Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

"Zeus!"

"And you, you insect, even you dare to spy on me!"

An enraged roar bellowed from Typhon as he suddenly noticed a tiny figure in the distance.

Like Athena, that was also one of the deities who had successively returned, yet among them, no one noticed they had been missing for a time.

The current chronology still seemed somewhat chaotic; although the gods were unclear about the reasons, they naturally attributed it to the great battle between the Divine King and the monster ancestor. It was understandable that Zeus had previously suffered a great defeat but was now exchanging blows with Typhon in the blink of an eye.

It might be some conspiracy or stratagem; a monster that emerged from some obscure corner easily defeating the Divine King was somewhat beyond the understanding of the gods. Now, seeing Zeus showing his divine might, many deities abandoned the thought of fleeing and instead tried to come and assist the Divine King.

Then, the next moment, a colossal serpentine tail whooshed through the air, smashing the War God Ares into the ground.

"Hahahahahaha, ho!"

"Insect, this is your fate!"

His confusion swept away, Typhon's will surged once again. However, facing him, Zeus did not miss this opportunity.

"Typhon, you dare be distracted in front of me!"

Thick lightning split the sky, directly severing two or three of Typhon's dragon heads, then striking hard against its body.

The figure of Zeus followed, seemingly no longer fearful of close combat with Typhon but instead taking the initiative to rush in close.

Although he was not particularly fond of Ares, Typhon's actions still filled him with indignant fury. The Divine King appeared to have forgotten how he had been miserably defeated before; all he could feel right now was his own body brimming with power, as if nothing could stand in his way.

Boom—!

"Typhon, bow your head to me, for we are both descendants of Mother Earth. No one can forever stand above all; a momentary bow is not shameful, and the Hekatonkheires are proof that I do not reject hideously ugly monsters."

In a head-on collision, it was the insurmountable monster that was forced back. Zeus's voice thundered like a tempest, and for some reason, he was not in a hurry to attempt killing Typhon.

What a mighty demon god, in this moment, with the upper hand, Zeus began to entertain a different thought. If such a monster could be made to serve him, what could the Primordial Deities do?

Each Primordial Deity was alone; they, too, had conflicts among themselves, but Typhon and he were two. He could fully use this to his advantage, maneuvering alliances and threats, ultimately bringing all Primordial Deities under the rule of the Divine Court. If he could truly achieve that step, Zeus dared not imagine how much his "kingship" would expand.

However, obviously, this was just Zeus's idea; Typhon did not share the same opinion. What responded to his entreaty was only increasingly fierce resistance.

"Roar—!"

The decapitated heads slid to the ground, new dragon heads emerging one by one. Faced with the invincible Divine King, Typhon's gaze did not waver in the slightest.

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"Bow my head? Lies of deities."

"Besides, for you to make me bow... you are not worthy!"

Boom—!

Once more, the great battle surged, the earth split, and the Underworld quaked. Even under the suppression of the Law as much as possible, the collision of great powers still brought indelible scars to the world.

From the earth to the sky, the traces of ripped space spread across everything... But this time, Typhon's decline was indeed difficult to conceal any longer.