The hem of the skirt is slightly above the knee, and the scattered tassels sway in the wind.
Looking at the Gnome (a general term for ancient Egyptian city-states) on the ground in the distance, Isis admitted that this time she was able to encounter a foreign soul, it was actually more of luck.
Unlike Io, the princess from another world had some connection with her from the very beginning, and the mission given to Chaos by fate was to let her replace Isis.
So last time, she easily discovered the other party's arrival and took the initiative to cover up Io's traces. After all, unlike this soul whose half soul was born from Hemenu, the mortal princess of Pislach is a real alien. If she hadn't made a move secretly, I'm afraid the gods of Upper and Lower Egypt would have known about the existence of the alien world long ago.
However, although the result was good, it was this behavior that caused Ryan to misjudge it a little.
He thought Io had been discovered long ago, and that was why Ra knew about the existence of the outer world, so he only constructed half of Pallas's soul. Because Ryan didn't know that there was a tribe with the blood of Chaos in the world of Hermeneu that could be used as a basis for the soul to attach.
If I had known this earlier, perhaps I could have saved myself a lot of trouble.
"Well... give it a try."
Her eyes flickered slightly, and wisps of green light appeared on Isis's fingers.
She wanted to try to see if she could use the remaining [Life] authority in her body to directly shape a body for this soul that would not be rejected. If she succeeded, then she, the goddess of life of Hermeneus, might be recognized by Chaos.
"——Huh?"
"Why is this soul from another world being rejected by the fate of his own world?"
Her fingers were about to touch the illusory spirit, but the next moment, a warning sign of impending disaster flashed through Isis's mind.
It was as if her instruction would cause some irreversible consequences, and she froze there for a moment.
Perhaps because of the experience from the last time, or perhaps because Chaos's power was not dominant in the foreign land, Isis quickly discovered the root of the problem. This soul from another world did not seem to be recognized by his original world, at least not recognized as "alive". So if Isis really gave him a new life by herself, it would not only be a disaster for her, but it would also likely bring more terrible consequences.
For example, Chaos's fate wants him to die, but this is the territory of another world. If there is no possibility that fate will back off, He will most likely pour in more power regardless of the cost to break the barrier of the world.
It was obvious that the Hemenu World would not allow itself to be invaded like this and allow the power of another world to enter its body. No matter what He came to do, in this situation, He would definitely fight to the death...
"So, this is the plan of the gods from another world... Using a special soul that is not recognized by the fate of its own world, to provoke a more tragic and costly fight between the wills of the two worlds, compressing the conflict that might have lasted for tens of thousands of years into a thousand years... and in the process causing damage to the wills of the two worlds."
"No wonder he needs to reincarnate ten times - this is not only to wear away the traces of the other world, but also to make this collision last as long as possible. Because before the last life comes, the life in this other world cannot be considered to have truly completed reincarnation. He has only lived half, so the other world will continue to invest power and try to kill him. Until he is completely born, fate has to admit that the dead have come back to life."
Pursing her lips, Isis glanced at the soul and finally let go.
Unlike Io, this time she didn't dare to take action.
"Tsk, God's will..."
Looking up at the sky, at this moment, Isis just saw the sun slowly emerging from the end of the sky, but it seemed a little bit wrong.
It was still noon, but it felt like the sun was setting. However, looking at this scene, Isis just shook her head.
"Wisdom is truly the most precious treasure in the world..."
"Without it, even the existence of 'God's Will' will only be manipulated by others~"
Her eyebrows raised slightly, and with a flash of light, Isis's figure disappeared.
Pulling back, she dared not underestimate this god who could stand on the sun and overlook the world. No matter what tricks he was playing, as long as he had time to pay attention to the world, she would hide well.
I just don't know, when this world comes to an end, what will be the ending of this never-setting sun?
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Chaos, the North.
Several days had passed since Mount Olympus was breached and the gods fled in all directions - of course, this was only the time in Typhon's eyes.
Because of the chaos of time, different time wonders appeared in the entire world in a very short period of time. In some cases, hundreds of years passed in just a few days, and even longer years passed in the depths of the starry sky and at the end of the ocean. However, Typhon had no sense of this, because this change in time was caused by the conflict between fate and order, and it did not take effect on the King of Monsters.
So wherever Typhon passed, time passed as usual. It only remembered that it had been to many places and seen many lives in the past few days. It threatened every being it met to tell it how to kill the God King, but no one could give it an answer.
Then a black storm swept across the sky, but the vast starry sky was empty, and the star gods that were originally active in it had already hidden away. So Typhon, who had no patience, went to the sea again, but except for some unintelligent marine creatures, he could not find a sea god.
Now, it came to the desolate north again. The black wind that reached the sky destroyed everything along the way, and Typhon wantonly vented his anger. Until on a high mountain, he finally found a god with an old and terrifying face.
"Who are you? What do you rule over?"
The black storm gradually dissipated outside Mount Nisa, and dragon heads emerged one after another. The demon with a snake body, a human body and a dragon head looked at the old woman, and a huge voice resounded among the mountains.
"I am Atropos, the god of fate - or rather, his messenger."
"destiny?"
The dragon's head shook, as if it was pondering what this thing was, but then Typhon's eyes lit up again.
This is not an exaggeration, because black flames that could destroy everything really rose in the eyes of the King of All Demons, and instantly burned a big hole in Mount Nisa.
"I have heard of fate, a power that can threaten the God King! Then tell me, Goddess of Fate, how can I kill the God King!"
"I thought you would be more polite, Typhon, at least give Fate a courtesy—"
boom--
Atropos was cut off from his words by a wave of his giant claws. Typhon held the goddess of fate in his hand and watched her skeleton creak.
"Tell me how to kill Zeus, and I will kill you last. That's my courtesy to you!"
Bang--
With a casual throw, Atropos hit the mountain of Mount Nisa, and rocks flew everywhere.
The Goddess of Fate obviously did not expect to be treated like this. She even thought she had misunderstood Typhon's meaning.
"Ahem...what are you talking about, killing me last?"
"So you're saying that if I could really tell you how to kill the gods, you would kill all the gods, including me, and only kill me as the last one?"
"That's right. This world doesn't need immortal things." As if he had no idea how ridiculous his threat was and how confusing his logic was, Typhon's dragon head shouted, "So now, tell me how to kill Zeus, and I'll give you one last quick death!"
"…"
Atropos was somewhat speechless. Threatening an immortal god, trying to get a way to kill him, and the reward was to kill you last... Atropos didn't know what to say. If he hadn't come here for this in the first place, Typhon would probably never get an answer from anyone.
But it doesn't matter. It's easier to deceive a fool. I don't even need to find a reason. Shaking his head slightly, Atropos stood up from the ruins with difficulty and showed an ugly smile.
"Kill the God King, then you have found the right person. As the goddess of fate, I do have a way to help you kill him."
"I just don't know if you can afford the price."
"What's the price?" He asked first, but Typhon immediately danced wildly: "There is no price I cannot bear. Stop talking nonsense and tell me how the God King should die!"
The chaotic roar of hundreds of heads made it impossible to tell what they were trying to express, and it only made people feel upset. However, Atropos did not care. She just fumbled in her clothes with her trembling arms, and after a long time she took out something.
"Fate... Only fate can decide the life or death of the God King. You know that..." She held the object to Typhon: "I can't help you, but you can."
Typhon took it from Atropos's hand. It was a fruit.
It was rotten fruit - half of it was shiny and new, and the other half was dark brown as if it had been eaten by insects and decayed. Disgusting pus dripped from it, and it seemed to have some kind of corrosiveness.
But its taste was not like that. With Typhon's keen sense of smell, he could detect the tempting aroma of the fruit.
It goes straight to the soul and is irreplaceable.
"This is the 'One Day Fruit', the fruit of destiny... and the embodiment of the connection between you and Zeus. It can determine your fate, your life or death."
"us?"
Even a chaotic Typhon felt that this was a little absurd. A strange fruit could determine its fate?
"Yes, it determines your fate." Atropos smiled and pointed at himself: "Typhon, you have seen more than one god, right? Have you seen what they look like? Are there any of them who have such an old and ugly face like me?"
Typhon did not respond. He had indeed never seen it before. The goddess of fate in front of him seemed to be an exception. In front of him, Atropos continued, "This is backlash, Typhon!"
"The fate of the world was disturbed, and its backlash fell on me, turning into this kind of backlash. This is the blame of the world - and the God King also has a share in it. He devoured his wife Metis, trying to prevent the birth of a true god, and he actually succeeded. Pallas' fate was to be killed - you don't understand this, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, he needs to pay the price for it, and the punishment given by fate is this fruit."
"It is the 'One Day Fruit'. Anyone who eats it will have the power to completely defeat the God King within one day. Even the laws of the world will not interfere with you, but you only have one day."
"If you can't do it within one day... then you will pay an equal price. From now on, you will no longer be his opponent."
"Hehehehahaha…Okay!"
Hundreds of dragon heads laughed strangely. Typhon did not hesitate and swallowed the tempting fruit in one gulp.
But the next moment, black flames appeared again in the two hundred eyes, and they stared at Atropos as if they were looking at a dead man.
"This is the fate between you and Zeus, and also the duel between you and the King of Gods. Even if you eat it, you can't kill me."
Looking at the dangerous gaze of the Hundred-Headed Dragon Snake, Atropos knew what the other party was thinking. But she just shook her head and explained.
Then the next moment, several dragon heads rushed up and bit the body of the goddess of fate. Just like what Typhon had done to every god before, no matter how hard it tried, Atropos was immortal and even looked at it calmly.
"It's useless, Typhon. Go and do what you have to do. You only have one day... In fact, I thought you would eat the One Day Fruit after meeting Zeus."
"——No need, old man, who do you think I am?
"One day is enough. I am Ti! Feng, the king of all monsters!"
Boom!
Throwing Atropos onto Mount Nissa again, Typhon's dragon wings vibrated, lifting his huge body into the sky.
It gave up on dealing with the goddess of fate for the time being. Although it felt that the other party still had fruits corresponding to other gods, it still planned to deal with Zeus first.
The God King was the only one who posed a threat to him, and this could also verify the effect of the One Day Fruit. If it was successful, it wouldn't be too late for him to come again.
The black storm immediately went away, heading towards the former Corisian Mountains, leaving Atropos, bleeding profusely, lying in the ruins. After a long time, she climbed out of the pit.
"This kind of madman..."
"…He deserved to die."
Chapter 302: Resurrection
The black storm once again swept across the world, following its trajectory all the way south.
From west to east, from north to south, the black wind that blocked out the sun tore apart everything in its path. It didn't take Typhon long to reach the Corisian Mountains. However, it did not see Zeus here. Instead, it was greeted by an empty cave, as if mocking its arrogance.
So after an angry roar, Typhon sank the mountain, turning it into a plain, an inner lake, and a tunnel leading directly to the underground; the violent king of demons searched the sky and the earth, trying to find any trace of Zeus.
It stirred up the sea water, destroyed the palace built by Poseidon in the deep sea, killed countless marine creatures, and permanently shook the seabed; it overlooked the earth from high in the sky, destroying every life it saw, countless mountains disappeared, and cracks spread across the earth; it once again climbed Olympus and almost turned the entire sacred mountain upside down, but it still could not find any trace of Zeus.
Its speed surpassed that of all gods. In front of Typhon, who had dragon wings, even the fastest god could not match it. But a day passed quickly, and it still did not find Zeus, or even any other true god.
The God King was not found, but the sense of rejection from all things in the world became stronger. This was due to the nature of Typhon's power and its perverse actions. As it continued to destroy the material world without restraint, this sense of rejection continued to inflict on it, and even began to spread horizontally across the world.
The rules gradually began to take shape, flowing in a closer direction. The last time there was a similar change was when the eras changed... The great war between the primitive gods shook the foundation of the world, and eventually brought about the suppression of the laws that enveloped the world, but it was not so harsh after all, and it was just a taste. It restricted the gods, but it was not strict. It set standards for punishment, but the primitive gods were basically not affected by it. But this time, Typhon's behavior seemed to have touched the bottom line of the law again, and it was superimposed on Gaia's previous guilt of trying to shake the pillars of heaven - after all, Typhon was indeed the offspring of the Earth Mother.
As time went by, the night rose and fell, and the laws silently changed. At the last moment of the day, Typhon, who was angry but could not find anyone to vent his anger on, rode the black wind back to Mount Nissa.
Atropos was still alone on the top of a mountain, sitting among the broken rocks, but she had a pair of scissors in her hands, which she was holding with her wrinkled and spotted arms, constantly cutting invisible things in the void.
brush--
With a flap of his wings, wrapped in the black wind, the King of Monsters came to Mount Nisa for the second time.
"What are you doing, old man, where did you hide Zeus?!"
Furious, Typhon roughly grasped Atropos in his palm, and the black flames from his eyes continued to burn her body. The smell of burning came from the goddess of fate, but in front of the demon king, facing the sudden change, she just looked at the hundred-headed monster calmly, as if she didn't feel any pain at all.
Or perhaps Atropos had deliberately stayed here to prevent his future residence from being reduced to ashes.
"It's pointless, Typhon, you've already lost... You can't kill me, or even make me feel pain."
"You know, physical pain is far less painful than mental pain, and the damage you inflict on my body is not even as severe as the disturbance your existence has brought to the fate of this world. This backlash keeps me awake at night, but your destruction of my body will not."
"Perhaps destroying it will allow me to sleep well," Atropos said calmly, his pale eyes rolling up, "Since I was born, I have never experienced what sleep feels like."
"So you lied to me!" Typhon's dragon head roared, and the voices of hundreds of heads intertwined: "You lied to me, you don't have any way to kill the gods - you lied to me, I will make you live a life worse than death!"
"I may not be honest about the origin of the Dayberry, Typhon, but its effects are real. If I had concealed its effects from you, it would not have worked for you even if you had taken it."
Staring at Typhon with pale eyes without a trace of color, Atropos said calmly:
"It was you who didn't seize the opportunity. You were even unwilling to eat the next day fruit after meeting Zeus. You had a chance to defeat him, as long as you were careful, cautious, and wise enough - but this is not something you can do. You are not born to do it. Give up, Typhon. The outcome of everything has been determined. Surrender to the King of Gods. This is your best choice -"
Bang--
The second half of the sentence was interrupted, and Typhon directly pressed Atropos's head into her chest. The tenacious vitality of the gods still maintained the life of the goddess of fate. Typhon knew that he could not kill her, but he did not want to listen to the nonsense of this old thing anymore.
This was not only because of the restlessness that came from the bottom of his heart, but also because of the changes in the distance. Its ninety-nine heads turned to the south, where a familiar breath suddenly rose - that was the direction of Olympus, the place where he had searched repeatedly but never found anything.
At some point, the figure who had been defeated by him was riding the wind and thunder. The armored God King swept away the previous miserable scene. He held the artifact and pointed to the north. Five layers of clouds parted in front of him, and Zeus looked majestic and solemn.
At this moment, Typhon's confused mind seemed to understand something. This was a trap, and he was the beast in the net.
"Surrender, Typhon. It is over."
Standing high in the sky, Zeus didn't know where the gods who had fled from Mount Olympus were now, but he believed that they were probably watching the outcome of this battle.
"Pledge your loyalty to me, ancestor of demons - and I will show you a lighter sentence."
Roar!
"Zeus!"
With a loud roar, without the slightest hesitation, the moment he saw Zeus, violent power was released from Typhon.
What conspiracies, what traps, what fate, would it take seriously? If it did, it would not come to the earth, but would obediently listen to Gaia's teachings underground, waiting for the so-called "helpers" and waiting for the right "timing".
Now, the old guy had no idea where he was hiding. The whole world seemed to be against him, but he would not be afraid or hesitate. He was a demon of destruction, a mad monster. No matter what stood in his way, he would beat it first!
Boom——
A storm that covered the sky and the earth swept up and rushed towards the God-King. Following it, Typhon's roar resounded throughout the earth.
"Zeus... come!"
"I will either beat you to death or be beaten to death by you. There is no third option between us!"
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Not far from Mount Olympus, there is an unnamed valley.
With a soft moan, the girl-like spirit woke up from her confusion.
Everything was exactly the same as when she left, as if she was in a trance for only a moment. But Athena knew that something had definitely changed.
If it were other gods, they would probably think it was just an illusion or a loss of consciousness. After all, the power of the world is so great that even if the gods took it to the world of Hermeneus for a tour, they would not be aware of it. But there are always exceptions to everything, and Athena and Apollo are undoubtedly the two exceptions.
Needless to say, the God of Light, who was also being sent back to the realm, was falling to the ground, enduring the pain that went straight to the depths of his consciousness and the scars of his origin being torn apart. The pulling and tearing was not just pulling the body of the god. In the context of the collision of the two worlds, the actions of the foreign supreme god directly tore off part of his most fundamental power.
At this moment, Apollo didn't even have the energy to turn back into a human. He maintained the image of a bald, wingless black eagle. He was flying in the sky one moment, and was hit hard the next. Apollo didn't understand what happened at all, but he had to endure the consequences of this sudden change.
As for the former... At this moment, Athena only felt like she was dreaming, and something that had been weighing on her heart since she was born disappeared. The sense of relief from the soul made her very happy, and she subconsciously smiled.
But the dream did not end there. In that bizarre dream, she vaguely remembered that there was a blazing light approaching her. The light was so blazing that it seemed to burn her to ashes, but all the danger was firmly blocked by a figure.
"So, this was a precognitive dream?"
Athena's eyes wandered around, not knowing what she was thinking. However, the next moment, a loud noise from the outside world interrupted her thoughts.
boom--
The turmoil came from the north. When her thoughts were interrupted, Athena turned around suddenly.
She looked across Olympus and towards the direction where the loud noise came from. In the north of the continent, black wind and thunder collided, and the battle between the God King and the Demon Ancestor was going on.
It was as if everything he saw when escaping from Olympus was just an illusion, and Zeus had never been impaled on bones by Typhon and dragged to the top of the sacred mountain like a dead dog.
"Is there something wrong with time?... Let's go take a look."
"And the sun...if it is really a precognitive dream, then what does it mean?"
The feeling that the sun in the dream gave Athena was different from the one in the past, but dreams and reality are different, and the prophecy would not be so clear.
So after hesitating for a while, Athena chose to move closer to the place where the gods were fighting, but the path was a little closer to the starry sky.
If it was indeed a prophetic dream, then everything in the dream should have a metaphor. She should not be in danger, and the real trauma should be someone else. So from this perspective, perhaps the changes in the sun are a blessing for her rather than a curse.
…
"roar--!"
Typhon waved his claws, anger and unwillingness surged into his heart. Facing the thunder and lightning, just like last time, the King of Monsters rushed forward regardless of his own injuries.
Compared with before, Zeus holding the Thunderbolt seemed to be a little stronger, but for Zeus at this time, the once proud artifact was no longer so crucial to him. As his opponent, Typhon didn't care about this change at all, he just opened his bloody mouth and bit towards the God King.
tear——
There was the sound of flesh being torn, skin breaking, but what followed was excruciating pain.
Typhon was shocked and angry to find that one of his heads had been chopped off. Although the flesh and blood at the neck was still growing and a new dragon head would grow out in no time, it was still incredible.
It should have achieved victory easily, it should have torn Zeus into pieces again... Confusion and anger burned in his chest, and Typhon felt himself uncontrollable.
"Zeus!"
"And you, you bug, you dare to spy on me!"
Roaring in anger, Typhon suddenly noticed a tiny figure in the distance.
Like Athena, she was one of the gods who returned one after another, and among them, no one noticed that they had disappeared for a while.
The time sequence in the present world still seemed a bit chaotic. Although the gods did not know the reason, they naturally attributed it to the battle between the God King and the Demon Ancestor. It was also easy to understand that Zeus was defeated before and was fighting Typhon in the blink of an eye.
Maybe it was some conspiracy or scheme, a monster that emerged from some corner could easily defeat the God King, which was a bit beyond the gods' cognition. Now seeing Zeus's great power, many gods gave up escaping and tried to come to help the God King instead.
Then the next moment, a huge snake tail whizzed away and knocked the god of war Ares into the ground.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"This is what happens, bug!"
Confusion swept away, Typhon's will rose again. But opposite him, Zeus did not miss this opportunity.
"Typhon, how dare you be distracted in front of me!"
Thick lightning struck down from the sky, directly shattering two or three of Typhon's dragon heads, and then bombarding its body.
Zeus followed, and he seemed no longer afraid of close combat with Typhon, but took the initiative to rush forward.
Although he didn't like Ares very much, Typhon's behavior still made him furious. The God King seemed to have forgotten how he was defeated before. He only felt that he was full of strength at this moment, and nothing could stop him.
Boom!
"Typhon, for the sake of being the same descendant of the Earth Mother, please bow to me. No one can be high and mighty forever. It is not shameful to bow down temporarily. The hundred-armed giants are proof that I do not reject ugly monsters."
It was a head-on collision, but the one who retreated was the arrogant demon. Zeus' voice exploded like thunder, and for some reason, he did not rush to try to kill Typhon.
What a powerful demon! At this moment, Zeus, who had the upper hand, had other ideas. If such a demon could be used by him, what could the original gods do?
There was only one original god, and they had conflicts with each other, but Typhon and himself were two, so he could use this to form alliances, coerce and bribe, and eventually make the original gods obey the rule of the God Court. If he could really do that, Zeus couldn't imagine how much his [kingship] would expand.
However, it was obvious that this was only Zeus's idea, Typhon did not think so. In response to his persuasion to surrender, the only response was an increasingly fierce resistance.
"roar--!"
The severed heads slid to the ground, and new dragon heads emerged one after another. Looking at the arrogant God King, Typhon's eyes did not change at all.
Is such a scheming villain qualified to speak to it in this way?
"Bow your head? It's a lie from the gods."
"Besides, I am asked to bow my head... You are not worthy!"
Boom!
The war started again, the earth split in four pieces, and the underworld shook. Even though the laws tried their best to suppress it, the collision of great powers once again brought indelible scars to the world.
From the earth to the sky, traces of space tearing are everywhere... But this time, Typhon's decline is indeed difficult to conceal.
2024-05-25 Author: Deep Blue Waltz Chapter 303: Rise and Fall
boom--
"See, Typhon, you can't win."
The battle spread from the earth to the sky, and from the sky to the sea. The two gods wantonly vented their power. At this moment, they were the center of heaven and earth.
Unlike the brief encounter before, this time, the battle between the God King and Typhon lasted long enough for the gods to react. Zeus even deliberately made their battlefield pass through the places where different gods were, and it was almost obvious who was on the sidelines and who was willing to work for the gods.
The goddess of fire gave the king of gods a [guardian] from afar, Ares made the king of gods' fighting spirit strengthen his strength; the goddess of life tried to suppress Typhon's recovery, and Athena did not take direct action either, she just raised her spear and let [victory] choose who it should lean towards. Even the ocean god, who had always been at odds with the king of gods, finally came out from the bottom of the sea and mobilized the power of the sea to suppress Typhon.
When the King of Monsters was wreaking havoc on the world before, they had already hidden themselves away to avoid disaster, but now the gods did not mind helping. After all, the outcome was already clear, and no matter what their relationship with Zeus was, they were willing to do a favor at this time.
There were no friends, no allies, all the gods were standing against him, the sky and the earth were against him, even the mother earth that gave birth to him was nowhere to be found. Just like a stone monkey surrounded by a net, Typhon could only see his opponent. His blood fell like rain on the sea, and on his side was Zeus, who was getting braver and braver.
But it didn't care about this at all. Facing the God-King's persuasion to surrender, Typhon just responded with another roar.
No one knew what it was thinking, only its huge body dancing in the storm. One by one, its heads were cut off by lightning, but the remaining ones were still full of fighting spirit.
"Mad, stupid, stubborn!"
His expression was grim, and compared to the anger of being ignored, Zeus actually felt regretful.
His kingship ceremony is about to be completed. Once the twelve pillars are erected, all that remains is to continuously expand the scope of the concept of "kingship."
Even if we don't consider how suitable a fighter Typhon is, and even if this demon is unwilling to fight for him in the future, the mere fact that Typhon, who possesses great power, surrenders to him can bring huge benefits to Zeus' future.
But it doesn't want to...this madman doesn't want to!
It has a hundred heads, but it is no match for an ordinary mortal... Even if it is like those despicable unbelievers, even if they are full of lies without a trace of faith, at least they know how to judge the situation and fear death! This damn beast, when you eat the fruit of the day and find that you can't find the prisoners who should be in Corisian, you should know that the situation is over, you have fallen into a trap, and it is impossible to win!
"Damn monster..."
With the passage of time and the power of fate, Zeus could feel a steady stream of power being injected into his body. He could actually defeat his opponent, but he still made a final effort.
"Typhon, give up. You have been born too young and you don't understand the beauty of this world. Surrender! Submit to me! The gods enjoy eternal happiness with eternal life, delicious food and gorgeous clothes, beautiful women and fine wine. All the beauty in this world belongs to us. Isn't this good?!"
"roar--!"
This time, Typhon didn't even speak to him again - maybe he said something, but Zeus couldn't understand the demon's roar.
In front of him, all Zeus could see were Typhon's unyielding eyes - he finally realized that as long as this monster could still fight, it would never surrender to him.
"...Okay, since you don't want to drink..."
Endless lightning surged behind him, transforming into a huge lightning giant. At this moment, Zeus subconsciously imitated what his father had done.
But perhaps because of the difference in time, space and thunder power, the incarnation condensed by the God King is far less terrifying than the one at the turn of the era. He cannot carry the sun and the moon on his shoulders, and cannot cross the continent with a single hand, but he is still able to stretch out his right hand and press Typhon in the middle of the sea.
boom--
boom--
boom--
…
The next moment, the artifact was raised high, accompanied by loud noises, and the [Thunder Arrow] seemed to have turned into a giant hammer, treating Typhon as iron material and hammering it endlessly with the sea as an anvil. The lightning penetrated Typhon's immortal body, breaking its bones, burning its internal organs, and then it came back in resurrection.
Similar scenes, same participants, but the identities of the two people have been swapped. Zeus, whose limbs were broken not long ago, has changed his position, while Typhon, who has fought all over the world, has no power to fight back and can only struggle hard but in vain.
Did he become weaker, or did Zeus become stronger? On the sea, Typhon's confused thoughts did not have an answer, but he did not need an answer. The pain penetrated deep into his bones, but his will was still stubborn. This kind of beating aroused Typhon's ferocity. He was not really crazy. He also knew that Zeus wanted to recruit him. He knew better how luxurious and comfortable the life of the gods was. Now that the strong and the weak have reversed, the warning sign that has been hovering around him since his birth seems to have become a reality. If he persists, he will probably die.
Surrender... It seemed that some voice sounded beside Typhon's somewhat blurred consciousness. Surrender could avoid death. Even for its strength, Zeus would certainly take it easy on its guilt. As long as it was willing to contribute its strength at the right time, the God King would never be stingy with any enjoyment and glory...
"No."
With eyes wide open, Typhon looked at the giant that was continuously striking down. You want me to surrender, to be like those ridiculous gods, who clearly dislike you but still want to bow down to you? You are dreaming!
"Roar!"
Strength suddenly appeared from nowhere, and the North Sea was stirred and rolled endlessly. Zeus's hand was lifted up inch by inch. The God King was somewhat shocked. Even though most of the dragon's head was cut off, even though the power was being continuously absorbed by him, could this terrible demon still resist?
Zeus looked down, but all he saw was the head held high and the eyes burning with flames.
"The victor is the king and the loser is the bandit," Zeus held up the thunderbolt and said mercilessly, "If willpower is useful, then Prometheus should stand before me to claim his debt, and those mortals should attack the sacred mountain instead of struggling in the sea eye and sinking into death."
"He is like this, they are all like this, and you are like this too, you are all the same!"
Boom!
Lightning that penetrated the sky and the earth fell from the void, and the storm that had been lingering around Typhon was completely pierced.
Under the power of the God-King, its only remaining dragon head fell down like wheat, leaving only the last one, which was also its most core one.
Then, under the gaze of all the gods, Zeus stretched out his hand, pulled an island from afar, and pressed it down on Typhon.
As for this monster, the God King still hadn't figured out how to deal with it. Some of his promises were not easy to make in front of the gods, and he also had some concerns that were inconvenient to say, so he still wanted to try his best... Moreover, using the power of fate to kill such a demon god who was originally more powerful than him, in Zeus' heart, it was inevitable that he felt a little sad.
Last chance... Standing high in the sky, Zeus looked at the island below his feet and scanned the left and right with a grim expression.
I hope this damned beast can grasp his few remaining kindnesses.
…
Typhon sank to the bottom of the sea.
Zeus's real body did not follow him, but it no longer had the strength to move. Following the waves, the power that was once enough to move the four seas was now empty, which made Typhon a little uncomfortable for a while.
It saw a huge black shadow crashing down from above it, crushing its body underneath. That was the island that the God King had moved here, and it contained his divine power, as if it wanted to suppress this demon forever.
Of course, it was just an island. As long as its power was restored a little bit, it would not be able to suppress Typhon unless Zeus was in charge. So the demon monarch did not even look at it. It just sank in the sea and fell to a deeper place.
It was a little tired... but Typhon had no intention of giving up. It just quietly accumulated strength, waiting for the moment when it would be enough to break the island. However, at the moment when the island fell, accompanied by the rolling of the waves, the phantom of Zeus appeared in front of the King of Monsters.
He stood on top, and Typhon lay on his back below. But even though he was a loser, the King of Monsters still gave the visitor a look of contempt. He knew what the visitor wanted to say, but he didn't want to listen, and this attitude made Zeus frown again.
"Typhon, I don't understand. Aren't you afraid of death? Don't you want to live? Is there nothing in this world that interests you? We are not necessarily enemies. There are no eternal enemies in this world. You were just instigated by that crazy woman Gaia. You don't have to be so hostile to me."
Taking a deep breath, Zeus still didn't quite understand Typhon's psychology.
There should be no conflict between them. Although Typhon is the offspring of Gaia, Zeus does not think that the Earth Mother can allow such a crazy and selfish demon to be used by her.
So what on earth made it want to kill itself, and what made it not care about life or death? Was it simply a desire for destruction? Zeus couldn't figure it out, and he wanted an answer, but in front of him, Typhon just looked at him with disdain.
"…Tell me, Typhon, what do you want? What are you dissatisfied with? I am the God King of this world, the supreme ruler of the heaven, earth and sea. There is nothing in this world that I cannot give you. As long as you are willing to be used by me, except for my throne, we can discuss everything else."
He spoke in a deep voice. If the gods of Olympus heard these words, it would be enough to greatly reduce the prestige of the king of gods. He was not a victor at all, but a tyrant who ceded land for peace. But Zeus didn't care, because no god could see the conversation here. He just stared into Typhon's eyes, trying to see even the slightest hesitation in his eyes, but the result disappointed him again. All he could see was deeper contempt.
The other party looked down on him, from the beginning to now. With a nameless fire burning in his chest, Zeus could not help but say in a cold voice:
"...Typhon, do you think you can still succeed? From the moment you ate the One-Day Fruit, your failure is inevitable. If you persist now, what else can you gain except death?"
With his fist clenched as if he was holding something, Zeus had no way to deal with Typhon's stubbornness, so he finally made his final threat.
The power of fate lingered around him. Although the monster's immortality was as strong as the branch that pierced Erebus's palm, and although Typhon was not immortal in theory, Zeus could not kill it with his own strength alone - but he still had fate.
If he wanted, Yiguo could help him achieve his goal. He could kill this monster once and for all, crushing all its will.
"Heh, is this the God King? Another puppet."
There was no fear, no retreat. Feeling the death that was just around the corner, and looking at Zeus who was clearly threatening it but still had expectation in his eyes, Typhon smiled happily.
It knew that Zeus didn't understand it, but it didn't intend to let him understand. For a being that was born as a tool, it just wanted to do whatever it wanted.
It was born knowing, but unlike the Titans, what Typhon "knew" came from his blood and his own power. So the content he could read was only related to the source of these powers. It knew the existence of the Mother Tree, the Supreme One who saw it as a tool to spread power; it knew the existence of the Earth Mother, the first life it saw after its birth, the god who saw it as a revenge thug; it also knew the fate that originally belonged to Typhus, which was the reason why it could come to the world despite having the power of the Outer Gods - that fate was to become a defeated general of Zeus and demonstrate the bravery of the God King.
Until now, another person stood in front of me, wanting me to do things for him. I was just a lackey of fate, but this so-called God King actually tried to convince me to surrender to him.
Why...
Why?
Why!
Just because you were born as Zeus, you can rule the world, and I was born as Typhon, so I should be stepped on by you? If this is the order of this world, then let Him kill me personally!
Amidst the laughter, Typhon's power began to recover, and the dragon head grew again on the ninety-nine tumors. It was so open and honest, and so unconcealed. The God King clenched his fists, and the power of fate boiled up as never before. In this boiling invisible force, the old voice of Atropos came out.
"Zeus... think twice. Typhon's fate should not end here. It should also be immortal - it's just that some force changed this outcome, but it shouldn't be killed by you here. I don't know what will happen if you kill it, but it's definitely not what you want."
"But I have no choice, Atropos. If it is willing to give itself a chance, then I will definitely accept it with pleasure."
Zeus raised his hand and looked at the King of Monsters below with an expressionless face. How could he have thought of going this far? However, in front of him, the God King only saw dragon heads growing one after another.
"You will be my stepping stone... You will bring me prestige. You will be used as a joker in the stories of mortals and as a topic of conversation by the gods. The world will only know that I, the king of Olympus, suppressed the brutal monsters here and saved all living beings from the demons who wanted to destroy the world. This is the only truth."
"Typhon, is this what you wanted?"
"Oh."
With a disdainful sneer, Typhon raised his dragon head and began to mobilize strength in his body.
The island that was pressing down on him began to shake, cracks appeared all over it. Mixed and overlapping sounds echoed in the deep sea, and the will of the demon lord never wavered.
"Do you think you've won? Today it's me, tomorrow it's you... Zeus, those who fawn on fate will never be able to fight against it!"
"Come, Zeus, come and kill me! This is just the beginning! My death is not the end. From now on, 100,000 years later, this world will remember my name. I am the King of Monsters, Typhon!"
…
On the sea, a small island that had just appeared experienced a violent earthquake, red light shone through the cracks, and magma erupted from the mountains.
Standing high in the sky, under the gaze of the gods, Zeus lowered his head. He seemed to vaguely see the look of contempt for him, but this time, he did not hesitate.
The palm fell, and with the sound of thunder, all the sounds stopped. However, Zeus had no expression on his face, because he knew that the life and death of Typhon was just the beginning, and the impact it brought would never end.
Maybe it's just as it said... In the next hundred thousand years, whether all living beings like it or not, they will be forced to remember the name Typhon.
Chapter 304 Bloody Day
The arrogant demon king is dead. His rise was rapid, and his fall was sudden. Under this nameless island, Typhon is buried here, and there is no doubt about it.
When fate denied its existence and the power that created it no longer intended to maintain it, this most powerful demon in history was destined to fall, it was just a matter of sooner or later.
However, flying over the island, Zeus was also very clear that although he killed Typhon, the power of fate was only aimed at the demon named "Typhus". In addition, apart from the power he absorbed, which was judged by fate to be enough to make him and his opponent change their strengths, the remaining essence that originally belonged to Typhon would not disappear out of thin air.
They spread out in a way that Zeus could not quite understand. Under this sea area, which was later called the Tyrrhenian Sea, a steady stream of power was seeping outward, becoming an indispensable part of this world.
As the king of gods, Zeus has sensed the will of the law. He does not want to see this phenomenon continue, and it is Zeus's job to solve this problem.
"…So this place still needs a seal, and someone needs to be here to guard it. Not only here, but also on the earth."
His eyes flickered, perhaps because he also mastered some of the power from Typhon, Zeus had a glimpse of the direction in which some of this power was overflowing.
They separated from the dead demons, and then gathered towards the still 'living' lives... The limbs that Typhon dropped all over the world during the war were their targets. If they were not contained, the earth would probably be devastated once again.
Although many mortals died because of Typhon, most of them were accidental injuries. After all, the King of Monsters would never focus on humans, but these lives that inherited his power might not be the same. In order to prevent the source of faith from suffering too many casualties, Zeus thought it would be better to make plans early.
It just so happened that he stayed here to try to seal Typhon's body, and the gods also had a chance to show their presence.
"The ringleader is dead."
With a stern expression, Zeus shifted his attention away from the island beneath his feet and glanced at the gods.
"So what's next——"
The voice stopped abruptly, Zeus looked up suddenly, and the gods also felt the changes in the sky and looked up one after another.
The scorching sun was still hanging high in the sky, as if no different from the past...but for some reason, when the gods saw it, it seemed as if they saw a human face smiling at them.
"——When? Where's Helios? Where did he go?!"
The sun's changes were not something that could happen overnight. Zeus even felt that the nature of the sun's rays had changed.
There is a certain power contained in it, and any life that is illuminated by it will be subtly influenced by it... and Zeus is very familiar with this power.
"Outer God!"
Zeus took a step forward and wanted to reach the starry sky, but the next moment, the quiet island under his feet stopped him.
He could sense that if he dared to leave here now, he might be able to solve the problem of the sun, but the power after Typhon's death would be completely out of control and would pollute the entire world with the North Sea as its center.
Turning around and looking at the gods, they were the only ones who could go and solve this trouble. However, under the gaze of the King of Gods, the gods all lowered their heads.
The sun and the sun god cannot be confused. If it was Helios who changed, they would dare to fight him, but it was the sun that changed...
"Zeus, I'll go."
"I'll go."
Two voices sounded almost at the same time, and Hestia and Athena looked at each other.
The goddess of fire was a little surprised. She had always thought that her nominal niece did not have a good relationship with Zeus, but she did not expect that she was willing to stand up and share the worries of the king of gods.
"You should all have some sense of the nature of the power in sunlight. I am the goddess of wisdom, and it cannot affect me, so I am the most suitable candidate."
Seeing Hestia's gaze, Athena smiled and stated her reasons. Zeus, standing aside, made a prompt decision.
"Then go ahead, Athena. I believe you can solve this problem - at least temporarily stop the sun's rays from spreading. But what about Apollo?"
Glancing around, the King of Gods did not see his son. This mission would have been much easier with the help of the God of Light, but Apollo did not show up. However, the situation was urgent and Zeus had no time to look for him. The King of Gods just snorted coldly and then ordered:
"The chief culprit is dead, but the impact it brought is still lingering. Go to the earth and wipe out the demons left by Typhon. When everything is over, I will celebrate for you on Mount Olympus."
…
Starry sky, ecliptic regions.
It was only a few days for the gods, less than a month for Zeus, but it was a long time for life on earth, and even more so for the starry sky.
With the return of the gods and the fall of Typhon, the wonders of time caused by the disorder of the laws gradually faded, and the time sequence of the entire world gradually returned to normal. However, at the same time, the changes in the sun finally came to an end.
Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, when Typhon died, his power was scattered. The part belonging to the Earth Mother gave birth to many non-god but rational lives, and the power belonging to the Mother Tree naturally gave birth to more evil things. But the most powerful among them was none other than the sun hanging in the sky itself.
[Ancient Evil · Corona of the Fallen], it is gradually resurrecting from a dead object, with its own chaotic thoughts and will. The sapling growing on the back of the celestial body has grown into a towering tree, and a constant stream of power is being absorbed from the void. Although the sun's ability to bear is close to the upper limit, the power it absorbs has not weakened at all.
Those that the sun cannot absorb are spread to the world through its rays: the earth, the starry sky, the ocean, and even some small worlds attached to the present world.
Most of the interfaces derived from the fragments of the Nine Realms did not have their own light bodies. They just rotated with the sun and moon in the material world, and they did not even have life. So now, the power of the outer gods invaded their bodies along the light of the sun - or perhaps it should be said to be "returning". After all, their predecessors were the Nine Realms, and the predecessor of the mother tree was the sacred tree that supported the Nine Realms. They had an inseparable relationship, and now they were just returning to the past.
At the core of the sun, Helios no longer had a fixed form. Thorns extended from his body, pulsating like a pulse. If the sun was a person, he was like its heart. Countless powers flowed through the sun god's body, and then became in accordance with the requirements of the rules under the "processing" of his divine duties.
"Is this a failure? Ha, how ridiculous. If I had such a powerful force, how could I have ended up like this?"
Although they were in the starry sky, Typhon's disaster did not escape the observation of Helios, or in other words, most of the gods in this world could see it all.
Helios saw more of Typhon's power, Typhon's cruelty, his successes and failures than even any other god.
At least he knew Typhon's background and the similarities between their powers.
"If I had such power... why would I have been imprisoned since birth? How dare Kronos force me? Monsters are monsters. They don't know how to judge the situation at all."
"What's the point of all you've done? No one will understand you, no one will praise you, and even the things you've done will be distorted and rewritten. You will become the original sin that attempts to destroy the world, your victory will become the scheme of sinister and cunning people, and your failure will become a medal that highlights the wisdom and strength of others. Mortals will celebrate that the great God King will eliminate you from the world, thereby achieving his fame and prestige."
"The most important thing is..." Helios sneered and looked at the divine light flying from the sea: "You are dead, so everything is finalized. The gods are immortal, so they always have a chance to turn the tables, but you don't."
"Just like now... I can't fight the world alone, but so what? As an immortal true god, I will always wait for my time - such as the next era change, when the God King loses his throne?"
The deep voice echoed in the sun, and Helios felt that he had said too much. He actually understood that it came from his envy and unwillingness.
He envied Typhon for being much better than him at the beginning, but he was unwilling to see it end like this. Seeing such a being fail in the end, Helios felt a little sad for its misfortune and angry for its lack of fighting spirit, but then he felt that his emotions were inexplicable. It was just a demon, just a madman. What it did had nothing to do with him. Moreover, even until the moment of death, Typhon's power was still beyond his reach.
"…"
Helios thought about it and looked at the earth, where countless powerful lives were born because of Typhon's death.
Hundreds of giant dragons were born from its fallen dragon head, and nine giant snakes were born from its broken snake body; monsters with lion heads and goat bodies, creatures with sphinx bodies and human faces, they uphold a more orderly force and are now fleeing in all directions, with no thought of revenge for Typhon.
But at the same time, among the lives born from Typhon's death, there are more evil creatures that carry the power of the Outer Gods. The flesh and blood he left in the starry sky corrupted an ancient celestial body, and as the power after death spread, this star is evolving into the [Ancient Evil·Death Omen Star]; the lives that Typhon accidentally killed are countless, and their flesh and blood piled up together, aggregated and distorted under the power of the Demon King, and gradually evolved into the [Ancient Evil·Flesh Corridor].
The flames burning in Typhon's hundred eyes did not go out. They transformed into [Ancient Evil·Eternal Demonic Flame]; and the black storm that originally swirled around Typhon was activated by the power from the mother tree at its root, turning into [Ancient Evil·Wind of Burning World]... They inherited Typhon's power and his indelible immortality, and they did not flee like those somewhat rational monsters. On the contrary, these evil creatures became violent because of Typhon's death and began to frantically destroy everything around them.
In the starry sky, Helios could see that in addition to Athena coming towards him, there were more divine lights flying towards where they were, trying to stop them from harming their believers.
This was just on the earth. The sun god could feel that the changes in the underworld were more drastic. The reason why the gods of the underworld were so quiet from beginning to end was because they were simply unable to take care of themselves. The power of the mother tree was being released there without any scruples. Although with the death of Typhon, part of its anchor point with the material world was temporarily cut off, this was obviously only temporary.
As long as His power spreads in the material world, one day He will be able to find a way to bypass the shackles that block the surface of Niflheim, and even come to this world in person.
"It's a mess."
Shaking his head, Helios retracted his energy. At this moment, Athena was getting closer and closer, and he was a little curious.
According to the prediction of the Sun God, he might be sealed by the God King, but he is only the God King. But how can this goddess of wisdom dare to fight against the fallen sun?