Almost all life inside and outside the region feels its strong presence.

At the same time, in the core of the [Atrium], the large crater originally created when the God of Sleep fell has turned into a lake, with a small island in the center and a tall sacred tree swaying.

When the breath of the second level of hell rose, this piece of pure land that seemed not to be affected by the war also changed. A bright light shines from the branches of the sacred tree Nordrassil. If you look closely, it is very similar to the power that once carried the God of Sleep through heaven and earth.

In an instant, two forces at different levels resonated together. They were intertwined, yet distinct. When everything ended, just like the head and tail of an arrow, it pointed in a straight line at the demon gods who were still fighting.

It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was all done at the same time in an instant. When the strong murderous intention locked the target, Cleos' thoughts were not even over yet.

He should be happy about this, after all, this kind of power cannot be resisted by the demon gods in front of him...if he is not within the range of being locked together.

""

His eyes widened, and shock flashed across his face. Cleos seemed to want to say something, but when he was ready, the huge 'arrow' had already been shot out.

In front of it, time and space seemed to be frozen, and the future seemed to be turned upside down... The direction of this divine arrow that penetrated the world was exactly the head of the middle one of the three demon gods, and as if it had foreseen its own demise, the demon god Roaring towards the sky, he broke free from the lock of time and space in an instant.

"Roar--!!"

That is not its power, it is the protection left by Tartarus on the demon gods. It is a power that even Moya does not have. Because even if there is no personality, the instinct of the abyss can still detect the difference between the Mother of Demons and her children. After all, as a former Titan god, she is immortal, but they are not.

So this power was born... As the first generation of demon gods conceived by Tartarus at all costs, each of them is so extraordinary. This is not only powerful in terms of strength, but more importantly, they contain the origin and symbol of the abyss in a certain aspect, and are part of His rules.

Even though this 'symbol' is different from the power of the Great One, it only has meaning in the abyss, but this further confirms their importance to Tartarus itself.

Therefore, the instinct of the abyss does not want them to die, just as the world does not want the death of the gods. He generously bestows power to bring the demon gods back into the abyss when their lives are threatened by higher powers - if this is just the power of the snake in the middle courtyard, then the protection He bestows has already taken effect.

But there is no such thing as reality. Under this long-planned arrow, everything will come to nothing.

It seemed like days, and it seemed like less than a second. The concept of time had already become blurred. A moment in the eyes of outsiders is eternity in the eyes of Cleos.

At the end of his sight, he only saw a sacred tree shaking, and something terrifying was approaching, and then all existence was erased inch by inch, until it was his turn in the end.

However, at the last second before he regained consciousness, the former weather god still paid attention to the fate of his opponent, but the result made him curse angrily.

"——So, am I the only one who didn't even leave a body behind?"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately fell into a cold sleep. Everything on the battlefield had nothing to do with him. But it is conceivable that Cleos's sleep will probably only last for a short while.

Soon, he will wake up again in the [Noisy Empty Tunnel]. His essence remains intact, and he may even be able to celebrate the victory of the Nine Hells together before long.

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The first level of hell, near the portal blasted out by the Mother of Demons.

I don't know when, but the young god who was sitting here quietly playing the flute has disappeared. There are a few gray feathers still falling in the empty sky, and only two sleeping demon gods are still here.

But looking at their appearance, it was obvious that Xupnus had just left not long ago, otherwise without the maintenance of his power, they would have woken up long ago.

High in the sky, the endless storm was still blowing, and some movement was already heard from the two demon gods. The last few gray feathers became a little blurry, as if they were about to disappear when the wind blew.

However, the next moment, all of this stopped.

——昘

From the lower levels of hell, a certain force moves all the way up, sweeping in unstoppably.

At the front of it, there seems to be a ferocious head. It was struggling and roaring, which was the last refuge of the power of the abyss, but as it continued to advance, the familiar head was also returning to its origins at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original appearance.

But no matter what, it does not affect this force from continuing to move forward. Even though most of it was consumed after successively breaking through the protection left by the four demon gods in the abyss, it still seemed unstoppable.

Buzz——

As if sensing a fatal danger, two invisible forces rose up on the demon god's body at the same time. It seemed to be trying to stop this out-of-specification attack, but the wave that hit it only paused for a moment, and then it shattered the power that was repelled by hell itself.

The next moment, the 'divine arrow' flew across the sky, and the 'air flow' it brought brushed past the two demon gods. Even if they didn't actually block the trajectory of the 'magic arrow', the result would only look a little better.

The black shadow seemed to wake up for a moment, and then fell apart in an instant, falling to the outside world along the 'arrow'. The demon god wrapped in blue mist was much better. It at least struggled for a while, and then a third of its body was cut off, and it fell into the void outside of hell.

In the midst of lightning and flint, one of the last two demon gods was killed and the other injured, but the 'arrow' still showed no sign of ending.

It was still moving forward, flying out of hell under the gaze of more than one eye. However, as if it was the end of a powerful crossbow, its final landing point was not too far away. It just flew to the place where the power of the snake in the atrium and Moya met before, in the space-time bubble that was constantly polluted and regenerated.

Carrying the origin of the devil at the 'arrow tip', it fell freely and stuck in the void. Just like a giant ax that splits the chaos, its impact point is the sky.

"all the best."

In the void, not paying attention to Moya who was suddenly shocked and angry, the ancient snake nodded slightly. So the next moment, the 'sacrifice' rules embedded in the interface due to the influence of Zeus some time ago emerged.

The three-headed and eight-armed giant has three different powers, one that corrodes all things slowly, one that destroys all spirits efficiently, and the last one in the middle can absorb the power of the opponent from killing to strengthen itself. (See 3-117)

The sacred tree growing from the main trunk of Gangnir inherits some of its core abilities. One replaces the other, and what you gain comes with sacrifice.

Finally, there is the unique connection between the abyss and hell... They fell into the space-time bubble together, the space that existed for many years between the power of the ancient snake and Moya, or the collision of hell and abyss. middle.

"You should have a nickname."

Something is changing, and the will of the abyss seems to be boiling and furious. But the ancient snake looked relaxed, because at this point, everything was unstoppable.

So looking at the birth in the space-time bubble, it seems to be slow, but in fact it is forming rapidly, and it even vaguely belongs to the new level of the abyss and hell at the same time. A low voice came from the snake's head.

"Fight to the death, the 'leftover' will be the king... Then from today on, you can call it [Shura Field]."