At that moment, everyone present followed Victor's voice and saw the illusory figure in the sky.
He sat atop the head of a colossal earth giant, golden wings slowly drooping down behind him.
He was enveloped in a golden glow and grinned.
In that instant, countless people in the arena felt an extremely noble aura surging towards them.
Their bodies involuntarily wanted to worship this mysterious figure.
The businessmen present, in particular, were trembling.
One of the businessmen present, his forehead covered in sweat, felt the oppressive atmosphere and muttered to himself:
"……god?"
Hermes – God of Commerce and Thieves.
When Viktor uttered that name, many people immediately realized who it was.
The residents of the central city of the capital were mostly nobles and wealthy merchants who grew up in a privileged environment and were well-informed.
They accumulated a wealth of knowledge, whether from books or hearsay.
Therefore, even in empires where the spread of religious beliefs was prohibited, people had more or less heard of the real names of those gods.
Among them, Hermes is the most famous.
His name is that of a god among businessmen.
His name was widely known in his business family and became a sacred symbol familiar to businessmen.
Then, the illusory image appeared in the sky.
Taking into account this pressure, and what Viktor had said—
In other words...
"A god has descended to earth?"
Upon realizing this, a chaotic murmur of discussion and astonishment immediately erupted in the square in front of the palace.
Various speculations, surprises, and lamentations... voices rose and fell, never ceasing.
Everyone in the crowd felt as if they were in a dream, and the sudden appearance of the divine being shocked them.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the deity in the sky slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes were as dazzling as golden quicksand, as if flowing with golden light.
“Victor.”
Hermes' voice was ethereal and otherworldly, as if it came from the distant heavens.
It seems to converge from all directions of the earth, echoing in everyone's heart.
The indistinct voice shrouded the hearts of countless people present in a hazy mystery, making it seem incredibly sacred.
However, Hermes suddenly paused, and then stated more clearly:
"No--"
“Victor Clavner”.
As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur of shock and uproar erupted throughout the central square.
The gods cannot read the full names of mortals, because mortals, as insignificant beings, are simply beyond the eyes of the gods.
When a deity speaks a mortal's full name, it signifies the deity's true recognition of that mortal.
In other words...
Has Victor gained the approval of the gods?
Everyone was looking at Hermes, but his golden, shimmering eyes were fixed solely on Victor.
A strong sense of mystery and holiness gradually surrounded Victor.
Victor could strongly sense that Hermes was focusing all his attention on her.
It was as if they wanted to penetrate his soul and uncover all his secrets.
Hermes gazed at Victor, and his divine voice echoed once more.
"I can't understand it."
He kept an eye on Viktor from beginning to end.
But no matter how he looked at it, Viktor was just an ordinary human being.
But as an ordinary human being, the other party was incredibly powerful.
At that moment, Hermes' golden eyes shimmered with flowing light, as if golden sand were constructing mysterious images within them.
The collapsed golden sand gradually rose, forming a huge mountain.
The scorching lava swept across the mountains, and the scorching wind in the air swept over the mountains, scorching the rocks and causing them to crack and crumble.
At the center of the giant mountain, lava surged, and a colossal beast covered in flames and magma stood upright, unleashing a chaotic roar towards the crimson sky.
Viktor stood atop a mountain covered in countless scorching patterns, surrounded by crimson ash and intense heat waves.
His eyes gleamed with blue light, and his body was surrounded by surging magical energy.
The scene before Hermes' eyes kept changing; he was captivated by the sight before him and watched it intently.
With just a blink of an eye, the scene of quicksand in my eyes changed.
The golden sands formed a magnificent gate, and the earth was surrounded by bursts of flames and churning gears.
Crimson flames surrounded the gate, and a flaming goat skull stood majestically in the center of the doorway.
That is where the gates of hell are located.
A mechanical Cerberus engulfed in flames engaged in a fierce struggle with Viktor amidst the inferno.
Seeing Victor gaining an increasing advantage in the battle, Hermes became somewhat embarrassed and angry.
He bestowed divine power upon the hellhound, only to have it forcibly removed by the goddess of justice.
In the end, even with his intervention, he couldn't stop Viktor from defeating the three-headed hound.
This dealt a huge blow to Hermes's heart.
He couldn't understand.
Why does Viktor, an ordinary person, possess such astonishing power?
Viktor's strength seems to originate from within himself, rather than from any external force.
He appears small and vulnerable in the face of any powerful enemy.
Those powerful beings could have easily torn him apart like an insect with just a touch.
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