Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 952 - 393 Traits and the Five Colors_2

Chapter 952: Chapter 393: Traits and the Five Colors_2 Chapter 952 -393: Traits and the Five Colors_2 He then came to the portal of the Abyss, first seducing Mother Earth and then together conceiving Typhon.

Undoubtedly, this was a thorough failure, but this failure had also made the Lord of Darkness fully realize the true nature of the Blood Mother Tree. Even without having created a world or touched the power of the Creation Domain, he had deduced the real strength of the Blood Mother Tree.

In the remnants of the Nine Realms, the imposition of the world’s laws restrained, and in the Chaos World, the Mother Tree was still suppressed by the prevailing laws of this realm.

From the domain of strength alone, Erebus could not gauge the opposing strength. The fragmented [Life Vase], although hopeless to ever reach the status of [Genesis Artifact], still had a gap different from ordinary deities who had never touched this domain.

If an Outer God were limited to Great Divine Power, then in one’s home field and with another entity of Great Divine Power providing strength, the [Life Vase] could use the long stretch of the world to erode the divided power of an Outer God.

However, the ultimate result was still the failure of the vase, the power of the Mother Tree remained immovable. In this context, the only possibility was that the power of the Mother Tree was an entire level higher.

Due to its incompleteness, the [Life Vase] could not be perfected, which meant that at the very least, the Blood Mother Tree also possessed some characteristics above Great Divine Power. And since He couldn’t truly taint Himself, He couldn’t possibly be an existence that rivals the world itself.

Thus, any power directly from the Mother Tree could not be absorbed by the vase; there was at least a layer in between.

Even considering that the might of the Outer God ultimately exceeded his past understanding, out of caution, Erebus chose to add another layer.

Only the power of ordinary evil creatures, inferior even to the True God domain, was he willing to allow elves to use as sacrifices to enhance the power of the Golden Apple Tree.

As for someone like Zeus who directly absorbed the power of Typhon… even if given the chance by the Lord of Darkness, he would still choose to avoid it far away.

“…Is that so… That’s really a pity.”

With an unchanged expression, knowing this result, Zeus felt somewhat regretful.

His reason for approaching Erebus this time was partially due to concerns about these elves, and largely due to contemplations about his own future.

Upon discovering the elves’ actions of hunting evil creatures for sacrifices, the Divine King did think whether he could do the same.

If he could truly commandeer the power of Typhon for himself, then he wouldn’t have to worry about the ‘Fruit of One Day’ anymore.

Now that the Lord of Darkness had personally dismissed his idea, the Divine King had somewhat anticipated this outcome.

If it can’t be done, then let it be. The most pressing matter now is to explore the Abyss.

Not just because of the Great Serpent, Zeus also remembered the forebodings he had when he previously attempted to enter Tartarus.

When saving the Titans at the end of the second era, and not long ago when trying to track Keto, he had these faint premonitions.

Inside the Abyss, there seemed to be something closely related to him.

Heracles couldn’t wait any longer; Zephyrus had yet to report the latest developments. Besides, even if the God of West Wind returned, Zeus wasn’t sure if the Great Hero could now meet his needs.

There was no other way, the Divine King had to choose to go himself.

As for these Dark Elves, they were merely tools to ‘cover’ for his avatar.

Once they entered the Abyss, there was no need for them to return.

Including Erebus, even though he still didn’t know what that premonition meant, Zeus didn’t want others to know his trump cards, so any insiders only had one path—death.

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Tartarus… the most powerful among the Primordial Deities.

If he could find a way to borrow this power within Him, not to mention mere celestial spaces and seas, even if the Spirit Realm and the Lord of Darkness combined, what would he have to fear.

“Lord Erebus, thank you for your answers, regardless.”

With a smile, the Divine King timely expressed his gratitude.

Now, he knew all he needed to know. Just out of courtesy, Zeus still made the invitation.

“With your help, I will soon try to delve into the Abyss.”

“As long as there are no forces of Great Divine Power level, it should not cause His unrest… So, Lord Erebus, would you come along?”

“Hmm…”

“At first, I didn’t want to go.”

“But since you’ve kindly invited me, as an ally, it wouldn’t be right to decline.”

In the indescribable shadows, the Lord of Darkness faintly responded.

“…”

“Cough cough… Actually, you don’t have to force yourself. After all, as a Primordial God, Tartarus is far more sensitive to your power than the Power of God-King…”

“Not forcing.”

The voice seemed to contain a wisp of a faint smile, as the Lord of Darkness calmly explained.

“I will not go there myself, but one of my servants is well suited for that place.”

“The Five-Colored Dragon Mother, her physical strength rivals more than one of my Divine Body’s hands. Although I am not known for my Divine Body, this strength allows her to combat the Titans with her physical body.”

“With her assistance, your journey to the Abyss should be much smoother.”

“As long as that being you fought with does not discover you, you can traverse freely within it.”

“…”

The smile became somewhat stiff. Zeus did not know what Erebus was up to.

Being one of the oldest deities since the creation of heaven and earth, what more is there to explore in the Abyss for you?

Even if there is, why must you come see it with me?

For the past tens of thousands of years, when have you not been able to go? Before I came to find you today, it didn’t hinder you from going by yourself.

Why do you have to wait until I invite you before you accept the invitation, contrary to your usual behavior?

“What, are you somewhat surprised?”

“There’s no need for that, in fact, this is also to dispel your concerns.”

“Previously on Mount Olympus, you insisted on waiting for me to handle that human who bathed in the Styx River. I guessed you were still suspicious of the purpose behind our cooperation.”

“To prevent these misunderstandings from accumulating too long, I decided then that if you invited me again to do something, I would try my best to satisfy.”

Casually finding an excuse for his motive, Erebus did not know whether Zeus believed him or not.

Regardless of whether he believes or not, this journey to the Abyss is set.

Observing that so-called Hell is one aspect, on the other hand, he also needs to prepare an additional backup plan for himself.

Erebus is well aware of the dissolution of the Nine Realms, and although he has not witnessed the destruction of Hemenu, the power unleashed by Chaos somewhat confirmed that another world has become His fodder.

In this gluttonous feast, Tartarus definitely got a significant share, but the Realm of Lightness is also expanding every moment.

The reason is nothing else, among Hemenu’s paired Eight Primordial Spirits, [Boundless Darkness] is one of them, and it is also one of the few whose power has not been divided.

From the beginning of the world’s destruction to its end, its power remained relatively complete and was accepted by Chaos relatively quickly.

Although for the world and the transference of world power, the [Darkness] of one world does not necessarily fully transform into the [Darkness] of another world, in any case, this is a very close connection.

For ordinary deities, this is an enormous fortune.

For instance, in the far reaches of the cosmos, Ancient Titan Coeus was extremely excited.

Even though he had also worried that the laws of the current world might give rise to another deity who would divide his authority, this constant rise in power is very real.

After an epoch, watching the ever-expanding edge of the cosmos, Coeus for the first time felt a glimpse of hope for reaching the pinnacle.

However, when all of this falls on Erebus, it becomes another matter.

The continuously rising power pressures his personality, and being at the core of the Realm of Lightness, often just a moment of distraction, when Erebus wakes again, a year has already passed in the Mortal Realm.

Once, this brief slumber was controllable. But now, it occasionally slips out of his control.

He must do something now, whether to strengthen his own personality or to weaken the growing power.

And both of these methods may be resolved in the Abyss.

“…Is that so, you misunderstood… Lord Erebus, I have never doubted you…”

Beside him, although reason told Zeus that this was probably just an excuse found by the Lord of Darkness, the Divine King still felt it was a bit like shooting himself in the foot.

But given the situation, he could not limit what a Primordial God should do.

So, with a reluctant smile, Zeus slowly nodded.