Inside the scorching core of the sun, Helios's expression kept changing.
This is a space of light and warmth. It is also where he was imprisoned in his childhood and where his father, the Titan Hyperion, reorganized and cultivated after his body collapsed.
The power of the sun was most concentrated here, and everything that did not belong to it would be excluded. But at this moment, it did not bring any sense of closeness to Helios, but instead there were wisps of red mist seeping in from the outside.
Yes, it radiated from the outside to the inside, and not from Helios himself - in fact, although Helios got this branch of unknown origin but terrifying power from Gaia, he did not really use it at first.
No one would easily absorb this kind of corrosive power of unknown origin. What's more important is that Helios can feel that there is a limit to his ability to bear this kind of power.
He is not Typhon, who was planted with the essence of the Mother Tree when he was born, so that he can carry the power to defeat the God-King; he is not Mother Earth, even if she is seriously depleted, her "container" for carrying power is still vast and boundless.
Even if Helios accepted the power of the mother tree, he might be able to become one of the few strongest people under the greatness, but he still could not have the authority to rival Zeus. In this case, whether he accepted this external force seemed not so critical.
If he cannot counter it, or at least make the God King afraid to act rashly, then his acceptance of this power will do more harm than good. If there is always something that deprives him of the right to operate the sun, the God King is at least better than an unknown thing.
"...But I am still greedy...Gaia's promise...When her offspring attack the sacred mountain...The throne of the king of gods..."
The red fog around him became thicker and thicker, even making Helios's face a little unclear.
He still had a lot of ideas. Since he was reluctant to give up Gaia's promise and didn't want unknown forces to pollute his body, the second generation of the Sun God came up with a very feasible alternative plan.
As the master of the sun, whether it was his father or himself, the most powerful state was always to directly drive the sun itself. So faced with a dilemma, Helios made a decision that he regretted deeply.
He directly inserted the crystal clear branch that was as dazzling as red crystal into the surface of the sun, with its back to the earth and facing the starry sky.
Compared to him, the power that the sun can carry is much higher, and to the laws of the world, the importance of the sun is undoubtedly much higher than him. If there is something wrong with this gift that may contain poison, the rules of the world will not turn a blind eye to it.
Helios's idea was good, and the facts proved his success. Although the reddish halo gradually enveloped the surface of the celestial body as the branches of the mother tree took root and sprouted, the core of the sun was not affected.
The power of the sun grew stronger day by day, but its essence remained pure... until today. The protection originally formed by the power of the world suddenly trembled for some reason, and large and small "holes" appeared on it. The power of the mother tree directly invaded this space and formed the branch in front of Helios.
If Chaos had only one sun god from the beginning to the end, Helios would still have a fighting chance, after all, this was just a small amount of power released by the Outer Gods through the seal. But there are no ifs in reality, and in terms of compatibility with the sun, he is still not as good as his father.
Sasha——
The branches swayed in the wind, stretching out in the core of the sun that flowed like liquid. With the sound of the leaves, a vague idea also came into Helios' mind.
"…"
His expression was not very good, and although his expression was not very clear, Helios still easily understood what this Outer God wanted to say.
There is nothing strange about coercion and inducement, but the key point is that the knife that the other party used to "coerce" was handed over by himself.
The contamination of the sun by the power of the outer gods may not be a big deal for the world of Chaos. Although some of the characteristics of the great Mother Tree do attract some attention from the world, given that it is still far from taking that half step, the world's attention is actually being reduced as the assimilation proceeds. But the aspect of His order is quite different.
Helios's actions before did not cause too serious consequences, so perhaps it was not a problem. But now the core of the sun has been invaded. Although this is actually the result of the turbulence of the world's power, it is ultimately his fault for letting the wolf into the house.
It goes without saying that when this disaster is over, Helios will inevitably be punished in this world - perhaps the God King will have some "heavenly resonance" and happily deprive him of his control over the sun, provided that the sun is not too seriously polluted.
Otherwise, once the sun is completely controlled by the outer gods, then he, the sun god, will have no value in existence, and it would not be surprising if he was thrown directly into the abyss.
"But what good will it do me to stand on your side?"
With his cheek twitching, Helios asked as calmly as possible. The next moment, as the leaves swayed, a piece of history unfolded before him.
Perhaps because of the erosion of the sun, the mother tree also took the opportunity to peek into some of the things that had happened in the past, which were images of Hyperion being imprisoned here.
Helios immediately understood what the other party wanted to express. Once the sun was corroded, the oppression of the present world would probably follow, and it might even be far more serious than Typhon. After all, this was originally part of the starry sky and could not be equated with the newborn demon.
But just as the ancient sun god who had been imprisoned and sealed for half an era eventually had a chance to escape, Helios will also have a turning point in the future - and if he refuses the mother tree and is punished by the king of gods, then he will really have no hope.
"…"
"sun..."
There was a long silence. For some reason, Helios thought of his two sisters at this moment.
Compared to him, the moon goddess Selene and the dawn goddess Eos were both very weak, and had not even entered the realm of medium divine power. But because of this, they had never faced the difficulties that Helios had to face.
This is how the world is, the strong control their destiny while the weak go with the flow, but no one pays much attention to them. Only people like him who are strong but not strong enough will face real danger and easily become targets of all parties.
"…but I don't have a choice."
Helios reached out his hand and grasped the branch of the mother tree. For a moment, he seemed to see a world full of life and vitality. All living things lived and worked in peace and contentment, and only a giant tree supported the sky.
"It's so beautiful…"
While sighing, Helios used himself as a medium to receive the power of the mother tree. The barrier imposed on the sun by the present world was completely useless. The vast power of the ocean was injected into it, and began to violently erode the location of the sun.
"From the moment I was born, no one has ever given me the opportunity to choose. My father, Kronos, Zeus, and the world itself."
"In this case, the choice I made today is also reasonable, right?"
The sound echoed in the space, and then fell silent. In this starry sky where time had been accelerated countless times, slow yet drastic changes began to occur unwaveringly.
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world.
In a cave beneath the Korisian Mountains.
The disaster of Typhon had just begun and bloody storms had already arrived in various parts of the world.
Unlike the original trajectory of Typhus, after receiving the power of the mother tree, it no longer needs a mermaid named Echidna to give birth to offspring. Its own flesh and limbs can turn into a demon.
At the place where it had fought with Zeus before, countless monsters stood up and slaughtered in all directions.
However, it is worth mentioning that Typhon's power is now composed of two parts, more than half of which have characteristics that are obviously different from the world of Chaos, so the lives born from its flesh and blood are also very different.
Some of them do fit in with the traditional understanding of monsters in the Chaos world, but more of them should perhaps be called "evil creatures".
Just like the [Sun Devourer] in the spirit world, these material-side 'evil creatures' may have different powers, but they all uniformly reveal extremely strong immortality, corrosiveness and chaotic thinking.
Unlike Chaos' traditional monsters, they are not able to communicate or interact with each other, but instead they frantically destroy everything within their sight.
They hate life, and even hate the world. Any land that has been infected by their power will be left with an indelible "stain of corruption", and all living things will be forbidden from entering.
Even the surface of the spiritual world was slightly affected, but this sporadic pollution was quickly extinguished.
Of course, whether it is the changes on the earth, the anomalies in the starry sky, or the disappearance of the gods, they obviously have nothing to do with Zeus in the Corisian Mountains.
At this moment, the noble God King fell to the ground naked, with bones wrapped in black mist piercing his chest. His limbs were broken into pieces and fell all around him, looking extremely miserable.
"Tsk, I always encounter things that others don't encounter."
"Odin is like this, Typhon is like this... Why didn't my father and grandfather have so many problems?"
A piercing pain came from all over his body, but Zeus didn't seem to care at all.
He could even laugh, as if he was not a prisoner but still the almighty God King.
"... Zephyrus, you are here. I am glad you came to see me, but I am afraid I cannot stand up and speak to you now, my friend."
The voice was calm. At a certain moment, in the empty mountain belly, Zeus suddenly turned his head and looked towards the direction of the cave entrance.
There, an unusual air current flew into the cave without any disguise. With just a little identification, Zeus recognized the identity of the visitor.
The god of the west wind... He actually dared to come to see him. Zeus thought that the gods had already kneeled down and begged for mercy under the might of Typhon, or fled in all directions. It seemed that the other party had not let him down, and even today, he was still loyal to him.
Well, it seems that the character of the previous king of gods was not good, otherwise how could such a loyal minister rebel against me... Zeus couldn't help but try to make the best of a bad situation while pondering secretly in his heart.
"Your Majesty, you are still as discerning as ever."
The air flow trembled slightly, and then turned into a human form. Zeferos looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that even though he was seriously injured, the God King could still see through his whereabouts.
However, this did increase his confidence. The God of Wind was somewhat nervous about coming to rescue Zeus at this time.
In other words, it seems that Typhon cannot become the God-King… He thought to himself, and his expression did not change either.
"Well, Zephyrus, now that things have come to this, let's put aside the useless flattery."
He shook his head slightly, but it only aggravated the injury on his chest. Zeus grinned and decided not to play the flattery game with the wind god anymore.
He is not blind, so what is the meaning of "a sharp eye"... Thinking of this, the God King looked at the God of Wind in front of him.
"Since you are here my friend, I may need you to do me a small favor."
"Help me reattach my limb, so that I can regain some mobility, and then find a determined mortal to help me extract this bone."
"mortal?"
The god of the west wind was puzzled, but Zeus continued to explain,
"Yes, mortal."
"Although Typhon is arrogant and crazy, he still has some brains. The power he left behind has been suppressing my divine power, making it impossible for me to save myself—or rather, it is suppressing all external divine powers."
"Unless you possess the power of a primitive god, you, who possess divine power, will not be able to pull out this bone. However, perhaps because it was born not long ago, Typhus has no awareness of guarding against mortals. Oh, this is what monsters are like. They always make mistakes in some places."
The gods were defeated by mortals, which is a characteristic of Chaos' world, so it is not surprising that the means left by Typhon have such flaws.
And feeling the black mist lingering on the bones, Zeus warned again:
"Remember, mortals must be resolute in their will, otherwise they might also be tempted by Typhon's power - even though this demon itself has no intention of tempting anyone."
"Finish this as soon as possible. Once I am out of trouble, Typhon's good days will be over."
Although Zeus had not yet figured out how to deal with the King of Demons, his words were full of confidence.
It doesn't matter whether he can win or not, but for a God-King, he must at least make others think that he can win.
Chapter 295: Giving Birth
to a Daughter Unlike the eastern land which is like hell on earth at this moment, the area near the northeastern part of the continent is still peaceful at this moment.
The north of the continent has always been desolate, and no god is willing to stay here, so Typhon, who left Mount Olympus, did not approach here; due to the influence of the environment, the farther north you go, the fewer lives there are, so the demons and evil creatures born from Typhon's flesh and blood show no signs of being attracted here.
At this moment, on a small mound, a handsome young man was walking on a muddy road, leaning on an iron sword.
He is Cadmus, prince of Phoenicia, brother of Princess Europa, and one of the kingdom's strongest warriors.
After Europa was taken away by Zeus, their father Agenor ordered the three brothers to go to the west to find her whereabouts. After some discussion, the three chose different directions.
Phoenix chose to head due west, Circassia headed slightly south, and Cadmus finally chose to search in the north.
After going through numerous hardships and crossing the vast ocean, the young prince finally set foot on the legendary land.
At this moment, he still didn't know about the disaster that happened in the world. In Cadmus' eyes, he only saw that the distant south seemed to have experienced a terrible natural disaster not long ago, which was vaguely visible even from a long distance. Since that day, the climate has become abnormal. The moon can't be seen at night, and the sun's light makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
It was as if it was no longer a ball of light, but a glowing human face... Cadmus had no storybooks in his childhood, and naturally he had never seen any abstract cartoons of "Sun Father", but this feeling was the same. It's just that if the things in fairy tales really appeared in reality, they would be really weird and scary.
Of course, none of these made the young prince back down, and his kind and tenacious determination to find his sister remained unshakable.
For him, this is not just a task assigned by his father, but a mission that he must complete. As a brother, he should protect his sister, so no matter how many difficulties and obstacles he faces, he will never retreat.
"God will protect me."
Praying silently, for a Phoenician prince with noble character, piety is naturally a quality that Cadmus possesses.
He believed that the gods would protect him in the dark and that he would eventually get what he wanted.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, a sound of surprise came from the sky, and Cadmus immediately raised his sword to be on guard. The next moment, he saw a god descending to the ground on an invisible air current in the southern sky.
He recognized the identity of the visitor because there were statues of the God-King and his messengers in the Phoenician Kingdom.
So seeing Zephyrus coming, Cadmus couldn't help but put down the sword in his hand, straightened his clothes, and saluted slightly to the god of wind.
"Dear God of Wind, messenger of the King of Gods, Cadmus from Phoenicia salutes you."
"Phoenicia?"
After falling to the ground, Zeferos pondered for a moment on this somewhat familiar name.
He couldn't remember where he had heard of this human country. This was probably not a country on land that worshipped any gods... The God of the West Wind never knew much about human countries overseas or many newly built small cities.
But it doesn't matter. He doesn't care where this human comes from. What matters is whether he meets the requirements of the God-King.
After leaving the cave, Zephyrus immediately began to search for the mortals that Zeus needed, but he did not go to the most densely populated areas.
The core of the eastern part of the continent has a large population, but it is also the place with the most traces of gods and is most likely to encounter trouble. So after much deliberation, the God of the West Wind finally chose to go north.
He was prepared to spend a lot of time. After all, he didn't know whether any human tribes had migrated north and eventually settled here... But what he didn't expect was that halfway through, in the wilderness, he met a being who was obviously extraordinary in strength among mortals.
Such a person must be determined. However, Zephyrus confirmed:
"Very good, Cadmus of Phoenicia, fate has led you and me to meet here... But I still want to know why you came here."
"I came here to find my sister."
Bowing slightly, Cadmus said respectfully.
"My sister Europa is missing. I have crossed mountains and seas at the order of my father, vowing to find her and bring her back, but I still don't know where she is."
"!"
Startled, Zephyrus finally remembered where he had heard the name of Phoenicia.
Europa, isn't that the new love of the God King... He subconsciously wanted to leave, but stopped the next moment. After all, judging from the meaning of the other party's words, this human didn't seem to know that Zeus was the source of everything.
"...Then," after a moment of silence, Zeferos looked at the respectful human prince in front of him and said, "Are you willing to temporarily put aside the things at hand and take on the responsibility of saving the God King?"
"What?"
Cadmus looked up in surprise, and the god of the west wind explained lightly.
"Cadmus, you may have been away from your kingdom for a long time, so you don't know that the earth is now a sea of blood."
"A demon named Typhus was born in the underground. He is the most powerful demon in the world and is determined to destroy all life on earth. The gods dare not face him directly, and only the King of Gods stands in front of him."
"Did the God King win?"
Although he knew that if he won, there would be no need for his "salvation", but Cadmus still couldn't believe that the omnipotent God King he had been taught since childhood would be defeated.
"No, Cadmus, the God-King has failed."
Shaking his head, Zeferos remained calm.
"But that's not because the God King is weaker than it, but because the demon shamelessly launched a sneak attack and defeated the great Zeus when he was without a weapon. But this is only temporary. The immortal Typhon of the gods can't do anything to the God King. It can't influence the eternal and noble nature of the gods at all. Its failure is inevitable. But in order for this day to come sooner, and for the world to finally be at peace, I need a mortal to save the God King."
"Typhon's power will exclude true gods, but it will not exclude mortals. There are no weaklings in the eyes of the demon king. This is your chance. So Cadmus, are you willing to take on this responsibility and go to help the king of Olympus?"
"I do!"
His expression became serious. He knew that finding his sister would not be a matter of one or two days, but the prince, who was of noble character, could not tolerate disasters happening in the world, so he agreed without hesitation.
Zephyrus was very satisfied with this, and he believed that the God King would also be satisfied with his efficiency, so he grabbed Cadmus' arm and took him to fly high in the sky.
The innate gods have very rough control over their own power. Not every god can guarantee not to harm the mortals nearby when releasing their power, but Cadmus is a powerful warrior.
So soon, under the guidance of the God of West Wind, the prince arrived outside the cave where the God-King was.
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The inside of Corisian's cave was no different from when the God of West Wind left.
The God King's limbs had been connected to his body, the blood on his face had been washed away, and his clothes had been restored to their original state. Only the bone that originally belonged to him was still firmly inserted into Zeus' chest.
Without a spine and divine power, the God King could not move and could only lie on the ground obediently. The long-lost loneliness surged into his heart, which was a different kind of feeling.
The god of the west wind was sent to find mortals, but Zeus was not idle because there was another problem waiting for him. He boasted in front of the other party that he had a way to deal with Typhon, but he knew very well that he was no match for the king of all monsters.
Even if he could gather all twelve gods and possess the complete great power, he would not be sure that he could defeat the opponent. Because during this period of thinking, he gradually discovered some problems.
Typhon's power was very familiar to him... It was very similar to the power that forced him to sleep and recuperate. But its power was not as terrifying, as if there was a layer of separation.
The God King has determined that the special power is definitely not from the Lord of Darkness, but is likely to be an opponent that even the original gods are afraid of. In this case, even if he can control a stronger power, what if the opponent explodes in the battle?
Moreover, the canonization of the Lord God is not random. At this juncture, Zeus does not think he has the opportunity to hold this ceremony. So he can either sit back and watch the opponent act recklessly, wait until the world excludes it, "win without fighting", and then face the doubts of the gods, the dead and injured mortals, and then cause his own kingship to be shaken, or he must find another way, a way that is enough to prevent Typhon from turning over, and a way that he will win.
But the question is, in the world of Chaos, is there really a force that even the great ones cannot escape from, and once they are trapped, they are doomed to fail?
"Of course there is, that is fate."
"Gaia can't get rid of Him, the Father can't get rid of Him, Kronos can't get rid of Him, and I have been avoiding Him."
Looking up at the stone wall above his head, Zeus easily found the most powerful force in the world besides the world itself. In other words, fate is the hand of the world, and the world uses it to control everything in the world.
However, knowing this does not mean that Zeus has the ability to use this power. Although he always says "fate is on my side", no one knows how fate works.
He believed that fate would protect him because he was still the God King, and none of his descendants had shown signs of replacing him, so he would not fail. But a God King who had lost all prestige and faith was still a God King, and he could not guarantee that fate would help protect his reputation and power.
"I need a god who can influence fate - and I should have such a god."
"Damn it, the throne of the God King has shown me that I should give birth to three daughters who are in charge of part of destiny... They must be the descendants of the God King, this is an unchangeable destiny, but who should I give birth to them with?"
Zeus gritted his teeth secretly. He had known about his three daughters since the first day he became the King of Gods.
With the changes of the two eras, the world gradually became complete, and the formulation of the fate of all things began to move from macro to micro. Therefore, in the destined trajectory, three goddesses of fate would indeed be born into the world.
They are the daughters of the God King, but in fact they have no father-daughter relationship with the God King, because they were born by the "God King", a position recognized by the world, and it does not matter who sits on top. Therefore, Zeus, who ascended the throne, received the revelation, and he did not refuse the idea of this mission. However, after so many years, he has not been able to complete this task.
At first, Zeus thought that Themis was the mother of the three goddesses of fate, but she had already left Olympus. Later, he thought that this might be related to the original god who controlled the eternal night, so he set his sights on the god of doom who was born from the power of the eternal night and was a subordinate of Hades. But before he could act, Typhon's disaster broke out.
Zeus is in a difficult situation now. He needs a god who controls fate to help him, but it is definitely too late in this life.
Except for Hera, no other deity could influence the speed and time of giving birth to a true god to a certain extent. After all, they did not have the power to give birth.
"...!"
A thought suddenly flashed through Zeus' mind, and his expression changed slightly.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of another god who met all these harsh conditions. He could give birth to the daughter of the King of Gods and would never violate the requirements of the law; he had partial power over fertility and could control the time of giving birth to offspring. He would definitely help him, and most importantly, he didn't need to look for one.
Yes, such a god exists, and he is both far away and close at hand. The god who possesses all these qualities... is Zeus himself.
The king of gods Zeus, or every god, can transform into a woman - and in the original mythology, the king of gods did do so.
What is very special is that, unlike other gods, even if other gods change the gender of their divine bodies, it is almost impossible to change their essence. A male god who becomes a goddess cannot get pregnant, but Zeus, who shares half of Hera's reproductive power, can.
Such a perfect match, such a clever one...So at this moment, Zeus fell into deep entanglement. Although in the original trajectory, His Majesty the King of Gods later had a beloved beautiful boy, this was still somewhat different from giving birth to a daughter.
Even Zeus, who was so advanced in thinking in this regard, could not help but have some hesitation.
Chapter 296 Moile
"Your Majesty, I have lived up to your trust. Under the guidance of fate, I have found a mortal who can help you escape from this predicament."
Zeus was still struggling, but the next moment, Zephyrus' voice came from outside.
No matter what choice he made, escaping from the current predicament and regaining his freedom was always the first choice. So the God King put this matter aside and looked towards the entrance of the cave.
After a while, with the blowing of air, the figure of the wind god appeared in front of the king of gods. He came in alone first, and Cadmus was left outside the cave.
"Your Majesty, the person has been brought here."
With a slight bow, Zephyrus glanced at the bones in Zeus' chest.
As if he could sense the approach of the gods again, the black mist above him became more agile. He was sure that if he dared to hold it, the consequences would definitely not be good.
"He is the mortal Cadmus, a prince of Phoenicia. He traveled westwards to find his sister, crossing the sea and mountains without flinching. I think among humans, he deserves the evaluation of 'strong will'."
"...Prince of Phoenicia?"
Zeus' eyes moved slightly, and his expression looked a little unnatural, but it only flashed for a moment.
But at this moment, he thought of his previous thoughts again.
Zephyrus might have just said it casually, but Zeus now really felt the "guidance of fate". When he was meeting the Phoenician princess, the Typhon disaster broke out, and only the goddess who controlled fate could help him win... At this time, Europa's brother came to find her and was about to become a hero who saved the king of gods.
The more ignorant one is, the more fearless one is. On the contrary, the more aware one is of the horror of fate, the more Zeus fears it.
If it involves the ownership of the throne of the king of gods, he may have to use some means to delay the arrival of fate, but if it is other matters, Zeus does not intend to go against it.
Moreover, this was originally his own idea… At this moment, the balance in his heart tilted slightly, but the God King remained calm. He just nodded, as if there was no problem with the identity of the visitor.
"Then please invite him in, this noble man among mortals. If he can really help me, I will definitely grant him the glory that no mortal in the world has ever had."
Seeing that the King of Gods had no objection, the God of the West Wind also breathed a sigh of relief.
Time was running out and he didn't know how much truth that mortal said. Let him give it a try. If he was really deceived by Typhon's power, he would kill him on the spot and find the next person.
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In the world of Chaos, time is passing quickly, and on the other side of the void, in the boundless darkness, the golden light spots are shining brighter and brighter.
But at a certain moment, Nyx suddenly looked back to where she came from. She could feel that some changes that should have happened long ago were back on track.
Just as she felt before she left, the destiny began to split. Just as the "Oath" was eventually delegated to the Styx by the world, the divine power to spy on and compile fate is about to welcome its master.
"What's wrong?"
Noticing Nyx's subtle movements, Ryan asked in a low voice.
"Nothing, it's just that another god is about to be born. Moreover, it is a god who controls destiny."
Shaking his head slightly, Nyx didn't look at it any more.
The current scene was something she had anticipated a long time ago, and she had no idea that her authority had been violated.
The goddess of fate will be the child of the king of gods, but it does not mean that she is subordinate to the king of gods. They are just another agent in the world. Later, Zeus once said to the gods: "The goddess of fate treats me as cruelly as I treat you." Although Nyx did not know this sentence, she could make the same judgment.
Perhaps as the carrier of the birth of the goddess of fate, the king of gods would get a chance to propose conditions at the beginning, but only once. In fact, compared to their birth, Nyx was more concerned about another thing.
Who has the ability to give birth to the goddess of fate with the king of gods? She searched the entire Olympian pantheon but could not find a god who met the requirements.
"Here I come."
While the two were talking, the changes in the outer layer of the distant world did not stop. With a loud bang that seemed to exist and not exist, a golden celestial body leaped out.
That was the sun, which radiated endless light and heat, illuminating the dark void. And unlike the sun in Chaos' world, the surface of this light body was dancing with flames, which was destruction, but also rebirth.
This is the difference brought by the difference in the world. Compared with the world of Chaos, Hermeneus does not have a god of fire, or the authority of [fire] is naturally attributed to the [sun]. As the highest in the world, the sun gathers most of the authority that can be related to itself in the entire world, and finally creates the current Ra Atum.
Standing on the huge celestial body, Ra God saw the scene outside the world for the first time. The cold and silent void was originally empty, but now it was dotted with a few spots of light, which were wrapped with gods with different auras. However, these were just minor details. What really attracted his attention were the two figures with an extremely strong presence.
This is the void outside of Hermeneu, where the power of the two worlds collide. The only two outsiders who were not engulfed by Chaos' power can only use their own power to resist the laws of the other world.
There was no need for communication or judgment. When the three gods looked at each other in the void, they all knew each other's true names. At the same time, La Atum understood what he needed to do at the moment.
Those mortals who were infected with foreign powers might just be an accident. His real enemies were these invaders from afar. He felt the weakness and struggle of the world, and also felt the fear and hatred from the bottom of his heart. He could use rebirth to avoid aging, but if the world no longer existed, what would he use to resist his destined end?
"Outsiders..."
A deep voice rang out in the void. Although it was in a different language, no one could fail to understand what he meant. Endless light blossomed in the void, and the power of the outermost barrier of the Hemenu world, the Absolute Void, was infused into the god Ra. At this moment, the power of the supreme gods of Upper and Lower Egypt was raised again.
"Outsiders should all die!"
The golden staff struck down with unparalleled power, but unexpectedly, the target of La's attack was not Ryan and Nyx.
Even after just a face-to-face encounter, this foreign God King realized that the two were not easy to deal with. In comparison, other gods were easier to target.
The one he finally chose as his target among all the gods was... the goddess of wisdom, Athena, who had just had her 'Pallas' fate' taken away and was considered by fate to have 'completed her mission', thus greatly reducing the protective power around her.
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"Sizzle——"
"Crunch, crunch…"
Inside the cave in the Corisian Mountains, a harsh friction sound gradually began to sound.
The tall and handsome Phoenician prince was now holding the bones in the chest of the God-King, pulling it out bit by bit.
The black mist lingering on the bones continued to swirl, but it seemed to regard Cadmus as a non-threatening object no different from a stone or an animal, so it did not react to him. But even so, the prince was not at ease at the moment.
The power of the mother tree is extremely corrosive and tempting. Although this is not much reflected in Typhon, it is not absent.
From the moment he held the bone, all kinds of false or real voices kept ringing in Cadmus' ears.
They were bewitching, telling the prince the benefits of accepting it...but obviously, for the founder of the later city of Thebes, the grandfather of a true god, these non-coercive forces could not shake his mind.
So, under Zeus' painful gaze, the vertebra was finally pulled out, and the power that bound the king of gods was no longer effective.
"Dang—"
The mission was accomplished, and the prince suddenly relaxed and felt dizzy.
Although Typhon's power failed to corrupt Cadmus, it brought great mental pressure to Cadmus.
Now that the mission was completed, a strong sense of fatigue surged into his heart. He immediately fell to the ground and fell asleep, with only the sword at his waist making a sound of collision with the ground.
"call--"
"I never want to experience this feeling of weakness again."
The bone was pulled out and fell onto the body of the God-King, then it coiled and returned to its rightful place.
Typhon's power still exists, but now it can no longer limit Zeus's power that surpasses all other gods.
Visibly, his body regained vitality and his pale face gradually regained color... Zeus stood up from the ground. Although he was still seriously injured, from the outside, he seemed to have regained his previous strength.
At this moment, there was no one else in the Korisian cave except Zeus and the fainted Phoenician prince.
In order to prevent Zeferos' presence from causing any stimulation during the bone extraction process, he waited far away early.
Now that he was gradually recovering, in this cave where only one person was awake, Zeus could finally calm down and think about his previous thoughts. After regaining his strength, the God King once again confirmed that he could not defeat Typhon head-on.
He needed extra help and fate was his only option.
"Well... this is not the daughter I gave birth to, but like Athena, she sprang out of my head."
Thinking silently, or more likely thinking about how to deal with the aftermath. After all, for the God King who shared part of the [fertility], simply ensuring that the Goddess of Fate could be born was not a difficult task.
"Yes, that's right. Now here comes the question - according to the revelation that the throne of the God King once gave me, the goddess of fate needs to be born by two people together."
"While it can be tricky, it does require a 'father of destiny'."
With his cheeks stiff, Zeus considered many options, but ultimately dismissed them all.
He couldn't let a god take this position, because although the parent gods of the goddesses of fate were only tools for their birth, they would indeed gain a little favor from fate because of this action - such as proposing reasonable conditions to them or something.
Zeus did not want the immortal gods to have this benefit, so he could only choose mortals with limited lives.
All things will die, and the fate of mortals is easier to control. He can completely use another way to "compensate for his fate", and when he dies, everything will disappear. Thinking of this, the God King once again began to select from the mortals, and then he regretfully discovered that the outside world is now full of Typhon's minions. If he doesn't want his secret actions to be discovered, it's best not to be picky.
"So, this is also 'the guidance of fate'..."
Thinking of what the God of West Wind said at the beginning, Zeus' eyes were a little gloomy, but he didn't say anything in the end.
He simply waved his hand and extracted some bones, flesh and tendons from the unconscious prince beside him.
These things were finally gathered into a human shape in his hands, but the most crucial thing was still missing - then Zeus stabbed himself expressionlessly and successfully made this creation complete.
After all, in order to ensure that the child born is indeed a true god, he also needs to maintain the nobility of the blood of both parents of the Goddess of Fate as much as possible - and it is difficult to find a bloodline nobler than that of the God-King in this world, not to mention that there are two of them now.
"…"
"This is all for world peace!"
Murmuring to himself, Zeus seemed to have convinced himself, and then the art of transformation began to take effect on him.
Soon, just like the once handsome God King, the only one left was a pretty goddess with blonde hair and an alluring figure.
Chapter 297 One Day Fruit
Under the blazing sun at noon, the Corisian Mountains were as peaceful as ever.
Perhaps it was because the most terrifying demon in the world had been here before, leaving behind a kind of aura that ordinary people could hardly detect. In short, not only ordinary creatures avoided the vicinity, but even demons were unwilling to approach this mountain.
Standing halfway up the mountain, Zeferos quietly waited for the God-King to come out of the cave.
The sound of bones rubbing against each other that seemed to penetrate the soul had disappeared, and the surroundings also became quiet. In the eyes of the wind god, Zeus should have gotten rid of the shackles of Typhon's power. However, Zephyrus waited and waited, but Zeus never came out of the cave.
It was as if the noise just now was just an illusion, which made the God of West Wind a little confused for a moment, but if he really had to go in and check, he was not very willing to do so.
If the God King had not encountered any accidents, then he might have stayed inside because he had his own things to do, and it would not be a good thing to disturb him at this time. And if the God King had encountered an accident... then it was likely that Typhon had left some other hidden tricks.
Although no matter how you look at it, that arrogant monster doesn't seem to have any backup plans, but anything is possible. In this situation, Zeferos doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.
So the God of the West Wind did not act rashly, but just waited outside.
Time passed slowly. While waiting, with the help of the ubiquitous wind, Zeferos seemed to hear some strange sound. But it seemed to be blocked by some force, and there was only a vague feeling.
However, the Wind God did not devote extra energy to this, and he quickly ignored it. After all, although this place is still safe, no one can be sure that Typhon will not come back here on a whim. Under the tense spirit, a few strange things were naturally put aside for the time being.
Time continues to move forward.
I don't know how long it had passed. At a certain moment, when Zeferos couldn't help but want to ask something, he suddenly felt that something seemed to have changed in the cave behind him.
At this moment, the God of West Wind shuddered for some reason. In an instant, he seemed to have gone back many years, when he was still a subordinate of the second-generation God King Kronos... He was ordered to go to the underworld to monitor the movements of the Mother of Night and the Lord of the Spirit World, and then successfully completed his mission.
"What a lucky omen... It seems that His Majesty the God King is preparing some powerful weapon to deal with Typhon?"
Coming to his senses, Zephyros took this familiar premonition as some kind of terrifying threat at the level of a primitive god.
But last time, it was he who faced this threat, but this time this terrible thing appeared in the hands of Zeus.
Undoubtedly, this was a trick prepared for Typhon. It seemed that just as the God King said before, he really had a way to deal with the demon.
"I thought he was just talking casually... Yeah, the God Kings are really capable. Before the turn of the era, who would have thought that Kronos was so powerful?"
"Well, but these have nothing to do with me. When this disaster is over, I can probably become the new god of Olympus."
He pondered silently, although Zephyros's divine power was still a little lacking, he believed that this was not a problem.
The King of Gods will find a way... Thinking of this, the God of Wind couldn't help but sigh at his luck again.
Although he always encountered various troubles and was always assigned to do dangerous things over the years, for some reason, his results were always very good.
He attributed it to good luck. After all, luck was a real thing in the mythical world. Now it was another ordeal, and the God of the West Wind believed that the result would be no exception this time.
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In the cave of the Korisian Mountains, Zeus had returned to his original appearance at some point.
The golden-haired god stood in a corner of the cave, with a rock pillar next to him. The ground seemed to have been shaved off by something in three layers, making it look flat and smooth.
The God King had no expression on his face, but he subconsciously pressed his right hand on his stomach. Although everything was over, waves of non-existent phantom pain continued to surge into Zeus' heart.
The King of Gods admitted that, like many gods of Olympus, he did prefer many "beautiful" things, and he was not even incapable of appreciating the beauty of weak men. But no matter what, as a standard Chaos male god, Zeus always tended to be the one who took the initiative.
Neither he nor Apollo in later generations had ever been interested in passiveness, but today's scene undoubtedly challenged his cognition. For the sake of world peace, for the stability of the world, and for the smooth birth of the goddess of fate, he actually made such a sacrifice and did such a thing as the king of gods.
Thinking of this, the God King could not help but swear in his heart that he would never allow another thinking life to know what happened today... But fortunately, no one here could notice it.
After all, the human prince had long been sleeping peacefully under the power of Zeus, and the god of the west wind had never come in. Let all this be buried in history. After today, the world will only remember that at the critical moment, the god king favored by the world drew strength from fate and gave birth to three goddesses from his bones and blood extracted by Typhon.
Just like Uranus to the three goddesses of vengeance and the goddess of beauty, it is not impossible for a god to be born from the blood of the king of gods.
Click...
Snap——
"Um?"
His eyes suddenly focused, and Zeus couldn't help but look forward.
In the center of the cave, where he was before, there were three light cocoons floating in the air. But now they were slowly breaking apart, and bits of shattered light shells kept falling from them.
Perhaps due to the special fate, the birth process of the goddess of fate is also very different. Not long ago, Zeus saw with his own eyes how they came into this world and how they expanded from a baby-sized cocoon to a height of one person.
They don't seem to need time to grow like other gods, or in other words, for the goddess of fate, the existence of fate is the nourishment for their growth.
Click...
Click——
Crack!
Like a domino being pushed over, with the first cracking sound, a series of crisp sounds followed.
Under the gaze of Zeus, at a certain moment, as if breaking through a critical point, fragments of the light cocoon fell off like snowflakes.
The fragments fell and then disappeared. When the light cocoon slowly dissipated, three goddesses with different appearances appeared in front of Zeus.
There was a young girl, a middle-aged one, and an old one - the oldest one not only looked less like the daughter of the God-King, but more like his grandmother than Gaia.
And beside each of them, there is a natural artifact.
The girl is Clotho, whose artifact is a spindle, with which she can spin the threads of fate, each of which represents a life; the middle-aged woman is Lachesis, whose artifact is a long staff with scales, with which she measures the length of life and determines the length of the threads; and the old woman with gray hair and chicken skin is named Atropos, and she has a pair of scissors. She can use the scissors to cut the thread of fate short, so that the continuation of life ends in death.
The three goddesses of fate finally came into the world at such a time. Just like the Titan gods in the past, they were born as adults and possessed extraordinary wisdom and judgment.
Just by looking at each other, Zeus realized that they were probably not ignorant new gods who had just been born.
They were born from fate, so naturally they are familiar with fate... So in this world, apart from things that are isolated and hidden by great forces, there are few things they don't know from the past to the present.
Of course, this does not mean that they are omniscient in some sense, because they are just the executors of fate. If they dare to reveal what they know to people who should not know it, they themselves will also suffer the backlash of fate.
"But there are exceptions."
"I am the king of gods. I am the indispensable guide for you to come into this world... You should obey my orders, right?"
His expression was calm, as if he had forgotten the previous unpleasantness, and vast power was lurking in Zeus' body.
However, even the youngest Clotho did not show any fear towards the king of gods. They looked at Zeus as if he were a stone or a plant, not as the powerful king of gods or their legal parents.
"You gave birth to us under the guidance of fate, but fate has favored you enough before. So fate itself doesn't owe you anything."
White hair fell on his shoulders, and the same difficult voice came from his haggard face.
This old woman, who was born just a minute ago, seemed like a truly experienced elder who was imparting her knowledge to the young.
"But we are indeed different, God King. We came into the world because of you, so our destiny is indebted to you. We can also do something for you. But this is only this time, and we cannot stop the backlash brought by destiny for you."
"Backlash?"
Zeus frowned. He was not surprised to get such a response from the goddess of fate. He had never dreamed of making them obey him. But he did not expect that he would have to face the backlash of fate - and he had never come across such a thing before.
"Yes, backlash... It's just the backlash of fate. Sometimes it's not a good thing, but sometimes it's not necessarily a good thing."
Atropos laughed deeply and did not explain. She just stretched out her hand and drew a trace of silk thread in the void in front of her.
In an instant, Zeus seemed to have seen many things, but none of them remained in his mind. He only remembered one, and the aura on that one was Typhon.
"You may want a lot of things, such as becoming an eternal monarch or making the original gods bow down to you, but I can't do any of these."
"I am just the hand of fate, not fate itself. All I can do is give you a choice."
"…What choice?"
With a somewhat gloomy expression, Zeus looked at the goddess who exuded a 'riddle' aura.
It was as if the other party had seen through many things, but didn't want to tell him anything. This feeling made the God King very uncomfortable, but his biggest problem now was indeed Typhon.
Fate... is indeed mysterious. But after he has completed his ritual, he will have plenty of time to delve into its mysteries. Let's put it aside for now and let him listen to what the goddess of fate can do to help him defeat Typhon.
"Destiny is equal. If you want something, you have to pay for it."
"If you want to defeat Typhon, you need to put an equal stake on it; if you want to kill it, the same goes."
With his withered fingers, Atropos pointed at the only silk thread, turned it into a seed, and handed it to Zeus.
"Give it what you can give... and it will have the desired effect. Typhon can't do anything to you, so you have to give it the opportunity to do something to you."
"Put your power, your destiny, your throne as the God-King upon it, and give it the power to take everything from you. If you are defeated by it, it will take everything away from you - you will fall into an eternal sleep, and Typhon will take your place."
"If I can defeat it," Zeus said coldly, in a cold voice, "then what use is there for me to have this seed."
"If not, then what's the difference between this and giving a gift to Typhon?"
"The difference is that if you put your power on the line, it must also put its power on the line - as long as you both are willing."
"It will gain the ability to completely defeat you, but if it fails to defeat you within the specified time, then the situation will be completely reversed. This agreement witnessed by fate will extract its power and add it to you, causing the strength between you to switch places. At that time, you will have the power to defeat it."
When she laughed, the wrinkles on her face crowded together, just like a vicious witch in a fairy tale of later generations.
Atropos raised his pale eyeballs and finally warned the God King:
"But I must remind you, God King."
"A wise man who can spy on fate will not spy on his own fate, because that would only put himself under fate and let it control him. The punishment of fate can only be postponed, it will never disappear."
"It's up to you to decide what kind of fruit you want to grow, as long as you can afford the price - and I am only responsible for handing it over to Typhon."
"Of course, I know."
Nodding, Zeus reached out and took the seed.
He looked at this strange object formed by the thread of fate between him and Typhon, but he couldn't see anything special about it. It seemed so ordinary that only something special could cause it to react.
After studying it for a long time, Zeus gave up the idea of studying it. He was about to inject his own "price" into it according to what Atropos said, but then Zeus seemed to have thought of something and stopped his action.
"I remember... you said 'the power to defeat it', not 'the power to kill it'. And Typhon doesn't seem to be immortal, it just has a very high level of immortality - so, can't I kill it?"
The cave became quiet for a moment. The King of Gods and the Goddess of Fate looked at each other. After a long time, Atropos looked away.
"...Of course you can, God King. But if you want to break this powerful immortality, you must sacrifice your own 'death'."
"Can the gods die?"
"No, so theoretically, 'death' is not a bargaining chip you can use, because you can give up your divine power and your throne, but even if you want to, you can't give up your life..."
"But I feel," the God King interrupted calmly, "I can bet on my own death - and even if I bet on it and fail, I will definitely not die, because this is something the world cannot tolerate."
"…"
"In that case, I'll do it this way."
"Anyway, this price is only valid if I intend to kill Typhon, right? If I don't kill it, then this is a non-existent agreement."
Inside the cave, seeing that Atropos stopped talking, Zeus smiled and then planted the seeds on the ground.
The next moment, the seed that absorbed the "price" of the God King took root and quickly grew into a tree. The only fruit grew on its top, and then the old arm plucked it, and the whole tree turned into dust.
"...As you can see, God King. I will bring it to Typhon, but it is up to him to decide whether to eat it."
After putting the fruit into her sleeve, Atropos turned around, glanced at Zeus who was still staring at the place where the tree disappeared, and then walked out of the cave.
"After that, we sisters will find a place to live on our own and will not disturb Olympus... But I advise you again, Your Majesty the God King."
"The price you thought you could avoid will have to be paid one day... and those who try to play with fate will also be played with by fate. This is an unchangeable truth, and even the God King is no exception."
The sound, like a night owl, gradually faded away, Atropos and her sister left, and with the departure of the goddess of fate, the cave became quiet again.
It seemed that he did not pay attention to the other party's warning for a while. It was not until a long time after the three goddesses disappeared that Zeus finally seemed to come to his senses and straightened his clothes.
He looked at the small pit where the fruit tree grew, the place where fate bore fruit, and then showed an expression that he didn't know what it was. He strode out of the cave, and the next moment, this cave that witnessed everything today turned into ruins amid the whispers of the God King.
"Haha, fate can't be played with... Of course I know that."
"But I am the God King... Atropos, and haven't God Kings always been played by fate?"
Three generations of God-Kings are all like this.
Since Zeus is destined to be in debt, it doesn't matter if the debt comes more.