I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 161 The Divergence of the Gods

The underworld has always been the last resort and shield for a pantheon.

Even if a god's physical body perishes, their immortal soul can still exist in the underworld.

At the same time, the underworld is also an important way and means for gods to collect faith.

However, in this exiled universe, they have no roots.

Although their mythology still circulates on Earth, there has never been a true trace of their existence on this land.

They are the first and only pantheon to awaken here.

This is entirely thanks to the efforts of the mother goddess Gaia.

"anyway."

"We must not forget the instructions of our Mother Goddess Gaia. Let us not forget the mission we bear."

Zeus's eyes were closed, his brows etched with deep weariness and helplessness. His voice was low and hoarse, breaking the silence.

"Zeus, stop deceiving yourself!"

Poseidon gripped his trident tightly, his metal knuckles turning white from the force. He abruptly stood up, his deep blue pupils filled with terrifying bloodshot veins, the psychological shadow left by that crushing defeat still lingering in his heart.

"You know better than anyone what kind of being we're facing! It's an Ancient God!"

"They are gods above gods, existing since the beginning of the universe! They are beings on the same level as the mother goddess Gaia!"

"Even if their original strength might have been slightly inferior to that of the Mother Goddess, countless long years have passed, and their power has long since grown to a level that we cannot match!"

He waved his arms excitedly, the trident slicing through the air and creating a chilling gust of wind: "We paid an unimaginable price to barely escape that hopeless time loop."

"Are you trying to push us all back down again?! Look at this universe!"

"Vast, silent, free from the conflicts of other pantheons—this is a universe without those terrifying beings! It could very well become our eternal sanctuary!"

The wails of the gods still seemed to echo in his ears, and the image of even the mighty Odin being easily destroyed like tearing paper remained a haunting nightmare for him.

He never wanted to face Ragnarok again, a time of utter despair.

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Zeus suddenly opened his eyes, lightning flashing in his pupils. He opened his palm, and a dazzling golden lightning snake appeared out of thin air, leaping and roaring in his palm.

The sky above the Pantheon suddenly changed, with thick dark clouds gathering instantly and thunder rumbling, as if the heavens were raging.

"Are you going to desert, Poseidon!"

"Zeus!"

The voice of Queen Hera rang out at the right moment, trembling slightly, as she tried to calm the tense atmosphere.

"Poseidon's words may be unpleasant to hear, but they are not without reason."

"Faced with such an opponent, we truly saw no hope of victory."

"In the face of those beings, even gods of the Heavenly Father level are as fragile as paper. The new gods are like leeks they have cultivated themselves, waiting to be ruthlessly harvested when they are ripe."

She took a deep breath, suppressing the surging fear within her: "Asgard, Takamagahara, the Egyptian pantheon—weren't they all once incredibly powerful and awe-inspiring? But what became of them?"

"They were all destroyed with ease. We did try to resist; we even attempted to intervene in Asgard's fate, altering the catalyst for their Ragnarok, but what did that change?"

"That monster that was suppressed beneath the Sea of ​​Stars in Asgard, hasn't it still risen again?"

"It slaughtered the gods like mowing grass. You saw it clearly back then; even the celestial beings who guarded the divine kingdom were torn to shreds like paper in front of that monster."

"That monster is a weapon they specifically bred for the purpose of killing gods!"

Hera's voice grew louder, filled with barely suppressed fear: "You know all too well how powerful Odin is, wielding the Spear of Eternity! He is a power comparable to yours!"

"But what happened to him when he faced that monster?"

"They were torn to shreds in just a few exchanges! After the fall of the gods, the prison of time reopened, and we watched helplessly as everything was reversed, the very essence of the gods was ruthlessly harvested—have you forgotten that scene?!"

"Even the Mother Goddess Gaia could only barely send out the souls of our lineage. Isn't that enough to illustrate the seriousness of the problem?"

She almost screamed at the end: "In that time-space prison, a completely new Greek pantheon, devoid of any of our memories, has evolved once again!"

"Their fate won't change at all! We finally escaped this cage, why should we go back to our deaths?!"

"I agree with Hera and Poseidon's views."

Hades, who had been silent all along, finally spoke, his voice low and cold.

"The Mother Goddess sent us out to find a glimmer of hope. But we all know in our hearts that we are just a pawn in the Mother Goddess's game, an insignificant stake."

"Even if we don't go back, the Mother Goddess will most likely not target us. But if we do go back—the outcome will inevitably be utter annihilation!"

"you----"

As Zeus looked at his brothers, sisters, and children, who had once been unruly and arrogant, now mostly shrouded in fear, a look of bewilderment and sorrow flashed in his eyes.

When did the Olympian gods begin to show such a cowardly expression?

"Ha, that sounds very high-sounding."

"They're just a bunch of cowardly cowards making excuses for themselves."

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A cold, sarcastic voice came from a corner of the hall.

The gods looked in the direction of the sound and saw Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, wearing dazzling golden armor, leaning against a huge stone pillar in a slightly languid posture.

Her eyes, sharp as an eagle's, swept over every deity present, a disdainful smile curving her lips.

"If Ragnarok in Asgard hadn't been the prelude to that great harvest, attracting most of the attention, I think Mother Goddess Gaia would have preferred to rescue the true warriors of Asgard rather than waste her power rescuing you bunch of cowardly good-for-nothings."

She stood up straight, her golden armor clanging, and a chilling fighting spirit emanated from her: "If you won't go, I will! If you won't save them, I will!"

"Anyone who wants to stop me, let your strength speak for itself. There's no other way but to fight!"

"Athena!"

"Don't be so arrogant! Do you really think the position of the next God-King is yours for the taking?"

A flash of anger appeared in Hades' dark eyes.

"You can try it yourself."

Athena met his gaze without fear, her tone cold and confident.

"Behold the title of my goddess of victory, isn't it well-deserved? Don't think that you, a loser who spends all your time hiding in the underworld, are above me, even Zeus—"

She paused deliberately, her gaze shifting to the Father of the Gods on the throne, her expression full of provocation.

"So what?"

Upon hearing this, the gods' expressions grew even more grim, yet none of them immediately uttered a rebuttal.

Despite their reluctance to admit it, Athena's strength had indeed become so formidable that it posed a challenge to all of them. Even Shen Si could not say for sure that he could defeat her.

"Athena!!"

"Do you really think you can turn the tide and save the day all by yourself?"

"Those beings are all powerhouses beyond the level of a single universe! Forget the mastermind behind it all, you wouldn't even have a chance against that monster they sent, Mangog!"

"You're just a mere Heavenly Father, yet you really think you're some kind of savior capable of saving the multiverse?"

Hades suppressed his anger and spoke with a mocking tone.

"That's none of your business, you bunch of good-for-nothings."

Athena, too lazy to waste any more words with them, snorted coldly and turned away resolutely.

The golden armor drew a sharp arc behind her as she strode confidently out of the Pantheon of Olympus without looking back.

The next moment, a dazzling golden streak shot into the sky from the temple entrance, tearing through the clouds and heading straight for the blue planet below.

"Athena is a madwoman!"

As they watched the figure disappear into the horizon, Hades, Poseidon, and the other chief gods who had remained silent all turned extremely gloomy and ugly.

They knew Gaia's original intention in saving them, but that painful experience had already worn away most of their courage, and they simply did not have the strength to face such a desperate massacre again.

All the gods had gathered in the divine realm, ready for battle, believing that their combined power would be enough to deal with any threat. However, they suffered a crushing defeat, utterly powerless to retaliate.

That deep-seated sense of powerlessness and fear had long become their nightmare.

Shen Si slumped helplessly on his throne, as if he had aged considerably in an instant.

He waved his hand, his voice filled with weariness and disappointment: "You—leave the Pantheon. From now on, the struggle for faith will be decided by merit."

"Hmph! Just what I wanted!"

Hades was the first to snort coldly.

"I hope you won't regret your decision today, Zeus."

Poseidon gave Zeus a deep look, gripped his trident, and strode away.

Hera looked at Zeus with a complicated expression, but ultimately said nothing and followed him.

The main gods transformed into streams of light and left the Pantheon atop Mount Olympus.

In their eyes, this unfamiliar universe, this world free from interference from other powerful pantheons, is the perfect place to rebuild divine authority, to fully enjoy the faith and offerings of all living beings, and even, possibly, to create an eternal divine realm that far surpasses the glory of the past!

Meanwhile, on Earth.

"Um?"

As Ye Feng was gathering his own power, he suddenly looked up at the azure sky, his gaze seemingly piercing through the atmosphere and reaching into the depths of the universe.

He clearly sensed a powerful and pure divine might breaking through the boundaries and descending upon Earth at an astonishing speed.

"interesting----"

"Are they starting to get impatient and want to get involved themselves?"

Ye Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile.

In his view, the Greek gods hiding behind the scenes were clearly feeling the urgency because of the birth of this new god.

The emergence of a new god often signifies a re-division and struggle for the religious landscape, something that no pantheon can afford to ignore.

A major event for the eyes.

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