Mount of the God of War Purge

"Impossible! His Theseus has already been engaged in the battle against the Colossi of the Star-Seeded Soldier, and his whereabouts are unknown! How dare you defile His Majesty's name, you imposter!"

Amidst a righteous and furious roar, the head of the Pandion Family, with a sinister and resolute gaze, stomped his foot and charged out of the circular platform. Divine power surged wildly within him as he bent his fingers and locked onto Samael's throat.

As the shadow loomed over the "imposter," the people from Mount of Ares couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise as they looked up to spy.

Yes, this is a fake! His Majesty Theseus has long since vanished into the war of the Titans, he will never return, nor should he!

However, just as gloating gazes converged in the hall, a sharp shrill sound rang in everyone's ears, and the entire Mount of Ares trembled violently as if a mountain had collapsed and a tsunami had struck.

Pfft...

In an instant, the rock strata split open, and a giant serpent about a meter long, with black scales and purple halos, emerged from the crack in the ground. It coiled up in front of Samael and, with lightning speed, opened its mouth and, in full view of everyone, swallowed the demigod enveloped in ether.

Holy... Holy Serpent...

The people of Mount of Ares were stunned by what they saw, and a chilling coldness seemed to freeze their blood and souls.

Meanwhile, the purplish-black giant serpent, enjoying a takeout delivery, raised its neck and hissed, its body pulsating with light patterns, as a torrent of golden-red Aether Torrent spewed from its mouth onto Samael below.

Amidst the crisp metallic scraping sounds, dozens of square golden modules, engraved with intricate incantations and star patterns, flew around Samael, forming various joint components that covered the ancient serpent's body, fully arming it.

Sagittarius Gold Cloth, Wings of Victory, Medusa's Shield, Golden Bow...

The Divine Blood Aristocrats, harboring their own hidden thoughts, numbly recalled the names of those Divine Construct in their minds, their eyes glazed over.

"Lower your head!"

"Hiss~"

The purplish-black giant snake flicked its tongue, obediently lowered its head, and affectionately rubbed against Samael's palm.

The sacred serpent has been tamed!

Bang bang bang bang...

At this moment, everyone's limbs were ice cold and their legs were weak. Regardless of their status or strength, they had unknowingly prostrated themselves on the ground, their bodies trembling and their heads buried deep in their hands.

In fact, Theseus, who guided the Greeks to defeat the Star-Seeded Soldier, was the last and greatest King of ancient Athens.

Since the war of the Titans, the rebuilt Athens no longer supported or established King, but instead adopted the Mount of Ares decision-making system, implemented democratic politics, and transitioned to city-state governance.

The Saint King's royal power was taken back to heaven by the Three Goddesses, who jointly bestowed it upon this sacred serpent enshrined in the temple.

Now that the sacred serpent has been tamed by this man, and has offered up the Sagittarius Sacred Garments, known as the "Goddess's Guard," along with a Divine Construct, it symbolizes the re-establishment of royal power.

The only person qualified to be King of Athens has returned!

Samael continued to tease the sacred serpent before him, a slight smile playing on his lips, a hint of wistfulness and nostalgia appearing in his eyes.

It really was this little guy, the one he gave to Themis as a token.

However, as time passed, this thing was transformed and accelerated by the Three Goddesses, and it became the sacred serpent worshipped in Athens.

This serpent not only guards the Divine Construct and holy garments that once belonged to him, but also the crown he held in Athens, awaiting the return of the final and last king of Athens.

I said, how dare you abandon Athens and venture into the Inner Sea of Stars to explore? You've already made all the necessary preparations.

Samael sensed the information left on the snake through touch. His eyes were thoughtful, and his doubts and worries lessened slightly. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the kneeling Divine Blood Guards and nobles of the council hall, and asked with a playful tone.

"Now, it's my turn to speak. So, does anyone remember the motto that's passed down on Mount of Ares?"

"God's... power is granted; God's... duty is from beginning to end..."

After a moment of silence, a Divine Blood Guardian uttered the answer in a slightly trembling voice.

"That's right, God's power is given by God; God's obligations are from beginning to end. This is God's advice on self-discipline and self-warning. I leave it to you, hoping that people will maintain a sense of awe and humility."

What is sacred is never the bloodline in your veins, but the heroes who bring glory to those bloodlines and create merit for Greece!

Unfortunately, you only remembered the first half of the sentence...

"What? With such a dazzling aura on Mount of Ares, does anyone actually think they're a god being worshipped? I'm not dead yet!"

Samael sneered, exposing the true intentions of these entrenched Divine Blood Aristocrats. He then walked through the crowd step by step toward the gate. His heavy footsteps seemed to pound on the hearts of everyone, turning the faces of these scheming old men ashen and making them afraid to look up.

As the ancient serpent stepped out of the main hall, its figure was cut and slashed by light and darkness, and its right hand was raised in a gesture.

"Spears, runes, in the name of Odin, the Father God, gather here!"

The three Valkyrie who accompanied Hildr, Thrud, and Ortlinde received the command, slowly stretched their bodies, chanted divine words, and flapped their wings to float into the air.

In an instant, Valkyrie dressed in white battle robes, wielding luminous spears and runic shields, and bearing pure white wings, responded to the call and gathered in the sky, forming an orderly array in the air. The rising and converging runes connected to form a huge Sorcery Array that covered the entire Athens.

Hiss hiss hiss!

At the same time, under the master's slap, the sacred serpent raised its head and hissed, the light pattern array of the Eighty-Eight Constellations opened, and dozens of streams of light fell straight down from above the Mount of Ares, landing on the square outside the council hall.

As the various lights faded, figures of flowing ethereal energy knelt before Samael.

"Your Highness, the ships have approached the Icarus Port, and the fleet has been assembled in the city. Please give the order!"

In a solemn moment of contemplation, King Sigurd raised his head, leaning on his sword, and asked for permission. Behind him stood a line of Norse heroes, including the Dragon Slayer Beowulf, the Blood Axe King, and the Raven King.

"No obstacles encountered?"

"All the best!"

"Tsk, it seems that Mount of Ares is rotten to the core, inside and out."

Samael shook his head somewhat dejectedly, turned to the group of elderly and senile Divine Blood Aristocrats huddled in the shadows of the hall, reached into the cold, bearded councilor's arms, rummaged around for a moment, and then threw a bulging money bag in front of them.

With a clinking sound, Persian Gold Coins rolled around.

"Look! Some of you have betrayed Greece, revealing my and the Sparta messenger's movements to the Persians in an attempt to prevent the Sparta -Athenian alliance!"

Samael frowned and snorted coldly, his anger palpable.

"From this moment forward, Mount of Ares will be closed, and no one may enter or leave the council chamber. I will thoroughly investigate all the Divine Blood Aristocrats to see just how many of them are colluding with the Persians!"

Inside the council hall, under the overwhelming divine might sweeping across the four directions, the Divine Blood Aristocrats trembled and nodded, each one like a docile little white rabbit, obediently shrinking into their seats, moving their seals, and waiting for questioning.

The warriors and Blood Guards gathered in the square, after their positions and innocence were confirmed one by one, were incorporated into the ranks of the Norse heroes as night fell. They began to take over the city's defense and security duties, and searched the Divine Blood Family in the inner city house by house.

For a time, the inner city of Athens, which was completely closed off and isolated, was undergoing a well-organized large-scale cleanup.

As night fell, the old men who had previously cowered like quails in the council chamber gradually sensed something was amiss. Many of them began to muster their courage, tears streaming down their faces, to pledge their loyalty to the returning King.

As the Valkyrie brought in warm dishes one by one, the elders of Athens gradually relaxed and nervously accompanied His King to a welcoming banquet.

Samael was enthusiastic, with a reserved smile, and made a solemn promise.

"Don't worry, it's just a routine check-up. You'll be able to go home Tianyi. Although I am the King, I still have to abide by the law. I act based on evidence and conscience! I will never let a bad person go unpunished, nor will I ever wrong a single person!"

Before the pillar, Queen Gogo, munching on a pear, fell into deep thought, recalling the money pouch she had taken from a traitor and the Persian Gold Coins scattered on the ground.