Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 458 'Ansan Conference'

On Mount Olympus, the lights went out and everything returned to peace.

Looking at Zeus and the other gods who were "late", Erebus smiled and pointed out the thoughts of the King of Gods.

Achilles cannot represent the spirit world, even if he holds the sword of Levatin.

But regardless of whether he can actually represent it or not, it cannot be said that there is no connection between the two.

Moreover, since Zeus declared in the Golden Palace that he could not take action because he did not want to conflict with the original gods, in other words, if he was willing to take action himself, would it be equivalent to taking on the conflict?
Under normal circumstances, this may not be the case, because this is entirely Zeus's personal opinion and others will not really agree with it.

But when Erebus arrived with the other two gods, he could no longer say that he was unaware of Zeus' previous attitude.

After all, Zeferos had invited them for this very reason... Then, as the Lord of Darkness who brought them to the sacred mountain, he must be well aware of the development of the matter.

"Hahahahahaha… Your Highness, your words are really too serious."

"Your Highness has made a promise worth a thousand gold. Naturally, there is no reason for me not to believe it. There is really no such thing as worrying or not worrying."

"This time, the God of West Wind went to the starry sky, saying that he was going to ask for reinforcements, but in fact, he just wanted to get in touch with a few ancient gods."

"I didn't expect that in the end, not only the God of Skylight and the Goddess of Daylight were invited, but even you were invited as well."

Zeus came forward with a loud laugh, his attitude was very enthusiastic, and his words were even warmer.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but anyone who paid attention could hear that he and the man in black seemed to have made an agreement long ago.

At this moment, with the King of Gods' obvious attitude, even though few people in Olympus had seen this most ancient God of Creation, the identity of the visitor still became clear.

Excluding the Lord of the Spirit World and Nyx as a woman.

He was able to make Aether, the god of sky light, and Hemera, the goddess of daylight, follow him obediently, and even make Zeus treat them as equals.

The power just revealed could easily knock Achilles to the ground.

The power of the Styx had almost no effect on him, and the divine power of the Sun could not even break through the tiny black circle he drew.

With all these manifestations, there is only one option for the identity of the visitor.

He is the master of the lightless realm, the nominal creator of the gods of the underworld, and one of the original five gods, Erebus who controls [darkness].

"……I see……"

Some people secretly marveled that when things developed to this point, many things suddenly became "clear".

So that's how it is. Now, many incomprehensible things recently make sense.

The King of Gods had actually reached an alliance with the Primordial God long before anyone noticed, and now, the other party had clearly come to the sacred mountain.

However, the question is, in this world, in heaven and on earth, is there anything that is worthy of the great divine power of the King of Gods to form an alliance with humans, or even to deliberately watch the mortals make a big fuss on the sacred mountain without punishing them, but instead wait for others to solve this trouble?
Of course there is only one answer, the opponent of the King of Gods is related to another primordial god.

At this moment, no matter the gods who had "figured it out" or not, they were all shocked by the appearance of the Lord of Darkness.

He may not be the first primordial god to come to Mount Olympus, but there is indeed no precedent for him coming as an 'ally'.

"Haha... No matter what, Your Highness has eliminated that rebellious mortal from Olympus, allowing the land of the gods to have peace."

“Now that the Star Gods have been invited here, it can be considered as fulfilling my good intention.”

Taking the gods' reactions into consideration, and realizing that Erebus had no intention of explaining, Zeus felt relieved and happy.

It seemed that he was overthinking it. The other party had no intention of provoking him to be the vanguard to confront the spirit world.

After all, he is not Gaia... I think the Lord of Darkness would not think he is so easy to fool.

"Since all the gods have gathered today, and distinguished guests have come to visit the Golden Palace, I think fate has made some arrangements."

"Why not use this as an excuse to hold a banquet to thank all the gods who helped. This will also be my way of thanking you for your help on behalf of Ares."

Zeus suggested, then looked towards the dilapidated mountains beyond the main peak of Olympus.

Now he didn't need to say anything, the gods all understood what he meant.

Apollo was the first to come out. He flew up into the sky, retrieved the divine chariot that had fallen into the rubble, and then pulled the last wheel of the 'midday sun' to cruise in the sky.

Zephyrus led the three wind gods to blow away the dust on the sacred mountain, returning Olympus to its original peace.

The goddess of youth raised the divine cup, and the light green liquid rejuvenated the creatures on the sacred mountain; the goddess of life raised it casually, and the mountains and rivers poisoned by the power of the sun immediately regained their vitality.

One by one the gods took action, and the pavilions and towers gradually returned to their original state. The whole of Olympus seemed to have become no different from before.

Looking at this scene, although Erebus felt no emotion in his heart, he finally nodded slightly.

Since Zeus wants this conference, I will give it to him.

With this grand event, both he and the gods of Olympus will be more resolute in their hearts than ever before.

This was exactly what he wanted, and the Lord of Darkness could not think of a reason to refuse.

So he also raised his hand slightly and smoothed out the afterglow of the sun's power that was escaping near the sacred mountain.

"Since the King of Gods has invited me, I won't refuse."

"I've lived away from the world for a long time...it's okay to join in the fun."

Erebus agreed, and Zeus was naturally delighted.

The gate of the Golden Palace was then opened, and one by one the nymphs who were good at dancing were invited into the palace.

Melodious music began to hover over the sacred mountain, and fine wine and delicious food were delivered to the top of the mountain free of charge.

Achilles' turmoil was over, but what happened today was destined to spread to heaven and earth in a very short time after this banquet.

The war on earth is just the beginning. Humans are brave in their fights because they have gods behind them.

The battle between the gods naturally requires a bigger backer.

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brush--

It takes nine days and nine nights to reach the earth from the sky; and similarly, it takes nine days and nine nights to reach the abyss from the earth.

Achilles' fall from the top of the sacred mountain was uninterrupted after being knocked down by a palm.

The earth seemed to be non-existent, and when his body hit the ground, it continued to fall without stopping. Unknown to him, the God King in the Ninth Heaven was still watching his end.

Although Erebus seemed to have no intention of letting this mortal go, Zeus never wanted "as if".

He only wants absoluteness, as long as the result is within his control.

Therefore, Zeus would not feel at ease until he saw his final whereabouts.

So, carrying the attention of the God-King, the mortal who attempted to swing the sword at the God-King continued to fall into the abyss.

Passing through the complex world below, passing by an increasingly large underground kingdom, he continued to fall, until one moment, as if he had passed through another boundary, he arrived in the underworld.

Perhaps because of the power of the primordial god, Achilles did not appear at the portal to the underworld, but appeared directly in the sky there.

It flashed past the lavender Mingyue, and the eyes that were looking at him couldn't help but move slightly.

However, until the end, no change occurred.

It was as if he didn't notice, and as if he didn't care.

The purple moon hanging in the sky of the underworld exudes a strange power, resurrecting countless dead people.

Achilles was a shadow in the moonlight, but he fell just as fast as before.

"It doesn't matter... or is it true that this sword has nothing to do with the will of the spirit world itself..."

The voice was a little hesitant, but he didn't do anything extra.

He just watched the figure continue to fall until it landed in the rushing River Styx.

boom--

wow...

There was a loud bang, followed by countless waves, and the Styx surrounding the entire underworld seemed to be slightly shaken.

In this shock, Achilles, who had lost his strength, seemed to be about to wake up in severe pain.

However, at this moment, a wave hit, causing the hero who was hovering between life and death to fall into coma again.

wow...

Wow…

The water of the Styx kept rushing, and the gaze from above the nine heavens never moved away.

After an unknown amount of time, the owner of the Styx finally seemed to realize the uninvited guest.

The river water surged slightly, and a god with a cold temperament emerged from it.

Styx, the eldest daughter of Oceanus, was separated from them early.

As the head of the Styx, she also holds some of the power of the underworld.

Hades was not taken seriously by her, and Zeus, who once swore to be the 'keeper of the oath', was never really treated differently by her.

Even Zeus, who was now toasting to the Lord of Darkness, wanted to know what she would do when she saw the fallen Achilles.
"Achilles..."

The ethereal and distant sound echoed along the river bank, with the sound of waves acting as an accompaniment.

Styx stared at the hero tumbling in the river, his expression unreadable in the shadows.

No one knew what she was thinking, but somehow Zeus relied on his instincts about women as a guarantee.

He felt that the goddess seemed somewhat happy to see Achilles end up in such a state, even losing the power of the Styx.

While she was happy, she also felt a little regretful.

Intuition cannot be used as evidence, and Zeus doesn't understand why.

However, just as he was feeling puzzled, the water of the River Styx began to surge again.

Styx's figure disappeared in the waves, as if he had never been there.

As for Achilles... he was moving forward amid the surging waves, floating towards an indescribable place.

"Tartarus..."

With a puzzled look on his face, the God King could not understand Styx's behavior.

But what he could be sure of was that if this human fell into the abyss, no matter what the outcome was, it would probably have nothing to do with the present world.

It's not like he hasn't been to the abyss before, and even he was frightened by the strange changes there.

Whether this human being will be used by the existence inside or directly wiped out depends on his own luck.

In this way, Erebus can be considered to have "killed" him.

Killing the human holding the spiritual artifact, this behavior is not inferior to the action he planned to take against Silvermoon City.

As I was thinking in my heart, time passed by every second.

At a certain moment, amid the surge of the water of the Styx, the pale and quiet figure that seemed as dead finally fell into the huge mouth of the abyss.

It was not until he saw this scene that Zeus's last worries were completely put to rest.

Once you enter the belly of Tartarus, don't even think about getting out.

"This way, the matter is perfectly concluded."

With a barely perceptible nod, Zeus raised his glass once again in the Golden Palace.

The Dark Lord's cooperation surprised him, but since the other party had no intention of doing anything weird, he naturally had to apologize for today's test.

He had nothing substantial to give, after all, the other party would probably not value what he had.

So after much thought, Zeus had no choice but to express his attitude in other aspects.

(End of this chapter)