Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

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"Do you see now, Typhon? You can no longer win."

From earth to the sky, and from the sky to the sea, the two gods recklessly released their powers. At this moment, they were the center of heaven and earth.

Unlike the brief engagement before, this time, the battle between the Divine King and Typhon lasted long enough for the other gods to react. Even Zeus deliberately led their battlefield through the realms of different deities, clearly revealing who would merely watch and who was willing to exert effort for the Divine Court.

The Goddess of Hearthfire bestowed her [Guardianship] upon the Divine King from afar, Ares allowed the desire for combat in the Divine King's heart to amplify his strength; the Goddess of Life attempted to suppress Typhon's recovery from injuries, while Athena too did not take direct action, merely raising her spear to let [Victory] decide who it should favor.

Even the God of the Ocean, who usually had a strained relationship with the Divine King, finally emerged from the ocean's depths, mobilizing the sea's power to suppress Typhon.

When the King of All Monsters rampaged through the world before, they quickly hid away to avoid disaster, but now none of the gods minded lending a hand. After all, the outcome was clear, and regardless of their relationship with Zeus, they were all willing to do a favor at such a moment.

Without friends, without allies, all the gods stood against it, both heaven and earth were its enemies, and even Mother Earth, which had given birth to it, left no trace. Like a stone monkey ensnared in a tightening net, surveying all around, all Typhon could see were opponents. Its blood rained down upon the sea like rain, and opposite it was Zeus, growing stronger with each battle.

But it didn't care about that at all. To the Divine King's offer of surrender, Typhon replied only with another furious roar.

No one knew what it was thinking, only its massive body thrashing about in the storm. One head after another was severed by the thunderbolts, yet those that remained were still full of fight.

"Madman, foolish, obstinately ignorant!"

With an ugly expression, Zeus indeed felt regret, even more than his indignation at being ignored.

His Sovereign Ritual was near its initial completion, and once the twelve pillars were erected, the next step was to continually expand the domain enveloped by the concept of [Kingship].

Even if not considering Typhon itself as a suitable henchman, even if that demon never wished to fight for him in the future, merely having the mighty Typhon submit to him would greatly benefit Zeus's prospects.

But it wasn't willing... The madman wasn't willing!

Despite having a hundred heads, it could not match even the most mundane mortal... Even acting like those despicable unbelievers would have been better, those who mouthed nothing but lies without a shred of faith, at least they knew when to bend with the times, to love life and fear death!

You damned beast, when you consumed the Fruit of One Day and then couldn't find the prisoner who should have been in the Corycian, you should have realized that it was over for you, that you fell into a trap, that it was no longer possible for you to win!

"You damned monster..."

As time passed and the powers of fate acted upon him, Zeus felt a constant influx of strength into his body. He was already capable of defeating his adversary, but he still made one last attempt.

"Typhon, give up. You are too new to this world, and you don't understand its beauty. Surrender! Submit to me! The gods enjoy eternal life in eternal bliss, delicacies and finery, beauties and nectar, all the wonderful things in this world belong to us. Isn't that good?!"

"Roar——!"

This time, Typhon didn't even speak back to him—perhaps it said something, but Zeus was unable to understand the monster's roars.

Before him, all Zeus could see were the unyielding eyes of Typhon—he finally realized, as long as this creature could fight, it would never submit to him.

"...Fine, since you won't accept wine..."

Endless thunder surged behind him, forming into a colossal thunderous giant spirit. At this moment, Zeus subconsciously replicated something his father had once done.

Perhaps due to the difference between time and the authority of thunder, the incarnation the Divine King summoned was nowhere near as terrifying as the one during the epoch change. He couldn't shoulder the sun and the moon, he couldn't span continents with the sweep of his hand, but he still managed to extend his right hand and press Typhon into the very center of the sea.

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

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The next moment, the Divine Artifact was raised high, accompanying the rumbling sounds as the Arrows of Thunder acted like a sledgehammer, treating Typhon like iron on an anvil, relentless under the strikes. Thunderbolts penetrated Typhon's immortal body, breaking its bones and scorching its innards, then starting all over again as it healed.

A similar scene, the same participants, but the roles had now reversed. Zeus, who not long before had his limbs broken, had now switched places, and Typhon, once victorious over the world, was now utterly powerless to retaliate, struggling in vain.

Had it become weaker, or had Zeus become stronger? Atop the sea, Typhon's confused thoughts had no answers, but neither did it need an answer. The pain penetrated to the bone, yet its will remained stubborn, the beating only incited Typhon's ferocity. It was not truly insane, it knew Zeus wanted to enlist it, it was clearer still how luxurious and carefree the life of the gods was.

Now, with the reversal of power, that premonition that had loomed beside it since its birth seemed about to become a reality. If it persisted, it was very likely that it would die.

Surrender... It seemed as if a voice was echoing beside Typhon's somewhat fuzzy consciousness. Surrender would avoid death, even for the sake of its power, Zeus would surely be lenient with its crimes. As long as it was willing to contribute its strength at the right time, the Divine King would definitely not be stingy with any pleasure and glory...