019.Weapons
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Hearing this, hope rekindled in my heart. The sea goddess before me was solemn and dignified. She slowly waved at me, "Follow me, poor child."
I swam towards where He was, and He suddenly held my hand that was stretched out in front of me. His soft and delicate palm made me suddenly feel gentle yet strong and firm power, which also infected me.
I never imagined that there would be a god willing to help me take revenge on the powerful and unshakable Lord God!
In fact, from the very beginning I had no hope for the method that Phorcys mentioned, especially when I heard the goddess say that the former sea god Pontus refused to help me, I was ready to face the consequences alone.
I know this road will be filled with thorns and tribulations, but I have already made sufficient preparations. Even if it means death, I will continue to walk forward firmly and painfully.
But at this moment, I am deeply grateful for the help from the sea goddess Thalassa.
"It is absolutely impossible for you to seek revenge on them alone. Even though you are not an ordinary mortal, the power these gods possess is much greater than you imagine."
As He swam me forward, He spoke slowly. Although He was trying to persuade me, His tone was more like stating the facts rather than persuading me to accept my fate.
"Respected sea goddess Thalassa, I never intended to face their power directly. Instead, I hope to provoke them and force them to self-destruct. Even if I have to sacrifice my life for this, I will try my best..."
The sea goddess paused, turned her head, and looked at me calmly. "Poseidon, the god of the sea, does covet the supreme throne at the top of Olympus, and I understand your inner pain and helplessness. However, Poseidon is the god of the sea second only to the king of gods Zeus, and he is not a foolish and ignorant mortal. He will never act without certainty."
"I know."
But I didn't continue to talk about more ideas and plans.
I had suffered too much harm in front of the gods. Even though this sea goddess came to help me, I was moved and still left some room for myself.
Maybe I am like a frightened bird, or maybe I have long lost the heart to believe in anyone or God. Sometimes even I hate my own darkness and sensitivity, but this is me, and it is all these things that have shaped me.
Fortunately, the sea goddess did not take my little thoughts as a mortal to heart, but changed the subject and talked to me about a disaster that happened in the human world a long time ago.
"Have you ever heard of Pandora, the first woman created by the gods? She was also a pitiful woman."
Although I have not witnessed it with my own eyes, as a former priest of Athena, I have heard of this ancient legend.
Legend has it that in order to punish humans for being given fire by Prometheus, the gods gave humans a woman named Pandora. They gave her all the good qualities and the most vigorous curiosity, guiding her to open a box full of disasters.
After realizing her mistake, the panicked Pandora accidentally locked the "hope" that the goddess Athena had secretly placed at the bottom of the box in the box.
"Yes, I hope."
"When the story was passed down to the end, it seemed that only the great Athena was kind and benevolent, and because of this, she gained a lot of faith and offerings."
"But what mortals don't know is that the 'hope' here is essentially the same thing as the other disasters in the box."
"This was an unrealistic wish. The world was plagued by various disasters and epidemics, for which there was no cure. The shattering of hope was an even more devastating disaster for humanity at the time."
"Finally, the sea god Poseidon punished humanity with a flood that submerged everything. Only Pyrrha and Deucalion survived. Ironically, Pyrrha was the daughter of Pandora and Epimetheus, and Deucalion was the son of Prometheus, both descendants of gods. Only the box of hope remained, falling into the sea with the flood and eventually sinking to the deepest part of the ocean."
"The humans who died at that time should be thankful that Pandora didn't release 'Hope'. Otherwise, what awaited them would only be even more terrifying despair."
I listened quietly to the sea goddess telling this story, and suddenly realized the truth hidden behind this story, and I was horrified for a moment.
I thought I would no longer be surprised by the evil deeds that gods inflict on humans, but I was ultimately too naive.
Compared to the humans who exterminated before the Flood, what they did to me could even be described as kind.
But, just because they are gods who can dominate everything, can they harm innocent humans like this?
I suddenly opened my eyes. At the bottom of the dark trench, I looked at the sea goddess, Tarasa, with a burning gaze. "I understand, dear goddess. I beg for your help. Lead me to this evil magic box and let me obtain the remaining power within. Even if my revenge is as unrealistic as this hope, I know this is my only recourse."
Perhaps sensing my determination, the sea goddess's hesitant expression changed, revealing a look of approval.
“Go, poor Medusa, to the end of the deep sea, find the magic box hidden in the darkness, and use the power that belongs to the gods themselves to destroy them…”
“An eye for an eye…and a tooth for a tooth!”
A divine voice sounded in my ears, and I followed that voice to the direction it guided.
The original sacred halo completely disappeared, but at this moment I was no longer afraid.
The further I swam, the more chaotic and turbulent the sea water became. It was hitting me desperately, as if it knew why I came here.
The pressure of the sea water squeezed me, and my whole body was in severe pain. The howling from the bottom of the sea almost pierced my eardrum, but at this time I could only swim towards the end of the trench with all my strength.
It is ironic that as a former priest of Athena, after suffering all these pains and encountering His cold indifference and disgust, He actually wants to use the power He bestowed to fight against Him and these gods.
More importantly, I'm not sure if this so-called power of hope will work. The worst outcome I can imagine is that He might be in His magnificent palace, watching me trying my best for something completely useless, and laughing at me with contempt somewhere unknown to me.
And I have no choice.
Finally, when all the pain became more intense, a dim light not far away attracted me, and a gorgeous and exquisite box lay quietly in front of my eyes.
I couldn't help holding my breath, and despite the obstruction of the sea water, I reached out my hand tremblingly to open the box engraved with intricate patterns.
“Wow—”
In an instant, the light illuminated my entire field of vision, revealing the rugged and steep terrain at the bottom of the trench. The light quickly gathered into a small dot and quickly rushed into my body before I could react.
At that moment, a warm current flowed through my whole body, and my limbs were full of strength, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
It is faith, it is hope... it is unwillingness, it is also resistance!
The hazy underwater world in front of my eyes became clear, and more small and complex sounds emerged in my ears. The sea water was no longer something that could kill me, and my destiny would no longer be as illusory as duckweed in the water.
"Go, child! Go and seek revenge on those hypocritical gods and make them pay the price they deserve!"
I didn't bother to personally thank the sea goddess, Thalassa. I simply shouted my gratitude behind me. At the same time, my light body swam swiftly towards the seabed plain above, getting closer and closer to the light at the top of the sea...
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Pontus, the god of the sea, emerged from the darkness. He looked at his wife and sighed slowly, "Tharasa, my wife, no one can change their fate. Why don't you believe it?"
Tarasa smiled faintly, "Because I've had enough."
"What?"
"You were originally the god of the sea. You were the sea from the moment you were born, but in the end, the ruler of the sea became Zeus' brother Poseidon."
"My daughter Hylia should have been a princess of the sea, but now she is just an ordinary nymph, serving Poseidon, the god of the sea. She has lost all her self-esteem and only seeks a little mercy from him."
"Because of your retreat and humility, we've retreated from the magnificent underwater palace to the bottom of the dark and deep trench. We've even been forced to endure Poseidon's tyranny... This is truly ridiculous!"
"I really don't understand, how can you be so indifferent?"
"Although I have some thoughts of using Medusa, she is the daughter of Phorcys and also my descendant. I sincerely hope that she can escape her fate and receive the justice and fairness that she deserves."
Faced with his increasingly agitated wife, Pontus said nothing. Instead, he raised his blue eyes and looked at Medusa's departing back.
He thought of the powerful force within the box, which even he dared not underestimate, and could not help but murmur, "Tarasa, perhaps you are helping her, or perhaps you are sending her to a fate already written in her heart."
"That's Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom, born from the head of the God King Zeus. How could she not be aware of the power that originally came from her?"
…
At the same time, on the towering and bustling top of Olympus, a pair of eyes filled with wisdom and power slowly opened. He couldn't help but cast a quick glance at the sea. His originally calm hands tightened, causing this high and mighty god to reveal some emotions.
Athena walked gracefully and calmly towards Poseidon, the god of the sea, who had arrived in Olympus from the sea, and suddenly spoke.
"Respected Poseidon, my uncle, I wonder if you are satisfied with my ignorant, vain, and shameless priestess Medusa?"
Poseidon, the god of the sea, looked at her with confusion. Even though he didn't understand why Athena said that, he still said in a strange voice, "I am very satisfied. Thank you for the gift from the God of War and Wisdom."
As he spoke, he raised his wine glass in a high-profile manner and nodded slightly towards Athena. His exaggerated behavior attracted curious glances from the gods present.
Athena, the goddess of wisdom, smiled heartfeltly and replied meaningfully, "My uncle Poseidon, whether you believe it or not, I sincerely advise you to be careful with Medusa, lest the great god of the sea suffer at the hands of a human."
"Thank you for your concern, but this is absolutely impossible."
Poseidon, the god of the sea, sneered and pulled the corner of his mouth, drank the wine glass in his hand with some disgust, and then turned and left.
But where the other gods couldn't see, Poseidon's originally calm face immediately became gloomy.
"Medusa..."
When He left the sea, what did she... do? !
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