Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 1011 - 424: Unexpected Visitors_2

Chapter 1011: Chapter 424: Unexpected Visitors_2

So, just in case the other party unexpectedly turns hostile, Zeus would be able to minimize the risk.

Of course, it would be best if everything went smoothly.

“…I never would have imagined.”

“I once courted Metis, the goddess of both wisdom and beauty, and she brought me the help of the Ocean God System.”

“Now, I am about to embark on the same path, and from now on, it’s possible that the Abyss could become my ally…”

“Tsk…I just don’t know how beautiful this legendary Mother of Demons really is?”

“The ultimate in appearance, supreme radiance.”

“I don’t ask for too much, as an Ancient God who likewise spawned Abyssal Demon Lords through parthenogenesis, if she looks like Earth Mother Gaia in her youth, I would be satisfied.”

“The Heavenly Father is the pioneer of sovereignty; I am the person who takes it to another height. Therefore, what he once had, naturally I should have my share too…”

He didn’t show it on his face, but deep down, he was indeed looking forward to it. However, after thinking it over for a moment, Zeus ultimately gave up the idea of inquiring about the other party and decided to keep the surprise for the future.

On one hand, as the only great one in Tartarus, information about Moya was bound to be sparse and distorted. It would be better not to get any information than to receive false news.

On the other hand, it was to give himself a sense of anticipation; after all, no matter what, this beauty praised by countless demons as ‘ultimate’ shouldn’t lose to the many True Gods of the present day, even if tinged with a touch of alien charm.

“Just wait another month… no, another half a month.”

“By then, even if I don’t come forward, they will inevitably find me when they search one by one.”

He shook his head slightly, and with that thought, Zeus also felt somewhat helpless.

Although Zeus no longer had any aversion towards this matter and only retained a measure of caution, passively being discovered was still not something to be happy about.

But what could he do if the Abyss Lord’s command happened to come on the same day as his? It was an unavoidable situation.

So, bowing his head in contemplation, without dwelling on things that couldn’t be changed for now, Zeus focused his energy on places he had been to recently within this level of the Abyss.

The city was sealed off, any intruder would be marked by the illusory Lord Seal triggering the Interface Power. Combined with the temporal seal of this realm, it was akin to catching turtles in a jar.

But if he were to just unleash part of his strength to leave this place first, and then hide the Divine Artifact and the Origin before the Demon Prince’s arrival, that should be more than adequate.

“Let’s go with that.”

“Advance or retreat, I’m prepared.”

After revisiting the plan in his mind, Zeus didn’t find any problems.

Next, all he needed to do was wait.

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Within the Abyss, the expectant Divine King incarnate fell silent for now.

The living creatures of the real world knew too little about Abyss Demons.

Based on what was currently known, Zeus could not be sure if the Lord of the Thunder Pool was a rational Abyssal Demon Lord who reigned in his impulses, unlike his kin, or a fickle madman prone to swift changes in mood.

These things could only be verified with one’s own eyes and the proof of time. He didn’t have that much time, so he had to leave some contingency plans for himself.

Elsewhere, almost concurrently with the descent of the black stele, the Five-Colored Dragon Queen also returned to the Myriad Abyss Plains.

She felt for the black crystal hidden under her dragon scale, discerned her direction, and then headed towards the interrealm that connected the mortal territories and the Abyss.

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He didn’t rush to devour the heart core of the Abyssal Demon Lord Balrog Flame Demon, because the legend of the Asura Field is no longer a secret in Tartarus.

Its birth was related to the fall of a primordial Abyss Demon, and here in Tartarus, absorbing the power of enemies, especially demons and devils consuming each other’s strength, could be blessed with Interface Power.

Although Dragon Mother yearned for the power of the Abyss Demon, she also hoped to exclude the chaotic part of the Abyss as much as possible, so the Asura Field was the most suitable place for her to devour the heart core.

Moreover, if luck was on her side, perhaps a real big shot would lend her a hand, directly wiping the chaotic flame currents from the heart core.

For a time, the two Real Worlders who entered the Abyss seemed to have made a pact. Regardless of whether they gave up on their original goals or not, both were about to achieve the objectives they set out for at the beginning of their journey.

Not considering the flow of time within the Abyss, on Mount Olympus in the real world, the Sun and Moon had only completed their cycles six times.

On this day, the Golden Sun Chariot descended from the west. After parking the Divine Artifact, Apollo returned to his temple as usual.

However, perhaps by coincidence, in the middle of Mount Olympus, Apollo ran into Aphrodite, who could hardly hide her joy yet hurried along.

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, knowing that the astral changes had just occurred not long ago, and in the Zodiacal Star Domain, the Divine Armor associated with the Goddess of Beauty, Pisces, had been cracked with several fissures during the turmoil.

Aphrodite had originally planned to go to the stars to reason with the Victory Goddess endowed with sentience, but before she could set off, the conflict between Aether, the God of Heavenly Light, and the Goddess of the Nether Moon reached the ears of the gods.

She immediately canceled her trip. Facing Nikki, whose true form was a Divine Artifact, Aphrodite dared to question her a few times relying on her strong Divine Power, but facing the more powerful and prestigious Goddess of the Nether Moon, she dared not speak out at all.

Carrying a belly full of grievances back to Mount Olympus, Aphrodite had no choice but to once again vent her anger on Ares.

At that time, Apollo was still surveying the Mortal Realm from the Sun Chariot, and using the right of the High-altitude Patrol left on the ‘Little Sun’ by the Ancient Sun God, he just happened to witness this scene.

In a corner of the Divine Mountain Range, Aphrodite rebuked the War God without any courtesy. If only he had half the ability of Athena, he would not have ended up in his current plight.

Such conversations had happened before, and the Goddess of Beauty’s dissatisfaction with Ares had been long-standing. However, what surprised Apollo was that, perhaps because the War God had been hit too frequently lately, this time Ares only explained a few words,

then left in a huff, leaving Aphrodite, who had no outlet for her anger, behind.

The Goddess of Beauty was furious, and although she maintained an indifferent facade in front of others, she had not laughed in private for a long time… It’s unknown what good fortune had come her way, for her demeanor to be so joyous.

Not having a gossiping nature, Ares simply greeted from afar and did not intend to pry any further.

“Aphrodite, Your Highness, long time no see.”

“…Who is that—Ah, Lord Apollo, long time no see.”

“I really didn’t expect to bump into you here…”

Startled by the sudden voice, Aphrodite looked at its source. Apollo nodded slightly as a return courtesy.

After briefly exchanging pleasantries, the two deities went their separate ways.

The night fell, and it was time for Apollo to return to his temple… but as he passed by Aphrodite, without stopping and turning his back to the Goddess of Beauty, the Sun God couldn’t help but rise a hint of doubt in his eyes.

It was quite strange… He always knew that the scents of various flowers always lingered around Aphrodite, just like the everlasting flower sea in front of the Goddess of Beauty’s temple, always verdant and blooming.

But this time, although it was just a brief encounter, Apollo faintly smelled a scent that was distinctly different from the floral fragrance.

If it were another deity, they might not care about such a trifle, or even fail to notice any difference.

But Apollo was born in the Mortal Realm, and he had once relied on his martial skills and experience to track the Giant Python, so he had always paid close attention to such subtleties.

Although it was just a change in scent, it still raised doubts in his heart.

The smell that typically lingered around volcanoes wasn’t very pleasant, and it was a wonder how Aphrodite had come across it.

“Sulfur… I believe that’s the name.”