Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 587: The Queen's Garden

The silver light rises and penetrates into the gap between the starry sky and the human world.

On the Star Shuttle, looking at the ruins of Mount Odilus, which were still huge and boundless even when viewed from the sky, Hercules suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion.

Time passes and the years are mottled.

No matter how glorious, great, and sacred your civilization is, it will eventually succumb to the eternity of time.

So is the golden human, so is the Father of Heaven and the Mother of Earth, and so is the God-King who once dominated Mount Oulds.

"And what about Zeus..."

"When will his rule end?"

"And when that day comes, will he accept it calmly, or will he struggle unwillingly?"

There is no answer, after all, the future is the most unpredictable.

Withdrawing his gaze, the great hero controlled the Star Shuttle and continued to move westward.

Thanks to this alchemical artifact from Silvermoon City, without it, the group might not have even reached Olympia.

His next target was the garden of Queen Hera located above the West Sea.

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"Dionysus, do you know anything about the Queen of Heaven's garden?"

On the way, Hercules broke the peace when he saw his partner who was worried.

Before leaving Mount Oldes, as the great hero destroyed the Sphinx, the god of the west wind who was responsible for issuing the mission finally arrived, albeit late.

However, under the gaze of the Eye of the Caucasian Condor, Hercules unexpectedly discovered that the person who came this time did not seem to be Zephyrus himself.

He didn't care too much about it and just watched the other person's performance silently.

It was not until the last step, when the other party announced the next task, that the hero was actually a little surprised.

Stealing the golden apples in the orchard behind the sky was exactly the same as his original goal.

But since that was the case, there was no need for him to refuse.

They agreed immediately and both parties were very satisfied with it.

But from that day on, Dionysus seemed a little conflicted.

"He probably got some extra tasks. To be more precise, he asked you to do something."

"However, after traveling together for such a period of time, this young man can no longer use you without batting an eyelid - or maybe he has never had this ability."

"Anyway, it's up to you how you want to solve it. I'm only responsible for helping you solve some of your doubts."

The foresighted Titan told him this, so Hercules chose to face the problem head on as expected.

Sure enough, when he asked the question about the 'Garden of the Queen of Heaven', Dionysus seemed to relax a lot as if he had finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well... of course I know... I mean, I've seen it in the books I've read in the past."

"Hercules, by the way, do you know anything about the golden apple tree?"

"I have heard."

With a slight nod, the hero expressed his understanding.

"It originated from the [Seed of All Things] in the [Vase of Life] and took root and sprouted in the hands of Mother Earth."

"The Supreme Being that symbolizes [life] watered the Supreme Being that symbolizes [plants], and eventually produced a treasure that even the gods could hardly see. This is the golden apple tree that I know of."

"But as far as I know, the apple that the Queen of Heaven has doesn't seem to be a real golden apple. It is a branch that was once given to the three brothers of the God King by the Earth Mother."

"The hundred-headed dragon Ladon, son of Typhon, guards there. He was subdued by the gods and guards Hera's garden forever."

"good."

Nodding in agreement, Dionysus hesitated for a while before finally speaking:

"You're just wrong about one thing."

"Ladon, the hundred-headed dragon, has never been conquered by the gods."

"Or rather, nothing in this world can conquer it. The story about it has been a lie since the beginning."

"That day, Typhon fell, and the gods hunted down his descendants across the earth. Ladon was originally just an ordinary member of the group, but at the moment when the first demon ancestor died, he, like his brothers, received the legacy from the source of his bloodline."

"From that moment on, the gods were no longer its rivals. It roamed the earth freely. Even all the gods of Olympus combined could not defeat it. This was not because its strength was truly unmatched, but because it was too similar to the former King of Monsters."

"If Typhon is the hundred-headed dragon snake, then the nine-headed Hydra is its immortal body, and Radon is its immortal wrath."

"It did not inherit any special abilities from its father. It only inherited Typhon's rage against fate and rules."

"Thus, by some unrepeatable coincidence, this powerful demon transformed this anger into its own special power, and possessed an ability that all gods envy and fear - circumventing the suppression of the laws of the world."

"The human world has since become its home ground. Even on the land where the laws are most strictly suppressed, it can still exert power comparable to that of a true god. And far out in the sea, its power is even more powerful."

"As one rises, the other falls, and the strong and the weak change places."

"As long as it doesn't set foot on Olympus crazily, the gods will have to make way for it - until that day, the King of Gods takes action himself."

"No one knows why he singled out Ladon. Perhaps it was because he was dissatisfied with Typhon for repeatedly refusing to surrender, or perhaps it was for some other reason."

"In short, under the power of the King of Gods, Ladon was finally defeated. He could not resist the might of the King of Gods, and was finally imprisoned in Hera's orchard forever as a gift to the Queen of Heaven."

"This violent prisoner is an unstoppable madman. He indiscriminately kills any creature that dares to set foot in his territory, which in turn protects the safety of the place."

"So as time went by, the prisoner became the overseer of the garden in the singing of poetry. No one knew the reason except the gods and itself."

Chanting like poetry, Dionysus tells the legend of the hundred-headed dragon.

In front of him, Hercules frowned slightly. Hearing this, he probably guessed what the other party was going to say.

Apart from the fact that he also wanted to obtain the golden apple, the God of West Wind probably did not expect him to complete the task when he assigned him this task.

After all, a great demon who can display divine power in the human world, and even more so in the sea, is almost impossible to defeat. This has nothing to do with will and confidence.

Perhaps outsmarting is his only way, and the gods have already arranged this smooth path.

"Ladon, the Hundred-Headed Dragon, sounds terrifying and difficult to fight against."

The great hero asked, his expression unchanged.

"So Dionysus, what do you think about this?"

"……certainly."

Nodding, Dionysus said in a deep voice:

"In all the world, no man or god can defeat Ladon."

"Except for the God King and the original gods who coexist with the world, the Hundred-Headed Dragon is an invincible existence."

“But if you want to get the apples from the orchard in heaven, it is an unavoidable guard.”

"Fortunately, nothing in the world is absolute. There is a god who has been given extra tolerance by the law because of a special duty."

Turning and walking to the head of the Star Shuttle, Dionysus looked at the distant land beneath his feet.

Although this was guidance from the Father God, it would not do any harm to Hercules... the young god convinced himself.

He didn't want to hurt his friend, just like he didn't want to see Amon's death. "You know... if Ladon is the only demon who can show the power of God in the world, then he is the only divine who can exercise the power of God."

"The end of the sky, the edge of the sea."

"Hercules, the hero who killed the five great demons, you are so wise that you should have guessed it... Even children in the human world have heard his myths from their parents."

"Yes, I have heard of him."

He nodded calmly, of course the great hero knew him.

The only being who can display the power of God in the world, the ancient Titan god, the vanguard general of the second generation of God-King, [The Sky-Bearer] - Atlas.

"Yes."

"If it's him, no matter how strong Ladon is, he will never be his opponent."

Looking through the shell of the Star Shuttle, Hercules looked towards the western end of the earth.

At a far enough distance, everything appears blurry...except for the giant shadow that holds up the sky.

Atlas, son of Iapetus and brother of Prometheus.

He bears the symbol of one third of the sky, so the laws of this world have never applied to him. Even the violent Poseidon, the king of the sea, has never offended his dignity.

So, is that the case?

Some people want him to meet the Sky-Supporter and get something or an answer from him. After all, he has been standing here as a Titan for too long, and the world of Chaos does not need an old god who looks at Olympus on an equal footing.

"I see."

There was a moment of silence, and the great hero just spoke slowly.

"Atlas, the Sky-Bearer, the Titan who controls the [Power], I have had a spiritual connection with him for a long time."

"Since this trip is bound to involve his presence, I will go see him in person."

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wow...

Wow…

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In the west of the earth, endless waves rise and fall.

The River that Rings the World is far away from here, and the Sea God is unwilling to approach here.

Carrying the sky on his shoulders and the sun and the moon above his head.

For thousands of years, like a statue, Atlas stood at the end of the sky, always silent.

Following his gaze, the shadow of Olympus faded into the shadow of the remains of the ancient sacred mountain, just as the shadow of the Titans haunted the newborn temple of gods.

Next to Atlas, there was a tall copper pillar connecting the sky and the earth.

The extremely azure spiritual light rose from the bottom to the top, while the pure blue sky light covered and fell.

The two finally intersected in the middle of the bronze pillar, bursting out with a brilliant light that mortals could not see.

The sky and the sea, two huge forces that could condense a great symbol, collided here. With that tiny figure as the end point, they offset each other's accumulated mania.

Hanging in the western sky, Triton had no idea how much time had passed.

Even though the brief fury during the Typhon Rebellion disrupted Chaos' time sequence, causing the time between the starry sky, the ocean, and the land to no longer be unified, his sentence was still not over.

Day after day...month after month...suffering in agony, Triton had long forgotten how far he was from freedom.

He only knew that he went from wailing to cursing, from cursing to silence, from silence to praying, and from praying to despair.

Time and time again, year after year, no one ever paid any attention to him.

It was as if he had been forgotten by the world, and here was his coffin.

……

wow...

Tread.

Step on the sea and feel the water washing over your toes.

With an expressionless face, Pandora walked silently on the West Sea, dragging her black skirt.

The giant god is as big as the sky and as big as the earth, and the bronze pillar is so high that its top cannot be seen.

By her side, Gaia went somewhere unknown, and only Epimetheus was with her.

Tread.

"So... my dearest husband, respected latecomer, the child of Titan God - as you can see, is he the target of my trip, Triton, the son of Poseidon?"

"Excuse me, but I don't feel anything superfluous in him... be it a disaster or any other superfluous existence."

The voice was indifferent, seemingly questioning, but in fact there was no trace of emotion from beginning to end.

Pandora stood quietly on the sea, like a corpse.

And beside her, Epimetheus just smiled.

Like Pandora, he couldn't do anything right now.

"Yes, it's him, Triton, the son of Poseidon."

"Once upon a time, you were the instigator of human disaster, and he was the executor of the destruction of bronze."

"As for his father, Poseidon, the god of the sea and the earth-shaker who controls tsunamis, storms, and earthquakes, he is the closest god to natural disasters in Chaos."

"According to the original order, Mother Earth wanted you to pretend to be a mortal who fell into the water due to a shipwreck, so as to gain the favor of the Sea King - but he is no longer here."

"He has fallen into the abyss and is unable to even perform his divine duties... So the only person closest to him in the world right now is Triton, who is suffering endless hardships."

To those who later realized that letting his nominal wife seduce Poseidon was as common as letting a dog bark at humans.

Looking up at the tall bronze pillars, Epimetheus felt the majesty and power of the ancient gods.

A thousand years, or ten thousand years?

He doesn't remember, but Tongzhu remembers.

It is soaked in the blood of the son of Poseidon, intertwined between the sky and the sea, and even after years of wear and tear, it has been able to separate a trace of the image that supports the sky.

If he wanted to get Triton, this bronze pillar was also an unavoidable step... Silently, Epimetheus looked back at the sky.

Before coming, the earth told him that a person who was favored by fate and carried the will of the God-King would come here.

She didn't care whether the process was difficult or not, she only wanted the final result, which was to let Pandora take away everything from Triton.

"Oh...what a good idea."

"But Mother Earth... I don't know whether you have found back the wisdom you lost and are dancing on the edge of a knife, or whether you have already been covered in wounds and are only relying on the world's favor to save your life?"

"I may not know, but you... should know."

Continuing to smile, Epimetheus looked towards Pandora.

"Come on," he said with a smile, "start building... this stage is yours."

(End of this chapter)