Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 636 - 213: Double Kings

As contradictions fermented within the palace atop the ocean, deep below, in the Underworld.

A pale purple moon illuminated the ashen soil, impervious to the influences of the mortal realm.

Almost the moment Hera clasped the thunder to strike the sheepskin shield, a silver serpent flashed across the doorway to the Underworld.

Eternal Night and Darkness enveloped both sides, the ceaseless River of Sorrow churning with waves.

Due to the unique spatial rules of the Underworld, no matter from where one came above ground, they would always arrive at the same entrance. Thus, Hades had built a gateway, dividing the mortal realm from the Underworld.

And at that moment, no living creature stood before this grand door, only a man clad in black armor, his complexion pale, leaning on his sword. Beside him, souls undulated with the flow of the Styx River.

Of course, calling him a human was only in appearance.

Only Zeus could ascertain he was no deity, but whether he was truly human was quite doubtful.

"Aegis..."

Emerging from a blaze of lightning, after many years, the Divine King once again stepped into this savage land as viewed by all gods.

For some reason, Zeus felt something had changed here, but after sensing around, he came up with nothing.

He shook his head slightly, casting aside the illusion. Perhaps it was an impact from previously dealing with the invasion of an Outer God... The real reason Zeus stopped was not this illusion, but rather the clash between thunder and the sheepskin shield far out on the ocean.

Falling from the sky for nine days and nine nights, one reaches the Earth; from the Earth falling nine days and nine nights, one reaches the Netherworld. But this immense distance seemed not so vast for Zeus now, standing here, he could still feel his own divine artifact.

Hera had used it and then it was easily blocked by the Shield of Aegis.

Although it was a bolt of thunder he had left intentionally and he had known all along it could not trouble Athena, Zeus still felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing the artifact, once cherished so deeply by himself, rendered so powerless.

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His subtle fear of Athena came just like this, not overnight, but over centuries, each time she silently demonstrated her capability.

Fortunately, she was a goddess... Thinking no further, Zeus felt he should adjust his attitude.

Looking at Erebus, he never had these backward-looking concerns. Although this also had to do with the power of Primordial Gods not being as replaceable as the throne of God-King, Zeus still felt he had something to learn.

"Halt, who goes there!"

As thoughts fluttered through his mind, it all took but a moment outside.

When Zeus’s form materialized at the doorway of the Underworld, a loud shout resounded across both banks of the Styx River.

The man holding a heavy sword raised his head, his eyes beneath the mask piercing and bright. A profound and frigid aura was released from him, filling the ashen wilderness.

And being interrogated, Zeus was surprised to discover that this seemingly non-living being possessed quasi-godly power, even among true gods he was not weak.

[Zagreus, a gatekeeper Hades had found from somewhere]

[Possessing a more potent undying physique than a normal divine body, yet not a demigod... I had thought this was just a rumor]

The corner of Zeus’s lips twitched as he remembered the other’s presence.

Zephyrus had brought up this matter, but speaking of it, as the King of the Underworld, Hades was quite fitting, after all, he always liked dealing with dead things... With a light smile, Zeus did not conceal his divine identity.

"I am the Divine King of Olympus, as well as the king of the Sky, Ocean, and Earth. Step aside, I am entering the Underworld, this is my rightful privilege."

"..."

The silent, unceremoniously inspecting man named Zagreus then silently moved to clear the path.

The armor plates clinked crisply against each other, sounding off clear metal-on-metal collisions.

Although displeased with Zagreus’s attitude, considering he was a subordinate of Hades, Zeus said nothing.

Soon, he had agreed to Erebus’s proposal to stir up the conflict for the Golden Apple in order to change this status quo.

It wouldn’t be long before everything changed... Paying no heed to this tactless individual, Zeus effortlessly crossed past the place guarded by Zagreus, passed over the River of Sorrow, and then generally identified the direction.

Earlier, he had tracked across oceans and earth layers following that aura, but upon reaching the Underworld, he suddenly lost track of it.

It seemed as if melded into the Underworld itself, the aura vanished without a trace, but Zeus quickly understood why.

The Underworld had originated from the mingling domains of the four Primordial Gods, so in theory, the power of all four Primordial Deities could achieve this feat.

However, Erebus had just reached an agreement with him, Nyx was a suspect but unlikely; if the search proved fruitless, he might try confirming by paying a visit to this most low-profile Primordial God.

The rest was also possible; Gaia was still the Earth God... So logically, this should be related to Tartarus.

Yes, a logical deduction. Besides, a god unseen in the present world likely originated from the chaotic Abyss.

An answer was found, but Zeus felt increasingly troubled.

Tartarus, a place outside the present world. There, his power as Divine King was bound to be greatly suppressed and weakened.