Greek Mythology: I open a treasure chest at Olympus - Chapter 23

“Hecate, I know your name, and it is said that you are working on ‘magic’ that can perform extraordinary power without the corresponding divine power of the priesthood.”

“But I’ll tell you, all of this is unnecessary. The only way to conquer everything is with true power!”

Ares held a shield in one hand, swung a giant sword in the other, exuding a tyrannical aura, and charged fiercely toward Hecate.

“Sure enough, he’s a brute who only knows how to cut people down!”

Hecate spoke with sarcasm; she liked handsome gods like Apollo, who were polite and knowledgeable.

On the contrary, she scoffed at the gods who had developed limbs and only knew how to use brute force.

A brown staff appeared in her hand, and she pointed it towards the air, and a dark light suddenly shot towards Ares.

Boom!

Ares swung his sword horizontally and hit the light. However, he was surprised that the light only had a weak power fluctuation.

“Sure enough, it’s a fledging Main God!”

He laughed darkly, and his sword, with an endless war fury in his hand, slashed swiftly on top of Hecate’s head.

But when it fell, Ares was shocked to find that his sword had missed.

It was simply impossible!

The dignified God of War, how could there be such a thing as missing while cutting people?

He didn’t want to believe it and yelled; the blade turned and slashed at Hecate’s throat.

But something strange happened again, although his movements were precise; when the huge sword cut out, it took a weird arc and completely deviated from the original track it should have taken.

However, he only realized it in the end.

“Are you surprised? The direction of everything is often guided by opportunity, and I am the goddess of opportunity!”

Hecate’s calm voice came faintly, Ares felt a chill on his back, and a majestic divine force hit his body.

“War Domain!”

Sensing the impending danger, Ares roared, and a bloody shadow suddenly appeared on his body.

Swords, noise, slaughter, blood, corpses, flames… One after another image, like a carefully drawn oil painting, constituted a phantom of the battlefield filled with evil spirits.

In Olympus, seeing this scene through the crystal, Hera’s face was full of surprise.

“To actually make Ares use the power of the domain that belongs to the Main God alone right from the start, it’s no wonder that Hecate is favored by the goddess Nyx.”

“Although there was such an accident, fortunately, the situation is still under control.”

She manipulated the crystal and looked in the other direction of the battlefield.

The blond-haired Apollo stood silently on the sea while his white robe fluttered in the wind.

Achelous and the other three gods surrounded him step by step.

“Son of Leto, remember my name, Gorgan, the name of the man who killed you!”

The first to take action was the blue-haired god who called himself Gorgan. With his divine power, the boundless ocean rolled up into monstrous waves in the blink of an eye, slapping against Apollo on the sea’s surface.

Immediately, the two gods, except Achelous, also attacked.

One rolled up a monstrous hurricane that shook the sea, and one made the bottom of the sea grow countless water plants, twisting and rolling out of the sea.

Watching the battle from afar, Astraea looked a little anxious and warned.

“Apollo, Gorgan is the God of raging waves, Flottel is the God of sea breeze, and Les is the God of seaweed; they are all naturally born Gods of the Sea.”

As early as the period of the first generation of gods, the Primordial Sea God Pontos was active in the ocean when he ruled the sea. Later, he was subdued by Oceanus and classified into the Oceanic Gods, each of which was an Upper God.

“It turned out to be a god of nature.” A smile appeared on the corner of Apollo’s mouth.

There were three origins of the gods in the Greek world, and the most important was the god race that had their parents and bloodlines.

Most of the gods today were born in this way, and they belonged to a single family.

The second type of god was naturally born, and this type of god was best known for the five primordial gods, symbolizing a part of the composition of the world.

But the five primordial gods were only the most powerful and oldest of these gods.

There were many similar gods.

However, most of these natural gods perished in the ignorant era at the beginning of chaos, and most of the rest died during the reign of the first King of Gods, Uranus.

So that the entire gods remained were only the children of the Earth Mother and Uranus.

As for the third type, it was the gods born for some special reasons.

The most famous of them was Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty.

Her birth was caused by the scythe seizure of the throne of the first-generation King of gods Uranus and the second-generation Cronus. The blood of the first-generation God, King Uranus, splashed into the ocean, giving birth to this most beautiful goddess.

There was also her son Eros, the little god of love, who was also a god born for a special reason.

The continuous seaweed broke through the surface of the sea like a thin snake, winding towards Apollo, hindering his movement.

The turbulent hurricane stirred the sea, and the endless wind and waves swept the world like invisible fists, bombarding Apollo at the center.

And the majestic and turbulent waves rolling and rising were even more ups and downs, shaking the ocean, carrying infinite power, and smashing everything.

Being surrounded and attacked in the center, Apollo’s expression was full of regret: “In this era, natural gods are too rare. It’s a pity I will reduce their number by three again today.”

“If your strength can match your arrogance, this is still possible!” The three natural sea gods laughed coldly as they pushed their divine power to the limit.

There was also a sneer on Achelous’ face over there, and a whirlpool gushed out, rushing towards Apollo.

The combined power of the four Upper Gods sealed off the ocean and the sky. Even Ares couldn’t control his surprise.

“Achelous and the other three are all at the top of Upper Gods, and they are all sea gods. While standing on the ocean, they can compete with the Main God alone. The power of the four together is difficult for even the real Main God!”

Looking at the hurricane, waves, whirlpools, and seaweed that spread alarmingly in the crystal, Hera’s face was full of pleasure.

She couldn’t wait to see Apollo being slapped to pieces by the endless waves.

At this moment, an incomparably brilliant light covered the crystal’s view.

Accompanied by the sacred and solemn voice of Apollo.

“I am the God of light, and my glory shines on all beings; my glory travels in the heaven, earth, and sea!”