God of Ten Thousand Armies

"I will participate in the Trojan War as a third party, and if I can win this battle, I will consider it a successful gamble."

"So--"

"You should all acknowledge what I just said."

The words from the sage reached the ears of the four goddesses present, leaving them all stunned.

Aphrodite, Goddess of Beauty, scoffed. "... Mere humans, thinking that possessing power superior to ours, can presume to interfere with the games of the gods?"

"Otherwise what?"

Rovi clenched his fist.

Aphrodite: "..."

Hera, Queen of Heaven frowned even more deeply. "Your Esteemed Sage, are you joking?"

Hestia is watching a play.

Athena simply gripped Rovi's hand tighter as a sign of support.

"I'm not kidding," Rovi said.

Judging from the gods' reactions alone, he knew he was right; the Trojan War had finally broken out.

Although the existence of the Golden Apple was replaced by the Key of Heaven left by Rovi.

However, the Trojan War was essentially a war that was destined to break out. It stemmed from Troy's location on a major Greek transportation route, its fertile land, its wealth, and its extreme power, which aroused the covetousness and fear of many surrounding city-states. If we dig deeper, it was a confrontation between two opposing camps of gods.

The Goddess of Wisdom Athena, the Hera, Queen of Heaven, Hephaestus, God of Fire supported the coalition of many Greek city-states.

And Apollo, the god of light who supported the city-state of Troy, Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty, Ares, God of War, the Mars, God of War, has gone to the future, but he still left a shadow in the present to fulfill the mythological duties he was supposed to complete.

The opposition between the two sides.

Half of the twelve gods were involved.

Rovi already knew about these things while he was in the underworld, since Hades, King of the Underworld of the underworld, often visited Uruk and always brought some news.

The ruler of the dead is always extremely sensitive to war, because if war breaks out in the human world, the number of dead in the underworld will inevitably increase dramatically—of course, at first, Rovi only thought it was the Trojan War caused by the Golden Apple, and had not yet connected it to himself.

But it was back then that he decided to participate in this battle that affected the Greek gods.

Having returned to reality from the underworld, Rovi's goals are different from before.

He promised to help Gilgamesh overcome the obstacles between heaven and earth, allowing Uruk to be renovated and moved to Greece.

The Trojan War was the perfect entry point, the best opportunity to bring Uruk to the fore.

At that very moment, the Olympus Temple seemed to sense something.

Divine light intertwined and shone, revealing one divine figure after another.

The four goddesses present need no further explanation: Apollo emerging from the sun's crown hanging from the sky, Hephaestus, God of Fire appearing from the eruption of flames, Demeter, the Demeter, Goddess of Earth and Harvest, and Artemis, Goddess of the Moon... The appearance of one figure after another signifies the arrival of all the gods except for the three neutral god-kings.

Rovi's identity was special. Even though he was just a human, as a genuine 'hero' who saved Greece, he had long been in the eyes of the gods.

Only Zeus, powerful enough to overpower Cronus at his peak, remained indifferent to him; the other gods paid close attention to his every move.

At that moment, his words naturally drew the attention of the gods.

They gathered solemnly and dignifiedly in the Olympus Temple, and at this moment, Apollo, standing at the forefront of the gods, was about to speak...

"Rovi, my Rovi... Rovi..."

Gods: "?"

"No, it wasn't me!" Apollo felt a slight chill run down his spine and stared in astonishment at the source of the voice.

Behind him stood Artemis, Goddess of the Moon, dressed in a thick gown woven from moonlight, gazing at the sage with a dreamy expression. Had it not been for Demeter, the Goddess of Harvest who, though appearing as a blonde girl, possessed a calm and elder-like Demeter, stopping her, the goddess of the moon and the hunt would likely have charged forward.

"..."

"Or perhaps those who are not participating in the Trojan War should leave!" Apollo sighed, one after another, what kind of gods are these!

He couldn't help but want to imitate his Father God and swear... No, I am the eldest son of the God-King, the keeper of light and art, I must be dignified, dignified—

Apollo smiled again.

After this, the gods dispersed, leaving only the four gods who had participated in the Trojan War and one other person.

Demeter forcibly took Artemis away.

Artemis seemed to be wary of someone and never actually rushed up to hug Rovi.

"Now, let's get down to business!" Hera, Queen of Heaven spoke first, saying, "Lord Rovi, I think you were indeed joking."

"The gamble of the gods cannot possibly involve a human, even if we acknowledge you as a being of equal brilliance to us gods." Having been able to sit firmly in the position of queen of the Queen of Heaven by Zeus's side for so long, Hera naturally possessed the demeanor that was due to her.

"Indeed," the Apollo interface said. "If Your Excellency has any requests, we will try our best to fulfill them, but in any case, there is a difference between gods and men."

"I think that with your strength, you shouldn't directly participate in such conflicts. It would be beneath you to step into the human world as a pawn."

Apollo, with a charming smile, opened his mouth.

"Though you are merely a human, your wisdom and power are unparalleled. You should be treasured by me." Cupid tossed her long, crimson hair, her delicate and pretty face exuding extreme confidence and pride, while her swaying body was even more alluring.

Vulcan appeared to be a rather weathered and silent man. As the nominal husband of the goddess of love, he did not speak, but his expression was full of sorrow, though his attitude was quite evident.

Hestia, who neither participated in the disputes nor had any intention of vying for the most beautiful name, somehow produced a glass of wine, swirled it, and drank it down.

These grapes have a really strong flavor.

belch...

At this moment, the shadow of Mars and Ares, God of War of war, is self-evident, and the attitudes of the other gods, apart from Athena who absolutely supports Rovi, are already extremely clear.

Rovi is not a god, so he cannot participate in the gambling table as a god.

He was neither a king nor a ruler, and he had no power of his own.

In the eyes of the gods, he was just a man.

However, his power surpasses that of ordinary gods, even the gods, so he cannot enter the battlefield of Troy as an ordinary hero, as that would be too unbalanced.

"Then, what if I were also a god?" Rovi smiled. "What if I also had my own army?"

The gods looked at each other in bewilderment, but Athena smiled knowingly.

And in that instant, a magnificent stream of light appeared from the sky.

A massive phantom of Machine God coalesced high in the sky.

Rovi looked down upon the world: the Aegean Sea surged and ebbed, and outside the city of Troy, banners fluttered as the allied forces of the Greek city-states who were attacking Troy were stationed there.

Some people looked up sharply, some devout priests bowed in reverence, and some looked outside the army ranks and saw that in the open space where the sun was shining, there was a swirling mist and interlacing light and shadow, as if a door had been opened and figures were walking out from it.

They were clad in armor, tall and solemn, holding long spears and shields, their bodies enveloped in a dense magical aura.

Their steps were orderly and imposing.

This is an army.

A warrior army from Uruk, from the underworld!

Outside Troy, the Greek allied forces had been besieging the formidable city for a long time without success, and the commander-in-chief was also troubled.

"At that very moment, the god of the heavens appeared—the form of a sage returned from the dead. He was both man and god. Under the gaze of the Olympian Gods, he manifested a majesty and height surpassing even the heavens. With a wave of his hand, he summoned countless soldiers from the void, a formidable array of weapons, standing like a forest."

They shouted "Victory!" and "Honored God in the heavens!"

'He is the God of all machines, and the God of hosts.'

'The Trojan War'

"Now, am I qualified?" Rovi looked at Apollo, and then at the other gods.

Apollo lowered his eyes and nodded slightly. "Yes."