Chapter 299: Crazy Explosion of Soldiers, Gods (6.1k)
As the entire Starlight Corridor was lit up, Poseidon withdrew his right hand and spoke leisurely.
"[Chaos], how are you?"
Chaos?
The mermaid prince standing behind his father was slightly stunned when he heard the name, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Chaos, the god of chaos, is said to be the origin of everything in this world. He is the carrier of original order, space, and time, and symbolizes emptiness and darkness.
According to the ancient mythological poems, Chaos, the god of chaos, existed first, but he was unconscious and unchanging. Then the gods rose up and broke the chaos together, allowing the world to be born. Nyx, the goddess of night, the embodiment of night and darkness, the legendary eldest daughter of the gods inherited the strongest power.
So, wasn't the legendary Chaos God already divided? Why is he still here?
Just as Triton was confused, the silver-white metal core in front of him, which was immersed in the starlight and looked like a sphere, began to light up with several light patterns on its surface. It flickered and a low sound came from inside.
"True God Poseidon, you are here again..."
Looking at the silver-white metal core in front of him that responded with a sound, Triton couldn't help but look strange.
[Chaos]——Is it this?
As if noting his son's confused expression, Poseidon sneered in response.
"As you can imagine, this is Chaos, the first Giant to awaken in the Bronze Age. It used itself as a model and the gods as templates to create the twelve main gods of the Bronze Clan, and named itself after the Chaos God Chaos, representing the beginning of all creations of the Bronze Clan. As a result, they eventually brought down divine punishment, causing the entire civilization of the Bronze Age to be exterminated by the gods and sink to the bottom of the sea."
"The world was born in creation and was complete in creation. You created us, so why can't we create new life?"
After hearing Poseidon's account of that period of history, the silver-white metal core asked in confusion.
Then, it paused, and an even duller sound came from inside the metal core.
"To denounce the work of creation as blasphemy and bring disaster upon it is incomprehensible and unacceptable..."
"Because you have exceeded your responsibility!"
Poseidon snorted coldly, his eyes showing disdain.
"You who impersonate the name of God and even dream of stealing His power, you are facing destruction, it is your own fault!"
"What about you? Why are you safe and sound? Chaos larvae who stole the power of creation, descendants of the Titans with the blood of the traitorous gods flowing in their veins?"
“…”
Faced with this blunt question, Poseidon was speechless and his facial muscles twitched slightly.
The sea god, who was at a loss for words, could only change the subject with a gloomy face after a period of silence.
"Okay, I'm not here to chat with you this time, I have something serious to discuss."
"Speaking……"
"The gods have disappeared, Zeus has been bound to Olympus, and the world has entered a new era. You can now leave this forbidden land."
"But this era does not belong to us, and the situation may not be as safe as you say..."
The metal core light patterns flickered, and the voice was rational and cold.
"Tell me, what do you need us to do?"
“…”
Poseidon, whose thoughts were easily seen through, suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
But in the end, the sea god, who had no way of getting angry with a metal ball, had to abandon the political schemes he was not good at and chose to get straight to the point.
"The three goddesses of fate issued an oracle, prohibiting the main gods and beings above them from interfering with the order of the human world, and only allowing gods and demigods to walk in the lower world. Your bronze clan happens to be under restriction and is good at fighting, so I want you to lend me your [Mechanical God] and obey my orders."
"Doesn't your Atlantis have a million troops? So many golden humans..."
“…No more…”
"What about the gods of the Oceanus Sea? As the king of the sea, wouldn't it be better for you to command them?"
“…”
The more Poseidon listened, the darker his face became, until in the end he almost squeezed out ink.
You are really bringing up something that is not related to the topic!
If he could still command those frightened sea gods to continue to work for him;
If Poseidon and Atlantis were still as powerful and prosperous as before;
If I hadn't lost half of my paternal authority, I would still be at the top...
Would he really have to run to this deep sea, lower himself to look for help from these sensitive people?
Poseidon, unable to bear it any longer, tore off his disguise and snorted in threat.
"Have you said enough? If you still want me to cover up for you, give me control of the [Mecha God]!"
“…”
Metal Core was silent for a moment, then reminded faintly.
"Although I am very grateful for your shelter and protection, my people cannot become your cannon fodder. This is what we agreed upon."
Back then, the bronze giants overstepped their bounds in their duty by creating gods, which incurred the wrath of Zeus, and they were destroyed by the king of gods on the pretext of something.
Fortunately, Poseidon, the god of the sea, quietly saved their core and fire, and hid them in this deep sea where no one could reach, allowing them to gain a foothold here and use the resources of the ocean to recuperate.
In return, they would provide Bronze Age technology and bring a glorious civilization to Atlantis.
In this way, the two sides lived in peace for many years, but now this balance seems to be broken.
"This is a different time. My divine power is no longer as strong as before. Without my protection, your future will be difficult. When Zeus is free, it is not impossible for him to bring you another catastrophe."
Poseidon explained the pros and cons by exposing his own shortcomings, and then extended an olive branch.
"So, if you are willing to serve me during these three hundred years, I will let me ascend to the throne of the God King and control the entire Olympus. Then, I can wash away the stigma you once carried and give you this ocean, so that you can have a paradise to live in and the right to walk under the sun!"
The metal core was silent for a long time, as if it had been thinking carefully, and finally a reply came from inside.
"The agreement is passed. I hope you will keep your promise..."
"certainly!"
Poseidon nodded happily, waiting for his latest recruit to fall into his hands.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
The metal core [Chaos] hummed and vibrated, and the starlight in the sky turned into three beams of light, which were infused into the bodies of the three mechanical giants displayed in the corridor.
A moment later, three metal giants that were over a hundred meters tall turned into a pool of mercury-like liquid, and under the stimulation of runes, they took on the outlines and faces of humans, two men and one woman.
Men stood on the left and right sides. One had blue hair and red eyes, and was wearing golden armor. He had tan skin and explosive muscles. He looked handsome, and his aura was violent and sharp, like a saber unsheathed. The other had red hair and golden eyes, and had strong arms. He had an ancient face and exuded a hot aura.
The woman in the center also has red hair and golden eyes. Her facial features and figure are extremely beautiful. She and the man with the same color scheme seem to be a pair.
In addition, the three of them had a pair of wings behind them, as if they were about to spread their wings and fly.
"Mechanical God Ares, Mechanical God Hephaestus, Mechanical God Aphrodite, from now on you will obey the orders of the true god Poseidon, carry out his will, and seek the right to survive for us!"
A solemn voice came from the vibrating metal core, echoing in the sea of stars.
Suddenly, two men and one woman, filled with the aura of gods, slowly opened their eyes, stepped forward, and knelt down to worship the metal core in the starlight.
"Yes, Father!"
The bronze giants regarded their own functions as the power of God, worshipped the best individuals as gods, and created personalities and compiled myths for them, giving them new meaning of existence.
Then, through fighting, they collected and devoured the divinity of some weak indigenous gods at the time, constantly improving and evolving themselves, and from then on, machines became mechanical gods.
Moreover, their existence corresponds one to one with the myths and characteristics of the Olympian gods.
[Mecha God Ares] has excellent combat and destructive performance and is a close combat annihilator model;
[Mechanical God Hephaestus] has the skill to shape metal and give it certain directional enhancements, and forges machines for craftsmen;
[Mecha God Aphrodite] is good at camouflage and infiltration, and is an information intelligence warfare attack model.
In order to facilitate their activities, they also imitated the images of gods and created similar intelligent individuals for themselves.
Obviously, the two men and one woman in front of them are the disguises they have woven for themselves.
Looking at the three newly recruited subordinates, kneeling before him in the name of false gods, Poseidon felt inexplicably comfortable in his heart, as if he had ascended to the throne of the king of gods in advance and was enjoying the worship of the Olympian gods.
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Meanwhile, Olympus, the Great Temple.
"Bang!"
Zeus, sitting on the throne, punched the armrest and yelled at his daughter who had brought shame upon him.
"You are a person who can't do anything good but always causes trouble! Who told you to act on your own?!"
"I, I just want to vent my anger for you."
Eris shrank her neck, looking aggrieved.
Looking at the empty hall and Eris's pitiful appearance, Zeus, who wanted to scold her, suddenly lost interest.
The entire Olympus was deserted, and he had only a few subordinates he could use.
If he took tough measures again, he might not even be able to protect his few subordinates.
In the end, Zeus suppressed his anger and waved his hands helplessly.
"It's over now. Don't act rashly without my instructions. You're seriously injured this time, so you should go back and have a good rest for a while."
"Yes, Father!"
Seeing that she was lucky enough not to be punished, Eris was overjoyed and agreed immediately. Then she quickly flapped her wings which were leaking some air and rushed out of the temple as if escaping for her life.
Although she was very grateful to the Father God for helping her at the critical moment, the atmosphere around the Father God and in the temple was too depressing.
If there is a choice, of course the choice is to slip away first.
Zeus's face turned even darker when he saw his subordinate, whom he had worked so hard to rescue from Athena, ran away without any reluctance right after being scolded.
From now on, you probably won't be able to count on this kind of junk anymore.
Forget it, I don’t really plan to count on this kind of stuff anyway.
After a long period of psychological preparation, Zeus's heart, which had been pounding with anger, barely recovered its steady beat. He rubbed his sore temples and knocked the ground with the staff in his hand.
A beam of starlight descended from the sky and landed in the great temple, transforming into a young man wearing golden armor, with short purple hair, golden eyes, and a gloomy and heroic temperament.
As consciousness returned, the young man raised his hand to his chest and half-knelt toward the figure on the throne.
"Father God, what do you want me to do?"
Looking at the young man's humble attitude, Zeus nodded with satisfaction and pondered solemnly.
"Perseus, although you have accomplished great deeds in the human world and returned to heaven, your brother, your descendant, Hercules, is still lost in suffering and knows nothing about his mission. Therefore, I hope you can become his teacher and guide him on the right path to reunite the Glory of the Gods!"
"So Father God, where can I find Him?"
"He and his mother, Alcmene, are currently in exile on the island of Boeotia."
"I will obey your oracle and live up to your trust!"
After the young man named "Perseus" finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to go down to the mortal world. Seeing this, Zeus stepped forward to stop him.
"Wait, this journey is dangerous, take these magical tools with you for self-defense."
Then, Zeus struck the ground with the staff in his hand, and silver-white arcs of lightning struck Perseus' body, transforming into six divine tools.
They are: feather shoes for walking in the air, a disguise cloak that changes the user's appearance, a bronze mirror shield that negates and reflects magic to a certain extent, Hepa, a scythe for hunting snakes that cuts off the undead, and a wind bag that absorbs divine winds and attacks.
Seeing that Perseus in front of him was thoroughly armed by him, Zeus nodded with satisfaction.
Among the early demigods, Perseus may not be the strongest, but he is the one with the most brains and potential. Therefore, after he completed his achievements in the world, Zeus promoted him to a god and allowed him to enjoy eternal life in heaven, which is now the constellation Perseus.
At the same time, in terms of kinship, Hercules' mother Alcmene was the granddaughter of Perseus, and Hercules was the great-grandson of Perseus, and he had always worshipped his ancestor.
Given these two relationships, it was most appropriate to entrust Hercules, the child of destiny, to Perseus for teaching.
Zeus on the throne looked at Perseus's departing back, stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and a look of complacency as if he had won the victory appeared on his face.
[Perseus] and [the future Hercules]?
With these two trump cards in hand, even if the gods disappear, my destiny is still in my hands!
The God King who had completed the layout leaned back on the throne, held up his chin, and looked down through the clouds coldly at the land that was densely occupied by ant-like humans.
In the field of vision, cities rose up one after another, seas were opened up one after another, and the people called humans crossed rivers, conquered mountains, and even attempted to reach the height of the sky.
What arrogance and what blasphemy!
Zeus was in a very bad mood, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were flashing with silver-white lightning and anger.
He hated these creations that were almost identical to the gods. Through their wildness and rebelliousness, Zeus, who had already broken his own destiny, seemed to be able to vaguely see the future after the fading of the Age of Gods.
Therefore, the king of gods would repeatedly take action to bring down disputes and disasters in an attempt to destroy the group that made him uneasy.
However, although they are as humble as grass and as weak as ants, they have resilience and vitality that Zeus cannot understand.
Even though they were caught up in disputes and disasters time and time again, they were always able to burst out with amazing unity and courage in desperate situations, and together they overcame the darkness and welcomed the dawn.
Today, as time goes by, humans are growing into a rising force that can no longer be ignored.
The Olympian gods maintained their pride on the surface, but in order to further expand their influence and compete for faith, they had long been walking on earth, bestowing gifts on humans in order to gain their worship and faith, and thereby strengthen themselves.
A bunch of short-sighted idiots!
Zeus looked at the empty hall and snorted coldly with a gloomy face.
He pondered for a long time, seemed to have made up his mind, raised his staff again and knocked the ground.
A vortex of thunder formed on the ground, as if it hung down from the clouds and reached the depths of the ocean.
A moment later, a red and black mud stream surged out from the giant whirlpool and gathered in the hall, forming a red and black lake mixed with pure malice.
Buzz!
Amidst the heart-pounding tremors, ripples appeared on the surface of the lake, and an ever-changing pitch-black cube slowly condensed and rose, and its volume continued to expand.
After a moment, this thing twisted by itself like a Rubik's Cube, and dark scarlet magic patterns covered the entire surface of the black container.
But finally the darkness was illuminated, and a pool of red and black liquid rose from the dark interior to the top, gathering into a figure wrapped in a red and black mud-like cocoon membrane.
The hideous red and black lines spread wildly from the abdomen to the surrounding area, and a strong sense of malice permeated. The temperature in the room suddenly dropped several levels.
“Boom!”
The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning were roaring, and it was full of ominous signs.
Buzz!
At this moment, the pitch-black metal cube hummed sharply, and the scarlet magic pattern lit up. After a while of flickering, it turned into a red and black mud cocoon with a human-shaped outline.
Snap!
Then, a crisp shattering sound was heard from inside to outside, and a white arm tore through the red and black afterbirth that wrapped itself, and a graceful and tall figure walked out of it, with dark purple hair cascading behind her like a waterfall, and innocence and charm coexisting in her amber eyes, as if it was a combination of holiness and filth, with a contradictory yet unified temperament.
"Hehe, are you finally willing to let me out?"
With a laughter as sweet as a silver bell, the charming girl stretched lazily, looked up at Zeus on the throne, and licked his moist cherry lips with her curling pink tongue.
As their eyes met, the amber eyes immediately enlarged in Zeus's vision until they occupied his entire heart.
His consciousness was pulled down, as if immersed in endless darkness.
Looking up, Zeus saw a world in ruins. There were dark, hollow celestial bodies with red and black mud flowing around their borders, pouring malice onto the devastated earth. All light was swallowed up, and under his feet were countless dry bones and debris.
The winged nymph, the heartless Titan, the twisted golden corpse, the headless bronze giant... all appeared in his eyes one after another.
"snort!"
Zeus made a cold nasal sound, his eyes were filled with thunder, his divine light was like lightning, and his terrifying power tore the entire dark world apart.
"Woo~"
The charming girl in the hall wailed, her face turned pale, she covered the flashing lightning mark on her chest, her eyes full of resentment.
"Father God, why are you so angry when I was just joking with you?"
"You should know that what I hate most is overstepping one's bounds."
Zeus, sitting on the throne, looked down at the witch who had destroyed several eras, his eyes were cold and gloomy.
"I know, I know."
The girl named Pandora waved her hand, as perfunctorily as possible, then blinked her bright eyes and asked interestedly.
"So, what dirty work do you want me to do for you this time?"
“…”
Zeus' face turned dark and he struck the ground with his staff.
“Boom!”
Lightning bolts as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, electrocuting a young girl on the field who was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. She uttered a mournful cry and became completely quiet. She could only change her words in a depressed tone.
"Well, what do you want, Father?"
"For now, stay with Perseus in secret and help him and Hercules complete the trial. Report to me immediately if there are any unusual movements between the human world and them."
Zeus ordered calmly, then paused, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
"When necessary, you can 'help' them..."
Hearing the deliberately emphasized syllable, the girl understood and bowed in response.
"I will obey your commands, Father."
Zeus nodded, struck his scepter, and tore open a passage with thunder. He looked at the red and black mud flowing down from the hole and muttered to himself.
"Don't let me down... Pandora..."
~~
At the same time, beneath the mountains of Thessaly.
Tall and ferocious figures gathered in the dark cave. Two figures of normal human size, wearing black robes, stood at the front of the team. They placed bloody organs on two ancient and mottled bronze altars in the center, chanting the crude and ancient words of God.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
A strange tremor was heard, and columns of evil light, some scarlet, some red and some black, shot up into the sky from the altar.
Dark clouds gathered from all directions; wailing, roaring, and muttering merged into a maddening noise; the smell of decay, blood, and frenzy intertwined and condensed, forming rolling and tumbling angry dragons, which together formed two dark and gloomy figures on the altar.
One is a giant dragon with hundreds of heads, and the other is a Titan holding a pitch-black sickle.
——Typhon, the founder of the demons, and Kronos, the king of the Titans.
In the cave, the gods and monsters who once served under Typhon, and the Gigantes (giants) who possessed the blood of traitors, looked at the two old gods and kings on the altar who finally responded to the call, and couldn't help but howl in excitement.
Since the Titan War and the War with Typhon, the two old gods who were defeated and imprisoned in Tartarus have completely cut off contact with the earth.
No matter how they called or how they offered sacrifices, they could never get a response.
Until recently, when the war of gods broke out in Olympus and the seal of the underworld loosened, they were able to get in touch with their former master.
But, just a little bit.
There was an obscure vibration in front of the altar. Two humanoid figures in black robes listened for a moment, then turned around and interpreted the oracle to the believers of the old gods.
"Go ahead, do your best, and in your own way, let the people on earth understand what "fear" and "death" are!"
“Roar, roar, roar!”
The roars that rose one after another, like rolling thunder, echoed in the deep caves. The gods, monsters and giants showed cruel and excited expressions.
Finally, they no longer have to hide in this dark underground like rats.
(End of this chapter)
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