Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Dark, inky clouds surged from all directions, and wails, roars, and murmurs blended into a maddening cacophony. The stench of decay, blood, and madness intertwined and coalesced, forming raging, churning dragons.

Tweet!

At the same time, the sharp cries of birds pierced the strong wind and echoed in Samael's ears.

Trouble is coming!

Of all times, it had to be this time!

This damn fate really knows how to pick its own opportunities!

The ancient serpent gritted its teeth in hatred, turned its head and exchanged glances with Prometheus, then decisively leaped off the Caucasus Mountains, transforming into a two-legged dragon in mid-air, and flapping its wings to fly towards the core of the red and black serpentine clouds that swept across the Peloponnese Peninsula.

As Samael swept across the land at incredible speed, he looked down and was shocked to find that human city-states and settlements were in complete chaos.

The previously "peaceful" humans, now shrouded in red and black mist, have bloodshot eyes and bulging veins on their foreheads.

Even a small argument between people can escalate into a fight…

The shop's display of valuable goods aroused greed, leading to a frenzy of grabbing...

The trampling of the city-state order and resentment towards those who live better than oneself also filled the human heart...

Plague, old age, weakness, decay, and other ailments broke out one after another and spread rapidly…

They seemed to have degenerated from rational humans back into beasts driven by desire, staging one farce after another in every corner within Samael's sight.

However, it's not all bad news; where darkness breeds, light also shines.

The divine power spread out and formed a protective barrier, enveloping the humans in many cities and settlements who were corrupted by the black energy, suppressing their restless malice.

Fortunately, Typhon's descendants and his allies realized something was wrong and began to take action to stop the spread of the disaster.

The ancient serpent breathed a sigh of relief. With no time to spare, it could only grit its teeth and speed away, hoping to reach the core area as soon as possible and solve the problem at its source.

At this moment, hundreds and thousands of serpentine red smoke columns rose from the ground, converging above Mycenae like rivers flowing into the sea, forming a dark, swirling vortex.

As more and more red and black mist gathered, the gaseous filth gradually liquefied, and further compression at the twisted center caused something resembling a red and black mud flow to further coalesce into a suspended and deformed red and black cube.

Fortunately, a majestic golden light covered the entire city of Mycenae, keeping most of the red and black mist that lingered on the outside out.

The wisps of black mist rising from the ground, illuminated by the golden light, emitted squeaks like the dying squeals of rats, and were successively vaporized and dispersed into light smoke.

"Roar!"

The people crammed into Mycenae, soothed by Medusa, gradually calmed their panic and gazed with adoration at the two goddesses walking before them, radiating healing light, and standing atop the city walls, holding high their sheepskin shields, as they cheered with the joy of surviving a catastrophe.

Athena, whose power was spreading and enveloping the city-state, felt a strange sense of unease and cursed incessantly as she looked at the red and black cube hovering above her head and gradually expanding its outline.

What the hell is this!

A moment later, the Goddess of Wisdom caught a glimpse of the wisps of black mist trying to break through her aura of power, her expression grave.

This can't go on. Moreover, the mental state of those people who have been corrupted by the black energy is very unstable. If this stalemate continues, a major problem will inevitably arise sooner or later.

"Wow!"

Just as Athena was deep in thought with her shield raised, a strange tremor came from above, and the floating red and black cube cracked open, pouring out a large stream of red and black mud onto the earth.

That thing, exuding a strong sense of malice and misfortune, surged towards the city walls like volcanic lava.

One after another, pale white arms emerged from the mud, seemingly trying to drag living flesh and souls into that filthy and cursed hell. Humans could only glance at them before they shuddered and retreated in terror.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The reddish-black mudflow crashed against the walls of Mycenae, causing violent shaking; the patterns on the sheepskin shield flickered, and large chunks of rock cracked.

Athena looked at the humans cowering in the city behind her, unable to escape, and could only grit her teeth and persevere.

Even more chilling is that the pitch-black cube in space is constantly flowing and deforming inside, gradually coalescing into a graceful, humanoid silhouette.

As the metallic, muddy, and ink-like contraption gradually formed a deep vortex on the side facing Mycenae, resembling the opening of the gates of hell, intense unease and fear began to grow uncontrollably in everyone's hearts.

At the same time, the earth trembled, and dark cracks appeared, seemingly leading straight to the abyss. The sky was crimson, and meteors with long, fiery tails were being drawn down by some force.

"puff!"

At this critical moment, a gigantic maw, obscuring the sky, swept across the void and swallowed the pitch-black cube whole!

Chapter 121 I Want to "Open" (3/3)

At that very moment, as Samael swallowed the pitch-black cube, a resonance from the divine power of destiny made him acutely aware of its true nature.

A divinely created container that absorbs calamities, diseases, and the evil desires of life—the so-called Pandora's Box!

In theory, this thing was indeed originally a gift given to humankind, to grant them prosperity and to help them purify the world.

However, every container has a certain capacity. When the container is full, disaster will flow uncontrollably to the earth, returning all the evil accumulated over the past hundred years to mankind!

Under normal circumstances, humans are not incapable of having malice and selfishness, but the release and digestion of these desires in small amounts actually become a catalyst for the species to move forward.

However, if evil thoughts accumulated over a century are suddenly poured into a human body, even an individual with nerves as hard as iron would find it difficult to resist this terrible erosion.

Moreover, these evil thoughts are inherently one's own; the hardest enemy for any species to overcome is always itself.

Furthermore, Samael was wrong from the start; the way to open Pandora's box is not from the outside in.

Rather, it's from the inside out!

Within this cube, the consciousness born from the evil desires of all humanity, as well as the calamities and plagues of this world, is what is known as "Pandora"!

Pandora is not a person, but a weapon!

She is not a mere creation; her birth was to lure humanity into self-destruction!

hum!

A powerful tremor emanated from within his body, causing various parts of the Primordial Serpent coiled in the sky to swell and contract, as if being torn and kneaded into various shapes of clay by a terrifying force.

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The sound of tearing fabric came from the fascia and muscles, and cracks as large as ravines and as small as lines appeared continuously on various parts of the ancient snake's body.

Patches of scales tore off from the blood-soaked wounds, revealing chunks of flesh and the bare bones that were cracking and splintering under the weight.

Through the bones and fascia, the humans on the earth could clearly see that inside the suspended black snake's abdomen, a surging stream of reddish-black mud was constantly changing shape, surging left and right.

Golden, silver, red, black and other colorful divine powers surged and converged in the black tide, while divine runes representing different properties, such as thunder, moon, lightning flame, and shield, lit up one after another.

Zeus, you son of a bitch!

Samael's eyes bulged out, and he screamed in pain, cursing the wise god-king in his heart.

Pandora's box contained not only human selfishness and evil thoughts, but also the malice of the gods towards humanity that was initially injected into it!

There are some things he simply can't handle!

No wonder the relationship between humans and gods is becoming increasingly harmonious…

No wonder you could disregard the oath you made to Prometheus…

You did not actually harm humanity; in fact, you openly instructed the gods to seal their lust for humanity into Pandora's Box and bury it in the earth.

Subsequently, this will drive humanity's expanding selfish desires amidst prosperity, and absorb the plagues and crises brought about by the arrival of this new species.

But excess is wrong, and prosperity inevitably leads to chaos!

You will not destroy humanity with your own hands, thus giving the gods a reason to criticize you.

You are causing humanity to be driven by selfish desires, defy destiny, trample on divine power, and destroy itself!

In reality, Pandora's Box was merely the source of humanity's depravity, not the direct cause of humanity's destruction.

In the future, after Pandora's Box was opened, Tantalus, the ruler of Mycenae and son of Zeus, could dine at the same table as Zeus without having to avoid the conversations of the gods.

But he was insatiable and had no reverence for the gods' kindness. Not only did he reveal the secrets of the gods' lives in public, but he also stole mead and elixirs from their tables and shared them with his mortal friends.

He appropriated the sacrifices offered to the gods for himself and stole pets from the temple of Zeus, committing numerous crimes.

He even invited the gods to his palace. To test whether the gods knew everything, he had his son Pelops killed, then roasted and cooked into a dish to entertain them.

After being exposed, he remained shameless and unrepentant, saying that he was just imitating Prometheus by offering beef and bones as sacrifices to Olympus to tease the gods.

The problem is that even the prophet who wanted to dismantle theocracy only offered beef, and this deception was not out of selfishness, but out of a helpless offense for the future of mankind.

Tantalus even boiled his own son and made the gods taste him; during this time, Demeter, the goddess of agriculture, who was distracted, even ate a piece...

After this, the gods completely exhausted their goodwill and patience toward humanity, and through a divine council, they unanimously agreed to cleanse these fallen beings with a great flood.

The extinction of humanity can be attributed to Pandora's Box, but what truly led them to their doom was their unbridled selfishness, arrogance, and hubris.

So, they essentially ruined themselves.

We must not allow this accumulated malice to spread and surge across the land, otherwise it will become a source of disaster sooner or later!

Having figured everything out, Samael gritted his teeth and hissed, opening his deep, gaping maw. The seven deadly sins engraved on the tablet of destiny within his body lit up one by one, rippling in layers of golden and black light in the sky.

In an instant, drawn by divine authority, the inverted golden-black vortex covered the entire Greek land. Wisps of black mist clinging to every corner and every madman were gradually drawn away and gathered in mid-air.

Thousands of red and black smoke plumes rose up, like rivers flowing into the sea, converging on Samael's mouth.

The Kuroshio Current has receded!

The people of Crete, Mycenae, the Academy of Athens, and other settlements watched as the black mud outside the light curtain gradually evaporated and dried up, embracing each other excitedly and cheering with relief.

The fallen one, who had been pinned to the ground in a frenzied state, also lost the bloodshot color in his eyes as the black mist dissipated, his face filled with confusion or lingering fear.

"boom!"

Just as the humans who had survived the catastrophe were celebrating their good fortune, a bolt of silver-purple lightning exploded in the surging leaden-gray clouds and struck directly on the back of the ancient serpent.

Samael's back was torn and bleeding as he tumbled from the clouds and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Those who defy fate!"

At this moment, the wise god-king, seated high in the temple of Olympus, suddenly opened his eyes, his divine light shining like torches, and looked at the giant serpent coiled above Mycenae, his clenched steel teeth grinding together.

"Death!"

Zeus was furious. As he roared, he suddenly rose from his throne, raised his thunder scepter, and slashed through the air, sending hundreds of silver-white arcs of lightning toward the black serpent coiled on the ground.

"Aaaaaa!"

At this critical moment, a high-pitched chant came from within the city walls, and emerald green light patterns rippled out, forcefully resisting the thunder that crashed down from mid-air.

However, at the same time, the goddess's infant body swayed, and her face turned pale, clearly indicating that she could not continue.

Tina!

Samael!

Seeing that the Goddess of Origin had already acted on instinct and rushed to Samael's side first, Athena and Medusa immediately tensed up and prepared to follow suit without hesitation.

Chapter 122 That Heinous Man (1/2)

"do not come!"

A heavy shout exploded in the minds of the two goddesses, and their serpentine vertical pupils, glancing toward the city wall, flashed with solemnity and determination.

"But…"

"I won't die! Have you forgotten what you promised me?!"

"..."

"Immediately organize a grand sacrifice to awaken the Earth Mother Goddess Gaia!"

Samael hissed as he gasped for breath, a fierce resolve forming in his mind.

While Zeus did reveal his identity as a rebel, he also revealed his intense hostility towards humanity.

We're all evenly matched, so nobody can expect to be clean!

Then, as history had already been written, it was time for the Earth Mother Goddess to make her appearance and give them a dressing down.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Above Olympus, Zeus, seeing that his attack had failed, angrily unleashed his divine power, and the sacred fire in the center of the temple shot out flames a hundred meters high.

He wants to summon all the gods and completely eradicate the unstable elements on earth.

However, apart from the warlike Ares, none of the gods responded, and Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, explicitly refused.

Hephaestus, the usually docile god of fire, simply sealed off his temple and shut down the furnace of Mount Etna, which was essentially the armory of the gods!