Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 614: Shaking Off the Stars
The [Mirror of Spreer] is very powerful. As a high-level artifact in the [Space] realm, its power is enough to manipulate most true gods at will.

But its power is not that strong, at least when facing the great divine power, anything that does not also touch that realm is just icing on the cake and cannot play a decisive role.

It can even be said that even if the one holding a high-level artifact is another great divine power.

Unless there is a clear gap in strength between the two, it is difficult to easily restrain the other party's actions in the other party's home court.

Even as powerful as Hypnos, who could sleep with anyone he asked in the myth, had to be seduced by Hera and blessed by Aphrodite's belt to barely plot against Zeus when he was in a relaxed state.

Therefore, Ryan never planned to do it himself, nor did he plan to let the incarnation whose hard power was inferior to that of the God King do it.

Only the goddesses of fate, with their bond with Zeus, their unique status, and their special power, can make it impossible for the gods in the world to escape their influence.

Finally, an unexpected event happened that all the audience had not expected - their base camp was being attacked, but Zeus did not show up.

So when the void was torn apart by the violent force and the vast power filled the heaven and earth, the God King's mood was simply indescribable.

He never expected that just when he was trying to take a shortcut back to the sacred mountain, an unbearable memory happened to make him dazed for a moment at that moment.

And just at that moment of misstep, the ubiquitous space vortex happened to riot, and he was swept away to who knows where.

Zeus was furious when he realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't waste too much time here.

Therefore, he relied on the connection with Asgard and directly tore the space apart again.

But this time, he seemed to be in one of the forbidden places outside the world, and Niflheim, filled with eternal fog, was a little too close to the realm of time and space.

Then the evil power that was bound by the power of the "One Day Fruit" seemed to sense the original source and fluctuated slightly, forcing Zeus to suppress it quickly.

Eventually the fluctuations subsided, and the power of the One-Day Fruit was quite solid... But unfortunately, Zeus once again lost his way in the chaotic void.

Accidents happen again and again, but it seems like they are following a destined script.

No one did anything to him, it just happened at the right time and in the right place, and everything just fell into place.

His face was extremely gloomy, and he finally walked out of the torn space.

No communication, no harsh words.

Zeus knew that at this point, Lyanna would never stop.

Even though the Lord of the Spirit World has not yet revealed himself, the power of the Spirit World is being unreservedly poured into those two extremely powerful artifacts.

So he stretched out his hand, and the [Thunder Arrow] that was 'stolen' by Ares appeared on his left hand.

With a clench of his right hand, he held in his palm a divine hammer that seemed to have condensed endless light.

The arm swung down, and the hammer head collided with the tail of the "arrow".

The foreign artifacts collided with Chaos's artifacts, making a loud noise that resounded through heaven and earth.

The next moment, the brightest thunder in the world was emitted from here.

Even the two great artifacts hanging on the top of Mount Olympus at this moment cannot ignore the power it displays.

Rumble——!
The divine thunder fell, breaking the chains of order that were lingering around it.

Lines of words appeared on the ancient brass book, but it was not a divine weapon specifically used for combat after all.

Under Zeus's full force, the order woven by the Code of Creation was broken by him.

The huge thunder finally fell on the [Well of Samsara], causing a huge wave of violence.

Ding——~~~!

The well body vibrates, the forces of life and death circulate here, and the earth, water, wind and fire consume all things.

This devastating blow did shake the artifact of creation, but it was impossible to really damage it.

Unless Zeus can completely strip away all of his thunder, and then take back the part that was given to the abyss, and finally let them merge into one, condensing a symbol that belongs to him alone.

Otherwise the artifact of creation cannot be destroyed by the power beneath it, and Zeus's kingship is not good at destruction, damage, pollution and demise.

"Spirit world……"

Taking a deep breath, Zeus could see that his actions made sense, because in order to resist his attack, the speed at which the Well of Samsara absorbed souls was reduced.

If he had returned here at the beginning, he might have been able to mobilize the power of Asgard, one outside and one inside, to isolate the artifact from absorbing the soul.

Yes, the ancient gods are the masters of spirituality.

Even if I block your ability to absorb these souls, you can still extinguish the vitality of those who have not been tainted by divinity at the root and make them die.

But once it came to this, Zeus could easily claim that an evil god from outside the realm had destroyed the kingdom of the Olympian gods when he was unprepared.

He did not violate the covenant between God and man, but was a complete victim... But now it is different.

Asgard has been pierced, and the power of the interface is no longer stable. It is no longer able to resist the absorption of even part of the power by a creation artifact.

And once these souls are taken away, reincarnation is still good.

What if the gods of the spirit world transformed the souls of these believers into ghosts, and used the omnipresence of the spirit world to let them wander the earth, and even contact their families in their lifetime...

It was almost needless for the King of Gods to know that this would be a devastating blow to the faith of Olympus.

"call……"

Zeus stretched out his hand and tried to make a final effort.

He tried to draw on the power of Valhalla to fight against the Well of Samsara's absorption of souls.

This ancient artifact from foreign lands has extraordinary effects, and Odin has put a lot of effort into it.

But after a moment, Zeus's face became even uglier.

He suddenly remembered that not long ago, the biggest chess piece he left in Valhalla, the demigod hero Perseus who had "ascended to heaven in the flesh", had lost his body.

Including him, the remaining so-called heroes had not been able to escape, and those who stood on Perseus' side, who were actually the anchor points of Zeus' influence on Valhalla, had all been destroyed.

The one who destroyed them was none other than his own son Hercules; the one who helped him do all this was none other than the original second authority of Valhalla, the artifact enlightened by Athena, the goddess of victory Nike.

"My daughter...are you also here?"

"Did you foresee this day long ago and guess that I would eventually fight with the spirit world, or is this all just luck, stemming from your divine authority as the 'Lord of Victory'?"

Zeus didn't know, and it made no difference to him.

Because the fact is, when he personally handed Valhalla to Athena, the demigods who were supposed to check her authority also died one after another, and could only be controlled by this artifact in the form of heroic spirits.

Then as long as Athena doesn't intend to let go, he will no longer be able to control it.

“Very good…very good!”

"One or two of them are either useless or have ulterior motives."

"Father, is this how you felt back then?"

With a cold expression, Zeus slowly raised his head.

He looked at the shadow of the dark moon in the distance, and also at the souls of believers in Asgard that were constantly being absorbed.

"Forgive me, innocent lambs."

"You were my wealth, but now I have no choice but to do this." "If you want to blame someone, blame those who took you away... Haha, so what if he is the Lord of the Spirit World."

"You want to take back the soul that has fallen into my hands?"

“Don’t even think about it—!”

boom--!
He stretched out his hand and grasped it, and a strong wave spread out invisibly.

In an instant, the [Well of Samsara] that was originally absorbing souls paused slightly, and then strange blood-colored rays emanated from it.

At the same time, all the existing souls in Asgard trembled slightly.

A hint of blood-red light burst out from their spiritual bodies, making their expressions become weird and perfect.

Faintly, a crystal clear leaf flashed in their pupils.

Accompanied by howling sounds that no mortal creature could hear, their souls were instantly shattered and exploded into fireworks in the sky.

"How dare you—Zeus—"

"——Why wouldn't I dare!"

His face was expressionless, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. This was the price he paid for violating the covenant between God and man as a God King.

But it was better to break the contract with a group of petitioners than with all living beings; he promised them a heavenly life after death, and before he took action himself, hadn't they all received it?

Raise your hands slightly, as if embracing the whole world.

At this moment, Zeus no longer pretended to be fair and merciful, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

Thousands of years passed, he built the kingdom of God and absorbed the power of Typhon; he was corrupted by the Lord of Darkness when he first met him, and the gods under him all tried to take advantage of him.

In this case, no one would really think that he, Zeus, the king of all gods, the ruler of an era in the present world, had never thought about the risks to souls in the kingdom of God, nor how to use the power of the ancestor of evil?

The God King didn't know if there were such fools, but he himself was obviously not one.

"Goddess of the Dark Moon...as you can see."

"Your followers in the mortal world say that my Queen of Heaven is colluding with wizards to slaughter living beings... This is of course false."

"Because if she really did something like this, how could I not admit it?"

With a calm expression, Zeus let the blood drip from the corner of his mouth.

Vaguely, he had locked onto Lyanna in front of him.

"You're right. Mortals should solve their own problems."

"God's affairs should be resolved by you and me."

"Then come and deal with me now. I'll give you this chance."

"Of course, correspondingly... whether you can leave here depends on whether the respected Lord of the Spirit World is still in the world."

For thousands of years, every soul that entered Asgard, a country that was initially polluted by the dark master with the power of evil and eventually tried its best to expel it, would be cleansed by Zeus using his own divine power and another force.

If we parted in peace, with both sides, then nothing would have happened. You will have the opportunity to leave in the same way you came in.

But if an accident happens, even if Zeus kills them all with his own hands, he will never tolerate them becoming his enemies and stabbing him.

As for what kind of impact this behavior will have on the human world?
joke.

Just as he had not cared whether the Church of Silvermoon City knew what the wizards had done, the clergy of Silvermoon City did not care whether Hera had colluded with wizards and evil creatures.

The King of Gods knew that just as no one in the world remembered Typhon’s bravery and perseverance, as long as he could win in the end, no one would remember what he had done.

As a monarch, as long as you can win, any mistakes are not a problem.

And if he loses...

"God and father, that's what will happen to me."

The King of Gods has no way out, and Zeus has none either.

Behind him, the dissipation of billions of souls formed an altar invisibly.

As Chaos was the first to perform a "sacrifice", the first to sacrifice to the gods, and the only one who received a response from the world, no one understood sacrifice better than him.

So today, he stood here, waiting to see what state the Lord of the Spirit World was in.

If he doesn't come out, then this artifact that symbolizes the cycle will never return.

If he comes...

"For the stability of this world... this is a necessary sacrifice."

The God King spoke lightly.

At the same time, the starry sky above his head trembled slightly.

The next moment, the stars shone brightly, like fluttering sails and flags.

The power that was originally turbulent due to the violation of the oath suddenly became stronger than usual.

……

The starry sky is dark and deep.

Just before and after the God-King summoned the Hall of Valor in vain, a vast sense of purpose descended upon several star fields.

With a hint of helplessness in his eyes, Aether, the god of skylight, walked out of his temple.

He looked at the boundless territory that belonged to him and felt a little reluctant for a moment.

"What, you regret it?"

"No."

Shaking his head slightly, Aether did not show any majesty as a powerful god to his wife and sister, Hemera, the goddess of day.

After all, he knew that not only was the other party's innate priesthood stronger than his own, but the bond between his power and the star field was not as profound.

"Don't think too much about it."

"That living God King was so well prepared. No one expected him to be so cruel—cruel to others and even crueler to himself."

"Before the sacrificial ceremony ends, the great dark master doesn't want to fight him head-on... so let's fulfill the agreement."

She spoke slowly and the Daytime Goddess sighed softly.

To be honest, a cruel and cunning god like Zeus is simply an outlier among the gods. He is not at all like a god who is immortal and enjoys eternity.

Even those wizards who make big moves in the human world are really just like that.

So even though she didn't want to admit it, Hemera knew.

Even if she possesses equal power, if she were to face off against this God-King, the Goddess of Daylight would probably have to think twice and not make a decision easily.

(End of this chapter)