Chapter 797: A Legend in the Making. 2
“He broke… He broke The Master Bolt! Is he insane?” Amon widened his eyes. For a God to break his own Symbol of Power was pure insanity.
“This war is escalating too quickly. We need to do something,” Tartarus spoke up.
“I will talk to Gaia. If this continues, our Pantheon will become very weak. Forget our objectives; our survival comes first,” Tartarus said. It was not the time to follow foolish plans. If things continued like this, Olympus would shatter into pieces, an occurrence that other Pantheons would surely take advantage of.
“I agree,” Erebus added.
“Are you going against the plan!?” Amon growled.
“You would do the same if this were happening to your Pantheon, Amon!” Erebus narrowed his eyes.
“What good is our plan if all that’s left of it is an empty Pantheon? I won’t sit and watch the destruction of my Pantheon.”
Originally, it wasn’t supposed to be like this. Zeus and Kronos were supposed to eliminate Persephone, and Zeus would appoint a new Ruler to Balance the civil war, and he would control both sides along with Gaia and Tartarus. That way, other Pantheons wouldn’t interfere, giving them time to rebuild everything.
‘I should have ignored that man’s Wives and targeted Nyx directly. I was arrogant, and now he’s causing chaos that can disrupt all our plans,’ Erebus thought as he turned and disappeared with Tartarus.
As the two Primordial Gods left, another figure took their place as a tall man with gray skin and white hair appeared.
“Seth…”
“Amon, you said you had something interesting for me.”
“Yes… I do,” Amon said, pointing at the screen.
“… Oh?” A smile appeared on the man’s face.
“Are you interested?”
“Yes, indeed.”
…
Victor narrowed his eyes when he saw Zeus’s explosion, and with a hand gesture, he used The Sea of Blood to protect his Wives.
“Retreat,” he ordered.
And none of the girls or the summons disobeyed his orders.
[Roxanne, help me with this.]
[Leave it to me.]
Victor’s Energy output reached its peak, and everyone on the battlefield widened their eyes, feeling the immense Power the man possessed. Victor’s Dragon Heart was working at full capacity to meet his needs. He split the work with Roxanne; while he took care of everyone on the battlefield with his Sea of Blood, Roxanne strengthened everything and everyone to avoid being evaporated by Zeus’s expanding Domain.
Thanks to their combined effort, the battlefield was split in half.
On one side were The Gods of Olympus, who, thanks to the territory Zeus brought to The Underworld, were slowly recovering from Victor’s attacks. On Zeus and Kronos’ side, it didn’t seem like they were in The Underworld but somewhere in Olympus.
Meanwhile, on Victor’s side, the atmosphere was darker, more oppressive, and Demonic as the dead looked at the living with nefarious intent.
It was a poetic image that portrayed the two sides of The Balance: Light and Darkness, Good and Evil, Negativity and Positivity.
The Greek Underworld was divided into two, and these two sides were staring at each other with hostile eyes.
“How many casualties have we suffered?” Kronos ordered.
Atlas, with one arm missing and his body heavily injured, spoke, “More than 70% of our forces were killed. All that’s left are the Elites, and they’re injured too.”
Proof of that was Atlas himself, who was badly hurt.
A similar report arrived for Zeus, but his side suffered more severe damages; in terms of quality, Kronos’ side was much better than Zeus’. More than 90% of Zeus’s forces were dead, with only the Elites remaining, and they were injured as well.
Neither of the two God Kings expected to lose so many people in such a short time.
Even Helios and Ares were weakened.
The absence of a God of Healing and Medicine proved fatal now. Only those Gods could help alleviate the symptoms of the currently injured Gods, but all of them had betrayed Olympus and fled with Aphrodite.
Ares’ decision proved to be correct; it hurt to destroy his Master Bolt, but it was either that or losing everything.
The expressions of all the Gods, Titans, and others did not change at this moment.
Fear… A primordial fear enveloped everyone; even Zeus and Kronos, who were arrogant by nature, now felt overwhelmed. They had the same feeling when they had to deal with Typhon.
But this time, the fear was much worse, and the reason was simple: unlike Typhon, this man was not irrational; he was a monster with intelligence.
“They are afraid…” Nyx murmured in shock. She never thought she would see the day when all the Gods of her Pantheon would fear a single Entity.
Yes, it was understandable for them to fear Typhon. After all, he was a Beast of The End, and even she feared Typhon – it was a basic instinct.
But to be afraid of someone who wasn’t Typhon? She never thought she would witness this scene.
“So many useless deaths…” Aphrodite sighed. “What a waste of resources. We could have used all those Gods.”
Nyx looked at Aphrodite without words. “How are you so indifferent to this sight, Aphrodite?”
“The only people I care about in my Pantheon are Hestia and Rhea. The rest don’t matter much to me, Nyx.”
“Even your own son?”
“A son who hasn’t visited his mother in thousands of years?” Aphrodite scoffed, continuing, “To me, he is as important as those Gods who died in vain. He may be a useful resource, but that’s all.”
“That’s cold…” Nyx commented.
“Humph, don’t give me that look, Nyx. And what about you? How long has it been since you saw your children? How much do you care about them?”
“… Well…” Nyx had no words to defend herself. After all, it was true that she didn’t care much about her children now that they were all grown and adults.
A God’s ability to be hypocritical was always surprising.
To be honest, Nyx also didn’t care about the Gods who died; like Aphrodite, she thought it was a waste of resources. But she wouldn’t openly express those feelings as Aphrodite did.
A fluctuation of Power appeared, and Victor, who was in his Blood Castle, appeared in front of the Territory that divided the two sides.
As soon as he appeared, unconsciously, everyone took a step back from that creature.
“Heh~, what a funny sight.” Victor’s smile distorted Demonically as he spread his Dragon Wings widely. “A bunch of Gods afraid of a Mortal.”
Victor raised his hand and plunged it into Zeus’s territory, and as soon as he did, his hand began to burn.
Victor withdrew his hand from Zeus’s territory. “Interesting… A very strong Delimited Field where Beings from the other side of The Balance cannot enter without The God King’s permission. By sacrificing The Master Bolt, you brought Olympus to The Underworld. No wonder Persephone’s so angry.”
“D-Demon King, can we talk about this? Can we stop this fight?”
Victor looked at the woman who spoke. She had half of her arms corroded, and her legs were severely injured. Despite being badly hurt, her beauty remained unscathed, as well as the symbols that identified who she was.
“Athena, am I right?”
The Goddess of Wisdom trembled slightly when she heard her name coming from that man’s mouth.
Her heart beat with discomfort; she felt reluctant to even talk to him. She never thought she would be so afraid of someone.
“Yes, I am Athena.”
“You’re funny, Goddess of Wisdom.”
“… Huh?” She didn’t expect those words.
“Tell me, Goddess of Wisdom. What would happen if I were weak? What would happen if, at the moment when your army saw me, I spoke those same words?”
“Goddess Athena, can we talk about this? Can we stop this fight?”
“What would you do?”
Athena fell silent; the answer to that question was obvious. The Gods would ignore him, probably treating Victor as if he were their toy, considering he was handsome, and then they would discard him.
“The hypocrisy of The Gods always amuses me,” Victor laughed.
The next moment, his entire face turned serious and hostile.
“There will be no surrender, no begging for forgiveness, no mercy.” Victor grasped the barrier and squeezed, causing it to tremble.
And all the Gods unconsciously stepped back with terror in their hearts.
This monster was too oppressive; just being near him felt like sinking into an abyss of Negativity.
“Today, Olympus will be annihilated. This is not a war. It is genocide.” Victor squeezed the barrier even harder, intending to destroy it completely.
But when he tried to do so, the barrier was suddenly restored.
Victor looked at The King of The Gods.
“You are too arrogant if you think my Mount Olympus will be destroyed so easily, Demon King,” Zeus spoke as he took a step forward while his eyes gleamed with white light, and Lightning crackled around him.
“A brat who hasn’t even lived for a million years dares to proclaim such a farce?”
“Nonsense!” Zeus’s thunderous voice spread around.
Victor simply stared at Zeus, waiting for silence to return.
“This same brat stole your wife, stole your treasures, and permanently eliminated most of your Gods without even leaving his Throne. This same brat is also making all The Great Gods of Olympus wet themselves in fear.”
Victor pointed at a man.
Zeus widened his eyes as the other Gods looked at who he was pointing at, and they saw Dionysus wetting himself in fear.
“… What did you say?”
“Are you a deaf, Eunuch?”
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