Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

It was a dark night.

The moon slid across the sky, and two silhouettes hung on the year disk.

It was winter on earth, but the sacred mountain was still full of spring.

As the mountain transformed from the body of the ancient mountain god Urya, Olympus was actually both a dead object and a different kind of "living object".

So it could repair itself after being damaged, and would also expand the length of its branches when it had some power left.

In this case, the positions of different temples shifted slightly, and the Temple of the Sun was the most obvious example.

When its owner betrayed the divine court, the new sun god only used it as a tool for parking the car frame. This palace, which had lost its spirit, slowly deviated from the main peak in the spontaneous movement of the mountain range.

It was located closer to the south of the entire Olympus Mountains, standing at the highest point in this area, taking on the cyclical scorching sun.

Tsk...

Compared with dozens of days ago, the interior of the temple had changed drastically.

Three light balls whose interiors could not be seen clearly were suspended in the air, surrounding the four directions like three pillars.

At their center, a huge furnace was burning silently.

Around the furnace, dozens of beings that looked like humans but had no life on their bodies were constantly throwing things into it for forging.

As for Hephaestus, he was sitting on a suspended golden chair, looking at the flickering ball of light in the sky.

This was a fragment of the sun. Without it, the world would have lost its sunshine long ago because of Helios's fall.

Even if it was just a fragment, the authority it represented was no weaker than Hephaestus's priesthood as the god of volcanoes and lava.

If the sun god was a natural noble, Hephaestus was like Zephyrus, the god of the west wind. His priesthood was not naturally powerful.

If it weren't for his talent as a craftsman, he probably wouldn't have been invited back to Olympus by Zeus, or even sit on the position of the main god with the help of faith.

"...Unfortunately, I can't contain it at all, and Apollo can only control it with the help of the artifact."

"Before, I thought it was just that the God King didn't allow it, but I didn't expect it to be like this..."

Turning the chair, Hephaestus circled around the light ball that symbolized the 'Sun at Noon'.

Indistinctly, a spirit of madness and chaos was emanating from the inside, which made him stop the idea of ​​approaching.

"The source of the sun, the core of the priesthood... What kind of power can shatter the authority of the gods?"

"Is it the legendary previous generation of the God King, or is this actually what Zeus did."

Looking at the light ball in front of him, Hephaestus couldn't help but laugh at the arrogance of the mortals in the furnace.

The ancient sun god, the Titan who once dominated half of the starry sky for thousands of years, but his end now is so miserable.

Even the priesthood and authority given to him in the present world were shattered by unknown means and turned into stars scattered on the earth.

In this world, who dares to say that he is invincible in the world, and who can win forever?

Three eras have passed, and there has never been such an existence in the world.

Those who are weak survived, while those who rely on force eventually died.

"Hehe, what does this have to do with me?"

"Midnight is about to pass, and today is the forty-ninth day."

"It won't be long before his body will be completely integrated with the power of the Styx, thus reaching the peak of power. However, this moment is the strongest time in his life, but also the weakest moment, because his soul will be exposed."

"Everything I did did not hurt him, but made him successful, so the power of Styx did not stop this process."

"But when his body and this power merged, it was also the time when I took out his soul."

"Without the soul, no matter how powerful and immortal the body is, it is just a dead thing. It will only become the nutrient of the new artifact and can no longer stop my refining..."

Pay attention to moving away from the light ball, Hephaestus silently waited for the arrival of midnight.

The casting of the artifact is not so fast, and separating the body and soul is only the first step, although it is the most critical step.

Legend has it that seven is a sacred number belonging to spirituality. He chose to complete this step on the 49th day when the moon was full, and there was a similar reason.

"Well, it's time to put the last material."

Time passed silently. At a certain moment, Hephaestus opened his hand and threw the divine blood into the furnace.

The fire was blazing, but there was no life inside.

This mortal occasionally communicated with him at the beginning, but recently, he didn't know whether he knew that his death was approaching, but he didn't speak.

But it didn't matter whether he spoke or not. He covered the furnace and was nervous.

He only had one chance to be together.

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Shh...

The flames burned, and in the furnace, above Achilles' head, the divine blood dripping into the furnace turned into mist in an instant.

His eyes flickered slightly, and the breath of the divine blood was so clear.

There was no need to judge at all, Achilles recognized its owner.

Ares, there will be no one else.

His divine blood began to surround the young hero, contributing to the final transformation.

"Huh——"

Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and Achilles let out a long breath.

As time passed, an unprecedented sense of power began to spread in his body.

Although he has no divine power, in the muscles and blood vessels of the young hero, a huge power similar to that of giants begins to gradually brew and spread.

This is not an orthodox ability, and it cannot compete with the truly powerful gods.

But this unprecedented sense of power made Achilles' heart agitate even more, and he even wanted to rush out and kill everyone right now.

"No, wait a minute, I haven't reached my limit yet."

"It's going to be soon, don't worry...you will be one soon."

Trying to suppress his thoughts, Achilles pressed his hands on the stone box in front of him.

The stone box trembled slightly, and the things inside seemed to break free and merge with the light group outside.

But Achilles will not let a sword control his actions. A weapon is a weapon, and it will always be in the hands of the user.

Wow——

laugh……

The flames continued to burn, and the last cold current surrounding Achilles gradually retracted to block it.

However, at this moment, the young hero could no longer feel the heat of the surrounding flames.

These powers can no longer affect him. This is the true indestructible body.

Mentally tense, Achilles secretly waited for the completion of the final transformation.

After a while, it was time for him to leave this furnace.

…

Time passed bit by bit, and in the Temple of the Sun, Hephaestus stared at the furnace in front of him.

The flames are burning brightly, and the three-color divine fire seems to know that it has reached the most critical moment.

At a certain moment, when the silver cart reached the middle of the road, the God of Craftsman suddenly sat upright and reached out towards the furnace.

The physical arm began to transform into a state that could contact the soul, and the divine body changed its nature under the will of its owner.

However, at this moment, Hephaestus's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously pulled back, pulling a puppet over and blocking it in front of him.

Bang……

Bang--

Bang--!

Three consecutive vibrations were completed at the same moment, and then a golden light rose from the furnace, and then instantly tore apart the barrier formed by the flames.

It's like a scorching sun rising in front of you, stinging people so much that they can't open their eyes.

When Hephaestus came to his senses, the puppet in front of him had turned into ashes, and the mortal who should have been in the furnace was standing in front of him.

"How could you... no, this sword!"

His eyes flashed, Hephaestus seemed to have seen something incredible.

A divine sword intertwined with gold and red was held in his hand, and the scabbard made of purple-green crystal was scattered on the ground.

The boundless aura flows in the divine sword, and at this moment, it is like a real sun god standing in front of him.

"you--"

歘——

Before the Craftsman God could speak, Achilles took a step forward.

The point of the divine sword was pointed back, and the hilt hit Hephaestus' chest hard.

Just for a moment, the suspended golden seat suddenly shattered, and the short body fell to the ground of the Sun Temple.

Hephaestus was not defenseless, but his efforts were undoubtedly in vain in front of a truly high-level artifact.

And unlike other artifacts, perhaps because it is integrated with the core authority of the ancient sun god, although it has a strong curse, Levatin also has areas that other artifacts cannot reach.

That is, under certain circumstances, such as when a part of one's past is close at hand, even if the person holding it does not have divine power, he can still fully exert its power.

Tread...

"I hate it when someone talks to me in heaven, especially when the person talking is a god."

Reaching out to push away the smoke, Achilles slowly stepped forward.

However, looking at Hephaestus falling on the ground, he was a little surprised for a moment.

"It turns out you are a lame man. I thought you didn't bother to stand on the same land as me... Oh, please forgive me for being presumptuous. After all, there is nothing wrong with me imagining gods like this."

"Where did you get this sword?"

Ignoring Achilles' rudeness, Hephaestus stood up with difficulty.

To him, Achilles' touch with the sword hilt was not that scary in itself, but the moment he touched the sword, he seemed to feel the burning of the sun.

Few gods can ignore this kind of damage, even if he is the god in charge of volcanoes and lava.

"This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Craftsman."

"Actually, I planned to use you to try this magical sword that can bring dusk, but you helped me after all, and you were the first person to witness my new life."

"So I'll let you go today, but if you still dare to stand in front of me, I will never show mercy next time."

Achilles has never been a good-tempered person. Even in the original myth, he once dragged the enemy's corpse behind his galloping horse in anger and treated the enemy's remains cruelly.

However, Chiron's teachings still had an effect, so the young hero glanced at the palace, and then looked at the somewhat lively Holy Mountain.

The moment he left the furnace, a beam of light connected to the sky shone directly into the starry sky, and the divine sword that could see the sky seemed to echo the stars in the starry sky.

However, the barrier covering the ecliptic was as stable as a mountain. It failed to attract the sun in the starry sky, but only made the quiet sacred mountain boil.

"Mortal, do you know what you are doing?"

He casually turned the disintegrated seat into its original state, but Hephaestus discovered that the runes inside the golden seat had been reduced to ashes under the burning of the sun.

The god of craftsmanship had no choice but to put it aside and look at the hero who was about to leave.

"This is Olympus, and the God King is still here."

"I don't know how you were caught by Ares with this sword, but if you escape now, you may still have a chance."

"But if you anger the God King, you will definitely die."

"Give me this sword, or tell me who forged it, and I can help you leave. This is your only way to survive."

"Only?"

With a smile on his face, Achilles just shook his head.

"The God King is the ruler of the world. He rules all living things on Mount Olympus... I'm tired of hearing this."

"But in my opinion, he doesn't have much ability. Even the Sea King he appointed to rule the sea can't command the ocean at all."

"Craftsman, since you can forge iron, then forge it well, instead of interfering in the wars of warriors."

"Since the God King is not eternal, but can be replaced...then the throne is rotated, why can't it be my turn?"

The God King cannot fight against fate, so if you want to defeat fate, you can't be weaker than the God King.

So the young hero stopped talking to the God of Craftsman and sensed the location of Ares.

Since the other party had sworn that only one of them could survive, he would fulfill his wish.

Let's just cut off his head and see the immortality of the gods.

"Well... found it."

According to the induction of the breath, Achilles tilted his head slightly.

Ares and the goddess of beauty were both there, which saved him from wasting any more effort.

Holding the sword Revadin, the next moment, three balls of light rushed here in no particular order.

However, for some reason, Achilles turned the sword and only took the one that symbolized "dusk".

"Come on, don't be impatient."

"Let me see your true power first."

"If you are just like this, then you should stay in the box honestly."

The sword was raised sideways, and he was also rude to his own weapon.

Achilles took a step forward and aimed at the mountain with light in the distance.

The first step to overturn Mount Olympus is naturally not to fight the God King.

Before facing the last enemy, start by destroying the mountain where the Temple of the God of War is located.