Shatter the Firmament, Command the Stars!

Like a muffled thunderclap, black and gold intertwined light patterns exploded, creating a dazzling halo. Amidst the earth-shaking tremors, the soil seemed to ripple like water, with radiating gullies spreading in all directions. Wherever it passed, walls collapsed, houses crumbled, and vegetation was destroyed.

Using his Monstrous Strength, Samael clashed with the giant with one arm, carving two deep furrows in the ground beneath his feet. He slid seven or eight meters before finally coming to a stop.

What incredible strength!

The ancient serpent calmed the churning blood in its chest, cursed under its breath as it looked at the long-armed giant standing there, a cold and eerie smile blooming on its face.

Click!

In the crisp echo, the arms that had just been wielding weapons and swinging down crossed and twisted, their bones shattered and flesh flew everywhere, and the two arms went limp like noodles.

I stepped back, and it lost an arm; it wasn't a loss.

It's just a pity... this monster has more arms than a centipede has legs!

In excruciating pain, the giant with dozens of arms roared and thrashed its head back. Its flailing arms violently tore off two useless arms and brutally stuffed them into its mouth to chew.

"Rebels, give up! You have no chance. Surrender obediently and come with me to Olympus to plead guilty. I will consider interceding for you."

Hades, recovering from his injuries behind the army of the Old Gods, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, leaned on his sword, and tried to persuade them with a cold gaze.

But when his dark eyes fell upon the three fallen Underworld Judge and Hecate, Goddess of the Dark Moon, a hint of disappointment appeared on his face.

At the same time, a ripple-like dark light pattern spread outwards from the longsword in Hades' hand.

The ground beneath their feet instantly melted into transparent glass, forming a dark "chasm" that revealed the true abyss beneath this paradise.

Samael looked down and gasped, his face stiffening as he looked at Hades and spoke with difficulty.

"Now I finally understand where your confidence comes from, letting the underworld run rampant while Zeus sits idly by and watches the Olympian Gods fight amongst themselves..."

There are thousands of wide passageways built of black volcanic rock.

On both sides of the stone wall, at fixed intervals, a dark cave resembling an enlarged shrine has been carved out, with the exit sealed by a light screen woven by the gods.

Inside, figures, some ferocious, some majestic, some sinister, and some solemn, stood silently, like frozen sculptures, their lightning-shaped marks on their foreheads dim and lifeless.

Among them were defeated Titans, gods and monsters of various forms, fallen and vanished ancient gods, and ferocious and terrifying monsters...

A rough estimate suggests there are at least tens of thousands more!

Clearly, the New and Old God Wars, the war of Typhon, and the disappearance of the old gods after the decline of the Age of Gods were all controlled by the seal of Zeus.

Elysium and Tartarus Prison are actually large military chambers where Zeus corrupted and transformed human Heroic Spirit, Typhon monsters, and Titan Old Gods!

The ancient serpent wanted to forge an alliance between Mount of Ares and the Sea God Temple to forcibly imprison the Wise King of Gods. If these backup plans were to Elysium from the Tartarus Dungeon, a cold sweat would break out on his back.

No wonder this rebellion in history ended without a trace. If they hadn't drawn this card in advance, even if Mount of Ares and the Sea God Temple were combined, they wouldn't have gained much advantage.

It now appears that of the three giants who made a pact with Zeus, two obeyed Hades's orders and were responsible for guarding the vital prison of Tartarus and Elysium. The giant Briareus beside Poseidon, King of the Sea was probably not a coincidence, but rather Zeus's deliberate placement of him as a pawn to guard against a potential rebellion by his beloved brother.

If it weren't for this outsider's meddling, which prematurely detonated the hidden danger of the giant Briareus and incidentally unearthed the secrets of Paradise Island, Poseidon might have rebelled eight times and still not succeeded even once.

At this moment, Samael, having gained some insight, looked coldly at Hades and revealed Zeus's true ally.

"Whether it's the gods of Olympus, the priests of the human kingdoms, or the sea gods led by Poseidon, Zeus has never truly trusted them. The only people he truly trusts are probably you, the King of the King of the Underworld, and those puppets corrupted by the divine seal!"

"Zeus led us to victory in the New and Old God Wars, in the Battle of Typhon, and brought order to the world and glory to Olympus. He was the most suitable leader for Greece."

King of the Underworld answered calmly, recounting his brother's achievements, his solemn contemplation carrying an air of self-righteousness.

"Heh heh, don't forget, you all share the same blood. The curse of Cronus will eventually come true."

"After dealing with these old gods, the only ones who can pose a threat to him are probably you and Poseidon, Your King of the Underworld Hades. I've heard a Greek proverb: 'When the donkey has finished pulling the millstone, the hunting dogs have no more prey to chase, and they have no value left. Do you think you can escape?"

Samael walked forward with his hands behind his back, mockingly trying to sow discord between Hades and Zeus, employing his preferred psychological tactics in an attempt to turn King of the Underworld against him.

However, behind the scenes, the ancient snake's fingers on its back flicked, subtly conveying a signal.

A small, easily overlooked black lizard, about three inches long, perched on Medea's shoulder, caught sight of the hand gesture drawn in mid-air. Its vertical pupils opened and closed, it spread its wings, and quietly slipped towards the light barrier behind it.

At this moment, Hades remained unmoved by the mockery of the god of rebellion, instead showing considerable disdain.

"Although the New and Old God Wars and the war of Typhon have ended, a new round of calamities is about to arrive!"

You short-sighted fools, all you know is to hide in dark corners and scheme for power, obsessed with internal strife and infighting. You will spend your whole lives holed up in your caves, never seeing the depth and vastness of the starry sky.

Only the thunder that shatters the heavens can command the stars!

"Hmph, one day you'll all know Zeus was right."

A faint thought flashed through Samael's mind. He wanted to ask a few more questions and seize this sudden perception. However, Hades on the other side had no patience to continue wasting time with these rebellious gods. He brandished his sword and ordered several ancient gods and monsters to move forward and surround them.

Moreover, under the influence of the Underworld King's Sword patterns, the awakened Heroic Spirit gradually activated the divine seals on their foreheads and began to show hostility towards Samael and the others.

Heaven's Mandate: Suppression!

Seeing this, Samael stomped his foot hard, and the golden halo of the Fate Tablet rippled and spread in all directions. The silver divine seals on the human Heroic Spirit were gradually bound by the golden light patterns.

However, the Greek human race was indirectly created by him. The collective work of divine pronouncements was extremely effective on humans, but it was of no use to the old gods and monsters who had long been corrupted and had almost lost their sense of self.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

The ancient serpent spoke solemnly, gripped its spear, and charged forward.

Artemis drew her bow and shot arrows, drawing away the two-armed giant with broken arms.

Hecate gritted her teeth and no longer hesitated. Immediately, she plunged the Moon Scepter into the earth, and three Sorcery Array rose up, soaring into the sky.

The three subordinates, God of Death, Styx Ferryman, and Hypnos, emerged from the middle, gave their former superiors an awkward smile, and then buried themselves in the melee, assisting Heracles and other human Heroic Spirit in resisting the army of ancient gods and monsters.

Meanwhile, the Goddess of the Dark Moon casually waved her scepter, and thousands of Sorcery Array of varying sizes appeared one after another, bombarding the other one-armed giant.

Meanwhile, on the left, Heracles removed his bronze shield, struck it with his Nameless Axe-Sword, and roared at the hesitant heroes.

"Once, we were driven by God's will to fight for glory. Now, we fight for our freedom as human beings, for our right to live life to the fullest!"

Sisyphus on the right also enthusiastically echoed the call.

"In life, we are heroes who defy authority and are fearless. Does that mean we won't be after death?!"

Fellow Greeks, pick up your pride and let the gods see the masterpiece created by humankind!

The group of human prodigies, upon realizing that the divine seal had been suppressed, gathered together with sinister smiles and spontaneously formed a battle formation to resist the overwhelming onslaught of the army of gods and demons.

They are never weak and easily bullied people. If you want to treat them like dogs, you should first consider how many hands you have!

Hades' face turned as black as the bottom of a pot upon seeing this.

However, as the black light and shadow surged forward, King of the Underworld had no time to denounce his subordinates' betrayal and the prisoners' lack of understanding of the bigger picture.

That monster is coming at us!