Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

A snort of cold disdain emanated from the center of the Heroic Spirit army, as a flash of disappointment and disgust crossed the face of the golden-armored hero.

The alchemist from the Mortal Realm... He recalled that such a profession did not exist during his time.

He had thought it was another evil creature rushing from the Mortal Realm towards the Sun, capturing which would have been a considerable achievement.

To his dismay, they turned out to be these faithless spellcasters, truly revolting.

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Mass-produced weapons and armor were bestowed to Heroic Spirits who ascended from the Mortal Realm to the starry skies. There were also meticulously crafted Subdivine Artifacts, given to heroes with bestowed 'Zodiac' titles to display their divine might.

While these inferior products devoid of authority fell far short of true Divine Artifacts, their power should not be underestimated, this so-called 'Earth-shaking Golden Net' being one of them.

It was modeled after the Golden Net that once entangled Achilles, which at one time even the War God and Goddess of Beauty could not escape.

Of course, this imitation was not as formidable, and it was not originally called the 'Earth-shaking Golden Net'.

It was only after considering its purpose and the praise in human poetry, that the Heroic Spirits who used it eventually named it so.

"Not an evil creature, huh? It certainly doesn't look like one."

"However, an alchemist from the Mortal Realm... Hmph, that group of despicable faithless ones."

"They are always able to come up with some tricks, yet they fail to realize how insignificant their achievements are compared to the greatness of all the gods."

"Since it's not an evil creature, let them be gone quickly."

"The starry skies are not a place for them to pry into; or if they wish to die alongside those monsters, I can oblige them."

A snort of cold disdain emanated from the center of the Heroic Spirit army, as a flash of disappointment and disgust crossed the face of the golden-armored hero.

The alchemist from the Mortal Realm... He recalled that such a profession did not exist during his time.

He had thought it was another evil creature rushing from the Mortal Realm towards the Sun, capturing which would have been a considerable achievement.

To his dismay, they turned out to be these faithless spellcasters, truly revolting.

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"The starry sky is boundless and vast, and its expansion has never ceased."

"In fact, in recent years especially, as far as I know, it has more than doubled in size compared to the beginning of this era."

"While the extent of space expansion does not necessarily equate to its true power, the Zodiacal Star Domain and the surrounding space as the essence of the starry core, have indeed become more bustling than before."

"Thanks to this, the significance of Perseus has also been elevated."

Concluding his summary, Dionysus looked in the direction of Hercules.

Coincidentally, had it not been for the Great Hero's matters, he would not have participated in the westward journey hinted by the God-King; Dionysus might have left his mark in the Mortal Realm and then ascended to the heavens.

He was to go to the edge of the starry space, as an outcast Son of God-King, to establish his rule, echoing with the Heroic Spirits at the center of the starry expanse, and incidentally sharing in the benefits brought by the expansion.

After all, although Zeus did not know that [Space] is one of the most powerful domains of the Origin in an Alien Realm absorbed by Chaos, the continuous expansion of the starry skies did not escape his attention.

The Divine King did not want to miss this spectacle, so if he could not go himself, sending his own son would suffice.

"So it is."

"Thank you for the explanation; I never thought that the bright and brilliant starry sky could be so complicated."

Nodding slightly, the Great Hero was initially surprised, but soon he accepted the outcome.

After all, during his journey in the East Sea, he had already heard of another Perseus.

"So, the 'The Perfect One' Perseus, praised and exalted by the Mortal Realm, is not as great as people say."

"If that's the case... what the Sirens told me, might also be true."

"Sirens?"

Now it was Dionysus's turn to feel puzzled. In his memory, Perseus seemed to have no relation to those famously notorious Sea Monsters in the Mortal Realm.

Strictly speaking, by the time the name of the Sirens spread among mortals, he had already ascended from the Mortal Realm to the heavens. They simply didn't belong to the same era.

Seeing this, the Great Hero prepared to explain, but just as he was about to speak, the starlight surrounding the Star Shuttle dimmed slightly.

Racing through the celestial bodies, the constant increase in speed began to gradually slow down.

There was no sign of disturbance from outside, it was as if the Alchemy Tools had a flaw of their own.

However, with the eyes of the Caucasus Divine Eagle, Heracles could clearly see that the actual obstacle to the passage of starlight and the speed of the silver shuttle was an invisible huge net that enveloped the Star Shuttle within it.

At the end of the net, hundreds of warriors clad in Armor formed an arc, seemingly the creators of this vast net.

At the center of the warriors stood a Golden-armored Hero leaning on his sword and gazing from afar.

Seeing the Star Shuttle entangled by the net, a warrior of evidently high status flew towards the Golden-armored Hero, his demeanor exceedingly respectful.

"...My lord."

He whispered, bowing his head slightly; during his life, he had awakened the Divine Blood within him and commanded tens of thousands of soldiers as a Heroic Spirit.

He did not consider himself a humble man, and he always took pride in his achievements; however, anyone who could come here after death was certainly not obscure in life.

"Following your command, my lord, the unidentified flying object that came from the Mortal Realm has been successfully restrained under the 'Earth-shaking Golden Net'."

"There is no way for the other party to escape the strength of the Subdivine Artifact. The creation of the majestic Craftsman and the God of Magma is incomparably powerful... but my lord, it seems not to be an Evil Creature, but a tool forged by mortal Alchemists."

The [Earth-shaking Golden Net] was the vast net that this group of Heroic Spirits manipulated.

Hephaestus had mass-produced it and gifted it to the Heroic Spirits of the Olympian Pantheon.

As they say, a justified name facilitates an eloquent appeal; while Chaos may not necessarily care about this, when the difference in strength between the two sides isn't clear, it proves to be somewhat useful.

Moreover, the power of the Heroic Spirits relied on the glorification among mortals. Even if the Divine King wished to support them, a plausible reason was needed, rather than biased favoritism.

Thus, the Herculean Task fell upon the God of Craftsmanship, Hephaestus, who reluctantly shouldered the burden as one of the few craftsmen capable of forging Divine Artifacts in Chaos.

For thousands of years, his Molten Rock Workshop had been tirelessly operating.

Mass-produced weapons and Armor were allocated to the Heroic Spirits who ascended from the Mortal Realm to the stars. There were also meticulously crafted Subdivine Artifacts, handed to heroes granted the title of 'Constellation', to display their divine prowess.

These inferior products, lacking in authority, could never compare to true Divine Artifacts, but their power was certainly not to be underestimated, and this so-called 'Earth-shaking Golden Net' was one of them.

It was a product modeled after the Golden Net that once restricted Achilles, which had once made the War God and Goddess of Beauty unable to move in the original myth.

Of course, this imitated net was not as powerful, and it wasn't initially called the 'Earth-shaking Golden Net'.

But considering its use and the praise of mortal poetry, the Heroic Spirits who used it eventually gave it this name.

"Not an Evil Creature, huh? It certainly doesn't seem like one."

"However, an Alchemist coming from the Mortal Realm... hmph, that despicable group of the Faithless."

"They always manage to conjure up some little tricks, but they have no idea how insignificant their achievements are compared to the greatness of All Gods."

"Since it's not an Evil Creature, hurry up and let them roll out."

"The starry sky is not a place they can pry into; or perhaps they wish to die alongside some monsters, I can accommodate that too."

A sneer echoed as a hint of disappointment and disdain flashed across the face of the Golden-armored Hero at the heart of the Heroic Spirits' army.

Mortal Alchemists... He remembered that such a profession didn't exist during his time.

He had thought this was another Evil Creature rushing from the Mortal Realm to the Sun. Capturing it would have been a great achievement.

But to think it was these faithless Spellcasters instead. Truly disgusting.

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