Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Half a day had passed and, within the palace of the God of the Ocean, a secret discussion that no one knew about began and ended.

Under the full effort of the Lord of Darkness, time and fate were isolated, and the Law of all things could not be perceived. Everything here was concealed, even the present world itself could not detect what had transpired here.

This secrecy exceeded even the time in the Second Epoch when the Silver Humanity was hidden, because Erebus did not understand the authority of the Divine King nor was he very clear about how close Zeus's current connection to the order of the present world was.

Strictly speaking, he was actually looking for and creating allies for him, but just as Erebus had planned from the beginning, he didn't really intend to help Zeus, and the means he created for help were definitely not acceptable to the Divine King.

This was precisely why the Lord of Darkness had only started to act recently, because the unusual disturbances and passing of the World Power had indeed made many things much easier, turning the impossible into possible. When strength poured into the outside, sensitivity inside naturally declined.

"It seems you've also realized what it is you need the most. By comparison, having two more enemies who don't get along isn't really a big deal. After all, previously, you didn't even have the qualifications to be an enemy."

After the secret talk, Erebus finally revealed a satisfied smile.

Having such a smooth start at the first stop after leaving Zeus made him feel quite good.

He heard that mortals who believe in fate think a good beginning often brings luck to subsequent events. He wasn't very familiar with fate, but he was willing to believe it was a good sign.

"...maybe, just don't know in your plans, or rather, in your plans for the future world, what role did I play?"

The tone was somewhat self-mocking and even more weary between the expressions, which was not physical, but spiritual.

Oceanus did not know whether his choice was right or wrong, but he was still moved by it; only, thinking about the cost he had to pay made him hesitate.

Erebus did not disclose his entire plan, but just the part involving him had already frightened the God of the Ocean, which inevitably made him think of some things from a long time ago... Fortunately, that all had passed.

"Naturally, you would play the supreme ruler of the Ocean and Water, isn't that what you want? Besides, I didn't ask you to do anything, Oceanus. I just told you what I'm going to do. Whether or not you do it, I can't force you to commit, after all, you can change your mind at any time, and I can't possibly make you swear an oath on the Styx River."

"But my dear nephew, this world is only so big, and there are only so many positions. If you get more, someone else will inevitably get less; this is an unchangeable fact.

So as long as you still think of moving forward, you will certainly make both friends and enemies, just as the path I've described to you—you may not do it, but you know, for every action you take, you gain a bit more strength, and once you're done, you'll obtain what you desire, of course, along with corresponding enemies."

"To go or not, it's all up to you. I'm not the Sea God, and no other sea god has more of a unique opportunity than you."

The tone was calm; the Lord of Darkness didn't really think highly of his indecisive nephew.

In fact, from his choice to have many children and form numerous alliances, it was clear what kind of god he was, but he wasn't worried about a refusal.

Conspiracies will be exposed, schemes will be uncovered, but at this moment, he is wholeheartedly considering his future path. As for the troubles that come with it, aren't they expected?

"There are no eternal enemies, Oceanus. As long as you can fulfill your wishes, you must make choices—or would you rather entrust your fate to Zeus? At least you should be grateful, you still have choices, unlike many others who have no opportunity at all."

"...hm—perhaps."

Sighing, the God of the Ocean finally confirmed:

"I believe you can do everything else, as a Primordial God conjoined with the world, your strength is beyond doubt. But one thing, I remember that in past years, only the Divine King could imprison a deity in the Abyss."

"How can you ensure that you can send a deity of the Olympian Pantheon into Tartarus and then keep him there without Zeus releasing him?"

"That's my concern now, as always, you can back out at any time, can't you?"

With a faint smile, Erebus offered no explanation.

The Abyss was also part of his plan, just not among the first few targets. Because his understanding of that place was not as deep.

Since the Third Epoch, the Abyss had resisted the entry of Great Divine Power. But at least one thing he was more certain of:

At the end of the Second Epoch, Cronus had forsaken everything and opened up a realm in the Abyss, a strength he had 'seen' implanted in the souls of Silver Humanity. And behind that a supporting hand was from Laine, so in some sense, the Spirit Realm and the Abyss should be considered enemies.

Over the years, those beings called Demons had not been scarce in their dealings with the outside world; he had also learned some of the recent changes there.

The Abyss had nurtured life and even waged war with the realm opened by Cronus... These were unexpected yet within reason. Compared to the intelligence he had obtained, he further confirmed how the realm known as Hell came to be—it had stolen the strength of Tartarus. Find more chapters on My Virtual Library Empire