You Unfilial Brat, Eat My Invincible Headbutt! 1/4
Chryseis Marsh, deep within a cavern.
"Boom!"
A dull thud echoed all around, causing the magic crystal embedded in the wall as a light source to sway and flicker.
The source of the sound was in the shape of a "big" character. The ancient snake was slammed into the rock formation, and like a mural falling off, it struggled to peel itself out of the gap.
"Cough cough..."
Samael wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth and looked resentfully at the silhouette in the shadows.
"Tina, next time you rush at me, don't use so much force, it'll kill someone, you know?"
The figure in the darkness around the corner, seeing Samael injured, instinctively wanted to run over and help him up.
However, with each step, the ground trembled, leaving footprints several inches long. Even more terrifying was that as the Touch of the Earth, a howling wind blew, radiating a dangerous, cold light.
"Don't come any closer! Stop!"
Samael's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his hand.
He already has a cracked rib that's still healing; if he gets hit again, he'll be lying on the spot bleeding profusely.
"Aa? aa..."
As the light returned to calm, her innocent red Cross Star Pupils blinked adorably on her bewildered face.
The monosyllabic words, imbued with a sense of loss and confusion, flowed from her cherry-red lips and teeth, her black hair cascading over her shoulders, maintaining a certain harmony and rhythm with the earth. The goddess stood obediently in place.
After spitting out some more blood, Samael felt much better, his chest feeling much lighter. He let out a long sigh, stepped forward, and gently stroked the soft, dark hair above his head.
"Good..."
"From now on, let me know in advance when playing games. I really can't handle these kinds of surprises without some preparation."
The ancient serpent gave a helpless instruction, while the pure, Cross Star Pupils opposite it blinked innocently.
The goddess gently nuzzled his head, as if enjoying petting a beloved pet, instantly melting the heart of that rebellious son who rarely maintained any semblance of authority.
That's right, this is the divine vessel that Samael painstakingly created for the Mother Goddess Tiamat.
After the war of the God Ea, he used his remaining power of the [Mother of Hundred Beasts] to repair and activate the large-scale spell of the Temple of Blood with Anna.
During this process, Samael also extracted the blood and divinity of Earth Goddess Ereshkigal, and Sky Goddess Ishtar, and infused them into the Holy Grail, which contained a portion of the Mother Goddess's Spirit Origin.
Furthermore, the ancient serpent collected various large and small statues of gods from the survivor group, using these objects containing faith, worship, and longing to resonate and link with the bestial being within the Sea of Imaginary Numbers.
With all the necessary elements gathered, after many attempts and several months of work, he finally created a humanoid body for Tiamat that could move freely.
Originally a divine vessel encased in a cocoon, the divine vessel came incredibly close to Tiamat, the beastly god responsible for driving Noah's Ark, as it traversed the Sea of Imaginary Numbers composed of ether and chaos.
Therefore, before even reaching the Greek World, this divine vessel, through mutual rhythm and resonance, broke free of its cocoon on the Mediterranean Sea ahead of time.
Therefore, Samael, who originally intended to quietly dock, had to go to great lengths to conceal the strange occurrences on Noah's Ark in order to avoid attracting the attention of the Greek Gods.
In the end, at the cost of the ship's malfunction, the ancient serpent managed to land safely and, with the help of the water nymph Daphne, found a place to settle down.
After that, naturally, they secretly took the Mother Goddess Tiamat, who had been obediently staying on the ship, and hid her in a cave.
"Aaa..."
Under the bright crystal light, the body leans forward, lying on the ground in a divine container (pose shown on the cover), carefully tending to a fragrant plant, tirelessly circling the flowerpot, like a baby full of wonder about the world.
Sitting in the chair, Samael looked at the child's innocence and cuteness, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He casually pulled out a clay slab from the shelf behind him, picked up a carving knife, and tapped it while pausing.
As he pondered, the ancient serpent's gaze gradually hardened and became solemn.
To be honest, although he had made many preparations beforehand, he still underestimated the danger of this voyage.
Within the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, both the concept of time and the dimension of space are chaotic.
Therefore, even with Anna's scales as a guide, he was no longer able to anchor himself to a specific node in the Greek World.
As a result, he himself ran into the most dangerous, yet most prosperous, period of the Titans' golden age.
The first god Cronus reigned supreme, the ten Titan Gods held power, perfected the world, and their descendants spread far and wide. Mount Othrys was majestic and omnipresent.
The dangers on earth are self-evident.
Fortunately, with this in hand, he could easily evade prying eyes and protect himself in a shady manner.
The ancient serpent slightly raised its hand, and a golden halo flowed between its fingers and palm. The air was filled with densely packed runes, in which the names "Samael" and "Tina" could be vaguely seen.
Fate Tablet! Divinity of Destiny!
Although it is only one-third of the total, it is a treasure trove nurtured by the world, and even the Mother Goddess Tiamat is wary of it.
Therefore, it is absolutely enough to use this to complete the smuggling, engrave your name on the Greek world, and disguise yourself.
Those who change their destiny also indirectly become a part of it.
Right, Your Majesty Jehovah, King of King of Kings?
A glint of light flashed in Samael's eyes, and his expression became more playful and thoughtful.
From the moment Apsu destroyed the world in seven days, and from the moment Marduk was given the titles of King of Kings and God of Gods, the ancient serpent had a vague suspicion.
After the war, with the establishment of the Seven Hells, the Nine Hells, and the Lost Paradise, and the attitude of the Old Man of the Mountain, the ancient serpent could basically confirm that it had truly become that serpent.
Naturally, Marduk is the one who attributes everything to God.
Judging from the future evolution of the religion, this guy did indeed become a religious leader, becoming the head of the world's largest religious organization.
After a period of prosperity, polytheistic sects in Greece, Egypt, and Northern Europe all declined and faded away.
On the contrary, this God's influence on humanity has been profound and unshakable from beginning to end.
A simple list of numbers will show just how terrifying this God is.
According to statistics after 2000, there are 1.96599 billion Christians in the world, including Christians, Catholics, and Eastern Orthodox Christians, which is the broad definition of Christians, accounting for 33.15% of the world's population.
The Muslims, who share a common origin, number 1.17933 billion, accounting for 19.89% of the world's population, in addition to the lingering influence of ancient Judaism.
That's a whopping 3 billion!
More than half of the world's population will be followers of Marduk in the future; it's truly a land of pastures and lambs everywhere.
It must be said, he is a formidable opponent.
According to the Mother Goddess Tiamat, even without the Fate Tablet, breaking the boundaries between heaven and earth, and achieving the unity of divinity and bestiality, the Mother of Origin, she would still be only 40/60 against this Creator God who perfectly unified divinity.
The odds of winning are only 40%.
Rescuing the Mother Goddess from the void and chaos will be a long and tortuous journey.
However, the journey is long, and the steps are even longer.
There's a chance, there will be a chance...
Samael gently stroked the head of the divine vessel named "Tina," his gaze unwavering.