Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 729 - 260 Testing and Beginning

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At the border between Tartarus and the Underworld, a subtle fluctuation slightly spread.

Bounding laws enveloped the area, ejecting a dark shadow from the void.

In an instant, a slight tremor spread throughout the Underworld, and the master of the Fields of Truth seemed to notice the change here.

But when Hades looked down, all he saw was the somewhat agitated edge of the Abyss.

It seemed spontaneous, yet possibly manipulated; Hades couldn’t make a judgment.

Yet thinking of the recent disturbances, he inevitably connected the two events.

"Underworld."

"Truly a season of many troubles..."

The voice was as deep as ever, ’a season of many troubles,’ had implied meanings as well as its literal interpretation.

Because it was indeed autumn in the Mortal Realm, and troubles had never been scarce for him. So at Hades’s side, Persephone was fiddling with the pomegranate she had planted, rather than staying atop Mount Olympus.

A few mint plants grew stubbornly next to the pomegranate, but the Queen of the Underworld clearly did not even glance at them.

Apart from the two people present, perhaps no one remembered that peremptory Naiad anymore. And even up to this day, Persephone found that person named Minta quite annoying.

Just like... God-King Zeus. Merely existing made her feel nauseated.

"What’s the matter, worrying about the disturbances in the World Power again?"

"I think you’re overthinking, this kind of thing is for the God-King to worry about."

Trimming the excess branches, Persephone nodded in satisfaction.

Growing more plants in the Underworld had always been one of her hobbies.

There truly were few mortal matters that Hades deemed significant nowadays. Yet this war was definitely not one of them.

"Let them fight, fight until rivers run red with blood."

"But as long as you can’t surpass Zeus, what good does winning do you?"

With Persephone around, Hades was somewhat informed about some earthly matters. For instance, for some unknown reason, he heard that Zeus seemed to have taken a liking to a prince named Ganymedes recently.

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At the border between Tartarus and the Underworld, a subtle fluctuation slightly spread.

Bounding laws enveloped the area, ejecting a dark shadow from the void.

In an instant, a slight tremor spread throughout the Underworld, and the master of the Fields of Truth seemed to notice the change here.

But when Hades looked down, all he saw was the somewhat agitated edge of the Abyss.

It seemed spontaneous, yet possibly manipulated; Hades couldn’t make a judgment.

But recalling the recent disturbances, he inevitably connected the two.

"Underworld."

"Truly a season of many troubles..."

The voice was as deep as ever, ’a season of many troubles,’ carrying implied meanings and its literal meaning.

Because it was indeed autumn in the Mortal Realm, and troubles had never been scarce for him. So at Hades’s side, Persephone was fiddling with the pomegranate she had planted, not staying atop Mount Olympus.

A few mint plants stubbornly grew next to the pomegranate, but the Queen of the Underworld clearly did not spare them even a glance.

Apart from the two parties present, perhaps no one remembered that outspoken Naiad anymore. And even up to today, Persephone found that person named Minta quite annoying.@@@@