Chapter 663: The Fall of Ghost Father
In front of a cave somewhere in the belly of Saffron Mountain.
The goddess Anat jumped off the chariot and showed the divine tablet in her hand to the two stone giants guarding the gate.
Seeing the name of the Father God El on it, the stone giant immediately opened the restriction on the entrance of the cave and then respectfully stepped aside.
Passing through the dark and narrow corridor, at the end is a dim and damp stone room.
The stone chamber was airtight, and the walls were engraved with repressive divine patterns.
A figure was tied up with several magical chains as thick as a baby's arm, and was imprisoned in a stone chamber in a miserable state.
It was her lover, the good brother Baal who had just been punished for making a serious mistake.
Anat's eyes flashed, and he waved to the four god guards beside him and ordered:
"You guys go down first, I want to talk to him alone."
“Your Highness, this may be against the rules…” The four divine guards looked embarrassed.
"Rules? The Father God's tablet is in my hand, and my orders are the rules!"
Then, Anat glanced at the guard, put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and asked sinisterly: "Or do I need to invite you personally?"
Smelling the smell of blood in the air, the guards shook their heads in panic and immediately retreated obediently.
As the goddess of battle, Her Royal Highness is known for her bravery, bellicosity, and bloody cruelty.
Not only did she use her powerful military force to kill almost all the dragons, snakes, monsters, and evil gods in Canaan, making all kinds of gods and monsters terrified, but she also liked to join the battlefield of mortals and slaughter the enemies with all kinds of weapons until all the enemies were killed, then she would wash her fingers in the blood of warriors and heroes and end her entertainment.
Therefore, if this evil star is unhappy, he will really draw his sword and kill people.
Moreover, considering her noble status and the degree of favor she enjoyed in front of Father God Iler, even if these guards were killed by the princess for performing their duties, they would probably have no place to seek justice.
Being a guard is just a job, not something you should risk your life for.
As the outsiders left, Anat immediately rushed into the prison and released her brother.
Fortunately, although Baal looked a little shabby, he did not suffer any serious consequences because of his special and noble status.
After confirming that the other party was not seriously injured, Anat's face turned cold, and he immediately slapped the handsome face:
"You idiot, why would you touch anyone else but her?"
"She took the initiative..."
Baal covered his swollen face and explained half embarrassedly and half guilty.
Anat felt a little disappointed:
"You dare to do that when she takes the initiative?"
"She's so lonely, as her son, I should try to find a solution, right? This is also my way of showing filial piety."
"Being filial? I think you are obsessed with sex! You are willing to give up your life just for that thing in your pants!"
"It's not that exaggerated."
Baal smiled awkwardly and took his sister's hand with a shameless face:
"It's just consolation, it's not a big deal. My dear sister, as long as you are willing to come forward and plead for me, my father will definitely let me out when he calms down."
"Huh, you still want to go out?"
Anat snorted and shook off her brother's hand, with a sarcastic look on her face:
"Do you know that you have completely pissed off that old bull this time? He is very angry and has made up his mind to deal with you! Now, he is preparing to invite Yam to Mount Zaphon to replace you and become the next leader of the Canaanite tribe."
Yam, their elder brother, the eldest of four siblings, is the god-king who rules the sea.
In terms of bloodline and identity, he is indeed qualified to inherit the kingship of the Father God El.
When Baal heard the news, his expression suddenly changed:
"Anat, you are not kidding me, are you?"
"The messenger the old man sent to invite Yam was just stopped by me at the foot of the mountain and killed secretly. Otherwise, you can just wait for Yam to come up the mountain and kick you away."
Anat threw away the divine tablet in his hand and stated the truth expressionlessly.
Baal took a deep breath and immediately cursed with a dark face:
"Isn't the old man too heartless? I am his biological son, and he clearly promised to make me his heir!"
"Who told you not to control your lower body!"
"He is the same. It's not enough for him to have a mother. He also wants to take you away from me!"
Baal held his sister's hand tightly and angrily accused his father of brutality.
At the beginning of the Canaanite Age of Gods, the Father God El created the Queen of Heaven, Asherah, in fire and combined with her.
The two sides gave birth to 70 sons of God, who were divided into 70 nations, and Asherah thus became the mother of all gods.
The four siblings were born during that period.
As his younger sister Anat grew more and more beautiful, the father god set his sights on this daughter in the name of "Creation". He slept with the mother and daughter together, thus creating the stars in the sky, and let the mother and daughter give birth to seven huge good gods symbolizing abundance.
After that, the father god Iler often summoned Anat into the palace to express his "fatherly love" to this beautiful daughter.
As Anat's brother and lover, Baal has walked all the way across the green grassland.
If his father God El had not promised him that he would make him the next heir of Mount Zafon, he would never have agreed to let his sister and lover Anat serve this foolish old man while he worked hard for him.
Originally he thought that if he could hold out, he would be able to come to the fore after the old man abdicated.
He didn't expect that just by imitating his old father and doing something similar, he would make the old man so angry that he wanted to deprive him of his position as heir.
You are allowed to sleep with my wife, but I am not allowed to sleep with your wife?
This is so unfair!
And according to the rules of Canaan, after you abdicate, everything you own, including Mount Zafon, the Canaanite gods, your mother and your sister, will become mine.
I'm just enjoying it in advance, is there any need to make a fuss about it?
Baal was angry and couldn't help cursing:
"After you've used me, you want to kick me out? This old man is too mean! He also wants Yam to pick up the ready-made things? No, I will never agree to that!"
"Humph, you are now a prisoner. Your life or death depends on his will. Even if you are dissatisfied, what can you do?"
Anat crossed her arms and snorted in reply.
Baal's eyes rolled, and he immediately grabbed his sister's arm tightly, saying lovingly:
"Anat, don't we still have you? Since you are willing to come to see me, you will definitely not ignore me, right?"
Anat turned her head away, her face cold and she said nothing.
Although she loved this handsome and sweet-talking brother, she was very angry that he secretly climbed into the bed of her mother Asherah without telling her.
As if he had noticed the source of his sister's dissatisfaction, Baal hugged his sister's arm and explained pitifully:
"Anat, I was thinking about our future. The old man is reluctant to give up his throne, and I want to get the [Power of God] of Canaan from him. I don't know how long it will take. If it's just me who suffers, it doesn't matter, but there is still you. Every time I see you forcing a smile to serve that old man, my heart aches.
So, I wanted to make my mother happy and gain her support.
This way, our hard times will come to an end sooner rather than later, and you can be with me openly and honestly, becoming the new queen of Saffron Mountain!"
Listening to her brother's explanation, Anat was skeptical:
"real?"
"My sincerity towards you is evident to all!"
Baal made a solemn promise, but left some of the content deliberately vague in his words.
Anat was touched by her lover's sweet words and her expression softened:
"Okay, I know you're sincere to me, otherwise I wouldn't risk coming here to save you."
As she spoke, Anat swung her sword to cut off the shackles and released her lover brother.
Just as the brother and sister were quietly moving towards the door of the stone chamber, a voice came faintly from the darkness:
"If you leave like this, you will really have no future."
"who?"
The brother and sister looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beautiful girl with long black-purple hair and amber eyes standing quietly in the shadow of the corner.
"Lilitu? How did you get in?"
Baal recognized the girl in front of him, and a trace of vigilance appeared on his face.
Pandora raised her hand to cover her lips, and a charming smile appeared on her charming face:
"Don't be nervous. I have no ill intentions. I am only trying to help you and Your Highness the Princess, two lovers."
"Help us? Are you so kind?"
"Believe it or not."
Pandora smiled slightly and looked at Anat who was also wary of her:
"But I have to remind you two that if you leave like this, I'm afraid you won't have a good ending. First, the entire Canaan is under the control of the Father God. Even if you want to escape, how far can you escape? Second, even if the Father God is really magnanimous and doesn't pursue this matter, when the Sea God Yam takes over, he may not let a threat roam around outside."
Upon hearing this, the brother and sister's faces darkened.
Indeed, the disputes over royal power have always been brutal. Neither their provoked father god nor their good big brother Yam, who is about to take over, will make it easy for them.
If you want to survive, there seems to be only one way to go.
Baal narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickering faintly:
"You mean, let us replace the Father?"
"That's right. Only when the owner of this Safen Mountain changes can you control your own destiny. He has just been seriously injured and is angry. He is at his weakest right now. If you want to take action, this is the best opportunity."
Pandora smiled and nodded.
Hearing this, Anat couldn't help but sneered:
"Chance? What a joke! Even if that old guy is not very good, he is still a god of origin. How can we pull him off the throne?"
“No matter how strong a lion is, it cannot stay awake forever. It will always take a nap. During this time, even a child who can just hold a weapon can kill it easily.”
"So when does he nap?"
Baal couldn't help but ask, and it was obvious that he was interested.
Pandora pursed her lips and smiled, looking at the prince teasingly:
"As a male, you must know more about this than I do."
Got it!
Baal thought about the reason why he was arrested, and suddenly he came to his senses, with a gleam of excitement in his eyes.
This is indeed a good opportunity!
If he handles it properly, he might really be able to drive the Father God off the stage and take over the throne ahead of time.
but……
Baal suppressed his excitement and looked at Pandora in the corner:
"Why are you telling us this? What good will it do you?"
"You know, I come from Babylon, and am the profile of Ninlil, the goddess of the south wind."
Pandora revealed her identity as Lilitu, and then added meaningfully:
"And Enlil, the Lord of Air and Spirit, is the husband of the South Wind Goddess..."
Enlil's people?
Baal looked at the foreign goddess thoughtfully:
"You did all this at his instruction?"
"Although we come from a foreign land, we already consider ourselves a part of Canaan and want to take root in this land. Of course, it would be best if we were under your wise leadership."
Pandora gave a charming smile and answered respectfully.
Baal heard this and thought:
It turns out that he wanted to gain a position as a god for himself through this chaos.
That's right, chaos is a ladder.
If Canaan remained unchanged and the throne of God was not vacant, how could Enlil, an outsider, have a chance to come to the fore?
Whether it was a coincidence or fate, his duties were quite similar to those of Enlil, both of them were related to storms and thunder.
As long as he ascended to the throne and became the new god of origin of Canaan, his original throne would be vacant, making it most suitable for Enlil to take over.
No wonder this guy dared to risk offending Father God El and place a heavy bet on him.
Baal felt relieved and said with a smile:
"No problem. As long as he helps me accomplish this, he can take over my position as God and become one of the three new Gods of Canaan!"
"Lord Enlil's identity is too sensitive. If we show up directly, it will easily alert the enemy, which will not be worth the loss. Therefore, I will take action on his behalf and help Her Royal Highness the Princess capture the old lion."
After listening to Pandora's story, Anat realized it belatedly and her face changed slightly:
"You want me to attack the Father?"
"This is all for our future, Anat."
"No, the risk is too high! What if..."
"Anat, do you really want to be abused by that old man forever? Even if it's not for me, you should consider it for yourself!"
Looking at the handsome and strong brother in front of her, and then thinking about her confused and old father, Anat hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.
She is still young, so it goes without saying who she wants to spend her life with.
Seeing that the brother and sister had made up their minds, Pandora smiled and waved.
A divine power of desire surged into Anat's body, making this Canaanite goddess of love and war even more beautiful and charming.
Then, Pandora changed her form, disguised herself as Baal, and took the initiative to step into the stone chamber:
"Then I will wait here for your triumphant return!"
This was not only to eliminate the hidden danger for Baal, but also another form of surrender in which one entrusted his life.
Baal was completely relieved and had no more worries.
He immediately turned into a golden insect, hid on Anat's body, walked out of the cave with his sister, and headed straight for the Storm Temple on the top of the mountain.
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Half an hour later, a shrill and old scream resounded throughout the entire Saffron Mountain.
Iler covered his bleeding crotch, feeling the loss of his divinity and patriarchy, and looked at his daughter in disbelief.
Anat was sitting up on the bed, spitting out something bloody and mangled from her mouth in disgust.
At the same time, Baal, who was lurking in his sister's body, turned back into a human form in a flash of golden light, and rushed towards his father with a grim smile and a sword drawn:
"Your good days are over, old man!"
(End of this chapter)
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