The Destroyed Divine Kingdom
"You have a choice: sacrifice yourself to him, bet everything on him. That's truly the only way right now..."
Meanwhile, the Wise King of Gods, standing amidst the thunder and storm, remained silent for a moment, looked down, and pondered quietly.
The remaining Olympian Gods knelt down on one knee, beat their chests with their right hands, and looked up in reverence at the Sky Father who had made the rational judgment.
Artemis, Moon Goddess, and King Hades, smiled with a solemn expression.
Hiss hiss hiss!
As the divine body disintegrated and collapsed, the ether and power it contained formed torrents of spiritual particles that surged into the sky and converged into Zeus's body.
Everything is understood without words!
We are the Sky Father who rule over all things, we are the King of Gods who control all power, you led us to victory in the war against the Titans, the war against Typhon, the War of the Giants...
Even in this apocalyptic end, we still believe that this glory will continue!
You are our God, our King!
Buzz!
In an instant, two dazzling and obscure divine lights shot into the sky, washing away and dissolving the golden phantom projected from the void, and the collapse rate of the Greek World bubble slowed down accordingly.
A few long-awaited rays of light pierced through the endless chaos and darkness, casting their light upon the scarred earth.
On the Sea of Okeanos the storm had temporarily subsided, the two King of Gods remained silent for a moment. Then, without prior agreement, they raised their hands and sent the dozen or so divine cores that were floating in front of them to a relatively safe, secret corner.
The same choice caused Samael and Zeus to look at each other, their gazes gradually colliding in mid-air and sparking invisible flames.
"You should have done it earlier..."
Is this necessary?
The ancient serpent asked indifferently, not taking it seriously. Of course, he understood that Zeus was referring to the one who would replace him and take over the power of the Olympian Gods.
"Even so, I will not accept your favor. Even if I win this battle, Olympus will still spare no effort to suppress you rebellious gods!"
"Don't worry, I won't hold back either! Greece, I'm going to have it!"
Zeus's eyes flashed with a hint of thunder; the ancient serpent sneered, responding sharply.
"How about we make a deal? Regardless of the outcome of the upcoming battle, I will leave behind Mount of Ares, so that you will willingly kneel and submit to me!"
"Don't worry, I have no interest in Olympus. You, on the other hand, should think about how to find a good position in Tartarus!"
The two King of Gods looked at each other intently, scrutinized each other for a moment, and then their brows relaxed, and their last doubts vanished.
Regardless of the outcome, leaving some room for maneuver for their respective powers was the consensus reached between Samael and Zeus.
If you want to give your all to each other, you must first eliminate any worries you may have.
At this moment, the previously suppressed erosion has returned, and the Great Hollow in the World Wall has expanded further.
Amidst the turbulent winds and clouds, Zeus no longer hesitated. He bent his fingers and dismantled the remaining Divine Seal Puppet on the sea surface, then introduced the slightly mixed ether into Typhon, King of Divine Monsters, gradually restoring it to its original state.
Zeus then leaped onto Typhon's back, which was covered in jet-black dragon scales, and looked up into the deep void with a somber gaze.
"It seems he can't wait any longer..."
At the same time, Samael reunited with the Mother Goddess Tiamat, looked up and sneered.
"Who is the hunter and who is the prey, that's hard to say!"
The two King of Gods once again found themselves in agreement.
Clearly, the Almighty God seems to be intentionally guiding them to the Sea of Imaginary Numbers to settle their differences.
Since that's the case, rather than waiting for a slow, painful process, it's better to take a gamble!
"I await your rematch, you better not die here, you traitor!"
As they approached the Great Hollow, Zeus turned to look at his old adversary and spoke calmly.
"Likewise, I have no intention of collecting your corpse, infidel!"
Samael glanced at Zeus, their gaze sharp and mocking.
Such a rude answer made Zeus take a deep look at his old opponent, his expression somewhat inexplicable.
"I'm actually starting to like you a little..."
"I absolutely hate you!"
Samael's expression turned solemn, cold and respectful.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zeus was taken aback at first, then the two King of Gods looked at each other and burst into laughter.
There was a time when they had a similar conversation, but just one night later, their roles were reversed, and they inadvertently reenacted the scene.
"Bang!"
In the instant they broke through the World Wall, Zeus raised his Thunderbolt Scepter, and Samael handed him his Cross Spear. They clashed, and the two divine powers exploded and surged, rippling out a majestic and awe-inspiring sound in the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, tearing apart the boundless chaos.
The ancient snake looked at the Cross Spear in its hand, filled with mixed emotions.
Originally, it was just a matter of seizing power and usurping the throne, but unexpectedly, by a twist of fate, he actually reached some kind of reconciliation with these Greek gods.
His past as a human being and the calamities of Mesopotamia instilled in him preconceived notions, making him feel little fascination with the gods in the true sense.
But gods and humans don't necessarily have to be completely opposed; there is also a balance of coexistence.
Now, he doesn't hate this feeling.
As for why, even though he had reached some kind of reconciliation with Zeus, he never considered negotiating with Marduk.
Perhaps it's because this God... has absolutely no humanity left...
"Aaaaa!"
At the same time, the Origin Goddess, sensing something, raised her head and uttered a high-pitched hymn, causing the chaotic currents along the way to tremble and dissipate, revealing large areas of dark islands floating in the Sea of Imaginary Numbers.
The dilapidated Sumer- style buildings, the various broken and floating stone statues, the scattered broken weapons, and the jagged rocks all highlight the desolation and barrenness.
The deeper Samael and Zeus went, the more their expressions darkened at the sights they saw.
This desolate ruin is clearly a destroyed divine kingdom!
Marduk actually drained the power of the Mesopotamian Age of Gods and hollowed out his divine kingdom!
Seemingly sensing that her creations were being slaughtered and absorbed by the King of Kings, Origin Goddess Tiamat beneath Samael, let out a series of pitiful sighs. Her beastly aura surged dramatically, and her emotions turned quite angry.
Rumble...
Meanwhile, as they ventured deeper, a dull rumble came from the heart of the many floating islands, and a jade-colored archway, constructed of marble and engraved with Wedge-shaped Divine Script, rose from the ground.
Inside the gate, it was like another extreme: lush green grass and flowing water, like a paradise of life.
In the center of the hall, marble steps stretched out, with seventy-two totem stone pillars scattered about. Countless beams of light descended from the ring-shaped opening above, illuminating the figure leaning against the magnificent jade throne.
"You ants, welcome to my heavenly kingdom! Bow in gratitude, for this is an unparalleled blessing, and you should feel honored for it!"
On the jade throne, a man with rings on all ten fingers, long silver, slightly curly hair, a slender figure, and red and black divine patterns branded on his wheat-colored skin, opened his red eyes and looked at the visitor with disdain.
Samael was slightly taken aback, because this face actually looked quite similar to someone he remembered.
But then, the ancient snake realized what was happening. Its Serpent Eyes narrowed, it looked around, and gave a mocking sneer.
"Ha, you call this godforsaken place heaven? Are you kidding me?"
"All things will eventually return to the One, and it is their honor to offer everything to me! I am the only true God here!"
Marduk spread his arms, his expression arrogant and self-assured, his scarlet eyes looking down at the visitor with a chilling malice.
"However, these disputes are irrelevant now. Your journey ends here!"
In an instant, as the Emperor's right hand twitched and bent, tens of thousands of red and black Sorcery Array took shape one after another on the floating islands.
Boom boom boom boom!
Amidst the violent tremors, countless grotesque red and black tentacles with eerie, rotating eyes rose from the ground, transforming the area around Samael and his companions into a writhing jungle of fleshy tentacles!
This desolate and lifeless divine kingdom has now become a hunting ground for prey!