Uproot Mountains and Shake Peaks

Once you cross this mountain, you will see my eyes.

—Hermes.

When Rovi arrived at the mountain Athena had described, he listened intently to the sounds carried by the wind and received this information.

This is a message left by Hermes to the departed.

He stopped at the foot of the mountain, staring intently at what lay before him. The mountain was undoubtedly enormous, its slopes undulating. Looking up, countless towering trees covered the massive mountain, their surfaces lush and verdant. Dark shadows of snakes darted about within, rustling softly. This sight would deter ordinary people from even approaching, and would make even demigod heroes hesitate to move forward.

Rovi merely squinted, carefully examining what was in front of him.

Hermes is a very special one among the gods. Although he did not reach the Main God Specification, the difference was only slight. In other words, if it weren't for the twelve starships that descended from outer space, he should have been one of the Twelve Main Gods long ago.

Therefore Hermes was powerful, but he was not known for his strength; rather, he was famous for his wit and wisdom.

This mountain...

"There is a secret." Or perhaps it should be that this mountain and forest is actually a huge 'playground'.

The tree might be some kind of special mechanism, the grass on the ground might be a disguised snake, there might be a pit under the flat soil, and the downward road might suddenly shoot up into the sky, transforming into a Mercedes-Benz Skyplane.

It's not dangerous, but it's full of unexpected excitement.

This is a prank.

It's also more of a game.

"Come on, let's play—" A clear, youthful voice, indistinguishable in gender, rang in Rovi's ears. He seemed to see a slender, handsome young man with a felt hat, sandals with wings, True Magic in hand, long dark green hair, and delicate features floating in the air, extending an invitation to him.

For Hermes, this was a trial for mortals, and merely a game.

Hermes held the position of God of Games and Competition.

"A game... it really does have a similar lofty and aloof attitude to the Mesopotamian gods!"

Rovi took a step.

He knew that what he had just seen was not just a simple illusion, and with his keen perception, he naturally also noticed that Hermes was watching him nearby.

He deliberately revealed his presence here to Chiron.

Besides luring him away from Heracles, it was also for this very moment—

To test this 'wise man' who came from a foreign land.

This is what he should do as a representative of the gods. Although the Greek gods are different from the Mesopotamian gods, they have physical bodies that can perfectly support themselves, and can be gods or humans, so they will not end up being restrained by the Enuma Elish.

He still couldn't ignore Rovi.

Carefully probe their attitude.

We'll observe their capabilities.

Using 'games' and 'pranks' is the perfect way to do it.

"But Athena really is..." Thinking this, Hermes, who was floating in the air in his youthful form, patted the felt hat on his head and couldn't help but shake his head. "Since we've already encountered him, why didn't you just test him directly?"

He even deliberately told him that he was there.

In the end, he still had to be the 'villain'.

It can only be said that she truly lives up to her title as the Goddess of Wisdom; while showing goodwill, she also pushed the difficult tasks onto others.

Hermes sighed mournfully and turned his gaze to Rovi.

In fact, whether it was Athena's plan or Hermes's calculations at this moment, Rovi, though not clear on the specifics, could vaguely sense them.

After all, it's quite obvious.

But now that he's here, there's no way he can back down.

Retreating or turning away might cause the gods to look down on you and ignore you.

Only arrogance and domineering attitude are the only qualifications.

So--

"Let's give it a try!" Rovi looked ahead.

Only by entering the sight of the gods can one become what the Greeks call a 'hero,' and only then can one truly step into this Heroic Age under the watchful eyes of the gods.

In that instant, the forest swayed in the wind, and Rovi raised his hand, his long arm emerging from beneath his robe.

He didn't take a step, he didn't move.

It merely demonstrated its own power.

The power of ' Gaia ' who created the world and revealed the primordial stellar environment.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground trembled slightly. Hermes, who was complaining but still somewhat expectant of how this 'wise man' would break the game he had set up, was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened suddenly.

From curiosity to astonishment, and then to horror.

He watched as Rovi reached out his hand.

Watching the storm erupt from the ground like a torrent of crimson flames.

Watching the storm transform into a giant hand as Rovi reached out and moved, slowly grasping the entire towering mountain from below.

Crack, crack, crack—the mountainside cracked, and as the rocks broke apart, a thick fog rolled up, and the rocks swayed and detached from the ground.

Mountain--

It's up.

Rovi held the entire mountain in the palm of his hand. He had no interest in playing such a trivial game with Hermes. Since he was going to be arrogant and domineering, he might as well go all the way.

He can now Uproot Mountains and Shake Peaks.

After all, Zeus had already determined him to be an ' Island Class life form' in the previous Sea of Imaginary Numbers.

The moment he made his move, Rovi already had this feeling.

He can do it.

He can do it...

With an ordinary body, we can move mountains and shake peaks, striding forward!

Smoke and dust billowed, sweeping away the smoke of war.

It blotted out the sky and blocked out the sun!

Hermes was stunned.

"Father God Zeus... are you the god or am I?!"

Why don't you test me?

This was something Hermes could never have imagined.

The wise man from a foreign land, Rovi legendary figure who possesses wisdom beyond the mortal realm, is, in the eyes of this messenger of the god-king, like the old men in Athens who are skilled in writing.

When he first met Rovi and saw his refined and gentle appearance, he became even more certain of his thoughts.

What's going on now?

This development just doesn't make sense. Are you a wise ruler, a war god, or a mighty god?

you...

etc.

Is the mountain moving closer to him?

No--

"Hahaha, God, how much does the mountain you created weigh!?"

Amidst billowing dust, there was unrestrained laughter and Hermes' terrified screams.

Don't come any closer!

Athena, save me...

I... go...

In his final moments, the messenger of the gods only had time to utter these two words.

"What's going on?" Athena, who was in her temple, turned her gaze to the outside of the city. Seeing the billowing dust rising and filling the sky, the silver-haired goddess paused, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised.

Hermes... did he go that far?

She was somewhat surprised.

"Lady Athena, what's wrong?" Medusa asked cautiously from the side.

"No, it's nothing." Athena withdrew her gaze, ignoring the cries of "Lady Athena, help!" coming from the air.

What does the Athena you're looking for have to do with my Pallas?

Athena knew very well that Hermes had chosen this area for the trial only to try and divert trouble elsewhere.

She won't fall for it.