I Am Hades, Lord of the Underworld!

The Nation of Death and War: Sparta!

With its establishment, Sparta has now been firmly founded. As for the future?

That's a matter for the future.

However!

Every god knows that Sparta will become an extremely formidable existence. Whether in the Golden Age or the Silver Age, and as for the future Bronze Age?

What a joke!

If the day ever comes when the Bronze Age arrives, the entire nation will simply enter the Underworld directly, without needing to waste any more time in the mortal realm.

This is the nature of Sparta—it's not a nation established by humans; more accurately, it should be called a divine kingdom.

Of course, all of this pertains to the future, a very distant future.

After Sparta was founded, Hestia returned to the Underworld.

"The next steps... can wait for now," Hestia murmured, shaking her head as she made her way toward Elysium.

What can be said?

Hestia had accumulated a vast array of treasures and trinkets. Carrying all these items made her feel unsafe, so she thought it best to return them safely.

Soon!

Hestia arrived in Elysium, emerging from the Underworld. She looked at Hades, seated on his divine throne.

Hestia shook her head in resignation and, with a bright smile, said, "Brother, brother, I'm back! I'm back!"

"Big Sister," Hades slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to be filled with endless death and destruction, but everything vanished in an instant.

Hades calmly replied, "You've worked hard."

Hestia waved her hand dismissively, grinning, "It's nothing, really. No big deal. By the way, brother, have you advanced further? You seem even more terrifying than before."

Hestia curiously observed her brother. Of course, she was the only one who could ask such a question. Anyone else? It wasn't that Hades didn't trust them, but subordinates simply couldn't inquire about such matters!

Since the end of the Titanomachy, Hades' aura had become more formidable. For a brief moment, Hestia even felt like she was facing Pontus.

Just a trace!

A mere trace!

But still!

That was an ancient god they were talking about—so even the slightest hint was terrifying. Don't think that just because Hades, Poseidon, and Zeus defeated Cronus, they're already invincible.

Among God-Kings, Hades is undoubtedly fearsome, even more so than Poseidon and Zeus. But the difference between God-Kings, and especially between a God-King and an ancient god, is as vast as the gap between an ant and a planet!

They are simply on different levels, incomparable in any meaningful way.

Hestia was very curious about the extent of her brother's growth.

Hades calmly explained, "It's just cultivation. I can't progress any further in the short term, but as I quieted my mind and reflected on everything, I realized that my foundations were once quite weak."

During this time, Hades had withdrawn from most matters, delegating everything to Aether. He focused on meditating, organizing, and comprehending his laws.

As time passed, Hades noticed that his path had progressed too quickly, leaving many of his foundations unstable.

He didn't know if this stable foundation was as crucial as in the ancient cultivation practices, but he understood that once a problem is identified, it must be properly addressed.

Hades had been working to solidify his foundation in all aspects—his divine body, soul, and laws. Although he hadn't yet pushed his foundation to its absolute limit, he was making steady progress.

However!

As they say, time is infinite, so there's no need to rush. Hades was in no hurry, taking his time to address everything carefully.

"That's good."

"Hehehe~~~"

Hestia chuckled, "Let me take out the stuff now."

She touched her forehead, and the three-part Underworld Goddess Armor materialized, disappearing into Elysium. Then, she raised her hand, and the 108-bead demonic star bracelet returned to the Celestial Realm.

Afterward!

Hestia waved her hand, and countless divine artifacts and treasures appeared.

These items...

Well!

Rhea knew about many things. Whether they were traps set by Cronus, treasure troves left behind, or hidden rare items, Rhea had informed her daughter, and Hestia had retrieved them all without hesitation.

It could be said that Hestia had truly become a wealthy little goddess. The abundance of divine artifacts she possessed was staggering, perhaps accounting for more than half of Cronus' treasury.

Hades waved his hand, sending all the divine artifacts into the demonic stars.

Hades said calmly, "Big Sister, if you need anything, you can go to the demonic stars and choose whatever you like."

Hades never restricted his Underworld gods or Specters. All materials were stored in the demonic stars, free for them to use as long as it could lead to improvement.

Hades didn't mind if resources were wasted; it didn't matter to him.

He wasn't attached to these divine items and had never tried to hide them. The Underworld gods and Specters understood Hades' thoughts.

Because of this, they only took what they needed, and no one squandered resources. What's the point of waste? No one would complain about having too many resources! What if you waste something you might need later?

Just thinking about it makes it clear that such behavior would be unwise.

Hades continued, "Big Sister, Mother has told you everything about Father's legacy. You've worked hard. Now, you can take a well-deserved break."

"Huh?"

Hestia was taken aback and said in surprise, "Brother, is it really over? But... this is an important time. We must advance further before the Silver Age arrives; we can't rest now!"

Hestia was eager and not actually that tired!

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