Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 463 - 71: Collision, Clash of Myths

Golden City.

Almost as the arrogant young man in full golden armor led the Golden Battle Group out of the city in pursuit, chaos was also unfolding within the Horus Temple, where an elderly priest was nervously arranging a ritual, hoping to commune with the Divine Spirit through sacrifice to seek the next instructions from the Oracle.

However, the occurrence of some events took even the Divine Spirit by surprise; even the gods cannot fully arrange the fate of others.

On the high platform opposite the Horus Temple, an elegant black cat was licking its tongue.

Not far from it, a majestic owl was perching in the shadows under the eaves when the black cat suddenly transformed into the image of a beautiful naked woman, with an amused expression: "It looks like Horus messed up."

The owl emitted a cool female whisper: "Oh?"

The beautiful naked woman transformed back into a cat face, saying softly: "He wanted to cooperate with the Furious Gods to create the mythology of this era together."

"According to his original plan."

"This offspring left on earth was initially an arrogant, malevolent, oppressive ruler bullying the populace, and then he was to encounter a Barbarian Race warrior from the northern Great Snow Mountain. After narrowly defeating each other and admiring each other’s courage and strength, they would become friends and conquer many enemies on the Golden Coast together, creating the myth of this era."

A very clichéd story of reforming for the better.

The tyrannical king reforms after meeting a formidable opponent, takes up responsibility, and becomes a Legendary Hero protecting the people.

Him? Really?

While the owl did not speak, the expression on its face conveyed this sentiment as it voiced a cool female tone: "It’s somewhat like the story of Gilgamesh... this seems like something Horus would do!..."

Gilgamesh? Who is that?

The cat-faced woman showed a hint of confusion, but the owl did not elaborate, instead, it spoke softly: "So his opponent should be the Heracles."

"The Furious Gods are also adapting to the new era, creating new mythology."

"But he seems quite weak."

Heracles is much stronger than Hegel, after all, he is the son of Zeus.

The bloodline of Zeus is indeed formidable.

The cat-faced woman gazed at the owl in the darkness and slowly said: "Are you referring to the mythological hero from the Otherworld?"

"Suliss."

The owl stared calmly at the distant temples and said: "All mythical stories have similarities, even the scripts of the gods aren’t that innovative."

"I’ve seen a true human hero; that man should have arrived here..."

"I’m looking for him."

The cat-faced woman knew the other had been searching for a man, a man highly regarded by the gods of the Otherworld.

She asked with a puzzled expression: "Reincarnation?"

"If it’s reincarnation, he’s still a baby right now; finding him would be pointless."

The owl gently shook its head and softly said: "I don’t know in what form he arrives, but another part of me has already told me he has come."

The cat-faced woman showed a slight envy and sighed softly: "Thousand Faces and Thousand Forms."

"You were once a powerful Divine Spirit."

"You promised if I helped you, you would assist me in re-forming a new Divine Position."

The owl’s expression was cold as it said calmly: "Aren’t I already helping you?"

"Look at your husband."

"He has already been forced into slumber, while you now possess the ability to walk in the mortal realm as an avatar."

Husband?

The cat-faced woman gave a slight chuckle and sighed: "Do you mean that guy who’s always exposing his genitals?"

"He’s not my husband."

"In the Dark Ages, my former self was just worshipped along with him."

The Divine Spirit’s revered name, Divine Position, will remain.

However, whether the one possessing the revered name and Divine Position is the same as the ancient Divine Spirit is debatable, given the quick succession of eras, and many Divine-like Powers could take the place of forgotten gods.

Generations of Divine Spirits change, yet mortals might not be aware.

"They have already harbored hatred."

The cat-faced woman gazed into the distance and sighed softly: "Originally, at Horus’s celebration, they were to turn enemies into friends during the competitive gladiatorial event, but now it seems they can hardly come together."

"The narrow-mindedness of Horus’s offspring has ruined everything."

Even Zeus cannot completely determine the fate of Heracles.

He can only arrange Heracles to rescue the fire-stealing Prometheus, paving him a path of great merits, but the threads of fate can only be remotely controlled; if the gods were truly that powerful, the Greek Polytheism wouldn’t have been utterly suppressed by Monotheism.

The script of the gods has been rewritten.

As the script changes, even remotely controlling gods must passively adapt while hurriedly arranging a new script.

As long as the goal can be achieved, the change in script does not matter.

"I can feel he has already arrived."

The figure of the owl gradually faded away, whispering softly: "The Golden Coast is the most prosperous area of this continent, he will definitely come here."

"Help me find him."

"I will help you consolidate a new Divine Position!"

The cat-faced woman watched the gradually disappearing owl and said frustratedly: "No name, no identity, no information whatsoever; how am I supposed to find that man?" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"How about lending me a little wisdom?"

Wisdom.

When wisdom was mentioned, the cat-faced woman showed a trace of longing and greed, even a hint of prayer.