Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

The sun rises in the east, shining on the boundless sea of ​​clouds, creating golden rays of light.

The sound of music and the fragrance of flowers occasionally come, surrounding the holy land where the gods live.

Countless carriages passed through the sky, bringing one god after another who did not usually live in the sacred mountain in the past.

It was like the prelude to a grand banquet... It was the first time since the Golden Apple Banquet that so many gods had gathered together in Olympus.

The Kitchen Goddess stood at a corner of the sacred mountain. She looked at the sky with heavy traffic and had a worried look on her face.

"Hera, I have always advised you not to start a war just for an illusory title... but this is ultimately your own business, and I can't stop you."

“But now, just to kill a human, Aphrodite and Ares have invited all the gods in such a grand manner.”

“Is such behavior really necessary?”

On another mountain not far from the main peak of the sacred mountain, Hestia could see a huge metal pillar standing tall.

It was originally designed as a place to punish the enemies of the Divine Court, but in reality it had never been used since the day it was built.

Those who can be killed often do not need to be killed in a big way.

The enemies that deserve attention are often the immortal gods.

To this day, a mortal will be bound and executed here, and even this matter has attracted such attention from the gods.

Does this really make sense? At least Hestia doesn't feel its usefulness.

And the most important thing is, it would have been fine if the goddess of beauty and the god of war were just fooling around, but why didn't Hera, the queen of heaven, stop them, but instead was happy to see it happen?

"Because I want them to understand a truth and learn a lesson... Hehe, my dear sister - this is not my problem, but Ares is too unreasonable."

Unlike Hestia's worry, Hera was wearing a long golden-red dress that dragged on the ground, and her tone was exceptionally calm.

She looked at the gods gathered in the distance, so calmly that it seemed as if she was not talking about her own son.

"Ares came to see me and told me about the problem with the mortal."

"The 'criminal' who is about to be executed is not an ordinary human. He is a demigod who has been baptized by the source of the Styx."

"So Ares doubted that he could really kill it, so he asked me to be the last insurance."

"He didn't dare to persuade Aphrodite to give up her plan, so he asked me to cover for him... Haha,... He had a good idea. As long as he and this woman can get away with it, why wouldn't I be unwilling?"

Her brows furrowed again. As the eldest sister, Hestia had been trying to resolve the conflicts between her younger siblings and nephews and nieces for thousands of years.

But obviously, her efforts never bore fruit.

"So Hera, you rejected Ares' request?"

"Of course not, I promised him."

"If I don't agree, how dare he and Aphrodite invite all the gods to watch their 'execution meeting'?"

"Although the Queen of Heaven is not the King of Gods, at least this time, I will keep my word - of course, if they can't do anything to this mortal, when I will take action to solve this trouble, it depends on my mood."

His tone was flat, but there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth.

As for Ares, Hera felt that she had nothing to be disappointed about.

However, they would be needed both to attack Athena, so Hera simply went along with it.

I'll use this incident to warn them both again, so that they can understand whose words are the most useful.

"..."

"Ugh……"

Sighing quietly, Hestia didn't know how to deal with this family's problems.

Although she was revered by mortals as the guardian of the home, she actually had no children of her own, so she was unable to come up with a suitable solution.

"I hope you can have fewer conflicts. We are all family, there are no problems that cannot be solved."

Hera did not respond. Although she respected her sister, she also had her own stance.

If Ares can deal with this mortal and break the power of the Styx, then everything will be easy.

After all, although Hera deeply hated Zeus's ruthlessness, she also admitted that Zeus was a very powerful god.

But he was incapable of solving the problem, and at the same time he pretended to obey his orders but secretly disobeyed them...

"Humph."

With a cold snort, Hera noticed the movement in the distance.

The mortal captured by Ares has been taken to the platform.

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slam-la-

Boom——!

He twisted his hands hard, pulling at the chains on his body.

The sound of metal colliding and air vibrating came one after another, but at this moment Achilles suddenly realized that his strength was not enough to break free from the shackles.

His limbs were locked on copper pillars and he could not move. Although he could not see the material of the chains, the young hero knew that they were definitely not ordinary things.

Just like the golden net that once covered him, even gods could hardly break free. For humans in the mortal world, this was an even more difficult obstacle to overcome.

However, although he couldn't do it, Achilles, who was brought to this high platform, still did not stop.

He looked at the eyes around him that were looking at him as if he were a clown, and then he responded rudely, as if he was looking back at some garbage.

“Hahahahaha…Ares, are you here to invite me to be your guest?”

"Or, under the witness of all the gods, you finally feel that you should give up the throne of God of War to me."

"If that's the case, I can accept your kindness with reluctance."

Achilles laughed out loud, his sarcasm evident in his words.

He had known this day would come ever since he was ambushed a few days ago.

Achilles knew how powerful the gods were, and he had also seen the power of real artifacts, so he knew that he could not escape in this situation.

But this doesn't mean that he will admit his mistake. At least Ares, he is not worthy of it!

"Enough, lowly mortal. Your mother Thetis gave you the blood of the gods, but your father's lowliness tainted it, causing you to commit such an unforgivable sin."

"The blood of the gods is not a reason for you to act recklessly. Even the son of the God King was punished for provoking the gods and is still serving his sentence in the underworld today."

"And you will pay the price for this."

Shouting loudly, Ares announced the criminal's fate in a righteous manner.

However, looking at Achilles who wanted to say something, he waved his hand quickly.

A few days ago, he brought the other party before Aphrodite, but the goddess of beauty asked him to prepare a grand execution to punish this mortal.

Ares didn't understand why she did this, but Aphrodite thought it was an indispensable "sense of ritual", so the God of War had to agree.

However, despite this, it is better not to argue with the other party if you can.

After all, no matter what, it is a fact that he suffered at the hands of Achilles.

"Come here, execution!"

He stretched out his finger and pointed, and the next moment, Ares' true power unfolded.

The powerful divine power condensed like a substance under his authority, and then wrapped around the sword placed aside.

In just a moment, these weapons, which were made of extraordinary materials, had the power to cut through celestial bodies and tear apart the earth's strata.

Even before being danced, the gods could see the thousands of miles of clouds rolling like waves near the sacred mountain.

Cut into pieces, this is the death that Aphrodite requested.

Because Achilles had cut off her arm, she wanted him to suffer the same torture.

She was even prepared that after this human died, she would bind his soul deep in the underworld, where it would be chopped by knives and axes during the day and restored to its original state at night.

This goes on day and night, without end, as a warning to the mortals on earth.

"Yes, Your Highness."

As soon as Ares gave the order, two illusory servants came out.

They were creatures who once believed in the God of War, and now came here in the form of spirits under the blessing of Ares' divine power.

The two men first bowed to the many gods who were watching the ceremony, and then picked up the swords beside them.

"Death, blasphemer."

A boundless sense of power filled their bodies, and looking at the locked Achilles, the two of them hacked at him with all their might.

However, looking at the sword coming at him, Achilles just laughed, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

brush--

Boom-!

There was a sound of breaking air, followed by a loud bang.

Like striking a giant bell, the swords flew back.

The two executioners had no time to react before they were hit by the weapons that were rebounding. In just a moment, the weapons blessed by divine power smashed them into pieces, without even a scream left in the world.

"Hahahahahaha...Ares, is this your 'punishment'?"

"As expected, you can't do anything to me in the human world, and you still can't do anything to me on Mount Olympus!"

wow——

Seeing this result, there was an uproar in the audience.

And hearing Achilles' laughter, Ares could not help but shout loudly: "Shut up and take my bow!"

Although Ares is not known for his archery skills, the God of War has some archery skills.

Taking the longbow, Ares drew the bow like a full moon, and then shot an arrow.

A huge wind pressure broke through the air, as if blowing apart hundreds of miles of clouds in the middle.

However, the next moment, an arrow that was powerful enough to pierce through the body of a god landed on Achilles, but still only made a clang sound.

There was no damage at all, just like hitting a dead object.

However, this time, many gods noticed something was wrong.

At the moment when the arrow collided with Achilles, they seemed to see countless tiny lines emerging on each other's skin.

The dark runes were looming, as if the god of war was not hitting a human, but an undead ghost covered in human skin.

"Ares, is this all you have?"

"Too light, too light! If that's all you have, you can't kill me!"

"Damn it!"

I gritted my teeth secretly, and the worst result happened.

Ares knew that Styx's power would not be so easy to break.

Strictly speaking, Achilles should be dead now, but he somehow cheated the laws of life and death and still survives in the world as a living person.

But his entire body is more of a carrier of the power of the Styx than flesh and blood.

"Afu, don't worry, I still have a way."

After two consecutive failures, the atmosphere in the field has changed.

Although the goddess of beauty didn't say anything from the beginning, Ares had already seen her suppressed dissatisfaction.

In fact, Ares had secretly tried it as early as the first day of climbing the sacred mountain, but he couldn't really hurt this human.

Therefore, the only reason why he did not strongly stop Aphrodite was that he had other things to rely on.

"Since the sword and the axe can't kill you, I'll use lightning and fire."

"Even if you have great abilities, you are just a piece of meat on the chopping board, waiting for me to chop it off."

Ares let out a long sigh. He actually didn't want to do this if there was no other way.

After all, stealing thunder from Hera was not something he could say out loud, and it would inevitably damage the Queen's reputation.

But for Afu...if the Mother Goddess wants to blame him later, he will just listen.