Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Late night in Athens.

Almost at the moment when the power of the goddess of beauty exploded above Eleusis, the holy statue in the temple glowed faintly; in the high tower outside the city of Athens, Hermes, who had been standing solemnly with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

In front of him, twelve crystal clear and dazzling crystals were arranged according to some mysterious trajectory, floating in the air.

The next moment, the crystals flashed twice together, and then their luster dimmed.

"It's still a little bit worse."

A trace of regret flashed in his eyes. The attempt failed again. However, this time, success seemed not so far away compared to the previous one. At least there was a glimmer of hope.

But these are things to be considered later. Putting the crystal away, Hermes looked towards the northwest sky.

The walls of the tall tower seemed nothing in front of him. The aura of divine power spreading in the sky thousands of miles away was so clearly visible, and an invisible pressure seemed to be pressing on his heart.

In the eyes of ordinary people, what brings pressure is the pressure of divine power. But in the eyes of people like Hermes, what brings pressure to him is the chain of rules.

Since the Typhon Rebellion, the laws' rejection of divine power has been further strengthened. Even this level of aura will only usher in ruthless suppression.

"Is it Aphrodite... Is she crazy? No, that's not right. She's not in control."

He easily identified the owner of the divine power, but a trace of doubt arose and then dissipated in Hermes' heart.

After being in this 'real' world for so long, he has become increasingly aware of the strict restrictions that divine power faces in the human world.

No god is willing to use his divine power in the human world, not even a certain underworld god who was once deceived by a mortal.

Hermes remembered it clearly. Even though the god of death Thanatos did not exist in this 'real' history, the arrogant mortal Sisyphus still had ideas about the gods.

As his life grew older, this once wise and powerful king could not avoid the fear of death, so he used a trick to imprison the true body of a god from the underworld.

He tried to get the secret of eternal life from him, but the result is needless to say.

After the truth was revealed, Sisyphus was punished by the angry gods to push a huge rock up the mountain day and night, and then the rock would roll down, over and over again.

Making self-proclaimed wise mortals do the most ordinary thing that can never be accomplished for eternity is God's punishment. They know how to torture a prisoner mentally.

From then on, Sisyphus' behavior became the topic of conversation among the gods... However, the reaction of the unnamed true god of the underworld in his story did well illustrate the gods' fear of the law today.

He would rather be imprisoned by mortals for decades and lose all his face than explode with divine power and leave. It can be seen that in the mind of the god, the latter is more unacceptable to him than the former.

"Even so, something like this happened today..."

Sighing softly, Hermes walked to the window of the tower.

"But no matter what it is, I should fulfill my promise."

"Theseus... I promised you that if you help me in any way you can, I will also provide the necessary assistance to you and your descendants as long as my life is not threatened."

In the distant sky, a streak of light was rushing towards Athens.

Behind it, more than a dozen powerful auras were approaching.

Seeing this scene, Hermes couldn't help but want to laugh. He was once a god, and a member of Olympus.

But now, I am standing on the opposite side of them.

"It can't be helped. Only because I have been a god before, can I understand God's thoughts."

"They won't really accept me, because I am also a 'human' now. I have to do my job. I can't be a god anymore, but I can't just wait to die."

His mind moved slightly, and then the entire tower shook slightly under Hermes' will.

In the center of the tower's base, seventy-two columns carved with patterns stand in a huge cavity.

There is a crystal suspended on the top of most of the pillars, which is exactly the same as the twelve in front of Hermes before, and those twelve are even part of this place.

Only the tops of a few pillars are still blank, and there is nothing there yet.

hum-

Intricate patterns appeared on the ground and dome of this space, and countless runes lit up one after another.

The elemental power that was constantly drawn from the magic net flowed through the pillars one by one, and the aura became more restrained and profound. It then went straight up along certain passages inside the tower. The whole process seemed long, but in fact it only took a moment.

The dark tower seemed to be lit up at this moment, and the light extended from the base and finally gathered on the spike at the top of the tower that was like a lightning rod.

The strong light flashed for a moment, then dimmed, as if it was gathering energy again. Standing on the top of the tower, Hermes could not help but nod slightly.

This wasn't what he really wanted; it was just a byproduct of the research process.

But now it seems that, at least in Chaos's world, this thing is indeed quite useful.

……

boom--

With a backhanded sword, the bronze armor was close at hand and collided with the sword of Theseus. The huge force caused the armor to dent inward.

However, Ares, who was sent here by the gods, didn't care at all. He was just a carrier, so he died. But the human in front of him was someone that both Hera and Aphrodite wanted to kill.

She even wanted to kill him. After all, Athena herself couldn't take revenge on her, so a king of Athens might be able to do the trick!

boom--

"Cough-cough-"

His frail body was injured again, and Theseus felt that his consciousness was a little hazy.

The dark red mist on the dagger stuck in his chest seemed to be talking to him, but Theseus knew that this was definitely not someone he could communicate with.

He had seen beings that were contaminated by evil and tried to restore their mental state, but to no avail.

He didn't want to die here before arranging his funeral, but he didn't want his body to become a carrier of evil after death and cause endless disasters in the world.

"It's no use. You can't get away."

The rainbow light was blessing his body, which was the power of Iris, the goddess of rainbow light. This made Ares' speed obviously faster.

"Athens is just ahead, but you have no chance to get in. Hahahahahaha... I'm going to chop off her dog's head outside her temple."

The more injured he was, the more violent his will to fight became.

All the strength in his body gathered together, and Ares' blood-red eyes shone with divine light.

"Die to me——"

boom--

In an instant, Ares raised his spear and moved forward, but at the end of his sight, at the edge of the huge city, there seemed to be a flash of light.

The next moment, a thin beam of light seemed to ignore space and distance and instantly hit Ares' chest.

The protection formed by the flow of holy power is like a piece of thin paper, and the armor made of divine minerals is just a layer of paper shell.

Pure and condensed energy pierced through his chest and then penetrated the clouds in the sky behind Ares.

"What's this?"

Looking at the hole in his chest in disbelief, Ares widened his eyes and glared at the city in the distance.

He wanted to fight again, but with the end of the carrier's life, his divine descent inevitably came to an end.

"what--"

"You lowly Athenians, you all deserve to die!"

The lingering sound echoed in the sky, and then a pillar of light rose into the sky.

Just as it had happened when it arrived, the descending will of the gods returned to his divine body.

"what happened?"

Her expression changed, and Hera, who was following closely behind, subconsciously paused at the place where Ares' incarnation disappeared.

She had never known before that there was such a method in Athens.

She knew that the maze of Silvermoon City could resist the incarnation of God, but it was the masterpiece of the goddess of the magic net after all. But what was going on in front of her?

Rumbling--

In the distant sky, Theseus once again fought with the incarnation of Poseidon. After only a short pause, Hera set off again.

Her plan was so ingenious, but Aphrodite and the scene before her kept going wrong again and again.

Unconsciously, a sense of gloom rose in Hera's heart.

It was as if everything was predestined. No matter what, she couldn't end the dispute with Athena so easily.

"good very good!"

Hera's intuition told her that perhaps Theseus was destined not to die outside Athens, but it didn't matter.

Death is death whether it is early or late. A mortal without immortal essence will undoubtedly die if he is directly contaminated by that thing.

If the problem cannot be solved without bloodshed, then let the land flow like a river of blood.

Without the annoying Theseus, dozens of gods are fighting against just Athena. In this battle, the advantage is mine!

Having made up her mind, Hera no longer hesitated.

In the distant city of Athens, Athena's power began to spread rapidly around the temple.

The gods kept getting closer to the light in the front, and then were forced back. But every time they got closer, they could slow down the figure a little.

The light beams that ignored the distance burst out three times in succession, causing many incarnations to suffer heavy losses even though they were prepared.

Until one moment, the stream of light that had been flying in the sky for half the night finally approached Athens.

But the moment he crossed the sky above the city wall, Poseidon, who was following closely, seemed to have hit an indestructible barrier and was bounced back to the ground.

boom--

"Oh... it's Equis!"

His expression was grim, and the artifact was hanging high in the sky. Poseidon had no way to deal with this scene.

He did not carry his own trident, or few gods would hand over the artifact to the incarnation of God.

On the one hand, the advent of consciousness and divine power cannot carry artifacts, and on the other hand, there is a risk of losing them.

But this is Athens, so Athena naturally doesn't need to worry about this problem. So the artifact Aequis has been left here on weekdays to protect the goddess' holy city.

This is why she once promised that as long as she was in Athens, no one could harm the people she wanted to protect, unless one day the gods came to the city and turned every inch of land outside the city into their home ground.

"Forget it. We already guessed it beforehand, didn't we? Athens has her artifact, so we can't get in."

With a flash of divine light, Hera came to Poseidon's side.

There is no way around this, it is entirely caused by previous mistakes.

This chase in the night sky is probably coming to an end.

"Aphrodite, what's wrong with her!"

With a cold snort, Poseidon looked at the shield floating in the sky, as if Athena was mocking him.

"Humph, you can't even control your own avatar, you piece of shit!"

Hera did not refute because she also thought Aphrodite was a waste.

But it is true, after all, she is the incarnation of some power of the Father. Even Uranus can't keep wisdom at certain times...

So it makes sense that Aphrodite is a brainless piece of shit.