Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 901: Chapter 364: Warner_3

Such fantastical events, could they really happen to him?

A little later, the Prince calmed his emotions.

He stopped struggling and asked respectfully,

“I understand, then how should I address you, your respected… Highness, and will I have a chance to return to the Kingdom of Pylos?”

“Furthermore… may I know what I could possibly do for you that prompted you to seek me out?”

“To address me… I do not know what I should be called, anything casual will do, or you may regard me as ‘Poseidon’.”

“As for returning to your Kingdom… it was indeed the place where his last bit of strength had intended to send me.”

“But he must have been on the brink of desperation at that time, and thus he didn’t notice.”

“At that time, his uncontrollable and agitated authority had already been unleashed, and the first to be affected were his Kingdom of followers.”

“Now, Pylos has probably been destroyed by storms, earthquakes, and floods… even if there are survivors, there would be very few left.”

The Prince’s expression changed once again, but the Trident evidently did not understand his emotions.

It simply spun in the air, before revealing its true purpose.

“As for what I want you to do, it is to find a place of safety, a place hidden from other deities.”

“You will reproduce there in peace, bit by bit, to re-establish a human Kingdom. In the end, when all is said and done, your Kingdom will pray to me.”

“My Wisdom is born not solely from Faith, but I still need it.”

“Moreover, I do not wish to stay out here solely to avoid the search of other Sea Gods and Divine Kings.”

Digesting the bombshell of information, Antilokos had no time to grieve over his fallen Kingdom, as he was thunders truck by the subsequent revelation.

So starting from now, he, a Prince destined to inherit the Kingdom, must embark on the path of a ‘Nation Builder’, carrying the weapon of his primordial ancestor, to survive under the prosecution of Divine King and All Gods?

“… Your Highness, you might be overestimating me.”

With a bitter smile, the Prince said respectfully,

“With my abilities, I can hardly find a safe place to establish my own Kingdom, while simultaneously avoiding the pursuit of All Gods.”

“Even if Perseus of Perseus Constellation were alive, I fear it would be impossible for him too. It’s an impossible task.”

“I see… but no matter, I did not really expect you to be able to find a place.”

“In fact, the descendent of Poseidon, do you remember the secret I mentioned earlier, one he discovered and engraved upon me at the last moment?”

The Trident swayed in the air, its point of view steadfast.

And with it, the Prince felt the force exerted upon himself grow even heavier.

“Your meaning is…”

“The secret he discovered, is the location that meets all the aforementioned requirements.”

“Even if he were a natural born Sea God, the Destined Monarch to command the seas, he only found this secret hidden in the ocean in his most desperate, life-or-death moment.”

“Apart from him, not even the Sovereign of the Gods would be able to find that place.”

“However, I have not been there, so this time, I will take you with me.”

“After all, I am merely a weapon, whereas you, you are a true being of Life.”

Hearing this, Antilokos finally understood what the persistent force wrapped around him was for.

This wasn’t the Divine Artifact being cautious of him; in fact, he didn’t even qualify to warrant such caution.

The Trident of the Sea Emperor was simply preparing to take him somewhere, and as his own speed was far too slow, it was ready to give him a lift.

“Your Highness, I…”

“Alright, let’s hurry.”

“The battle over there is about to end. If that Divine King finds me, then you will be in danger.”

“Poseidon always detested him, so it’s impossible for me to serve him… Right now, that place is the only safe haven.”

Without wanting to say more, Divine Light gathered.

Enveloping Antilokos, the Trident began to sense for the mark left on it by Poseidon.

Regarding the secret, even Poseidon had only caught a glimpse of it in the moment of his epic struggle with that Mysterious and Mighty being, by relying on his own authority and destiny; beyond that, he had no other information.

If there must be some understanding of that place, then it might just be a name.

After all, for many powerful and ancient things in this world, they possess the ability of ‘seeing is knowing’.

Even the Trident of the Sea Emperor itself could let a life that saw it for the first time ‘know’ its name directly.

“Vanaheim, the home of the Vanir …”

“How strange, since when has there ever been a ‘Vanir Deity Race’ in this world?”

A little puzzled, but the Trident did not ponder further.

After all, it was just a weapon.

What’s so strange about a weapon not knowing something?