Myth: I am God!

Chapter 100 Zeus

After speaking with his father, Perseus went to the temple.

The believers were worshipping God because the Messiah's Nine Commandments admonished people not to worship idols or images of gods. Therefore, the sign of the cross made on the forehead during anointing was used as a symbol of God in the temple...

A colossal cross, like a phantom embracing all things in light, is carved on the wall directly in front, where depictions of the Messiah and divine deeds are also engraved:

The first meeting of God with Ara, Ara's resurrection through anointing, Ara's Messianic covenant with God, Ara's defeat of the Nemean Lion, and so on.

Perseus passed through the worshipping and praying crowd and came to the cross.

At this moment, Saint Zach, dressed in a clean robe and holding a book that proclaims miracles and the Nine Commandments, was already waiting there.

"Your Holiness the Saint".

Perseus nodded to Zach, about to say something, but was interrupted by the saint.

"Someone is coming; they're on their way."

Perseus was somewhat puzzled and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Saint Zach's gaze seemed to see through Perseus's soul.

He murmured softly, as if reciting poetry, or perhaps some kind of allegory: "Perseus..."

"Two paths lie before you."

"A path leads to Mount Olympus, becoming a star in the night."

"A path to heaven, to become a citizen of heaven..."

"What will you choose?"

Nighttime, the palace.

When Perseus returned home, his position as the eldest prince, who was not related to the king by blood, was actually quite awkward.

Because, as the crown prince, he was too qualified—even excellent, after all, he was a tough guy who could take down twenty golden warriors with his bare hands.

His swordsmanship was also extraordinary. There was even a rumor that his swordsmanship alone was comparable to that of the legendary swordsman who fought alongside Messiah against the Lion of Nemea.

Palace maids and noblewomen were infatuated with this handsome and strong man.

Even three-year-old children in Argos were saying, based on hearsay, "When I grow up, I want to marry His Highness the Crown Prince!"

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This beloved and highly decorated eldest prince was, in theory, the undisputed heir to the throne.

However, everyone of note in the city knew the secret that Perseus was not the king's biological son.

This also emboldened many speculators to place their bets on the king's own son, the second prince.

Although he was not as brave or handsome as the eldest prince, he had the advantage of being the legitimate son, with the king's blood flowing in his veins, and his mother was the queen who shared power with the king!

At that moment, the second prince happened to meet Perseus in the garden. The second prince greeted him with a smile: "Brother!"

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"I heard you went to the temple?"

"How was it? Did you receive any revelation from His Holiness Saint Zack?"

Perseus nodded to the second prince. He was a little dizzy and didn't want to say anything more to the prince. He waved his hand and walked past him.

The second prince stepped back, shielding Perseus with his body, and said, "Brother, I'm about to undergo the Golden Trial to become a Golden Warrior—"

"I'll catch up with you soon."

"After I become a Golden Warrior, I ask my father to allow me to marry my sister Andromeda to you. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, Perseus felt a complex mix of emotions. Andromeda was his sister, Dick's third daughter—

As Andromeda grew up, her graceful figure and stunning beauty gradually stirred different emotions in Perseus towards her.

The two had a good relationship and were secretly in love, but they couldn't make it public. The public didn't know that the eldest prince was an adopted son, and in their eyes, this was a very Greek-style incestuous relationship, which inevitably caused some gossip.

However, the second prince's sudden remark here was by no means a blessing for Perseus.

It was a veiled insult that he had foreign blood.

Perseus wasn't stupid; he quickly realized what was going on and retorted without hesitation, "Of course, that doesn't change the fact that even a hundred of you couldn't budge one of my hands!"

Upon hearing this, the second prince's expression changed drastically. After brushing past Perseus, he cursed under his breath, "Bastard—"

Before he could finish cursing, a fist the size of a sandbag came crashing down.

The power control is so good that it leaves you bewildered but not brain-damaged.

Perseus then strode back to his courtyard.

He sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his dizzy head. The words of Saint Zach echoed in his mind: "Towards Olympus?"

"A path to heaven?"

For some reason, when he thought of heaven or the Messiah, what came to mind was not Arah Messiah.

Rather, it was those golden eyes from his childhood, and the boy who healed his wounds under the moonlight—

That was the most peaceful and serene moment of his life; all his sorrows seemed to have vanished.

Having put everything out of his mind, Perseus decided to go to sleep.

However, everything was the same as usual. The moment he closed his eyes, those terrifying images reappeared in his vision: the woman with snakes coiled around her head, the monstrous sea monster—

My head was throbbing, and I started to feel dizzy.

It felt as if my whole body was sinking into water, suffocating and uncomfortable, unable to see clearly or hear clearly.

However, this time, as he reached the deepest part of that hazy place, he vaguely heard a call: "Perseus—my son—"

"Perseus—my son—"

"I am your father, the king of the gods on Mount Olympus—"

"Perseus, open your eyes—"

"Open your eyes—"

Perseus suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

He found himself on a mountaintop, with clouds swirling around the mountainside below.

Perseus turned around and found an old man with white hair holding a scepter standing behind him.

The old man wore bright silver armor and a gleaming crown on his head.

The old man was very strong, with a perfectly proportioned physique, and his eyes were the same deep blue as his own, seemingly shimmering with a faint light.

"Who are you!" Perseus exclaimed, immediately drawing his longsword from his waist and aiming it at the strange old man.

The old man seemed to have tears welling up in his eyes. He reached out and touched, as if wanting to touch Perseus's cheek, but then lowered his hand again.

He said, "I am your father—Perseus—"

Perseus was astonished, and in a flash, he took two steps back, pointing his sword at the old man repeatedly: "You—you are Zeus?!"

The old man smiled and nodded.

But at that moment, Perseus roared, "You deserve to die!!"

He drew his sword and swung it toward Zeus's head!