I Am Hades, Lord of the Underworld!

After leaving the Sea Realm, Hestia muttered to herself, "So tiring! Finally, it's almost over. The Black Sea matter is settled, and the only thing left is..."

She thought about the long list of tasks her mother had planned for her. Instantly, Hestia's previously cheerful expression vanished, and her whole body stiffened. The thought of all the chaos made her feel like crying.

Why? Why?

"Sigh!"

A thousand words converged into a helpless sigh as Hestia complained inwardly, "According to what I've read, I must be the purest example of a 24/7 workaholic god, right? Not a single day off."

Life isn't easy, and even gods sigh!

Hestia was deeply frustrated, but before she could leave, she sensed a familiar divine power approaching.

Turning her head in curiosity, she saw a goddess with long, dark red hair, exuding an aura of violence and authority.

It was the goddess of death and destruction, Ker.

Ker hurried over and said softly, "Lady Hestia, you're finally back. We must return to the Far North immediately."

"Huh?!" 

Hestia was puzzled and tilted her head, asking, "What's going on? What happened?"

Ker quickly pulled Hestia along as they headed towards the Far North, explaining, "Sparta is about to establish its nation. All the gods of the Underworld will be present. You need to hurry!"

"Got it, got it."

"Let's go!"

Hestia immediately understood the importance of the situation. Establishing a nation during the Golden Age, especially one like Sparta, was an extremely significant event. Almost every god of the Underworld would be there to show their support.

Establishing a nation during the Golden Age, especially one with followers like Sparta, was symbolic of honor and prestige.

This was undoubtedly a matter of immense importance! For Hades, Poseidon, and Zeus—the three God-Kings—honor was critical. To be at their level, where the only real pursuit left was transcending fate, everything else held little meaning.

Of course!

Zeus was different; he was obsessed with power. But regardless, one thing was certain: for the three God-Kings, maintaining face was extremely important. Losing face would be utterly disgraceful.

As for the establishment of Sparta, it was a matter of immense pride. There's no need to elaborate!

While Hades often seemed indifferent to such matters, there's a saying that goes: even if you don't care, the world will still pull you in. As long as you're part of this world, you can't escape its grasp.

Hestia and Ker moved swiftly.

After all, they were gods under the Chief Titan, and soon they arrived at the Far North. There, a massive city, dark purple in color and almost the size of Earth, loomed, filled with a solemn and silent atmosphere.

It embodied the solemnity of death and the silence of darkness.

As a city-state under the rule of the Lord of the Underworld, it had all the necessary grandeur.

In fact!

The nation Sparta was establishing was more of a divine kingdom than a human nation. In this Golden Age, any nation that could be established was essentially a place where gods and humans coexisted.

Moreover!

The humans living there—were they truly human or divine? It's hard to say! All the humans who joined this city during the Golden Age were those with ambition.

These people, as humans of the Golden Age, had a good chance of becoming gods in the future. The fact that they've gathered about 40,000 to 50,000 people with ambition in this era is no small feat.

Again, this is the Golden Age. In this era, humans were creatures who indulged in pleasure, and ambition? Drive? Those traits had always been scarce among them.

This is the unique nature of the Golden Age!

"We made it just in time." Hestia whispered as she gazed at the statues being erected throughout the city.

This city was named the City of Hades!

At its center stood a massive temple—the Temple of Hades—around which the entire city was built.

In front of the Temple of Hades stood a grand statue of Hades himself, already completed and erected. Statues of other gods of the Underworld also adorned the city, except for Mephistopheles, the seventy-two demon gods, and the Great Sins Witches.

This wasn't surprising. They had no need to reveal themselves unless necessary.

With Hestia's return, all the gods of the Underworld quietly awaited the ceremony in the Far North.

Sparta, clad in a blood-red robe, respectfully knelt on the ground, and behind him were all the citizens of the City of Hades.

"My King!"

Sparta respectfully declared, "Under your watchful gaze, Sparta has established my nation. You are our eternal faith, and we shall follow your will, bringing eternal death to the earth and the world!"

Buzz~~~

As Sparta finished his words, dark purple divine power began to spread across the Far North, enveloping every citizen. Hades did not forcefully increase their divine power but instead bestowed a pure blessing upon his first citizens.

This pure blessing would enhance them in all aspects, marking them as part of the Underworld. Even in death, their souls would return to the Underworld, unharmed.

In addition!

After Hades' blessing, the shadows of various Underworld gods appeared, and the statues began to shine brilliantly, sending down blessings to each of Sparta's citizens.

"King!"

"King!"

Every citizen roared in fervor, while Sparta remained kneeling, not moving, but his devout heart felt as if it had been elevated once more.

At the same time, all the gods witnessing this nation's founding ceremony showed expressions of envy.

It was truly enviable!

Establishing such a divine nation during the Golden Age was an unimaginable feat.

Thus, the Nation of Death and War: Sparta was founded!

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