Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

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The chains clanged continously, and at the moment Ares made his decision, the execution platform did not halt.

It was unclear whether it was curiosity about the mortal's undying body or an invitation had been received beforehand.

Either way, watching the fearless Achilles, more than one deity descended to test him.

Leader of the Wind Gods, Zephyrus, was not present, but his followers and siblings did not miss the event.

North Wind God Boreas, South Wind God Notus, and East Wind God Eurus summoned a ferocious wind under the compelling gaze of Aphrodite, blowing from three directions. Your journey continues on My Virtual Library Empire

The divine winds together raised boundless dust and smoke, and for a moment, the sky of Olympus appeared entirely chaotic, with no clear colors visible.

As near sovereignties themselves, the three wind gods together created a divine wind that turned many spectators pale.

However, after blowing for half a water clock's time, when the divine winds ceased, Achilles remained completely unscathed.

With the wind gods' attempt proving fruitless, gods of the Underworld took their turn.

Since secretly following the orders of the Lord of Darkness and sending the Golden Apple at the behest of Zeus, a deity of the Underworld knew they would no longer be trusted by Hades and came to Mount of the Gods.

The Olympian gods did not favor the gloomy Underworld deities, who also could not blend into the circle of surface deities.

Now, to demonstrate their powers, they naturally didn't hold back.

Moros inflicted Calamity upon Achilles, attempting to plunge him into misfortune.

However, the goddess quickly realized in shock that the mortal before her was neither alive nor dead; his fate of 'life' was not here, and his fate of 'death' was not affected.

This did not mean that fate had no effect on him, but at least Moros's power was not enough to accomplish it.

Helpless, she had to be the first to step back.

Moros gave up, and quickly following were the God of Destruction, Ker, and the God of Rot, Oizys.

The latter tried to use his divine power to corrode Achilles's body, lowering his defenses, while the former picked up a sword blessed by the deity of war and slashed at the bound hero.

Both Underworld gods gave their all, but when they struck Achilles, what remained was only a sound like metal clashing.

As the dust settled, the young hero was still completely unharmed, even casting a mocking look at the gods above.

"Too light, are all deities so weak?"

"If that's the case, it might not be just Ares who should give up his godhood to me, why don't a few of you give me your places as well?"

"Silence!"

Achilles's blasphemy once again infuriated the gods, even those who were merely spectating now felt compelled to intervene.

However, no matter the strength or divine power, it all failed to break the body soaked by the waters of the Styx.

The only one who made any impact was the Rainbow Goddess, Iris, as her summoned rainbow momentarily dazzled the hero's eyes, blurring his vision.

But faced with omnipresent light, Achilles merely closed his eyes, forcing Iris to retreat without success.

At that moment, although the Styx still flowed steadily in the Underworld and had never reached the land above, all present deities were not only shocked but aghast.

Before acting, they could freely mock Ares for his incompetence.

But after taking action, they understood the challenge of this mortal and the power of the Styx.

Historically, deities held an absolute advantage in terms of divine authority and divine bodies compared to the earthly creatures.

The so-called 'demigod,' who never commanded divine authority yet still borrows the term 'god', is due to their physical parity with deities.

Thus, throughout the past, the gods weren't strangers to encountering humans with physical prowess even surpassing deities and had grown accustomed to such.

But no matter how strong a body, there is ultimately a limit.

Today, they suddenly realized that there is indeed someone whose body was tempered to be as tough as a Divine Artifact, impossible to harm even with all their methods exhausted.

"Ha, this is good."

"All this effort to invite the gods, and if we can't kill this human in the end, the joke's on us."

"Ha, I've long disliked Ares. What capabilities does he have? If he were not the son of the Heavenly Empress, what rights would he have to marry Aphrodite?"

"Indeed, if this mortal lives through this, every day he survives is a day Ares should be ashamed to show his face in the world."

"You're thinking too much, the War God's skin is thick...and it won't come to that, regardless, with the Divine King and Heavenly Empress covering for them.

"However, if it truly comes to that, even His Majesty will find it disgraceful."

"..."

A wave of murmuring spread among the gods.

Most were scoffing at Ares, with only a few genuinely concerned about Achilles's fate.

After all, a human who blasphemed the gods like him was rare, but not unheard of.

After all, the son of Zeus had been much worse, and his end was miserable, thus the gods naturally weren't too outraged.

"...What a bunch of opportunists."

Muttering sourly, hearing the surrounding noise, Ares's expression darkened.

Forget it, it seems common measures won't work.

Ares sneaked a glance back, but evidently saw nothing.

Not to mention that the location where Hera and Hestia were situated was a distance from here, even if it wasn't, as long as there was an intent to conceal, it would be difficult for them to be noticed on Mount Olympus.