Chapter 620 - 111: Heracles? Dead!
Zeus, seated on the Divine Throne, wore a grim expression, occasionally coughing. Not long ago, Athena’s intervention had secured the Moon deity position for Artemis.
Now, so quickly, wars have erupted in the Mortal World, and he can sense that his faith in the Mortal World is rapidly being destroyed.
Although this faith does not affect his true power, it does influence the power he can wield in the Mortal World. This is the suppression from the ancient world creator, Chaos.
Moreover, to eliminate the influence of the many Titans in the world, he conspired with Prometheus, the betrayer of the Titans, to create the Human Race to erase the Titan’s influence.
Using the traces of more living beings to cover the original traces and using humans to delay the curse of his fate after so many years.
The Gods and humans are now inseparable.
Even the changes in faith in the Mortal World can affect the rank of the Gods.
This was caused by Prometheus stealing fire, and what he stole was not just the so-called flame, but the rights of the Gods.
In the early age of the gods, although there were Divine Spirits who showed friendliness to humans, they mostly looked down on them from a high position.
In fact, in the eyes of some ancient and proud Main Gods, humans did not even qualify to exist under the same sky as the Gods.
Greece was created by the primordial Titans.
And the humans, these ants parasitizing on the earth, are but some ephemeral creatures in the long river of fate, who are lucky to climb onto a leaf.
Even if they could dance on the waves, riding the waves, they are still not worth a smile.
But the fire-stealer gave humanity hope, and more importantly, gave them human dignity.
Henceforth, the Gods dared not slaughter mortals at will, considering them ants, but had to value human actions, making Greece more peaceful.
And Zeus further decreed that the Gods should not openly interfere with the Mortal World, otherwise, with the power of the Divine Spirits, a single war would be enough to completely destroy a city.
This system was originally established to maintain his rule, not to mention his Sky Divine Authority and rank, destined to keep his faith never-ending.
But now, those ants even dare to eradicate his faith.
"Heracles, go to Ephesus in the Mortal World and bring Artemis back!" Zeus’s voice was laced with anger.
"As you command!"
A robust figure stepped out from among the Gods; it was Heracles. Unlike the other Gods who rarely left traces in the Mortal World, Heracles’s heroic deeds were still being spread.
In the Mortal World, he could use almost the strongest power below that of a Main God.
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After the Greek city wars swept through dozens of cities, a massive kingdom was established centering around Greece, Ephesus, and Delphi.
Its name was ’Rome.’
This was, of course, suggested by Shen Fei. Previously, he had to go with the flow, but now the Saintess is Hecate, and Chi You is Chronos.
It was no longer about going with the flow; rather, he was now the major force.
"Heracles?" Shen Fei received Hades’s message. When establishing faith, he did not set up a statue of Hades, intending for Hades to be an insider.
He did not expect that Zeus would directly send his trusted aide, his last demigod to achieve godhood, Heracles.
Soon after.
A mighty aura appeared above Ephesus, its boundless pressure suppressing the entire city.
Manifesting as a figure resembling a giant mountain overlooking Athens, the originally orderly Ephesus collectively looked to the sky, not showing any fear on their faces.
"Artemis, father is angry. He wants you to return immediately!" Heracles did not act immediately but spoke coldly.
In principle, Divine Spirits cannot directly intervene in the Mortal World, but Zeus is the principle.
Among the Gods,
Though he lacked the rank of a Main God, if it came to a fight, his power would only be second to Athena and Ares. At most, the other Main Gods could use ’Divine Authority’ to affect him.
But they couldn’t cause him any significant harm.
This trial gave him confidence.
Even Artemis, known for hunting, didn’t intimidate him.
However, Heracles suddenly noticed the surrounding space seemed to change instantaneously, transforming from the original clear sky into the Netherworld filled with the air of death.
The previously calm expression on Heracles’s face turned serious; he hadn’t ventured into the Netherworld before.
Previously, he merely dealt with the Hellhound and then left.
The Netherworld is a place where ordinary Divine Spirits find it challenging to move naturally; if they venture deeper, even the Divine Body might be corroded.
The Gods fear many things, and many of them gather in the Netherworld.
"This..."
Heracles looked at the tall figure emerging from not far away, making him swallow. Though he became a God later, as opposed to being a natural Divine Spirit, after becoming one, he studied Godly knowledge.
This was clearly the one known as the Hell Empress, Hecate!
So this rebellion was driven by Hecate; why exactly? Compared to the other old gods of the previous generation,
Hecate’s honor was never stripped away.
Even if she created an alternative system, weakening the faith in the Gods, it did not restrict her faith, nor did she bear any grudges against Olympus as the old Titans did.
Why suddenly partake in the rebellion?
"Master. Just use this Divine Spirit to enhance your power once more!"
As Heracles was in shock, he saw Hecate bowing to a man, astonishing Heracles instantly.
To know that Hecate is an extremely ancient Goddess, yet she called someone Master?
"Hmm."
Shen Fei nodded. The Saintess made a casual gesture, and Heracles’s rank and Divine Authority of Strength began to provide him with endless power.
But the Saintess possessed Divine Authority enough to suppress Heracles’s Divine Authority; as Zeus sought to prevent his son from acquiring too much power.
Having even one type of Divine Authority was a significant leniency.
In an instant.
Heracles was already pinned to the ground, an Array rapidly formed, and the endless divinity and Divine Authority within Heracles were frantically extracted.
Heracles’s face was filled with extreme pain, and despite his best efforts to resist, he could only watch as his divinity and Divine Power drained away.
Ultimately, he was reduced to a lifeless husk on the ground, silent, and the illustrious Heracles in Greece met an unremarkable end there.
The surrounding environment swiftly returned to normal, and the figure of Heracles, once like a Giant, had already vanished.