Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

While conflicts were brewing in the palace on the ocean, underground, in the underworld.

The lavender moonlight shines on the gray earth, and nothing in the world can affect this place.

Almost at the moment when Hera struck the sheepskin shield with thunder in her hand, a silver snake flashed at the gate of the underworld.

Eternal night and darkness shroud both sides, and the surging river of pain stirs up the waves.

Due to the special spatial rules of the underworld, no matter where you come from on earth, you will only land at the same entrance. So Hades built a portal to separate the human world and the underworld.

At this moment, there was no living being in front of this tall gate, only a pale human man wearing black armor standing with a sword. Beside him was a soul that rose and fell with the flow of the Styx.

Of course, to say they are human beings is just to look like them.

Zeus could be sure that he was not a god, but whether he was a human being was actually quite questionable.

"Equis..."

Flashing out from the lightning, after many years, the God King once again set foot on this place that was regarded as wild by the gods.

I don’t know why, Zeus felt that something seemed to have changed here, but after sensing it, he found nothing.

He shook his head slightly, putting this illusion behind him. This might be the effect of dealing with the invasion of the Outer Gods... The real reason that made Zeus stop was not this illusion, but the collision between the thunder and the sheepskin shield far above the sea.

Falling from the sky for nine days and nine nights will lead to the earth; falling from the earth for nine days and nine nights will lead to the netherworld. But this long distance does not seem far to Zeus now. Standing here, he can also feel his own artifact.

Hera used it, and was easily blocked by the Shield of Equis.

Although he left the thunder intentionally and knew it could not do anything to Athena, Zeus still felt uncomfortable when he saw that this artifact, which he once treasured, was so powerless.

This is how his hidden fear of Athena came about. It was not formed overnight, but was the result of the other party silently displaying her abilities time and time again over thousands of years.

Fortunately, she is a goddess... Without thinking any more, Zeus felt that he should adjust his mindset.

Looking at Erebus, he never looked ahead and behind like this. Although this was also related to the fact that the power of the original gods could not be replaced like the throne of the king of gods, Zeus still felt that he needed to learn.

"Stop, who are you coming?"

Random thoughts flashed through my mind, but in the outside world it was just a moment.

When Zeus appeared in front of the gate of the underworld, a roar resounded on both sides of the Styx.

The man holding the heavy sword raised his head, his eyes sparkling under the visor. A deep and cold aura emanated from him, filling the gray plain.

As the subject of interrogation, Zeus was surprised to find that this non-living being actually possessed god-like powers, and was by no means a weakling even among the true gods.

[Zagreus, the gatekeeper that Hades found from nowhere]

[Possessing an immortal body that is more powerful than an ordinary god's body, but not a descendant of a god... I thought this was just a rumor before.]

With a slight twitch of his lips, Zeus recalled the other party's existence.

Zephyrus had mentioned this to him, but to be honest, Hades was very suitable as the King of the Underworld. After all, he always liked to deal with dead things... With a faint smile, Zeus did not hide his identity.

"I am the king of the gods of Olympus, and the king of the sky, the sea, and the earth. Please move aside. I want to enter the underworld. This is my due right."

"..."

Silently, the man named Zagreus looked at Zeus without respect, then silently gave way.

The plates on the armor collided with each other, making crisp metal-on-metal sounds.

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with Zagreus' attitude, he did not say anything considering that he was Hades's subject.

It will be soon. Wasn’t it to change this situation that he agreed to Erebus to stir up the dispute over the Golden Apple?

It won't be long before all this will change... Without paying any more attention to this ignorant guy, Zeus stepped over the area guarding by Zagros, easily crossed the River of Pain, and then roughly determined the direction.

Before, he had been chasing that breath all the way through the sea and the earth, but when he came to the underworld, he suddenly lost his track.

As if it had merged into the underworld itself, the aura disappeared without any warning, but Zeus soon understood why.

The birth of the underworld was originally the result of the interweaving of the four primordial gods’ realms, so in theory, the power of the four primordial gods could do this.

However, Erebus had just reached an agreement with him that Nyx was a suspect, but the suspicion was not serious. If the search was fruitless, he could try to confirm it by visiting this most low-key ancient god of creation.

As for the remaining one, Gaia is also a possibility, after all, she is the goddess of the earth...so if nothing unexpected happens, this should be related to Tartarus.

Well, it's a very logical inference. Moreover, if a god that has never been seen does not exist in this world, it is very likely to come from the abyss of chaos.

The result was yes, but Zeus couldn't help feeling even more troubled.

Tartarus, a place outside the world, where his power as a god-king was destined to be greatly oppressed and weakened.

"abyss……"

He whispered the name and hesitated for a moment. Although he instinctively felt a little repulsive, Zeus set off again.

Although he did not choose to track down the mastermind behind Keto because of Poseidon's words, but left on his own initiative for his own purpose, to "loosen the ties" of the gods and avoid trouble, this does not mean that Zeus does not want to know who that existence is.

That familiar feeling meant that he had definitely seen the person before. Even though he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, he still wanted to go and take a look.

As his figure flashed, and as the surrounding environment gradually distorted, a winding portal that existed and did not exist appeared in front of Zeus.

Tartarus, a place he had entered when he was not yet the God King. At that time, he was still working hard to overthrow his father.

Standing at His door again today, Zeus felt very clearly that things had changed.

"Come on, let me see who you are."

Taking a deep breath, Zeus stepped in.

Soon, with the changes in time and space, Zeus disappeared from the sky of the underworld.

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"Ok?"

Deep in hell, on a high mountain, among the endless palaces, Asmodeus had just taken back his power.

The power that resided in Keto was not without its ability to substitute for others, but it was really useless when facing beings of the same level. So he just declared his presence and hurried back to the abyss.

But it was different from what Zeus thought. As he had said before, when the demon in Tartarus was born, the time and space of the Nine Hells emerged from the abyss.

So he didn't actually go through the gate of the abyss, but came directly back here as soon as he entered the underworld.

"Are you still chasing me? Leaving at this time, just as I guessed, you actually want to create a conflict?"

"This timing, this somewhat hasty preparation, the abnormal fluctuations in the world's power, and the goddess of life... So you have reached a cooperation with the darkness, and want to take this opportunity to completely unify the world?"

Raising his hand slightly, wisps of dark power fell into Asmodeus' open palm.

This was the power that Erebus had mixed into the souls of the Silver Generation, and it later became the spoils of the Nine Hells, allowing the devil clan to have the power to control the shadows.

Looking at this power, and thinking about Gaia who once worked with the Lord of Darkness, and Zeus's personality...

"What else can I say except that we all have our own agenda?"

Asmodeus clenched his fist to extinguish the power, then turned around and looked at where he was.

Unlike the floating island in the atrium of the fifth layer of hell, the ninth layer of purgatory is a place that is extremely similar to the outside world.

The establishment of hell comes from order in chaos, and the ninth level of hell is naturally the most orderly part.

Even from the perspective of mortals, they probably can't tell the difference between here and the outside world. They will just think they are still in the human world, rather than coming to the underworld filled with blood and fire.

The ninth layer of hell, [Clonoa]. If the Titan gods of the past came here, they would probably suddenly discover that this towering mountain is so similar to Mount Oldes which has not yet collapsed, and the buildings on the top of the mountain are no different from the past.

"Do you miss the past so much, or is this why you choose to stir up conflict in the human world?"

The voice came from the depths of distant time and space, and Asmodeus was not surprised by the ancient snake's belated inquiry.

When he learned that Keto had received and changed the order, he knew that the other party would come to question him.

The answer he gave was one he had thought of at that moment.

"Of course I miss it, but I don't miss the place. In fact, I just miss the self who was full of fighting spirit, with my wife standing by my side and loyal guards protecting me."

"This is why I want to go back, and why I want to defeat the God Court and take revenge on Zeus and Fate. But what about you? Why do you want to stop this conflict? In fact, you have no reason to stop it. Zeus can't be your opponent now. Even if he has a stronger power, the authority of the God King comes from the world, and he must be bound by the world. So in this case, why do you want to stop him from provoking conflicts within his own God Court, or even directly give orders to Keto?"

With a calm expression, even though he had no idea of ​​the existence of the world of Hermeneu, Asmodeus still made the most accurate judgment.

"You get tripped up and you encounter something unexpected."

"Because of the former, you can no longer sit on the high platform and watch the changes in the world, because as the most critical point, your power is limited; because of the latter, you have to give orders to Keto, because there is not enough time to think and arrange, and you can't find a more suitable person, so you can only let her complete your task."

"So you saw your chance?"

The voice was leisurely, and the ancient snake did not seem angry.

Asmodeus was not his subordinate, and this was known for a long time. So the other party's choice was just unexpected and reasonable.

"Yes, this is the best time."

"The war between Hell and the Abyss is destined to continue for endless years, because the world is growing. As the core of the chaotic side, Tartarus's power is being consumed by me, but it is also growing."

"Only the human world is the key to breaking the impasse. Zeus wants to stir up trouble and even threaten your arrangement. You may not be able to use your full strength, but don't you still have me?"

"Isn't it better this way than having to pay a price one day in the future for you to join me in targeting Zeus? Look, no matter what, at least now our interests in the world are the same."

Reaching out his hand, Asmodeus pulled a sickle from thin air.

It looks very similar to the previous style, but it is more refined and gorgeous.

After all, compared to the natural artifact made of flint, this sickle may not have special effects against the God-King, but its power in other aspects is actually even greater.

So Asmodeus took a step forward and arrived at the gate of Tartarus outside of hell.

Zeus had just arrived here at this moment, and was looking at the abyss which had changed drastically in surprise.

"Nothing is more stable than a relationship with a common stance, which allows both parties to work towards the same goal."

"As for you, Zeus, stop here."

"Your father is your father after all."

He chuckled softly, then swung the scythe.

And under the sword light, the one who was defending himself in astonishment was none other than the third generation God King.