Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 902 - 365 Night

Chapter 902 -365 Night

Divine power surged, and the force that Poseidon last exerted on the Trident gradually depleted.

The intense Divine Light flickered and shimmered until, at a certain moment, the Divine Artifact, carrying Antilokos, pierced through a void and then vanished above the ocean.

At the horizon’s end, the Divine King noticed this fleeting fluctuation of divine power, but he did not plan to search for the whereabouts of this artifact just yet.

Zeus believed that whoever possessed the Trident of the Sea Emperor, as long as they dared to use it openly once, he would have a proper reason to seize it into his hands.

After all, he and Poseidon were brothers, and among the offspring of the Sea Emperor, there was no deity capable of inheriting his position.

As for the Sea Empress Amphitrite… huh, Zeus was well aware of what sort of person she was.

If his own Queen of Gods were such a person, he would probably have acted to remove her long ago; only Poseidon could still tolerate her…

In such a situation, the King of the Gods considered himself having a proper reason to seize the artifact without actively seeking it.

At present, Zeus was more interested in seizing a living being rather than a lifeless object.

No one could openly challenge the Divine Court and remain unscathed; someone must pay the price.

And that being who had hastily fled before his arrival was just the right target.

Buzz—

Having made the decision, in the next moment, an invisible will crossed the earth and reached the heart of Mount of the Gods.

On Mount Olympus, hidden within a temporal rift inside Asgard, Zeus’s will encompassed the power of the domain and transformed into another him.

“Heh… merely with a force split off, you wish to trap me here?”

“This is the present world, my domain, not a place like Tartarus.”

A low, cold laugh echoed, as if someone else could create such a split force incarnation, then he, as the Divine King, certainly could as well.

It had the power of the domain as a medium, but he also had Asgard.

Located in the present world, even without invoking this interface’s power, Zeus still possessed a more substantial force than when he was in the Abyss.

Though this incarnation’s power was far from equal to his true form, it was already enough to deal with that hurriedly escaping being who was still within the domain of a True God.

Rip—

With a step, he tore through the space from Asgard to the present world, attaining the closest Underworld passage to Mount Olympus.

He strode in and flew downwards.

Although he had not encountered that fleeting god, Zeus was certain that he had come here.

Even though he started a bit late, there was still a good chance to intercept him.

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Hurrah…

Underworld, in front of the giant gates.

Pale purple moonlight shined on the gray land, with mint grass growing densely on both banks of Acheron.

The howling of souls after death occasionally arose but could only continuously move forward along the River of Oblivion’s channel.

Outside the gate, first a strong surge swept through, followed by a leisurely arriving bolt of lightning.

Dressed extravagantly, carrying himself with dignity.

The next moment, the Divine King revealed his true form, stepping onto the great gate of the Underworld.

Perhaps it was bad luck, but Zeus took noticeably longer this time to travel through the underground tunnel.

However, this was unavoidable—the temporal and spatial marvels at the gates of the Underworld were just so unpredictable.

And as an incarnation, the King of the Gods did not change its capabilities.

As for the rift tearing through time and space, one could come directly from the Mortal Realm to the Underworld. Without the authority over the domain of time-space, only Zeus himself would have enough strength to accomplish this.

Walking in front of the great gates of the Underworld, the Divine King sensed the aura around him.

No doubt, the deity that emerged from the Abyss had been here, and he had once unleashed his power here…

Did he encounter some enemy? The truth remains unknown.

Slightly lifting his head, Zeus glanced at the distant, towering portals.

The Three-headed Demon Dog was guarding the place, and beyond that, there were no other traces.

“Son of Typhon, Cerberus, as you see, I am the Sovereign of Olympus, the king of all gods.”

Leaping into the air, the Divine King spoke indifferently.

He couldn’t find traces of that deity, but since there was a witness here, it made sense to ask him.

“Not long ago, one of the twelve esteemed Principal Gods of Olympus, a son of Cronus, blood-tied as my brother, who commanded the vast waves of the sea—Sea Emperor Poseidon—was murdered in his own domain.”

“That despicable murderer has fled here, intending to elude my pursuit.”

“Cerberus, gatekeeper of the Underworld, tell me, what have you seen here?”

“As a guardian of the Underworld, have you seen anyone pass here on their way to Hades’ Kingdom?”

“…No, respected Your Majesty.”

“As the gatekeeper of the Underworld, no one can pass this place before me.”

“However, regarding the murderer you mentioned… I indeed saw a silhouette.”

“Where did he go?”

Zeus asked with a frown.

No one could pass… He never believed in absolutes, especially since Cerberus’ strength clearly did not match that of the deity.

However, one thing the Divine King could be sure of was that the other party would definitely not return to the Mortal Realm right under his watch.

Thus, the other party is either still within the Underworld or still outside this portal. And during this period, he certainly has not returned to the Abyss.

“He went there, Your Majesty.”

“I did not dare approach, but he truly went in.”

Lowering his heads, contrary to what mortals believe, the Three-headed Demon Dog showed extraordinary obedience.

Its two heads did not interrupt, only the middle one spoke.

If it were any other day, Zeus might have been pleased since Typhon’s offspring were finally devoid of their unruly nature, not at all insightful like their father.

But at this moment, looking at the location Cerberus indicated, the Divine King remained silent.

So it was here, he should have guessed earlier.

That deity unleashed his power here, which shows that he encountered trouble here.

Whether it was seeing the three-headed dog and unintentionally revealing his strength, or for some other reason, this shows that he should not be able to return directly to the Abyss.

So the question arises, in the vicinity of the Underworld gates, what other place could hide a being of great divine power, even making it utterly undetectable to him?

“Land of Eternal Night… haha.”

“Respected Mother Night, that swift darkness… could it be that this time, even you are going to stand against me?”

Muttering to himself, the Divine King slightly raised his hand.

An invisible force arose, reaching toward that tranquil expanse of night.

At the very beginning, the Underworld was born at a place interwoven by the powers of four Primordial Gods.

Abyss lies below it, the Earth above, while Darkness and Eternal Night surround it like tides, bringing night and day to the mortal realm.

Thus, whenever one approaches the gates of the Underworld, they can see the domains of the two Primordial Deities on either side, opposing yet the same.

However, no one really cares about them, as the world has already accustomed itself to their silence.

It was not until recently when the Lord of Darkness ascended the Mount of the Gods that the Gods suddenly became aware of their existence.

And now, that being from the Abyss has also ventured into the Land of Eternal Night.

“…”

“…snap…”

A clear sound, an invisible force touched and then repelled.

The Divine King was rejected at the door, much like many deities before him.

In previous days, they all visited the Mother Night, but including those Underworld deities, none succeeded.

The Lord of Eternal Night indifferently overlooked each of them, as if they were mere mortals rather than deities.

“Sigh…”

With a gentle exhale, the being he was searching for might be inside, and the secrets deep within the Abyss might also be revealed before him.

Yet standing at the interwoven area of the Land of Eternal Night and the Underworld, Zeus hesitated to enter.

Although the recent refusal was just an attitude, even an instinctual reaction of the Land of Eternal Night, the Divine King did not feel the truly supreme power of the Primordial God.

But at this moment, he still hesitated.

Without Nyx’s will, the spontaneously generated power of this realm couldn’t stop him.

But Zeus was unclear what would happen once he made his choice.

Perhaps nothing would occur because the Mother Night truly did not care about the deity who intruded, simply ignoring him… or maybe that deity had already paid the price for his recklessness.

Or perhaps his actions would provoke her wrath, causing this Ancient God, unseen for three epochs, to step out of her realm for the first time and make the trespasser pay.

After much hesitation, his presence fluctuated.

But in the end, Zeus did nothing.

Capturing that deity from the Abyss was important, but Nyx’s existence was even more crucial.

The Divine King knew the strength of Erebus, and the Mother Night was likely not weaker than him.

“…Forget it.”

“If that criminal is fated with the esteemed Mother Night… then if he walks out here carrying a token from Princess Nyx, I shall pardon his wrongdoing.”

“But if it’s unrelated, then as the Sovereign of the Gods, I won’t overlook this pretender who disturbed the Goddess’s peace.”

“So, Cerberus.”

Speaking plainly, Zeus didn’t know if Nyx was inside or if she heard him speak.

But his message was clear, and so the Divine King summoned the gatekeeper demon by his side.

Power surged, and the embodied force began to gather.

Looking at the approaching Three-headed Demon Dog, the Divine King faintly smiled.

Thinking he could avoid confrontation by hiding in the Land of Eternal Night? Of course not.

Though he had several guesses, Zeus was actually more inclined towards the latter.

That deity from the Abyss probably went unnoticed by the Mother Night; otherwise, the three-headed dog would not remember its trace… For the Primordial Goddess who commands Secrecy, she has too many ways to conceal its tracks.

“Come, Cerberus, step forward and take my power.”

“I think you have already heard what I just said, and this, this is what I want you to do.”

“As the Sovereign of the Gods, I can’t stay here forever.”

“And the task I give you is to guard this exit.”

“If someone emerges without carrying a token from the Mother Night, or other proof of their identity, then restraining them is the only thing you need to do.”

“What if they carry it?” asked the three-headed dog.

“If they do… then remember to tell them that compared to the darkness and chaos of the Abyss, the mortal realm is much better.”

“There are delicious foods, fine nectar, and beautiful people.”

“There are millions who regard deities as supreme, countless faiths serving as fuel.”

“Tartarus is not the destiny of deities; Mount Olympus is. That is the sacred place of all gods, an eternal sanctuary.”

He looked at the Land of Eternal Night before him, his lips curling into a slight smile.

You may have entered this forbidden land… but can you never leave?

If so, he would concede.

That would mean perhaps the other party truly has a deep connection with the Primordial Deities, and at that time, he would choose to step back and no longer contend…

But henceforth, he would likely have to consider Mother Night as a potential adversary.

Having ignored her presence in the past is past, and like Erebus, perhaps Nyx has her own plans.

Of course, the best resolution would be to win her over to his side—although up until now, Zeus still doesn’t know what this ancient deity is interested in or likes.

“Alright, that’s it then, do your duty, Cerberus.”

“As long as you handle this well, I, as the Divine King, will surely provide you with a matching reward.”

Having given his last instruction, Zeus didn’t stay any longer but turned around and left directly.

Today’s affairs were somewhat abundant; he still needed to carefully sort through them.

Like what exactly is the purpose of the Abyss, everything happened so suddenly, he currently has no clue.

Did Poseidon do something, or did he discover something, or was it purely targeted at him, towards Olympus?

Both are possible, or perhaps none of the above.

However, besides that, there’s one matter Zeus urgently needs to resolve.

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And that is, now that Poseidon is taken away from the Mortal Realm, who should inherit his position as the Principal God?

“…Nereus?”

“Perhaps it’s worth considering.”

“Actually, Oceanus would be a better choice, but due to vows, it isn’t easy for me to directly act against him, and this old fellow is unwilling to bow.”

“Metis, your daughter doesn’t make things easy for me, and your father also stands in my way.”

“If you were still alive, if I hadn’t acted against you… would you still stand by my side?”

“Hehe…”

No answer, only laughter echoed through the air.

Although no one could answer the Divine King’s question, thinking of his Mother Goddess, Zeus felt that perhaps this was indeed the best outcome.