Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 457 - 124 All

Openly defying the Divine King was not without precedent, but those who had done so were either special deities like the Heavenly Empress or the Sea Emperor, or they had already suffered terrible punishments. Hermes did not intend to get involved in this, and when his voice fell, Olympus once again fell silent.

In silence, the clouds once again gathered. The Divine King was still smiling, but his smile now had a trace of coldness.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"An unfamiliar deity... Hermes, this is quite rare."

"Your Majesty, perhaps he was newly born, unaware of your power, similar to what the Goddess of Beauty once was—this is entirely understandable," he replied politely, while blinking in the direction of Aphrodite. The embodiment of love and beauty had intimate relationships with many of the gods of Mount Olympus, and Hermes was no exception.

"You are right, my child, I should always be extra tolerant of the offenses of the ignorant," the Divine King nodded slightly, acknowledging this rationale. However, to confirm this, he looked again at his messenger.

In front of Hermes, Laine’s apparition had been conjured. This was an entity he had never seen before, perhaps indeed a newly born deity.

"Does anyone recognize him?" asked the Divine King, to which the gods all shook their heads. Seeing this, Zeus narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:

"Since no one knows him, then perhaps it is as Hermes has said—so let’s wait here for him. If he has come to witness my power, then I will grant him this opportunity. As the King of All Gods, it is only proper to show such magnanimity."

The longer one lives, the more often strange beings come to challenge him, and it was not uncommon for mortals and deities alike. Thus, after a brief surge of anger, Zeus instead relaxed his mood, seeing this as an amusement and an opportunity to demonstrate his power once again.

Engrossed in his thoughts, Zeus did not notice the brief look of astonishment that flashed in Athena’s eyes upon seeing the image of that unfamiliar god.

The goddess recognized his presence—he was the one who had once entrusted her with a Divine Artifact. What truly surprised her, though, was not just this fact.

For just now, the apparition that Hermes had projected seemed to nod at her.

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In the Underworld, within the Narcissus Plains.

Walking on the grey land, Laine casually observed his surroundings.

Previously, he had examined the vicinity in turn. Unlike the real Underworld, this version in the Tapestry of Fate had neither the comings and goings of wraiths nor any trace of the Primordial Deities.

Places like the Abyss and the Land of Eternal Night certainly existed, but they were merely that—existent. Yet, within them, Laine felt no semblance of consciousness.

Just as he had thought before, this world had no trace of a second Great Divine Power. Whether this was because the scant Creation Force was insufficient for this task, or simply because it was never done, was unknown.

"Strange deity, why have you come?"

Speaking cautiously, Hades could not simply ignore the presence at his doorstep, regardless of everything.

"I have come for destruction."

With sincere tone, Laine replied.

"Destruction... Has some mortal provoked you, and you wish to bestow upon him eternal punishment?"

With eyebrows relaxing, Hades inquired.

If that were the case, then it was not a matter of great concern. He had been wondering why this deity had come directly to the Fields of Truth.

The Olympian gods had similar wants in the past but never informed him about them; they would simply take away or do something, never regarding him with any importance.

"If that were the case, then I agree."

"No, you misunderstand."

Shaking his head slightly, Laine looked at Hades.

"I am referring to everything."

"Every soul? That’s probably not such a good idea,"

With a tone carrying a trace of astonishment, this time, Hades couldn’t help but sound dismissive.

It was not that no god ever came here to claim the souls of some mortals, but to ask for all was a bit too extreme.

"Of course not every soul."

With a smile, Laine slowly corrected:

"By everything... I mean this entire world."