Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Ding--

The arrow returned empty handed, but turned into invisible mist and dissipated before hitting the ground.

Achilles followed the direction from which the golden arrow came and seemed to see the sun.

Apollo, the god of light, is revered by people today as the sun god who drives the golden chariot.

Although the handsome blond god was surprised at his fruitless return, he still drew his bow and arrow again, with his intimidation evident in his words.

Although Apollo had no opinion on Achilles and even had a normal attitude towards Athens, since he had agreed to Hera's request, he would not allow Agamemnon to die before him.

Even if he will resign from this responsibility in the future, he will do his part now.

"God?"

With his attention diverted from the king in front of him, Achilles watched as the Mycenaean soldiers rescued their king.

He defeated Agamemnon, who had a large army, with two moves. Although he relied on the advantage that the opponent was unaware of his indestructible body, the gap in strength between the two sides was already obvious.

Just run away. Compared to a mortal king, Achilles was more excited about a truly immortal god.

The seemingly far distance did not hinder his sight, and the golden-haired god on the distant mountainside was clearly visible.

Apollo, the sun god, is the best archer among the Olympian gods.

If even his arrows are only as powerful as this, then how powerful are the so-called gods?

Oh, Apollo... In the past you were pulling the sun in the sky, but how dare you come to the human world and make things difficult for me today!

"Step aside!"

wow——

The spear swung in a semicircle, sweeping away the soldiers who were blocking in front of him.

Achilles stared at the sun god in the distance, one of the twelve gods of Olympus... Since you dare to come here to stop me, let me see what you are capable of.

whoosh-

"You are an arrogant lunatic, but you do have some skills."

Muttering softly, another arrow was fired.

But this time, Apollo saw his arrow being blocked by Achilles who was prepared.

Even though the powerful force made him retreat dozens of steps, it still did not cause him any real injuries.

This mortal... For a moment, Apollo couldn't help but feel a little tricky.

This is another immortal being that is invulnerable to swords and knives. This is not the first time he has encountered the same situation over the years.

In the vast Chaos world, there are more than one being with similar abilities.

To the west of the continent, in a place that has not been touched by humans and rarely visited by gods, lies an ancient evil creature that was driven away by the gods.

They inherit the supreme power of the Mother of Flesh and Blood, and their powerful vitality is endless.

In the center of the continent, not far from the ruins of Mount Odilus, the Sphinx with a lion's body and a human face also moved there.

It inherited the power left behind when Typhon, the King of Monsters, struck the God-King. The power derived from the living monarch connected its life with order.

As long as the order and rules of the world do not collapse, nothing can kill this terrible demon.

Compared to the old world, the land of Chaos today has become much more complicated.

However, Apollo also knew very well that these so-called immortals were not truly immortal.

Behind each of these seemingly unsolvable forces there is actually a corresponding flaw, it just depends on whether you can find it.

The power of the ancient evil creatures comes from the unknown [life] authority of the Mother of Flesh and Blood, so in order to restrain them, equal [life] or corresponding [death] is required.

Although the Sphinx's order is extremely powerful, it is actually limited by its own order.

Wisdom leaped out from the head of the God-King, perhaps foreshadowing something in the dark.

Therefore, any being that is stumped by the Sphinx's wisdom will inevitably die, even if it is more powerful than the Sphinx.

But on the other hand, if one could crack its wisdom and leave it with no way out, then a mortal could also cut off its head.

If these are just hearsay, then the demons that have bathed in Hestia's blood are the personal experiences of the sun god.

Apollo went to seek advice from his aunt after losing his first battle.

The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. With the power coming from Hestia, I think she should have a solution.

As expected, the Goddess of the Hearth did not disappoint him.

But after hearing the answer given by the goddess, Apollo couldn't help but sigh that perhaps these so-called "flaws" exist because they are waiting for the corresponding person.

"Apollo, I know why you're here, and I can tell you how to control my divine power. As a natural goddess of protection and fire, the power of fire and protection may seem contradictory to me, but they are actually two sides of my coin."

"Flames can drive away disasters and protect peace, so mortals call me the guardian of the house. But on the other hand, flames can also bring disasters, making my power ineffective."

"So if you want to break my divine power, you just need to find another flame that has the meaning of 'protection' besides mine. For example, the original holy fire circulated among mortals. Use its power to temper your arrows, and that will be enough to break the body of the demon."

Hestia's words were clear, and she also provided a solution.

However, Apollo discovered to his embarrassing surprise that he had no ability to carry it out.

After all, although most mortals today believe that the sacred fire comes from the gift of the goddess of fire, Apollo knows that the human fire was actually stolen by Prometheus, the fire thief, and then given to humans.

No one can affect it unless Prometheus himself takes it back, or the flame's true owner allows it.

Otherwise, even if Apollo was the lord god of Olympus, he would have no way to deal with it, let alone use its power.

Therefore, Apollo had no choice but to give up saving his face and watched the demon wandering in the north, leaving only a specious prophecy in the end.

The one who killed the Nomisa Lion must have been a human force.

It’s not that he can’t kill the demon, but that the sun god has met the future, and this is the test he left for mortal heroes.

In an instant, Apollo's troubles were solved.

Of course, in terms of the final result, his "prophecy" seemed to have come true.

Hercules killed the giant lion in the identity of a human being, and in the future people may think that the sun god also has the ability to peek into fate.

However, although the giant lion of Nomisa had been killed, Apollo now met a hero with an immortal body.

Behind every undead being there is some powerful force influencing him, which even gods find difficult to defy.

He was very clear about the flaws of the former, so what was the weakness of the latter?

"Ok?"

"Ares, it's you... You're finally here."

Looking at Achilles who was still charging in the mortal army but vaguely rushing towards him, Apollo frowned at first, then his expression relaxed.

As a god, it is not nice to avoid the invitation to fight of mortals, but if he cannot break the immortal body, Apollo really can't do anything to him.

Fortunately, now that Ares is here, he is no longer needed here.

"You should have heard it too, 'God of War Achilles', this mortal claims to be a daimyo... Now that you are here, I will let you handle this."

"As a genuine God of War, you should be able to handle him."

Apollo spoke quietly and put away the silver bow in his hand.

"Hmph, Apollo, you don't need to remind me of my affairs."

With a stern look on his face, Ares, driving his bronze chariot, fell from the sky nearby.

Strictly speaking, Ares and Apollo had no grudge against each other, but the god of war could not stand the way Aphrodite sometimes looked at Apollo, and at the same time he could not bear to scold the goddess of beauty.

As for Apollo...if Ares directly rebuked Aphrodite, he would not defend the goddess of beauty. But if she was just angry because of incompetence, he would not indulge her.

As a result, the relationship between the two of them deteriorated.

Although there were no major conflicts, there were always verbal disputes.

"Very good, Achilles, right? I will remember you. Even Theseus of Athens was not as arrogant as you."

"Since you want to be the God of War, I'll let you go to the abyss and do it!"

No longer paying attention to Apollo, Ares' last words resounded through the sky, causing the birds in the mountains and forests to scatter and flee.

With a shout, the God of War summoned his bronze chariot and the four divine horses that drove it, and then rushed towards the battlefield on earth.

Not everyone in this world has the qualifications to challenge the gods... If he can tolerate this, then there is really no need for him to be the God of War.

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bang——

boom--!

The spear collided with the bronze sword, and the latter immediately retreated.

On the west side of the camp, after killing for who knows how long, Achilles finally took a straight look at his opponent who had just taken his attack.

Since defeating the King of Mycenae with two moves outside the camp, Achilles has been able to move freely all the way.

Anyone who dared to stand in his way would either be killed or seriously injured.

Even with military guards, few people could withstand his second move.

Of course, two fists are no match for four hands. Under the suppression of the royal order, even a demigod hero could not move alone among hundreds of thousands of people, and Achilles did not fail.

But in front of his indestructible body, no matter what means are used, it is just a joke.

"who are you?"

Achilles was no longer so anxious when he vaguely sensed a powerful aura approaching.

Since God has come to him, he doesn't care about this little bit of time.

However, this man was able to take his attack without getting hurt. Even with the help of the army, he was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I am Odysseus, King of Ithaca, a powerful hero. You are not an Athenian, are you?"

His arms trembled slightly, and Odysseus was secretly frightened.

Although he is not good at fighting, it depends on who he is competing with.

However, after just a brief encounter, Odysseus realized that Agamemnon's defeat was not unfair.

Even if he had known that his opponent was indestructible, he would probably only last a dozen rounds before being defeated.

If I were to do it myself, I would be far inferior.

"Odysseus?"

"I have heard of you...but whether I am an Athenian or not is none of your business."

Achilles nodded slightly and slowed down his pace.

He glanced around, and seeing that he had stopped, the soldiers around him no longer dared to move forward easily.

"Although the Athenians were rebellious, they still respected the gods and were devout believers of the goddess of wisdom."

"But you didn't show any reverence for the gods in your previous words."

"That's because they don't have to be in awe. When I defeat Ares, it's still unclear who will be the God of War!"

Achilles said lightly with a disdainful smile.

"The gods are immortal, how can you compare to them?"

Odysseus breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the spear-wielding attacker stop.

Although he was inferior in terms of military strength, since the visitor was not an Athenian, perhaps he could use words to persuade him to retreat.

"Achilles, I heard that the gods of heaven and earth coexisted with the world. Without them, there would be no world today. Then the Titans perfected all living things. With them, there are mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, sun, moon, and stars."

"How can you compare with such a great achievement of creation? Even if you have great courage and strength, how can you compare with the gods?"

What Odysseus said was a fact known to the world, and even Ares, who had hurried over from afar, softened his expression when he heard it.

Even if he was not talking about himself, as a member of the God Clan, how could a mortal be compared to him?

However, after hearing this, Achilles became even more disdainful.

"Oh, is this your so-called truth?"

"Then let me ask you, according to your logic, what crime should a thief be punished for?"

"Of course, the crime is determined by the value of the stolen item and the identity of the person who was stolen."

Odysseus replied.

"Really? But in my opinion, I'm afraid that's not the case."

The spear swung, and Achilles laughed.

"I heard that mortals who stole nobles' swords and horses were executed according to national law, but gods who stole the throne of the gods were able to become kings who ruled the world. This is the truth that power is greater than rules."

"I think the position in this world is not constant, and the fate of all things is not constant. It is just waiting for someone with ability to take it, and I am that person with ability!"

"Come - Ares, I know you are here. Aren't you known as the God of War?"

"Let's fight here. If you win, that's fine. If you can't win, how about letting me take the position of God of War?"

The sound shook the heavens and caused the clouds to scatter.

Even if Odysseus was a wise man, he would be speechless in the face of such a madman.

But there was no need for him to solve the current situation. When Achilles finished speaking, Odysseus heard an angry roar.

"Arrogant, mortal—I will kill you!"

Ares was furious at this moment.

If such a madman is not killed, how can I have the face to sit in the Golden Palace of Olympus?

"kill!"

Ares leaped up from the bronze chariot and stepped forward with his sword in hand.

"You are going to die, but not only you, but also your relatives, friends, and everyone related to you!"

"I swear in the name of the God of War, you lowly mortal, that only one of us can survive!"