Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 451 Destroying the Mountain
That day, the night was dark.

The moon slid across the sky, with two silhouettes hanging above the year disk.

It is already winter on earth, but the sacred mountain is still full of spring.

As the mountain formed by the body of the ancient mountain god Urya, Olympus is actually both a dead object and can be considered as another kind of "living thing".

So it can repair itself after being damaged, and can also expand the length of its branches when there is surplus strength.

In this case, the positions of different temples shifted slightly, and the Temple of the Sun is the most obvious example.

When its owner betrayed the gods, the new sun god only used this place as a tool to park cars. This palace without its gods slowly moved away from the main peak in the spontaneous movement of the mountains.

It is located closer to the south of the entire Olympus Mountains, standing at the highest place in this area, receiving the recurring scorching sun.

laugh……

The interior of the temple has changed drastically compared to what it was a few dozen days ago.

Three balls of light whose insides could not be seen were suspended in the air, surrounding the four directions like three pillars.

At their center, a huge furnace burned silently.

Around the furnace, dozens of beings that looked like humans but were lifeless were continuously throwing things into it for forging.

As for Hephaestus, he was sitting on a suspended golden chair, looking at the flickering ball of light in the sky.

This is the fragment of the sun. Without it, the world would have lost its sunshine long ago because of the fall of Helios.

Even though it was just a fragment, the authority it represented was no weaker than Hephaestus's ministry as the god of volcanoes and lava.

If the sun god is a natural aristocrat, Hephaestus is like Zephyrus, the god of the west wind, whose priesthood is not naturally powerful.

If it weren't for his talent as a craftsman, he probably wouldn't have been invited back to Olympus by Zeus, or even ascended to the position of the main god with the help of faith.

"…Unfortunately, I can't contain it at all, and Apollo is only controlling it with the help of a divine weapon."

"Before, I thought it was just that the Divine King didn't allow it, but I didn't expect it to be like this..."

Turning the chair, Hephaestus circled around the ball of light that symbolized the 'midday sun'.

Faintly, he could feel a spirit of madness and confusion emanating from within him, which made him stop thinking about getting closer.

"The source of the sun, the core of the priesthood... What kind of power can shatter the authority of the gods?"

"Is it the legendary God King of the previous generation? Or, was it actually done by Zeus?"

Looking at the ball of light in front of him, Hephaestus couldn't help but laugh at the arrogance of the mortal in the furnace.

The ancient sun god, the Titan who once dominated half of the starry sky for thousands of years, but his end is so miserable now.

Even the divine authority bestowed upon him in this world was shattered by unknown means and turned into stars scattered across the earth.

In this world, who dares to say that he is invincible, and who can always be victorious?
Three epochs have passed, and there has never been anything like this in the world.

Those who were weak survived, but those who relied on their own strength eventually died.

"Hehe, what does this have to do with me?"

"It's almost midnight. Today is the forty-ninth day."

"It won't be long before his body is completely integrated with the power of the Styx, thus reaching the peak of his power. However, this moment is the most powerful he has ever been in his life, but also the weakest moment, because his soul will be exposed."

"Nothing I did hurt him, but made him better, so the power of Styx did not stop the process."

"But the moment his body merges with this power, that's when I'll take out his soul."

“Without the soul, no matter how powerful and immortal the body is, it is just a dead object. It will only become the nutrient for the new artifact and will no longer be able to stop me from refining it…”

Turning his attention away from the ball of light, Hephaestus silently waited for midnight to arrive.

The forging of a divine weapon is not that fast, and separating the body and soul is only the first step, although it is the most critical step.

Legend has it that seven is a sacred spiritual number, and the reason why he chose to complete this step on the forty-ninth day when the moon was full was somewhat similar.

"Well, time to place the final ingredients."

Time passed silently, and at a certain moment, Hephaestus opened his hands and threw the divine blood into the furnace.

The fire was blazing, but there was no life inside.

This mortal occasionally exchanged a few words with him at the beginning, but recently, perhaps because he knew that his death was approaching, he stopped talking.

But it didn't matter whether he spoke or not. Hephaestus covered the furnace and was tense.

You only have one chance to meet me.

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laugh……

The flames burned in the furnace, above Achilles' head, and the divine blood dripping into the furnace turned into mist in an instant.

His eyes flickered slightly, and the aura of divine blood was so clear.

Without any need to judge, Achilles recognized its owner.

Ares, there will be no one else.

His divine blood began to surround the young hero, contributing to the final transformation.

"call--"

Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and Achilles let out a long breath.

As time went by, an unprecedented sense of power began to spread through his body.

Although he had no divine power, a powerful force similar to that of the giants began to brew and spread in the muscles and blood vessels of the young hero.

This is not an orthodox ability, and it cannot fight against truly powerful gods.

But this unprecedented sense of power made Achilles' heart even more excited, and he even wanted to rush out and kill everyone right now.

"No, wait a little longer, I haven't reached my limit yet."

"It will be soon, don't worry...you will be able to become one soon."

Trying hard to suppress his thoughts, Achilles placed both hands on the stone box in front of him.

The stone box trembled slightly, and the things inside seemed to want to break free and merge with the light ball outside.

But Achilles would not let a sword control his actions. A weapon is a weapon and it will always be in the hands of its user.

wow——

laugh……

The flames continued to burn, and the last bit of cold current that was wrapped around Achilles gradually retracted into his body to block it.

However, at this moment, the young hero could no longer feel the burning flames around him.

These forces can no longer affect him. This is the true indestructible body.

His spirit tensed, Achilles secretly waited for the final transformation to be completed.

After a while, it was time for him to leave the furnace.

……

Time passed by bit by bit. In the Temple of the Sun, Hephaestus stared at the furnace in front of him. The flames burned more and more fiercely, and the three-colored divine fire seemed to know that the most critical moment had come.

At a certain moment, when the silver chariot reached the middle of the road, the God of Craftsman suddenly sat up straight and reached out to the furnace.

The physical arm began to transform into a state where it could touch the soul, and the divine body began to change its nature under the will of its master.

However, at this moment, Hephaestus's face suddenly changed. He subconsciously pulled his hand back and pulled a puppet to block himself.

boom……

boom--

boom--!
Three consecutive shocks occurred at the same moment, and then a golden light rose from the furnace and instantly tore through the barrier of flames.

It was like a scorching sun rising in front of you, so bright that you couldn't open your eyes.

When Hephaestus came to his senses, the puppet in front of him had turned to ashes, and the mortal who should have been in the furnace was standing in front of him.

"How could you... not this sword!"

His eyes flickered, as if Hephaestus had seen something incredible.

A golden and red divine sword was held in his hand, and the scabbard made of purple-green crystal was scattered on the ground.

A boundless aura flowed through the divine sword. At this moment, it was as if a real sun god was standing in front of him.

"you--"

歘——

Without waiting for the God of Craftsman to speak, Achilles took a step forward.

The tip of the sword pointed back, and the hilt struck Hephaestus hard in the chest.

In just a moment, the originally suspended golden chair shattered, and the small body fell to the ground of the Temple of the Sun.

Hephaestus was not without defense, but his efforts were undoubtedly in vain in the face of a true high-level artifact.

And unlike other artifacts, perhaps because it incorporates the most core authority of the ancient sun god, although it has a strong curse, Levatin also has features that other artifacts cannot achieve.

That is, in certain circumstances, such as when a part of one's past is within reach, even if the person holding it does not have divine power, they can still unleash its full power.

Tread...  

"I hate it when someone talks to me in heaven, especially when that person is a god."

Reaching out his hand to clear away the smoke, Achilles slowly stepped forward.

However, looking at Hephaestus falling to the ground, he was a little surprised for a moment.

"So you're a cripple. I thought you were too disdainful to stand on the same land with me... Oh, please forgive my presumption. After all, there's nothing wrong with me imagining the gods in this way."

"Where did you get this sword?"

Ignoring Achilles' rudeness, Hephaestus stood up with difficulty.

To him, the touch of Achilles with the hilt of the sword itself was not so terrible, but at the moment of contact with the sword, he seemed to feel the burning of the solar body.

Few gods can ignore this kind of damage, even if he is the god who controls volcanoes and lava.

"That is none of your business, Mr. Craftsman."

"In fact, I was going to use you to test this sword that could bring dusk, but you helped me after all, and you were the first person to witness my rebirth."

"So I'll let you go today, but if you dare to stand in front of me again, I will never show mercy next time."

Achilles was never a good-tempered person. Even in the original myth, he once dragged the corpse of his enemy behind his galloping horse in anger and treated the enemy's remains cruelly.

However, Chiron's teachings worked, so the young hero glanced across the palace and then looked towards the sacred mountain which was becoming somewhat lively.

Just as he left the furnace, a beam of light connecting the sky shot straight into the starry sky, and the divine sword that was exposed to the sun seemed to echo the stars in the sky.

However, the barrier covering the ecliptic was as solid as a mountain. It failed to attract the sun in the starry sky, but only made the quiet sacred mountain boil.

"Mortal, do you know what you are doing?"

He casually restored the collapsed chair to its original state, but Hephaestus discovered that the runes inside the golden chair had been turned to ashes under the burning sun.

The God of Craftsmanship had no choice but to put it aside and look at the hero who was about to leave.

"This is Olympus, the God King is still here."

"I don't know how Ares caught you with this sword, but if you run away now, you may still have a chance."

"But if you anger the God King, you will surely die."

"Give me this sword, or tell me who forged it, and I can help you leave. This is your only way to survive."

"only?"

A smile curved his lips, but Achilles just shook his head.

"The God King is the ruler of the world. He rules over all living things on Mount Olympus... I'm tired of hearing this."

"But in my opinion, he has no ability. Even the Sea King he appointed to rule the sea is unable to command the ocean."

"Craftsman, since you know how to forge iron, then just do it properly instead of interfering with the warriors' war."

"Since the God King is not eternal but can be replaced...then the throne is passed on in turns, why can't it be my turn?"

The King of Gods cannot fight against fate, which shows that if one wants to defeat fate, one cannot be weaker than the King of Gods.

So the young hero stopped talking to the god of craftsmanship and began to sense the location of Ares.

Since the other party once swore that only one of them could survive, I would fulfill his wish.

Let's just cut off his head and see the immortality of the god.

"Well... found it."

Following the sensation of the breath, Achilles tilted his head slightly.

Ares and the goddess of beauty were both there, so he didn't have to spend any more effort.

Holding the holy sword Revatin, the next moment, three balls of light rushed here in no particular order.

However, for some unknown reason, Achilles turned the sword and only took the one that symbolized "dusk".

"Come on, don't rush."

"Let me see your true strength first."

"If you are nothing more than this, then you should just stay in the box."

He held the divine sword to the side and was equally rude to his own weapon.

Achilles took a step forward and aimed at the mountain that was glowing in the distance.

The first step to overthrow Mount Olympus is naturally not to defeat the King of Gods.

Before facing the final enemy, start by destroying the mountain where the Temple of the God of War is located.

(End of this chapter)