The God of the High Heavens Crashes Down

The reason why the Machine God of Atlantis, Greek gods descended from the heavens, appeared in the first place was actually due to the depletion of the cosmic energy they originally possessed. Therefore, they had to search for energy in the vast universe in order to seek the opportunity to recreate the universe.

Therefore, their original form was Starfleet capable of traversing the universe.

A fleet consists of ten starships of varying sizes and capabilities, plus a 'super-giant starship' capable of carrying, refitting, and building starships, with specifications equivalent to a star.

' Chaos ' is the original warship.

It is the true source of the gods of Atlantis, an ancient being defined as 'primordial' and 'chaos' in Greek Mythology.

Although Chaos expended a great deal of energy to escape the energy-depleted universe with the remaining Starfleet, leaving him with only three-tenths of his energy, he was still undoubtedly superior to Zeus and far surpassed all the other gods.

Because that is three-quarters of a star.

He was also Rovi's target.

After Hades and Poseidon relinquished their positions as Sea King and King of the Underworld, they regained their purity and were finally able to join the sequence of gods linked by Rovi without affecting the sea and the underworld.

Rovi, by uniting the Olympus gods and utilizing the wisdom of countless people for massive logistical calculations, and through the body of Cronus, established a connection with Chaos to awaken the long-dormant starship—this was possible.

Because the Olympus gods, apart from Zeus, though their physical bodies were lost, still retained their essential essence as the third-generation machines created from Chaos's body.

They can still function as a 'fleet' in size.

Cronus was the first 'ship' built by Chaos.

He already had a great connection with Chaos.

Beyond the starry sky, the swirling nebula caused Zeus's steel body to freeze instantly. He, who had always been high above, had not experienced this feeling for a long time.

Since the decisive battle between the Ten Gods and the Harvest Star Vanguard, Zeus, who was defeated but fortunately retained his body and powers and was gradually approaching the omnipotent supreme god, has developed a sense of superiority.

He regards all things as ants and the gods as servants. Because of the immense power He possesses, He is indifferent to everything in the world. Killing and taking lives are just a thought away for Him.

But this time, at this moment, He seems to be the ant.

They are the ones who should be groveling and having their lives taken!

"You motherfucker—"

"Sage!"

Zeus spoke angrily.

"You may not have a mother, but your ancestors are right above you!" Rovi laughed. "Did you really think I was going to fight you to the death, Zeus?"

"You're still too green!"

This was planned from the beginning.

To tear Zeus off and have him fight to the death might be a good approach. In any case, Rovi could never match Zeus, the supreme god who had reached the original scale and was only one step away from becoming an omnipotent god.

But that's not as satisfying as pursuing a higher level of death.

The fact that Zeus died in the hands of the dead ensures that his image will be remembered in history, etching the scene of his death into the annals of mythology.

But it would be better to drag Zeus down with us and die under the gaze of Chaos.

Yes, all you need to do is gaze.

Whether it be the supreme god, the god-king, or the god of war, under that colossal being that rivals the scale of a true star, they are no different from dust.

Death can happen in an instant.

Absolutely foolproof, with no chance of turning back!

That's why Zeus was terrified and angry, because as the Machine God, he didn't want to die. He still wanted to pursue the realm of the true omnipotent god and push himself forward half a step from the beginning.

That's why Rovi was so happy.

"The primordial chaos that lies beyond the universe, among nebulae, in the cracks of time, has gazed upon us through the opened void."

Rovi flapped his steel wings, laughed towards the sky, and said, "Zeus, you and I are both in His sight!"

What would Chaos do if he saw them after just waking up?

You will unconsciously stare.

A stare is an attack.

"That guy really went to extremes to die." In the underworld, after Gilgamesh took over Hades's authority, he slowly returned to his throne. He gazed at the gradually emptying city and leaned back on his throne.

He closed his eyes slightly, grinned, and said, "Ha ha ha, you barking wild dog, after a thousand years, can you still roar like that?"

"Is the arrogant Golden Pikachū starting to show off again after a thousand years?" A voice rang out, almost within arm's reach.

Rovi's shadow appeared beside Gilgamesh, on the seat that had been empty.

"Rovi, Jill, it's true, you haven't changed at all." Little En's shadow also appeared on the other side.

Without a doubt, Rovi Wei is high in the sky, while Little En is in the vast ocean.

They are not here.

But the person who appears at this moment is real and not fake.

It is a Projection of Rovi and Little En's selves, their consciousness and thoughts.

The outside world is gone in an instant.

Here, it seems as if eternity has passed.

"Wild dog, will you return?" Gilgamesh asked.

"Yes." Rovi nodded.

"I will always wait for Rovi." Little En nodded gently.

We have been waiting for a thousand years.

So what's wrong with waiting a thousand or ten thousand more?

Because they are friends.

Therefore, neither Gilgamesh nor Little En would allow themselves to become stumbling blocks on Rovi's path forward; they would only become his support, quietly waiting for his return.

"Then—let's make a promise!"

Gilgamesh's face was solemn. "I made a promise with my friend that no matter how time changes, we will meet again!"

He raised his fist.

Just like that expedition and journey.

"No matter how time changes, we will meet again!" Rovi and Little En looked at each other, then smiled and extended their hands.

Fists clashed.

The figure disappeared.

Gilgamesh opened his eyes, and the world resumed its flow.

On the sea, Little En opened her emerald green eyes, and the girl, symbolizing self-confidence and purity, revealed a sweet smile.

She looked to one side...

"You're awake?" a clear, gentle voice asked.

"Yes, if I can't wake up even after this, then I'll never wake up again." A childish voice responded, her white, soft gauze dress fluttering in the wind. "Humans—primates—have begun to awaken their self-awareness."

"Is that so..." Little En chuckled, "Then, please witness the glory of your birth, the consciousness of the primate self, Alaya!"

Click, click, click!

The air and space trembled and crackled incessantly.

What is the most painful thing in this world for those who are free and independent?

It is watching one's own demise.

It is the feeling of one's own impending demise, yet being powerless to stop it.

It can neither be escaped nor stopped.

Roar?

Are you angry?

Are we powerless?

But you and I, already under Chaos's gaze, are ultimately unable to escape.

Rovi, in his Mechanical Body, looked at the impotent and furious Zeus, paying no heed to the foul language He uttered.

He simply turned his head, casting his final gaze upon the human world.

In the city of Rovi, Atalanta held her bow and arrow high, aiming the arrow at the celestial Machine God in the sky. She revealed a pair of small tiger teeth, and her long, emerald-green hair fluttered in the sea breeze, engulfing her chest.

She gazed at Rovi like a persistent hunter fixated on his prey, never giving up.

Then Rovi appeared before her.

In Athens, Athena, with her silver hair and red eyes, opened her crimson eyes amidst the boundless radiance, and she saw Rovi.

On the moon, Artemis let out a cry of surprise as she opened her arms and embraced the shadow of the one she loved.

In the temple of the Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia held a book, filled with astonishment and doubt.

In Sparta, Apollo saw a figure moving about.

In the vast temple of Olympus, Hera chuckled softly.

Farmer, craftsman, sailor

Rovi's image is seen in the eyes of all gods and all living beings.

"Wait for me to come back," he said to Atalanta.

He said the same thing to Athena.

Then Ta Miao bared her teeth. "I can do it without you telling me!"

Athena then tossed her long hair and responded with a kiss.

Artemis, filled with longing and reluctance, cried out, "Rovi, my Rovi..."

"Your Excellency, come on." Apollo smiled elegantly; among the gods, he was ultimately the most composed.

Hera, Queen of Heaven, the queen of the gods, remained silent. As the goddess consort of the king of the gods, who was actually less willing to betray Zeus Aphrodite but was forced into it, she too was speechless at this moment.

"Can I borrow books from you again in the future?" Hestia asked expectantly.

"If there's an opportunity, I'd like to." Rovi nodded with a smile.

He bowed down to all people.

The people turned their attention to him and smiled.

He bids farewell to all things by his own will.

He turned his head again after a moment.

Once again, we face the God high in the heavens.

Chaos's 'eye' is growing larger and larger, and the time when he will fully awaken is getting closer and closer.

"Zeus, do you have any last words?" Rovi asked.

"Last words?" Zeus slowly lowered his massive, head-shaped machine. "Last words to your mother's head!"

"I told you your mother doesn't live here; only your ancestors are up there," Rovi retorted instantly.

Zeus was displeased.

I'm extremely annoyed.

But as the 'third-generation flagship' created from Chaos's body, it understands Chaos's power.

It can evaporate everything in an instant; no one can avoid it.

The God-King is, after all, the God-King. Knowing his own fate, he would not show any signs of humility or begging for mercy.

So He descended the machine.

Limbs and torso extended from beneath the skull's body.

Just like Cronus.

He wanted to give Rovi a good beating before he died.

Thousands of bolts of lightning scattered and fell.

Rovi raised his fist to the sky.

With the flapping of iron wings, the first generation of the Machine God and the third generation of the Machine God engaged in a fierce battle.

Fist against fist, force against force.

"Fuck you, sage!" Zeus roared, lightning flashing like fire.

But all that responded to Him was Rovi's maniacal laughter, "Hahaha, Zeus, who can only rage helplessly, you're too weak!!"

The power of the three realms—heaven, earth, and sea—is condensed in this body.

In addition, there are countless lights in the human world.

With this ability, Rovi was finally able to overcome the odds and confront Zeus, who was under pressure.

Yes, although it was a desperate battle before his death, Zeus's heart was still shrouded in a fog of impending doom.

He still feared death, but his nature allowed him to conceal this fear and prevent it from showing.

But when you throw a punch, you inevitably have to be careful, and that can lead to a bad situation.

But Rovi was not afraid at all!

Spurting forward, fists collided, and at the same time, Rovi Wei turned to the side, rotating his joints to lift the machine's left leg, which he then swung out.

Zeus also raised his leg to block, and with a loud bang, a gale exploded, and a crimson storm instantly pierced through Zeus's body, colliding with the lightning that surrounded him.

It was at that moment that Rovi increased his effort.

Zeus retreated.

Rovi, however, grew stronger with each battle!

He suppressed Him.

"What—" Zeus exclaimed in astonishment.

Then he was suppressed by Rovi... Rovi opened his palms and laughed loudly.

Between the booming and the throbbing.

He slammed Zeus to the ground.

With human will, with the power of all things...

The final moment.

Humans defeated God!

Roar! Zeus roared, and his massive body crashed directly into the ground, creating a huge crater. Cracks and fissures filled the crater, but Zeus steadied himself and looked up.

This time, it was Rovi who was on the scene.

And He looked up.

This time.

All was silent; in the vastness of the world, only the struggle between man and God remained.

Rovi raised his hand and waved it.

He said:

"Let us fall from here!"

"God of the High Heavens!"

On the top of his head, Chaos's eye finally opened to its widest extent.

The lava flames were weak, and swirling clouds formed.

'Buzz!'

The world seemed to freeze for that instant.

A stream of light descended, illuminating Rovi and Zeus, and immense energy followed the trajectory of this light, falling upon them.

The gods rose.

The people remained silent.

They will all witness here the fall of the God of the High Heavens.

After the thud

What happens next?

'I am the Starfleet's first ship, [Rovi], and I am Chaos.'

A cold, mechanical voice rang in Rovi's ears.

He paused, then abruptly looked up at the 'eye' high in the sky, as if he could see something within it...

A smile.

"I am Chaos, an intelligence created to recreate the Atlantis Civilization."

"According to the Atlantis Civilization Reconstruction Plan, I will give you the spark of chaos for the reconstruction of civilization, and you will become the propagator of the Atlantis Civilization."

"You will die here, and you will also enter a state that is neither alive nor dead."

"The laws of interstellar travel remind you—"

"All things are born and die, but inheritance is more important than anything else."

Under his gaze, Rovi could feel his body melting, but at the same time, another kind of life force emerged.

A glimmer of light,

A state of 'chaos'.

Why...

Why!?

Rovi was puzzled; he simply wanted to die, not to be any inheritor of the Atlantis Civilization...

'Search, answer.'

'Because you possess the power of the stars, the Star Forge, which can keep the nascent flame of civilization burning brightly.'

Star Forge —

Tartarus?

Rovi wanted to ask something more, but Chaos simultaneously shut down the intelligence.

Zeus vanished as if melting into the light.

Rovi also disappeared.

But... he opened his eyes, gazing at the vast Sea of Void before him, then looking down at his still-mechanical body, where a tiny, fiery light flickered and burned on his chest.

That was the union of the Chaos Seed that Tartarus and Chaos spoke of.

Rovi is actually dead.

It should have disappeared completely.

But this chaotic spark allowed him to remain in this state, forever.

To remain in this world in the body of a mortal.

It was only the energy that Chaos stared at for that instant that was repelled into the Sea of Imaginary Numbers.

"I... I'm done with it!"

Rovi rubbed his forehead.

"Aaaaa!" At the same time, a clear cry rang out from the depths of the Sea of Void.

Tiamat opened her eyes, sensed Rovi's return, and came running with joy and delight.