Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

A night passed, until the next morning, after Ares' anxious waiting, Aphrodite finally walked out of the temple surrounded by molten fire.

No matter how she felt after hearing Hephaestus' request, the goddess of beauty finally agreed to his conditions.

The immortal Achilles was not truly invincible, but the God of Craftsmanship was the fastest and most suitable helper she could think of at the moment.

As for the statue...just leave it there. Anyway, the cripple has no intention of exhibiting what he considers to be a "perfect work of art".

But perhaps in order to cover up her mistake, Aphrodite made a request.

She rejected the name that was so closely associated with her, and asked Hephaestus to come up with a new one.

The God of Craftsman readily accepted this suggestion. After all, in his heart, he actually wanted to give his perfect masterpiece a special name.

So the two sides reached an agreement and the matter was settled.

Before leaving, the goddess of beauty also invited Hephaestus to attend her "execution meeting" later. She wanted to deal with the arrogant mortal in front of everyone.

Although the God of Craftsmanship was not very interested, he did not refuse.

It's just a small thing, just go and watch the fun.

"Humph!"

The temple door closed behind her. Aphrodite, holding a golden net in her hand, ignored Ares who had been driven out of the temple by her in advance.

Half a day ago, Ares seemed to have some opinions about the "one-to-one", "perfect replica" and "life-size statue" proposed by Hephaestus.

Although his opinion was not important, Aphrodite still let him leave the temple first to avoid trouble.

Now that the dust has settled, the artifact that I wanted is finally in my hands.

But as she looked at the waiting God of War, her dissatisfaction with Ares did not disappear.

Oh, the new generation of gods of Olympus are really a bunch of "talents". Except for the King of Gods who has some abilities, the rest of the gods are more incompetent than each other.

The god of the west wind who can only follow Zeus as a lackey, the crippled man with a defective body, or a useless thing like Ares.

I don’t know if this is a defect brought by my bloodline... Fortunately, I am different from them.

The twelve Titans and I are all the first generation descendants of Sky Father, and they are just some gods of later times.

It's just a pity——

"Ugh……"

Thinking of this, Aphrodite couldn't help but sigh secretly.

What a coincidence! I was not born in the Second Era.

In that era, there had never been a case of gods being defeated by humans.

What's more, except for the God of Speech, the Goddess of Beauty feels that each of the twelve Titans is much stronger than Ares and the like.

The gods of that era looked somewhat like gods.

"Okay, Ares, hurry up and make some preparations and set up the trap."

"Once we capture that mortal, we will bring him to the sacred mountain, and then cut him into pieces and pulverize his bones to scatter ashes."

Aphrodite waved her hand with an impatient look on her face.

"I really don't believe in immortality. Under the mighty power of the gods, a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers will be reduced to dust, and a kingdom will become the dust of history. How can a mere human being resist?"

Although the flesh and blood on her arms had begun to grow, the hatred in the goddess of beauty became even stronger.

Achilles... It's okay for Athena to bully me. Although I don't want to admit it, I still know how powerful Aphrodite is. But how can you be like her!

"Uh, Afu...Okay, I get it."

Ares on the side opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something.

But looking at Aphrodite who was obviously annoyed, he decided to wait until he caught her.

Unlike the goddess of beauty, Ares, who had fought against Achilles personally, had already figured out the source of the other party's immortality. It was the power from the River Styx, the great power that ran through the origin of the underworld.

Styx, the eldest daughter of Oceanus, had long since broken away from the shackles of the Oceanic pantheon and became a lord of the underworld.

The power she wielded was so special and feared by the gods that even Zeus showed her respect, while ordinary gods were unwilling to get close to her.

Achilles, the son of a god and a being baptized by the power of the Styx, is he really that easy to kill? Ares was not sure, but it was probably not that simple.

After all, separated from the human world, it was not only the power of the gods that lost its suppression, but also the power from the Styx.

Perhaps only when we reach the realm of God will the power of the River of Hatred be truly revealed.

"Well...but the Mother Goddess should have a way."

The power of the Styx was very difficult to deal with, but after thinking for a moment, Ares finally felt that he was worrying too much.

Even if Afu and I can't make it, there's still Hera.

The Queen of Heaven did share some of the power of the God King, and that was also the witness of their marriage.

In other places, this right may not be so obvious, but in Mount Kinabalu, it is infinitely magnified.

The power of Styx can stop others because the power of the River of Oath is too special, but it can never stop the power of the God-King.

So since the result is good, why should he ruin Afu's mood?

"When he comes again, I will lead him into the trap I have prepared. With this mortal's arrogant attitude, I'm afraid he won't back down even if he senses something is wrong."

With conviction, Ares tried hard to save his image.

“As long as the result is good, even if there are some problems in the process, it will only become a good story.”

"Hmph... I hope so."

Aphrodite nodded casually without comment, then threw the golden net to Ares.

She doesn't need to set traps or anything like that.

This time she was careless. As the god of love and beauty, she actually fought with humans with a sword.

Something like this will never happen again.

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A great battle ended with both sides retreating.

The God of War of Olympus returned to Mount God, but the 'God of War' on earth didn't know where to go after the war.

The vigorous battle with the gods seemed exhilarating, but when it was all over, Achilles felt a little depressed.

Did he defeat God? It seemed like he did, but not completely.

And it must be said that these so-called gods are quite capable. Let alone the goddess of beauty who is not good at fighting, but if the god of war who drives a car and the god of archery are together, he is afraid that he will not be a match.

It's not that his indestructible body is not strong enough, but because his own strength is actually very limited.

Perhaps Achilles is indeed the best among the demigods in the world, but if you ignore his immortality, he is actually far from the top.

And the most important thing is that an unbreakable shield often needs to be matched with an indestructible spear.

Achilles didn't have it before, and even after he took the bronze sword of Ares, he couldn't really be said to have it.

This is a divine sword, but it is not a 'divine sword'.

It was sharp, but not sharp enough to give its owner the upper hand in a battle with the gods.

"Huh - Teacher, you're right. The gods are still quite capable... But if we go to Athens right now, I'd be a little reluctant."

Achilles weighed the bronze sword in his hand and put it aside.

He thought about it for a moment, and then he made a plan in his mind.

A single god is actually not that scary.

But Olympus is a pantheon, with a huge church and kingdom.

In these respects, Achilles undoubtedly could not catch up, but fortunately, he was not alone.

He also has a teacher, friends he once made, and a goddess who taught him archery.

He could just beg them... well, show off his achievements to them, and then express his needs in a subtle way.

So the question is, to whom should you write your letter?

"… Let's go with the teacher. He knows a lot of people and should be able to come up with some solutions."

The image of Artemis flashed through his mind, but Achilles subconsciously did not want to ask the goddess for help.

So he took out a piece of wild animal skin, used the blood of the goddess of beauty as ink, and began to write on it.

The handwriting in bright red with golden glow fell on the animal skin. Achilles first described in detail what he had seen and heard along the way, and then talked about his idea of ​​not meeting the new king of Athens face to face, and then talked about his provocation to the coalition camp.

In the letter, Achilles commented on the so-called heroes of the coalition forces - Agamemnon had some martial arts skills, but was not able to respond quickly; Odysseus was only good at talking and his strength was just so-so.

Finally, he described his battle with the gods.

"Apollo's archery skills are amazing, and he can barely compete with Her Majesty Artemis, but he is just a villain who shoots arrows from the back, and is really not worth mentioning."

"Ares's martial arts skills are average. Although he has some strength, he is arrogant and conceited. He is no match for me."

"...As for Aphrodite, she's a woman. If she was facing me, I could have given her a hand. But she was probably a bit too polite. Before I could give her a hand, she gave me a hand first, which made me feel a little embarrassed."

"But no matter how polite you are, I will not show mercy if we fight again in the future."

"I have enclosed this with the letter. If you see my work, it is as if you have seen my work."

"If she dares to attack me again next time we meet, I will tie her up and give her to the teacher as a gift."

"..."

"...From this we can see that the gods are nothing more than that, merely usurping divine power, incompetent and unwise...If I had not lacked the right weapons, I would have killed them all one by one..."

"...I have specially invited you to come and see my divine power, and I have defeated all the gods outside the coalition camp..."

It consists of thousands of words, quoting from classics and using gorgeous language.

After all, the current Achilles is not the same as the one in the original trajectory. Growing up in Silvermoon City, he has read some books and learned a lot of knowledge.

Avoiding the important issues and selectively telling the truth are not a problem for him. Achilles said that he has kept in mind the teachings of his teacher Chiron and has always been humble and reasonable, but the gods like Ares are too arrogant.

"Well... that's it. When the teacher comes, I'll try to find a way to get a real divine weapon. Then I'll see who can be my opponent."

Achilles nodded with satisfaction, a hint of youthful vigor showing on his face.

He then drew a line on the ground and chanted the mantra in a low voice.

After a while, as the void fluctuated, a transparent ring appeared above the ritual.

Behind the circle seemed to be a world of black and white, exactly like the human world. In the middle of the circle, a sparrow with three eyes flapped its wings and flew out.

This is a spiritual being that has signed a contract with Chiron. As for its race... Achilles is not very clear.

However, as a member of the high-level spiritual life, this peculiar life form is born with the ability to [travel through the spiritual world], and can travel quickly between the two ends of the continent.

"Give this letter and the contents of this box to the teacher. This flesh and blood will be your reward."

"This is the flesh and blood of the true God. I have finally repaid what I owed you."

After folding the animal skin and putting it together with the box, Achilles smiled and gave the "trophies" that he had divided up beforehand to the bird in front of him.

A hint of human surprise flashed in the eyes of the three-eyed sparrow, and then it rolled up the thing and disappeared along with the illusory ring.

Based on Achilles' experience, it wouldn't be long before his letter would be on Chiron's desk.

As for when the Centaur Sage would come, he had no idea.

"very good."

"Everything is ready, just waiting for the teacher to come."

Achilles didn't know that the goddess of beauty had found a way to deal with him, and he didn't know that the speed of the god of war would not be slower than Chiron. He only knew that he could relax a little.

It's only been a few days, how could anything happen to me? That's impossible. What can the gods do to me?

Lying on his back on a large rock, Achilles' thoughts drifted far away like the letter.

At this moment, he didn't know what he had done.

A letter will bring his teacher.

A trip to the sacred mountain will bring back a golden net.

If the independence of Eleusis had been destroyed before, and the charge and flooding of the coalition camp were still limited to mortal combat, then his presence at this moment was like lighting a fire.

The flames began to burn, and the goddess of fate, who was far away on Mount Nisa, looked at the mixed threads of fate in astonishment; the flames continued to burn, and the chest of the witch, who was in an unknown location and brought disaster to the world, rose and fell violently.

At the same moment, Ares, who had just walked down from the sacred mountain, suddenly felt as if he was assisted by God, and his divine authority of "War" began to shake violently like never before.

For a moment, Ares felt that this might be a gift from the will of the world, a compensation for being provoked by mortals.

"Is this a sign of victory? War will break out among men, and neither the sky nor the earth will be spared."

"As the Lord of War, perhaps it is my time..."

There was a gleam of divine light in his eyes, and Ares felt that he had foreseen the future.

He saw the mortal named Achilles chained to a bronze pillar on the sacred mountain, about to face the punishment of the gods.

God would not create omens out of thin air, so this was a part of fate, and also the beginning of his rise to fame as the God of War.

Thinking of this, Ares came back to his senses and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Defeating Athena and achieving final victory... this will surely greatly expand the concept of [war].

Just like the complete [Ocean], who knows whether the complete [War] can make the final leap by that time?

Ares didn't know, but since fate had given him a revelation, it might happen.