Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

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"See, Typhon, you can no longer win."

Fight from the earth to the sky, and fight from the sky to the sea. The two gods unleashed their power wantonly. At this moment, they were the center of the world.

Unlike the brief battle before, this time, the battle between the God King and Typhon lasted long enough for the gods to react. Zeus even intentionally allowed their battlefield to pass through the places where different gods lived. It was almost obvious who would stand aside and who would be willing to contribute to the divine court.

The Goddess of Kitchen Fire lowered [Guardian] for the God King in the distance, and Ares allowed the fighting spirit in the God King's heart to enhance his strength; the Goddess of Life tried to suppress the recovery of Typhon's injury, but Athena also did not take action directly, she just raised the Spear, let [Victory] choose who to lean towards. Even Oceanus, who had always been at odds with the God-King, finally emerged from the bottom of the sea and mobilized the power of the sea to suppress Typhon.

When the King of Demons was wreaking havoc on the world, they hid early to avoid causing trouble, but now the gods don't mind helping. After all, the outcome is very obvious. No matter what their relationship with Zeus is, they are willing to be a smooth favor at this time.

It has no friends, no allies, all the gods are standing on the opposite side, both heaven and earth are enemies of it, and even the mother earth that gave birth to it has no trace of it. Like a stone monkey surrounded by a dragnet, looking around, all Typhon could see was his opponent. Its blood fell like rain on the sea, and opposite it was Zeus, who became more and more courageous as he fought.

But it didn't care about this at all. Faced with the God King's persuasion to surrender, Typhon only responded with another roar.

No one knew what it was thinking, only its huge body dancing in the storm. One after another, their heads were cut off by lightning, but the remaining ones were still fiercely fighting.

"Crazy, stupid, stubborn!"

His face was ugly. Compared to being angry at being ignored, Zeus really felt sorry.

His royal power ceremony is about to be initially completed. Once the twelve pillars are erected, all that remains is to continue to expand the scope covered by the concept of [king power].

Even if you don’t count how suitable Typhon is as a fighter, even if this monster is unwilling to fight for him in the future, just the fact that Typhon, who possesses great power, surrenders to him can bring huge benefits to Zeus’s future. the benefits of.

But it doesn't want to...this madman doesn't want to!

It has obviously grown a hundred heads, but it is no match for an ordinary mortal... Even if it is like those despicable unbelievers, even if they are full of lies but have no faith, at least they still know how to assess the situation and be greedy for life and afraid of death! Damn beast, when you eat the fruit of the day and find that you can't find the prisoner who is supposed to be in Corisian, you should know that the situation is over. You have been trapped and it is impossible to win!

"Damn monster..."

With the passage of time and the power of fate, Zeus could feel a steady stream of power being injected into his body. He was actually able to defeat his opponent, but he still made a final effort.

"Typhon, give up. The time you were born is too short, and you don't understand the beauty of this world. Surrender! Surrender to me! The gods use their eternal lives to enjoy eternal peace, food and clothing, beauties and wine, All the good things in this world belong to us, isn’t that great?”

"Roar--!"

This time, Typhon didn't even talk to him anymore - maybe he said something, but Zeus couldn't understand the demon's roar.

In front of him, all Zeus could see was Typhon's unyielding eyes - he finally realized that as long as this monster could still fight, it would never surrender to him.

"...Okay, since you're toasting and not eating..."

Endless thunder and lightning surged behind him, turning into a huge lightning giant. At this moment, Zeus subconsciously imitated what his father had done.

But perhaps because of the difference in time, space and thunder power, the incarnation condensed by the God King is far less terrifying than the one at the turn of the era. He could not carry the sun and moon on his shoulders, nor could he lift his hand across the continent, but he was still able to stretch out his right hand and press Typhon in the middle of the sea.

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The next moment, the artifact was raised high, and with loud noises one after another, the [Thunder Arrow] seemed to turn into a giant hammer, using Typhon as iron material and the sea as an anvil to beat it endlessly. Thunder and lightning penetrated Typhon's immortal body, breaking its bones and searing its entrails, and then rose again.

Similar scenes, the same participants, but the identities of the two people have been exchanged. Zeus, whose limbs had been broken not long ago, changed his position, but Typhon, who had fought all over the world, had no power to fight back at this moment and could only struggle in vain.

Has he become weaker, or has Zeus become stronger? On the sea, Typhon's confused thoughts had no answers, but he didn't need answers either. The pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but its will remained stubborn. This blow only aroused Typhon's ferocity. It is not really crazy, it also knows that Zeus wants to recruit it, and it is even more aware of how luxurious and comfortable the lives of the gods are. Now that the strength and weakness are changing, the warning sign that has been hovering around it since its birth seems to have come to reality. If it persists, it will probably die.

Surrender... Something seemed to sound next to Typhon's vague consciousness. Surrendering would avoid death, and even for its strength, Zeus would be sure to take its culpability lightly. As long as it is willing to contribute its own strength at the right time, the God King will never be stingy with any enjoyment and glory...

"No."

With eyes wide open, Typhon looked at the giant spirit that kept hitting him. You want me to surrender, like those ridiculous gods, even though I don't like you in my heart, I still have to surrender to you? Idiot's dream!

"Roar--!"

I don't know where I mustered up the strength again, the North Sea was stirred and rolled endlessly, and Zeus's big hand was actually lifted inch by inch. The God King was a little shocked. Even if most of the dragon's head was chopped off, even if his power was being continuously absorbed by him, could this terrifying monster still resist?

Zeus stared down, but all he saw was the high head and eyes burning with fire.

"The winner is the king or the loser." Zeus held up the thunderbolt and said without mercy: "If will is useful, then Prometheus should stand in front of me to collect debts, and those mortals should attack the sacred mountain instead of struggling in the eyes of the sea. Sink in death."

"As he is, so are they all, and so are you, you are all the same!"

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Thunder and lightning fell from the sky, and the storm that had been lingering around Typhon was completely broken through.

Under the power of the God King, its remaining dragon heads fell like wheat, leaving only the last one, the one at its core.

Then, with the attention of the gods, Zeus grabbed an island from afar and suppressed it towards Typhon.

For this monster, until now, the God King still hasn't figured out how to deal with it. There were some promises that he couldn't say in front of the gods, and he also had some concerns that he couldn't express clearly, so he still wanted to try... not to mention using the power of fate to kill such a demon who was originally more powerful than him. Zeus's heart was inevitably a little sad.

The last chance... Standing high in the sky, Zeus looked at the island below his feet, patrolling around with a cold face.

I hope this damn beast can grasp the few 'kindness' he has.

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Typhon sank to the bottom of the sea.

Zeus's true form did not catch up, but it had no strength to move anymore. Following the water waves downward, the power that was originally enough to stir up the world was empty, which made Typhon feel uncomfortable for a while.

It saw a huge black shadow impacting above it, covering its body underneath. That was the island moved by the God King, and it contained his divine power, as if he wanted to suppress this monster forever.

Of course, it's just an island. As long as its strength is restored a little, it won't be able to suppress Typhon at all unless Zeus personally sits here. Therefore, the demon king did not even take a second look. It just sank in the sea water, falling towards the bottom.

It was getting a little tired...but Typhon had no intention of giving up. It is just silently accumulating strength, waiting for the time when it is enough to break the island. However, at the moment when the island crashed down, accompanied by the rolling waves of the vast expanse, the phantom of Zeus appeared in front of the King of Demons.

He stood on top, and Typhon lay on his back below. But even though he was the loser, the King of Demons still gave the visitor a look of contempt. It knew what the visitor wanted to say, but it didn't want to hear it, and this attitude made Zeus frown again.

"Typhon, I don't understand. Aren't you afraid of death? Don't you want to live? Is there nothing in this world that interests you? We are not necessarily enemies, and there are no eternal enemies in this world. You are just That crazy woman in Gaia instigated me, so you don’t have to be so hostile to me.”

Taking a deep breath, Zeus still didn't quite understand Typhon's psychology.

There is obviously no conflict between them. Although Typhon is the descendant of Gaia, Zeus does not think that Mother Earth can let this crazy and self-centered monster be used by her.

So what makes it necessary to kill itself, and what makes it not care about life or death? Just a simple desire for destruction? Zeus couldn't figure it out. He wanted to get an answer, but in front of him, Typhon just looked at him with disdain.

"...Tell me, Typhon, what do you want and what are you dissatisfied with? I am the king of gods in this world and the supreme ruler of heaven, earth and sea. There is nothing in this world that I cannot give you. , as long as you are willing to be used by me, we can talk about everything except my throne."

He spoke in a deep voice. If these words were heard by the gods of Olympus, it would be enough to greatly reduce the prestige of the God King. He simply does not look like a conqueror, but a faint king who cedes territory and seeks peace. But Zeus didn't care, because no god could peek into the conversation here. He just stared at Typhon's eyes, trying to see even a little bit of wavering, but he was disappointed again, and all he could see was deeper contempt.

The other party looked down on him from the beginning to now. Nameless fire burned in his chest, Zeus couldn't help but said coldly:

"...Typhon, do you think you can still succeed? From the moment you eat the One-Day Fruit, your failure is inevitable. If you persist now, what else can you gain except death?"

Typhon clenched his fist, as if he was holding something, and Zeus was unable to make a move because Typhon, who was incapable of doing anything, finally showed his final threat.

The power of fate lingers around him. Although the immortality of this monster is so powerful, just like the branch piercing the palm of Erebus, although Typhon is not theoretically immortal, but with his own power alone, Zeus can Can't kill it - but he still has a destiny.

As long as he is willing, One Day Fruit can help him achieve his goal. He could kill the monster completely, crushing all its will.

"Oh, is this the God King? Another puppet on a string."

There was no fear, no flinching, feeling the closeness of death, looking at Zeus who was clearly threatening it but still had expectation in his eyes, Typhon smiled happily.

It knew Zeus didn't understand it, but it wasn't going to let him. For a being that has been a tool since birth, it just wants to do whatever it wants.

It is born with knowledge, but unlike those Titan gods, what Typhon 'knows' comes from blood and from his own power. Therefore, the content he can read is only related to the source of these powers. It knows the existence of the Mother Tree, the supreme being who regards it as a tool to spread power; it knows the existence of the Earth Mother, the first life it sees after its birth, and regards it as a vengeful thug; it also knows that it originally belonged to The fate of Typhous, which was the reason why he could still come to the world even though he possessed the power of an alien god - that fate was to become the defeated general of Zeus, demonstrating the prowess of the God-King.

Until now, another person stood in front of him, wanting to make him do things for him. Even though he was just a lackey of fate, this so-called God King actually tried to convince himself to surrender to him.

Why...

Why?

Why!

Just because you were born named Zeus, you can rule the world, and I was born named Typhon, so I should be stepped on by you? If this is the order of this world, then let Him kill me personally!

Amidst the laughter, Typhon's strength began to recover, and the dragon's head grew again on the ninety-nine sarcomas. It was so upright and undisguised. The God King clenched his fists, and the power of fate boiled like never before, and amidst this boiling invisible power, the old voice of Atropos came out.

"Zeus... think twice. Typhon's fate should not end here, it should also be immortal - it's just that some force changed the result, but it shouldn't be killed by you here. I don't know What will happen if you kill it is definitely not what you want.”

"But I have no choice, Atropos. If it gives itself a chance, I'll gladly accept it."

Raising his palm, Zeus looked at the King of Demons below expressionlessly. Why did he want to get to this point? However, in front of him, the God King only saw dragon heads growing out one after another.

"You will be my stepping stone... You will bring me prestige; you will be regarded as a buffoon in the story by mortals, and as a gossip by the gods. The world will only know that I, the God King of Olympus, Suppressing the brutal monsters here and saving all sentient beings from the demons who wanted to destroy the world, this is the only truth."

"Typhon, is this what you want?"

"Ah."

The dragon's head was raised with a disdainful smile, and Typhon's body stirred up strength.

The island on top of him began to shake, with cracks all over it. Mixed and overlapping sounds echoed in the deep sea, and the will of the demon lord never wavered.

"Do you think you won? Today it's me, tomorrow it's you... Zeus, a person who begs for mercy in front of fate will never be able to fight against it!"

"Come on, Zeus, come and kill me! This is just the beginning! My death is not the end. From now on for a hundred thousand years, the world will remember my name. I am the King of Demons, Typhon!"

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On the sea, a small island that had just appeared was shaking violently. Red light shone through the gaps, and magma erupted from the mountains.

Standing high in the sky, under the gaze of the gods, Zeus lowered his head. He seemed to vaguely see that contemptuous look on him, but this time, he no longer hesitated.

The palm fell, and as a thunder exploded, all sounds stopped. However, Zeus was expressionless, because he knew that this Typhon disaster, its own life and death, was just the beginning, and its impact would never end.

Perhaps as it says... In the next hundred thousand years, all sentient beings will be forced to remember the name Typhon, whether they like it or not.