Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

"I hope everything goes as you say, Aphrodite, and remember to prepare your Divine Descending avatar."

"I will prepare mine as well. This time, we must succeed, failure is not an option."

"I also hope that what you’ve prepared is truly as useful as you say. As for my affairs, you needn’t concern yourself." Experience more content on NovelBin.Côm

Speaking indifferently, Aphrodite touched her belt.

"It will be useful, there is no other possibility."

"A clean hit—Athena will have no chance to interfere, that place is not her domain after all. Once we succeed, we’ll have the kingdoms of the mortal realm form an alliance."

"Athens has their magic and alchemy," Hera sneered as she gripped the armrests of her golden throne, "but they are no match for the gods!"

"Metis, Prometheus, Athena... These gods that deem themselves wise are always so arrogant, but history will teach them a lesson."

"Ah, yes, a lesson."

Neither agreeing nor disagreeing, Aphrodite smiled in response: "But Hera, you still harbor a grudge against Metis’ existence."

"Do you need to borrow my belt? Honestly, instead of obsessing over someone whose death is unknown, you’d do better to take action and make the Divine King revolve around you, rather than him prowling the mortal realm for affairs—oh, I almost forgot."

"The revered Divine King, he’s not just hunting for love these days—"

—Boom!

A deep rumble echoed through the Divine Palace, and as the dust settled, the Goddess of Beauty was no longer in sight, leaving only Hera in the great hall.

Gasping heavily, this is why she and Aphrodite never got along.

It wasn’t just because of the inherent conflict between love and beauty and the bonds of marriage, nor was it because of the other’s provoking words. In fact, perhaps deep down, Hera has always been somewhat jealous.

She envied Metis for her wisdom and her daughter’s strength, even if Zeus had swallowed her, it was actually out of fear of her offspring threatening his throne. @@novelbin@@

She envied Hestia for being independent and strong, not dependent on any male god, and if it weren’t for the Goddess of Law leaving Olympus, Themis would also be within her scope of jealousy.

Yet compared to the former, these two goddesses were either gentle and lofty or just and strict in character, which made it difficult for her to envy them, so in the end, what remained in her heart was more of an admiration.

But Aphrodite… amorous by nature, obsessed with her husband. Her own son was infatuated with her, yet she could never restrain her own husband.

Even if Hera tried to convince herself to accept it all, she ultimately could not.

"Divine Kings are always arrogant, ancient Celestial Gods regard all gods as slaves, never considering that they dare to resist; Cronus, standing atop Mount Othrys, believed his strength could help him defeat fate, yet the result was futile."

"Zeus, will you also have such a day? If indeed it comes, what will become of me? Like Mother Earth, like the Mother Goddess, or... will I have my own fate?"

In both the Divine King and the Heavenly Empress, perhaps due to some mysterious forces, they always exhibit certain strengths or weaknesses attributed to their respective genders.

However, even Hera herself couldn’t determine whether her jealousy stemmed from the influence of being the Heavenly Empress or from her own nature.

"If Zeus remains the Divine King, then let us torment each other forever."

The sorrow of the changing seasons is but fleeting, Hera quickly regained her spirit.

She must first concentrate on completing her own tasks; as for the future?

She would be involved in every one of Zeus’s affairs, even if she was always seen as a spiteful and jealous wife in the dead of night, but she didn’t care.

It was so in the past and will be so in the future. Let those innocent mortals she disrupted hate her... she takes it all in stride.

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In the blink of an eye in the heavens, several springs and autumns passed in the mortal realm.

In a distant Alien Realm, not much time might have passed, but in the Chaos World, it had already been more than a year.

This was a consequence of Egypt’s downfall, a perfectly normal event.

After all, even the present Chaos World had experienced a disruption of time due to Typhon’s rebellion, so it was no surprise that similar incidents occurred in the mortal realm of Egypt.

So, standing on a high cliff at the Acropolis of Athens, when Laine returned once again to the last Guard before reaching the City of Athens, it was already very different from his previous visit.

More numerous and elite guards, materials amassed in the storerooms. And though it might seem unchanged at a glance, one could sense, with just a slight effort, the slowly forming magic arrays buried beneath the earth.

They would form a massive Rune barrier, covering the entire city, ultimately serving as a defense much like the Maze Lock of Silver Moon City—the only difference being, the latter can operate continuously without interruption, because the pervasive Magic Net is its source of power, and defense is just one aspect of its function. In contrast, the former is merely a temporary shield, and no one knows how long it can last.

Regardless, everything in sight proved that Athens had long realized the gravity of their situation and had begun making covert preparations for war.

Of course, their preparations were theirs to make, and theoretically, this had little to do with Laine; his presence here now was for another reason entirely.

However, the conclusion of affairs in the Alien Realm causing a momentary unification of consciousness forced Laine to pause here, considering the various impacts Hemenu’s ending might bring upon him.