Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 462: Evil Will Not Perish

Amid the anxious eyes of the gods and the urgent and sincere prayers of the people.

Eros, holding storm and thunder, came like a cloud, accompanied by praises and holy light, to face his last opponent of this journey.

Mott, the embodiment of disaster, was covered in black and red tar with a pungent smell, polluting and destroying the surrounding environment.

The bones and tar were pieced together to form a shape that looked like an ox or a wild beast, emitting a silent roar.

One of the two men is holy and handsome, the other is evil and deformed. The difference between God and the devil is so obvious at this moment.

"Mott, why did you choose to show up at a time like this?"

Eros did not rush to take action, but kept his habit and tried to use talk therapy first.

It would be best if Mott himself admitted that it was Enki who had done something to him.

This way, he could naturally ask Astarte for compensation later. After all, this identity could be maintained for a long time.

However, Mort didn't seem to have any intention of talking to him. He just lowered his head with hostility and pointed his bone-like horns at Eros.

There was only malice in him, and he didn't look like anyone worth dealing with.

This abnormal state also made Eros aware of it, and he realized that there was definitely something wrong with Mott's condition.

So, this is a test from Enki?

Thunder gathered in Eros' hands. Although there might be the shadow of Enki behind him, he remained fearless.

Because as God-King, his authority is infinite.

The ocean is the home of the sea god, the underworld is the domain of the underworld god, and as the king of gods, everything in this world belongs to him.

In Canaan, Mot had no chance of winning, even if he was a local god of Canaan.

Foreign gods like Eros specialize in attacking local gods.

He raised his hand gently, and the wind came in response, and the rain came with the wind.

The rain soothed the land that had been drained dry by Mott, and grass sprouted again in the desert.

And with a wave of his hand, mountains rose up from under Mott's body, trapping him among the peaks and preventing him from polluting more land.

A single breath was like a winter frost, freezing all the black tar spreading on the ground.

Facing Mort who was already trapped in a cage, Eros raised his pursuer high, and the wind pressure fault formed by the storm was the most natural sword blade.

Without even looking, Eros wielded this naturally formed sword and chopped the monster trapped by the mountains into countless pieces.

But the cut parts did not feel like flesh was being cut, only tar and bones were torn apart.

After being torn and cut apart by wind pressure, the tar glued itself together again.

Eros summoned fire again, and the gloomy clouds in the sky were illuminated by brilliant red light, like a beautiful sunset.

A meteorite with a tail fell from the sky, carrying sulfur and fire given by God, to send the devil, whom God disliked, back to hell.

The meteorite fell to the ground, causing the entire earth to tremble, and the smoke from the explosion could even be smelled on the holy mountain.

But even so, after Eros waved his hand to blow away the smoke, the charred bones in the crater after the explosion were still secreting tar.

This monster is still resurrecting, as if it really has immortality.

Even if it was an immortal god, after being repeatedly destroyed by Eros, it would have been shattered and would take a long time to recover.

Sensing something was wrong, Eros temporarily stopped what he was doing and turned to contact his built-in brain.

"Metis, please help me take a look, why is this guy not dead yet?" The authority of the King of Gods allows Eros to discern everything in the past, present and future of the Canaan world.

However, this job was a huge burden, so Eros naturally handed it all over to Metis without any psychological pressure.

She was born to do this, and at this moment she can quickly help Eros find the reason for Mort's immortality from the source code of the world.

"Let me see, the god of the underworld, Mort, is dead."

Metis, who was helping Eros to find out the reason, suddenly fell silent, and then spoke suddenly after a moment.

"Damn it! Someone turned this guy into this. His power is no less than Zeus's!"

It is clear that every time the world gives feedback, Mort's divinity has been shattered by Eros.

But another force can directly tamper with this result and continue to spread throughout the foundation of the entire Canaan world.

It's like a Trojan program has sneaked into a code that can run normally, and is tampering with the original operating logic and rules.

The only one who possesses this power and authority is.
"Be careful! Eros! This guy's divinity is rising like crazy!"

Metis quickly reminded him, and Mott, who had just been reorganizing his body in the crater, now regained his complete body.

Moreover, its aura is even more powerful, with a strong smell of evil, making it even more disgusting.

While Eros was searching for the reason for his immortality, Mort had already opened his huge mouth like an abyss swamp and swallowed Eros.

I really don't understand why these aliens like to use swallowing as a means of attack?

Don’t they know that trouble comes from the mouth?

At this moment, Metis transmitted the future she saw into Eros' mind.

He would be swallowed by Mott, and then affected by the power in Mott's body. He would eventually fight with Mott for seven years before defeating it.

But this future is merely deduced from the current situation.

Eros' whole body shook, and he burst out with even stronger strength than before, and raised his hand to strike out with an empty palm.

At this moment, the air also obeyed his will, exploding with a loud bang, pushing the flying beast to fly backwards and crash into the mountain ridge.

The future that Metis originally saw changed again. Countless possibilities were born quickly, and then passed away in every minute and every second.

Mott, who was knocked away, quickly reorganized his scattered body, and his aura became stronger.

Will you become stronger every time you die?

But there should be a limit to this, it is impossible to grow endlessly.

Eros looked at Mott in front of him solemnly, feeling its breath, which rose to a critical point and then stagnated.

And this critical point is quite subtle.

It was just about the same intensity as the new power that Eros had just unleashed, neither exceeding nor inferior.

Now, Metis was tracing the source of this power, and Astarte also sensed something was wrong, biting her fingers and muttering.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong. It's so simple and crude. It doesn't seem like Enki's work, does it?"

"If you are the most powerful good in the world, then this is the most powerful evil that is equal to you."

While Astarte was confused, Shapash, who was standing next to her, suddenly spoke.

(End of this chapter)