Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality - Chapter 637 - Chapter 637: Chapter 213: Twin Kings_2

Chapter 637: Chapter 213: Twin Kings_2

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“Abyss…”

Muttering the name softly, Zeus hesitated for a moment. Despite a natural aversion, he set off again.

Although he didn’t choose to investigate the mastermind behind Keto at Poseidon’s provocation, but rather left of his own volition to “loosen the reins” on All Gods and avoid trouble, this didn’t mean Zeus wasn’t curious about that presence.

That familiar sensation, he was certain he had met them before. Although he couldn’t recall precisely where, he still needed to see for himself.

With a shimmer of his figure, as the environment twisted around him, a winding portal that was both present and absent appeared before Zeus.

Tartarus, a place he had entered before he became the Divine King. Back then, he was striving to overthrow his father.

Standing again at its gates today, Zeus felt an acute sense of change.

“… Come, let me see who you truly are.”

Taking a deep breath, Zeus stepped in.

Quickly, with a shift in time and space, Zeus’s figure vanished from the Underworld’s sky.

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“Hmm?”

In the depths of Hell, atop a towering mountain range amid endless palace complexes, Asmodeus had just withdrawn one of his powers.

The power residing in Keto didn’t lack a proxy function, but when faced with an equivalent existence, it was virtually useless. So, after merely making his presence known, he returned hastily to the Abyss.

However, contrary to Zeus’s belief, as had been stated before, when a Demon God was born within Tartarus, the Nine Hells’ time and space would surface in the Abyss.

Thus he hadn’t actually walked through the Abyss’s door but returned here as soon as he entered the Underworld.

“Chased me after all… Leaving at such a time, just as I suspected, you actually want to provoke discord yourself?”

“This timing, the somewhat hasty preparation, the unusual fluctuation of World Power, and that Goddess of Life… So you reached an agreement with Darkness, intending to use this opportunity to completely unify the present world?”

Raising a hand slightly, strands of dark power fell into Asmodeus’s open palm.

This power, once part of the souls of the Silver Generation mixed by Erebus, later became a spoil of the Nine Hells, granting the Demons Clan control over Shadow.

Looking at this power, reflecting on Gaia’s past cooperation with the Lord of Darkness, and considering Zeus’s character…

“What else can I say but that everyone has their own hidden agenda?”

Clenching his fist, extinguishing the strand of power, Asmodeus turned to look at his surroundings.

Unlike the Floating Island in the Central Court of Hell’s fifth level, in the ninth level of Purgatory, there was a place extremely similar to the outside world.

Hell’s establishment arose from Order amid Chaos, making the ninth level, naturally, the most orderly part.

From a mortal’s perspective, they probably couldn’t distinguish between here and the external world, thinking themselves still in the Mortal Realm rather than in a lower world filled with blood and fire.

Hell’s ninth level, Cronoia, should an olden Titans Deity arrive here, they might suddenly realize the towering mountains and the not-yet-collapsed Mount Othrys were strikingly similar, and the structures atop the mountain were indistinguishable from the past.

“Are you so nostalgic for the past, or is this why you chose to stir up conflict in the Mortal Realm?”

The voice came from the depths of time and space, and Asmodeus wasn’t surprised by the Ancient Serpent’s belated inquiry.

Knowing when Keto received orders to alter course, Asmodeus knew the Ancient Serpent would come to question him.

His answer, pondered from that moment, was ready.

“Naturally nostalgic, but I don’t long for places. In truth, I only miss being spirited, with a wife by my side and loyal Guards protecting me.”

“That is why I want to return, and why I seek to overthrow the Divine Court, to exact revenge on Zeus and Destiny. But you, why do you want to prevent this conflict? You actually have no reason to stop it; Zeus cannot be your opponent now. Even with stronger Strength, a Divine King’s authority stems from the present world, binding him. Thus, in this situation, why stop him from stirring discord within his Divine Court, even directly commanding Keto?”

With a serene expression, despite being unaware of Hemenu’s world, Asmodeus made the most accurate judgment.

“You are entangled, encountering unforeseen events.”

“Because of the former, you cannot sit atop your high seat and observe the world’s changes, as your power, a critical point, is restricted. Because of the latter, you had to command Keto, unable to find a more suitable candidate in the limited time.”

“So you see it as an opportunity?”

The voice was leisurely; the Ancient Serpent showed no anger.

Asmodeus wasn’t a subordinate, a fact long known. Therefore, his choice, unexpected yet reasonable, wasn’t a surprise.

“Indeed, this is the best timing.”

“The war between Hell and Abyss is destined to continue for endless ages, for as the world grows, as the core of Chaos, Tartarus’s power is consumed by me, yet still grows.”

“Only within the Mortal Realm lies the breaking point. Zeus seeks to provoke discord, even threatening your setup–you may not be able to exert full power, but isn’t that why you have me?”

“Instead of waiting for a day where I must pay a price for your aid against Zeus, isn’t this better? See, regardless of the outcome, at least now, our interests in the Mortal Realm align.”

Extending his hand, Asmodeus withdrew a sickle from the Void.

It resembled the former one in style, but appeared more exquisite and splendid.

Compared to the divine artifact forged from flint, this sickle might lack a specific effect against the Divine King, but its power in other respects far surpassed it.

Thus, stepping forward, Asmodeus arrived outside of Hell, before the doors of Tartarus.

At this moment, Zeus had just arrived, surprised by the dramatically altered Abyss.

“Nothing stabilizes a relationship more than aligned interests; thus, both parties strive towards the same goal.”

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“As for you, Zeus, this is where you stop.”

“Your father, after all, is still your father.”

With a low laugh, the sickle was swung.

And beneath the blade was the third-generation Divine King, aghast in defense.

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