Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Late at night, Athens.

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

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

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

"It's still a little short."

A trace of regret flashed in his eyes. The attempt failed again, but this time it seemed that the distance to success was not so far away compared to the previous one, at least there was a little dawn.

However, these are all things to consider later. Putting away the crystals, Hermes looked at the northwest sky.

The tower wall in front of him was like nothing. In the sky thousands of miles away, the spreading breath of divine power was so clearly visible, and the invisible pressure seemed to be pressing on his heart.

In the eyes of mortals, it is the pressure of divine power that brings pressure. But in the eyes of people like Hermes, it is the chains of rules that put pressure on him.

Since the Typhon Rebellion, the law's rejection of divine power has been further strengthened. Even if it is just this level of aura, it will only usher in ruthless suppression.

"Is it Aphrodite... Is she crazy? No, that's not right, this is not her control."

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

After coming to this 'real' world for so long, he has become more and more clear about the strict restrictions on divine power in the human world.

No god is willing to use divine power in the human world, not even a god of the underworld who has been deceived by mortals.

Hermes remembers it clearly. Although this 'real' history does not have the god of death Thanatos, the arrogant mortal Sisyphus still has ideas about gods.

As his life passed day by day, this once wise and powerful king still couldn't avoid the fear of death, so he used a trick to imprison the real body of a god of the underworld.

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

After the incident was exposed, Sisyphus was punished by the angry gods to push the boulder up the mountain day and night, and then the stone rolled down, over and over again.

Let the self-proclaimed wise mortals do the most ordinary and never-completed thing forever, this is the punishment of the gods, they know how to torture a prisoner mentally.

Sisyphus's behavior has since become a topic of conversation among the gods... However, the reaction of the unnamed true god of the underworld in his story is a good indication of the gods' fear of the law today.

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

"Even so, such a thing 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 you will help me as much as you can, and I will provide necessary help to you and your descendants as long as my life is not threatened."

In the distant sky, a stream 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, he is standing on the opposite side of them.

"There is nothing I can do about it. Only because I have been a god can I understand the thoughts of gods."

"They will not accept me sincerely, because I am also a 'human' now. In my position, I should do my job; if I can't be a god, I can't wait to die."

The mind moved slightly, and then the whole tower shook slightly under the will of Hermes.

In the center of the bottom of the tower, a huge cavity stood seventy-two columns with carved patterns.

A crystal stone was suspended on the top of most of the pillars, which was exactly the same as the twelve in front of Hermes before, and even those twelve were part of this place.

Only a few pillars had blank tops, and there was nothing there yet.

Buzz——

Complex patterns emerged on the ground and dome of this space, and countless runes lit up one by one.

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

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

The strong light flashed for a moment, and then dimmed, as if it was accumulating energy again. Standing on the top of the tower, Hermes couldn't help but nod slightly.

This was not what he really wanted, it was just a by-product of the research process.

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

…

Boom——

With a backhanded sword, the bronze armor was close at hand and collided with Theseus's sword. The huge force made the armor plates dent inward.

However, Ares, who was sent here by the gods, didn't care. It was just a carrier, so he died. But the human in front of him was the one 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 could barely do it!

Bang--

"Ahem——"

His thin body was injured again, and Theseus felt that his consciousness was already in a trance.

The dark red mist lingered slightly on the dagger inserted in his chest, as if speaking to him. However, Theseus knew that this was by no means an object of communication.

He has seen those beings contaminated by evil things and tried to restore their mental state, but the result was in vain.

He didn't want to die here before making arrangements for his funeral, but he didn't want his body to become a carrier of evil things after death, causing endless disasters in the world.

"It's useless, you can't run away."

The rainbow light is blessed on his body, which is the power of the rainbow light goddess Iris, which makes Ares obviously faster.

"Athens is right in front, but you have no chance to go in. Hahahahaha... I want to chop off the heads of her raised dogs outside her temple."

The more injured he was, the more violent his fighting spirit became.

All the power in his body gathered in one place, and Ares's blood-red eyes shone brightly.

"Die to me——"

boom--

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

The next moment, a slender beam of light seemed to ignore space and distance, and hit Ares's chest in an instant.

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

The pure and condensed energy penetrated the 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 also inevitably came to an end.

"ah--"

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

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

Just like when it arrived, the divine will that descended returned to his divine body.

"what happened?"

Her expression changed, and Hera, who followed closely behind, paused subconsciously where Ares' incarnation disappeared.

She had never known that such a method existed in Athens.

She knew that the mysterious locks in Silver Moon City could resist the incarnation of the gods, but after all, they were the work of the goddess of the magic network. But what's going on with this scene in front of me?

Rumble——

In the distant sky, the figure of Theseus once again fought with the incarnation of Poseidon. But after only staying for a moment, Hera set off again.

Her plan was so clever, but Aphrodite and the scene in front of her had mishaps again and again.

Unknowingly, a haze came to Hera's mind.

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

"Good...very good!"

Her intuition told Hera that maybe Theseus was not destined to die outside the city of Athens, but it didn't matter.

Either early death or late death is death. If you are directly contaminated by that kind of thing, a mortal without an immortal essence will definitely die.

If we can't solve it without bloodshed, let the earth flow into a river of blood.

Without the eyesore of Theseus, dozens of gods faced off against a mere Athena. In this battle, I have the advantage!

With her mind settled, Hera no longer hesitated.

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

The gods and the streamer at the front kept getting closer, and then were forced back. But every time they approached, they could make the figure slow down a little.

The beams of light that came instantly regardless of distance also exploded three times in succession. Even if they were prepared, many avatars still suffered heavy losses.

Until a certain moment, the streamer that had been flying in the sky for half the night finally approached the scope of Athens.

But the moment he crossed the sky above the city wall, Poseidon who followed him seemed to have hit an indestructible barrier and was bounced to the ground on the spot.

Bang--

"Ho...it's Equis!"

His expression was ugly, and the artifact hung high in the sky. Looking at this scene, Poseidon had nothing to do.

He did not carry his own trident, or in other words, there were not many gods who would hand over the artifact to the incarnation of the gods.

On the one hand, the advent of consciousness and divine power cannot carry the artifact, and on the other hand, there is a danger of losing it.

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

This is also the reason why she once promised that as long as she is still in Athens, no one can harm the people she wants to protect. Unless one day the gods come to the city and turn every inch of land outside the city into their home field.

"Forget it, you've already guessed it beforehand, right? Her artifact is in Athens and we can't get in."

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

There is nothing that can be done about this, it is entirely caused by previous mistakes.

This chase in the night sky may come to an end.

"Aphrodite, what happened to her!"

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

"Hmph, you can't even control your own incarnation, you loser!"

Hera did not refute, because she also felt that Aphrodite was a waste.

But it was true, after all, she was transformed by some power of the Father. Even Uranus would not be able to maintain wisdom at certain times...

So Aphrodite was a brainless waste, which was reasonable.

"Reasonable..."

"Humph, waste."

Cursing inwardly, Hera turned around.

Although the final outcome was not so perfect, his goal was achieved.

This mortal who was in the way was finally going to die.

······

"Dong--"

"Dong--"

"Dong--"

In the city of Athens, bells rang.

Under the dark night sky, large groups of guards suddenly began to patrol.

Luxurious carriages came out from all over the city, some gathered together, and some went alone.

But there was no doubt that their goal was the same, that is, the royal palace of Athens.

Because although the entire city was blocked at this moment, some news still came from outside.

Whether it was through the channels of magic or the methods of divine arts, a piece of content that was unknown to be true or false was circulated among these Athenian "bigwigs" in a short period of time.

Theseus, the king of Athens, was seriously injured and dying, and the reason for all this was that he repeatedly angered the Olympian gods and was finally punished by the gods.

No one knew whether this was true, but it undoubtedly caused an uproar in the city.

When Theseus was there, what he said was the truth.

But if he was gone, where would the future of Athens go?

…

"Get out of the way!"

Awakened from her sleep, Andrea hurriedly put on her robe.

Lifting her skirt, she trotted towards the inner circle of the palace without paying attention to the carriage frame that had not yet been prepared.

She was not the first person to know the news. In fact, she didn't know what happened today until she received the order from Theseus.

The battle between the incarnations of the gods was firmly blocked outside Athens by the power of the Shield of Aequis, so that most people knew nothing except that the royal city seemed to have been attacked.

In this case, naturally no one would care about a princess, especially a princess who was a clergyman. After all, although there was no explicit rule, Chaos had rarely seen a king who used divine magic over the years.

"Wait, are you Her Highness Andrea?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the front.

Andrea looked up slightly. It was the ruler of a city-state in Athens.

Before Theseus, most of the city-states in the Pan-Athens sphere of influence had their own rulers, laws and armies. They were more like the relationship between the suzerain and the vassal than part of Athens.

But with the centralization and war after Theseus came to power, the rulers of these city-states finally obeyed the rule of the King of Athens, and even they themselves came to Athens and became members of the parliament.

Theseus promised them that they would discuss the development of the kingdom together in the form of a classical republic, but in fact everyone knew that he was a dictatorial monarch.

"I am, what do you want?"

Despite her urgency, Andrea held back for the time being.

The people around also noticed the movement here, and they all turned their eyes to look over. Their eyes contained various meanings, and Andrea couldn't tell them apart.

But at this time, stability is more important than anything else. At least before confirming her father's true life or death, she should-

"I mean, Your Highness, as a clergyman, you don't seem to be here now."

With a smile on his face, the count seemed to be in a good mood. He looked at the princess in front of him and shook his head gently.

"You are a servant of God, why do you come here to participate in secular affairs?"

"Please go back, as a member of Athens, we will confirm the condition of His Majesty, and with his divine power, I think nothing will happen."

"But I was summoned here by my father, he wants to see me."

Taking a deep breath, Andrea reluctantly explained. However, in front of her, the count was still chattering.

"No, Your Highness. If His Majesty has no problem, he can come to the temple to see you at any time with his ability. If he is not feeling well - excuse me, I doubt the authenticity of the order you received."

"As far as I know, the difficulties Athens is facing now are either due to the will of the gods or to some guys who are good at strange tricks. It is they who have caused all our problems, and Your Majesty has been deceived by them."

"Now that Your Majesty has returned from injury, he is still on the way to deal with the troubles caused by those alchemists. Who knows -"

"Enough!"

Seven-ring divine art [Law·Shock]!

With a flash of divine light in her eyes, Andrea bit her lips and uttered a word that was not like a human language.

The next moment, without any abnormality, the count seemed to have suffered a severe blow in his spirit and collapsed to the ground immediately.

He is not so incompetent that he will be knocked down so easily. In fact, even if he directly received such a blow, his life state is still stable.

But the Count did not expect Andrea to attack him here - if this was a normal time, it would actually be as he thought.

But now, the sudden news made Andrea nervous. Just now, she seemed to remember her brief and exciting adventure.

It was not until she subconsciously knocked down the person in front of her that she realized what she had done.

"Your Highness, you——"

The scene was quiet for a while, and the people around seemed to be a little shocked. However, at this moment, Andrea felt even more annoyed.

She didn't know how to deal with what she had done. Fortunately, no one died... But she didn't want to waste any more time. Since she didn't know how to deal with it, she wouldn't deal with it!

"Get out of the way!"

With a low shout, Andrea spoke again, and then strode forward.

But to her surprise, until she entered the inner hall, no one blocked her way.