Dioscuri: You Dare Face a God Without Bowing? Your Name Is on the Road to Reincarnation / A Heart-to-Heart with Zeus

Where does Aphrodite's power originate?

Is it the ability of the machine god itself, or the product of some mysterious power combined with machinery?

Gwen's mind raced.

Although Aphrodite was far from enough to defeat him, Gwen hadn't forgotten her original source, the primordial Chaos—

An entity capable of transporting a star fleet, with Zeus as its flagship, across the universe to this world while in a state of partial disability and extreme energy depletion.

Although Aphrodite is far smaller than Chaos, as a member of the Machine Gods, she must have some kind of connection with Chaos.

Perhaps, through her, Gwen can find an opportunity to fight Chaos.

As for things like the firewall of the machine god?

In Gwen's hands today, the power that Kusanagi can unleash often surpasses that of the former Erosion Herrscher; the mere defensive capabilities of a Mecha God are simply insufficient.

Just as Gwen was engrossed in unraveling Aphrodite's secrets, a soft, pleading voice came from beside him.

"Could you please release Aphrodite?"

Gwen slowly turned his head, his gaze meeting Demeter's.

Her eyes were filled with worry and unease, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her expression was heartbreaking. Her hands were clenched tightly in front of her chest, as if she was suppressing her inner anxiety.

Her voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable firmness.

Her gaze shifted between Gwen and Aphrodite, as if she were weighing something.

"If the conflict continues to escalate, this place may be facing Zeus's true judgment."

Demeter's voice trembled slightly, as if she were suppressing some kind of fear.

"Both you and this city will be plunged into utter ruin."

Her tone was pleading, as if trying to defuse the impending disaster with words. Her fingers gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force. A deep sense of helplessness shone in her eyes, as if she had already foreseen some irreversible ending.

Gwen, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes.

In the Type-Moon World, the Greek gods, unlike other native deities, are space fleets from another universe—

Having created a near-extinct situation for their life forms and even the universe, the flagship Chaos used its remaining resources to send the entire fleet out of space. This universe was teeming with life, but they hadn't found a suitable planet to land on until finally discovering Earth.

Zeus and the Olympus Gods were originally tasked with regenerating their home planet, but after arriving on Earth, they were worshipped as gods and awakened for the first time the joy of being worshipped. They decided to protect humanity no matter what it took.

Then, unsurprisingly, this resolve became distorted and changed over time, leading Human Order in different directions—

Fourteen thousand years ago, in the Pan-Human History, the White Giant God Sephalus, a star-faring vanguard, descended. In the battle against him, the Twelve Mecha Gods lost their Machine God forms and became pure conceptual gods. The remnants of their civilization drifted to the Greek region, and this great battle was not recorded in history.

In the second great war in this Lostbelt history, Zeus overstepped his authority and united the Twelve Mecha Gods, defeating the White Giant God. He himself became the Almighty God by synchronizing the functions of the Twelve Mecha Gods, but this also aroused the dissatisfaction of the other Mechs and sowed the seeds for the eventual split and destruction.

Finally, thousands of years ago, the Gods split into two factions regarding whether to continue the Age of Gods: the faction of complete domination and the faction of symbiosis.

Zeus, now Almighty God, defeated all the symbiotic Mecha Gods. Meanwhile, the Mecha Gods of the same faction also met a bad end, either being destroyed or having their divine cores altered.

For example, Demeter, who was controlled by Zeus and had her divine core twisted, killed her own daughter, Persephone, Queen of the Underworld in Pan-Human History, and thus became intermittently insane.

Gwen was curious about what exactly was the divine core that allowed Zeus to control these two Goddess.

A suffocating silence filled the air, as if time itself had stood still. Only the thunder in the clouds continued its low roar, seemingly foreshadowing some irreversible fate.

Chapter 593 Dioscuri: If you do not worship the gods, your name will be etched on the path of reincarnation.

He probably won't do that—

At least for now, Zeus will not do that.

Gwen's voice was calm and resolute, as if stating a simple fact.

His gaze shifted from Demeter's worried face and slowly swept over the bustling and advanced city.

The streets were lined with tall buildings, but deserted. Everyone was nervously hiding inside, clueless about what was happening before their eyes, unable to do anything but wait in fear for the outcome of this completely unexpected conflict.

"After all, I am now essentially using Olympus to command Zeus."

"?"*3

Upon hearing Gwen's words, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mash, and Miyamoto Musashi exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's brows furrowed slightly, and her fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, as if she was trying to digest the meaning of Gwen's words;

Miyamoto Musashi raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Gwen filled with more curiosity... and wariness;

Mash pursed her lips slightly, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes, and unconsciously gripped the shield in her hand tighter.

Why does it feel like Gwen knows a lot of information that they are completely unaware of?

Moreover, judging from Gwen's words, this Zeus of the Lostbelt seems to care a lot about the humans in this city.

Just as the three were still puzzled, a dazzling bolt of lightning suddenly erupted in the sky. The light, like a sharp blade tearing through the heavens, instantly enveloped the entire city in a blinding white light.

Mash almost instinctively raised her shield, Miyamoto Musashi quickly gripped his sword hilt, and Fujimaru Ritsuka hid behind Mash to make it easier for Mash to defend.

The three women tensed instantly, bracing themselves for the possible attack from the King of Gods —even though they knew perfectly well that they would most likely be instantly vaporized by Zeus's thunder.

However, the expected violent thunder did not arrive.

In the vast white expanse, a majestic and imposing figure appeared not far from the group. His stature was as tall as a mountain, his long, flowing hair as wild and untamed as a lion on the plains, yet his imposing presence far surpassed that of a mere lion. His eyes were as deep as the starry sky, seemingly containing boundless wisdom and power; simply standing there, he exuded an invisible pressure, as if even the air itself had become heavy.

"State your purpose, unknown powerful figure."

Zeus's voice was deep and resonant, as if it came from every corner of the world, echoing in the minds of the three Chaldea. His voice seemed to carry an irresistible majesty, as if it could strike the depths of one's soul.

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a momentary lapse in consciousness, as if an invisible force was guiding her to reveal her inner secrets.

Mash and Miyamoto Musashi also felt this kind of mental pressure.

As warriors, they were more perceptive than Fujimaru Ritsuka in some ways—

Their brows were furrowed, fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and their bodies trembled slightly involuntarily.

Although the three of them, including Fujimaru Ritsuka, were all seasoned veterans, they still felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness under Zeus's oppressive aura.

They tried to mobilize the magic within their bodies to break free from this mental constraint, but found that their magic seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force and could not be used.

Just as the three were about to be completely crushed by this power, a golden light suddenly rose from Gwen's body, like a warm barrier, enveloping them. The golden light contained a familiar power, instantly cleansing away the mental interference and invisible pressure on their bodies.

"It's Gwen!"

Feeling that familiar power, Mash was somewhat excited, her voice tinged with a joy she herself was unaware of.

Even though she was used to fighting against unequal forces, this inexplicable sense of security still made Mash feel inexplicably at ease.

Being accustomed to bloody battles doesn't mean you don't like peace and tranquility;

Similarly, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had never fought such a costly battle before, was also greatly encouraged.

Although she never thought of giving up the cause that had sacrificed countless lives, the annihilation of Atlantis inevitably put immense pressure on the young girl's heart.

Now there seems to be a trend of reversal between the two extremes. The hope of removing the Lostbelt 5 seems to be within reach. How could the girl not be excited?

"You seem to have misunderstood the situation—"

Gwen shook Aphrodite in his hand, who was still limp as mud, but whose eyes had regained their luster and were glaring fiercely at him, as if she wanted to tear him to pieces with her gaze—

"At least so far, we have only been trying to understand this Olympus and have not done anything substantial hostile, yet we have been besieged and intercepted by you."

"That's sophistry!"

Upon hearing Gwen's words, Castor, who had just returned with his sister's help, was immediately enraged.

His face flushed red with anger, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white—

"To see the Father God and not only not worship him, but also dare to utter such arrogant words..."

"?"

Gwen raised an eyebrow, looking at Castor with surprise—

Although Gwen knew that this guy had the classic "arrogance of the gods towards mankind," and was even more fanatical than Aphrodite, whom he was currently holding in his hand.

But... he was already carrying Aphrodite like a little chick, and she was still jumping around like that... was she serious?

In response to Gwen's surprised gaze, Castor returned the look with an angry glare.

"Although you seem to be more relatable than the most well-known image of Zeus, your educational abilities don't seem to have improved much."

Gwen withdrew his gaze and looked at the silent Zeus.

"His attitude was indeed problematic, but you were definitely arguing unreasonably."

Zeus stepped forward slowly, staring intently at Gwen, his eyes flashing with lightning, exuding a captivating majesty.

"Otherwise what?"

Gwen shrugged, completely unconcerned about Zeus's accusations.

"You're acting so aggressively?"

"In less than three minutes, this city will be reduced to nothingness by the aftershocks of our battle."

Even Gwen in his current state sensed a faint threat emanating from Zeus.

Although Zeus appeared in human form, his power was far beyond what Kirschtaria, a human magician, could contend with; clearly, he was not being overconfident.

After realizing the threat posed by Gwen, Zeus did not directly use his Mech God form, but he was basically just one step away from using his true form.

"..."

After gazing at Gwen in silence for a long time, Zeus finally spoke slowly—

"So, what do you want to do now?"

Chapter 594 Having a Heart-to-Heart Talk with Zeus

Although the magical aura emanating from him did not weaken, and even became more terrifying under a certain amplification, as if the entire space was shrouded in this power, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression, Zeus's tone softened noticeably, and his words carried an obvious sense of compromise.

"Father God!"

Castor looked at Zeus in disbelief, his eyes wide with shock and confusion.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too shocked by the reality before him to speak.

He couldn't believe that the invincible Father God in his heart would make such a decision.

Zeus didn't even glance at his son, whom he had bestowed with Divine Blood, his gaze as cold as a blade, piercing straight at Gwen.

However, just like his softened words, even as his aura grew increasingly terrifying, a complex emotion flashed in Zeus's eyes as he compared their strengths—

Even now, having used almost all of his abilities except for his true form and the Cronos's Crown, Zeus still isn't confident he can defeat Gwen...

Even now, Zeus has not been able to assess Gwen's true strength.

In this situation, there are only two possibilities—

Either Gwen's ability to conceal his presence has become so strong that even he can hardly see through it now;

Either Gwen is so powerful that he has to reveal his true form to be fully observed.

Zeus believed the former was impossible.

Neither the so-called Grand Servants on this planet, nor those skilled in this art among his Machine God companions whom he had already executed, could accomplish such a feat.

Therefore, it can only be the latter.

The fact that Gwen has reached this level shows that his strength has far surpassed that of the giant Gigantes, whom he once directly annihilated, and is approaching that of the incomplete White Giant God who forced him to combine the Twelve Mecha Gods to barely defeat him.

At this moment, although his strength far surpasses what it once was, he no longer has the Twelve Mecha Gods to form his head.

Even Zeus, who had long been the absolute ruler of the Atlantic Lostbelt of such a powerful being.

His lips drooped slightly, and a cautious look appeared on his eternally dignified face, which was worshipped by all of Olympus, as he observed Gwen's expression.

"Let's talk."

Gwen didn't look at Castor either, but simply gazed at Zeus, his eyes as calm as a deep pool, as unfathomable as the ocean.

"Regarding the future of this Lostbelt."

"?"

Upon hearing Gwen's words, the first to react was not Zeus, but Fujimaru Ritsuka—

Although the last human master did not say anything directly, his slightly furrowed brows revealed his inner worries.

Her fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and a hint of unease and doubt flashed in her eyes—

She ultimately knew too little about Gwen, and it was all based on Gwen's side of the story. The current situation inevitably led her to have some unpleasant associations.