HPDBC Chapter 808: 300: The Strong Deserve Respect - Part 2
Chapter 808: 300: The Strong Deserve Respect - Part 2
Chapter 808: Chapter 300: The Strong Deserve Respect – Part 2
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No one could influence it unless Prometheus retrieved it himself or its true master allowed it.
Otherwise, even though Apollo was the Principal God of Olympus, he had no way to handle it, much less borrow its power.
Therefore, in helplessness, Apollo had to give up recovering his dignity, watching the demon wander in the Northern Lands, leaving behind only an ambiguous prophecy.
The one to slay the Nomas Lion would surely be a force from humans.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t kill this demon, but the God of Sun foresaw the future; this was a test left for the mortal hero.
...
For the moment, the troubles Apollo encountered were resolved.
Of course, from the final result, it seemed his ‘prophecy’ was indeed fulfilled.
Heracles killed the giant lion as a human, and perhaps later mortals might thus believe that the God of Sun also possessed the ability to foresee destiny.
However, although the Nomas Lion was now slain, Apollo faced yet another hero with an undying body.
Behind every undying one lay certain powerful forces at work, forces even deities found hard to defy.
He knew the flaw of the former well, but what was the latter’s vulnerability?
“Hmm?”
“Ares, so it was you... you finally came.”
Watching Achilles still fighting among the mortal army formations, yet faintly charging towards him, Apollo first frowned and then his expression relaxed.
As a deity, avoiding a mortal’s challenge was not considered honorable, but if he couldn’t break the undying body, Apollo indeed had no way to handle him.
Thankfully, since Ares had arrived, he was no longer needed here.
“You must have heard too, ‘War God Achilles,’ this mortal calls himself by that infamous name... Since you are here now, leave it to you to handle.”
“Being the genuine War God, you shouldn’t be unable to deal with even him, right?”
Speaking indifferently, Apollo put away the silver bow in his hand.
“Hmph, Apollo, I don’t need you to remind me of my own matters.”
With an unfriendly expression, Ares descended from nearby atop his bronze chariot.
Strictly speaking, Ares and Apollo had no grievances, but the War God couldn’t tolerate Aphrodite’s sometimes admiring glances toward Apollo, yet he couldn’t bear to reprimand the Goddess of Beauty.
As for Apollo... if Ares openly rebuked Aphrodite, he actually wouldn’t defend the Goddess of Beauty, but if Ares merely misdirected his anger, Apollo wouldn’t tolerate it either.
Thus, over time, the relationship between the two had soured.
Although it hadn’t escalated into major conflicts, verbal disputes were never few.
“Very well, Achilles is it, I’ll remember you; not even Athens’ Theseus is as arrogant as you.”
“Since you want to be a War God, let me send you to the abyss to achieve it then!”
Smirking with disdain, Achilles replied casually.
“The deities were born immortal, how could you possibly compare to them?”
Observing the spear-wielding brute stop, Odysseus felt relieved.
He wasn’t as strong martial-wise, yet since the foe wasn’t an Athenian, perhaps he could persuade him with words.
“Achilles, I’ve heard the Celestial God and Mother Earth were born with the world; without them, there wouldn’t be the world today. Then the Titans Deities perfected all things and All Spirits; with them came mountains, rivers and seas, the Sun, Moon, and Stars.”
“Such creation, how could you compare to it? No matter the strength you possess, how can you match the deities?”
Odysseus’s words were known truths; even Ares, who was rushing over from afar, softened upon hearing them.
Although not directed at himself, as a member of the Deity Race, how could they be compared by mere mortals?
Yet hearing this, Achilles was all the more disdainful.
“Oh, is this your so-called reasoning?”
“Then let me ask you— according to your reasoning, what should be the crime for theft?”
“Naturally, the crime should depend on the value of the stolen item and the identity of the person from whom it was stolen.”
Odysseus replied.
“Is that so... but as I see it, perhaps not.”
Spinning his spear, Achilles laughed loudly.
“I’ve heard that mortals who steal aristocrat’s swords and horses are executed under national law, yet a deity who stole the throne of the Divine Court could become a sovereign King ruling the world; this is the logic of strength over rules.”
“I believe that positions in this world are not fixed, nor is the destiny of all things bound by norms; they’re just waiting for the competent to seize them, and I am that competent one!”
“Come— Ares, I know you’ve arrived, aren’t you the famed War God?”
“Let’s fight here, between you and I; if you win, so be it. If you cannot, then the seat of War God, why not let me have it?”
His voice shook the heavens, causing the clouds to scatter in waves.
Even with all his reasoning, Odysseus couldn’t argue with such a madman.
But now, it wasn’t up to him to resolve this; as Achilles’s ominous words fell, Odysseus heard a furious roar.
“Arrogant mortal— I must kill you!”
Hair bristling with rage, Ares was now livid beyond measure.
If such a madman were left alive, how could he still have the face to sit in Olympus’s Golden Palace?
“Kill!”
Leaping forth from his bronze chariot, Ares brandished his sword.
“You must die, and not just you, but all your kinsfolk, everyone related to you!”
“In the name of the War God, I swear, between the two of us, only one shall remain!”
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