Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 740 - 262: The Disparities of Love_3

The son, who rarely voiced his opinions, brought up the discontent among the domestic aristocracy.

He asked whether he had come to Eryxis for ’negotiation’.

The exchanges at the banquet were awkward and hesitant, yet they oddly revealed those aristocrats’ thoughts.

And the only thing he needed to remind himself of was the Divine Descending of All Gods.

Hmm... perhaps that ritual also played some role. He had asked himself whether the Eryxis Secret Rite was real or fake, and he had told him that it was theoretically feasible.

He feared the Deity yet longed for Strength, so it didn’t seem so strange that he would make such a choice.

But looking back... Seeing Demophon’s eyes that dared not meet his own, Theseus felt a slight urge to laugh.

Do you really think you can get what you want, the curse of a God on a mortal never happens ’today’.

"Surrender now, mortal, you can’t escape."

"Or perhaps you still plan to resist? After all, even now, you dare to call me by my name."

The voice contained a trace of pleasure, Hera didn’t care about the love and hate between this father and son.

She only knew that Athens was finally about to be uprooted by her effortlessly. And the ’thing’ she had prepared turned out to be so useful, easily dealing with this tough enemy.

"Now, you should call me Your Majesty, the Heavenly Empress."

Whoosh—

An invisible force expanded, instantly enveloping The Sky. The other Gods also didn’t disrespect Hera at this moment; they all tacitly approved her actions.

The presence of multiple Deities layered together, heavy like a Mountain.

The God’s majesty pressed down on the most powerful Humans, as if proving that for thousands of years, Gods were never beings that humans could confront.

Standing at the center surrounded by Gods, feeling the pressure that usually seemed negligible but was now vast and profound, Theseus simply smiled.

He wasn’t laughing at the Gods, for they had always been so; he was laughing at Demophon’s naivety.

"Is this my neglect, or is it just a child’s folly, it seems you forgot the story I told you."

"During the upheaval of Typhon, the great hero Cadmos saved the Divine King, but the Divine King then wed the Goddess of Harmony to him as a wife."

"Heh, she is even here now... She didn’t want to marry a mortal, her mother Aphrodite didn’t want it either, Zeus knew they were unwilling, but he still did it, and disasters have continued ever since."

Theseus didn’t continue the rest of the story, for everyone knew it all too well.

The Goddess of Beauty presented her daughter with a necklace and Veil for her wedding, and from that moment on, Cadmos’ descendants were never at peace. His daughter was desired by Zeus, and then died after witnessing Zeus in his true form. His grandson Labdacus lived a short life, and his great-grandson Laius lost his father in childhood.

Due to the assassination of his guardian by political enemies, the rule of Thebes changed hands. Laius had to take refuge with Pelops—the son of Tantalus who wasn’t killed in the story of the feast that offended the Gods, the grandson of Zeus.

Laius became the tutor of Pelops’ son Chrysippus, but Laius then fell in love with the beautiful youth Chrysippus, abducted him, and caused his death. Thus, Laius betrayed his benefactor, so the bereaved Pelops cursed Laius ’to be killed by his own son.’

The son of Laius was the notorious Oedipus.

Oedipus killed his father and married his mother, brewing a human tragedy. Oedipus’ son Polynices, in a bid to wrestle power from his brother, brazenly started the war of the seven against Thebes, resulting in the brothers killing each other, both dying at the foot of Thebes.

And these were just the beginning. On another timeline, the Trojan War would later erupt.

Thebes, located within Greece’s sphere of influence, should have sided with Greece to achieve Victory. However, the Theban king Eteocles gave birth to a daughter named Andromache, who married the Prince of Troy, Hector...

Thus, the powerful Mortal Demigod, second only to Heracles, the hero Achilles led his troops to slaughter the city of Thebes, killing seven brothers of Andromache in a single day.

The Greek mythology approaches its end here... but no one knows whether the disaster of Thebes has truly concluded.

Throughout this entire history, Aphrodite, as the progenitor of this bloodline, never did anything for them, and Zeus, who had been favored by Cadmos, did likewise.

"Those who are not of our kind have different hearts."

"Deities... have never had mercy for humans."

Fire burned in his veins, and Theseus no longer looked in the direction of Demophon.

He had noticed the unflattering expression on the Goddess of Beauty’s face; after all, the story he had just told was nothing short of mocking her ignobility and shamelessness to her face.

The All Gods planned to kill him here and then support Demophon’s ascension to the throne of Athens, directly undermining Athena’s authority from within the secular domain.

It must be said that the tactical acumen of the Heavenly Empress was indeed formidable; she not only had the advantages of time and location but also did not forget about the support of the people.

But even knowing that death was certain, Theseus had no intention of giving up.

"Come on..."

The outcome for Demophon could be no other; either he’d be a pawn of the gods, to be killed by Athena, or he’d succeed in taking the throne of Athens, only for him and his descendants to suffer an eternal curse.

But the outcome for Theseus was still unfolding.

His life was not long, but he would make these arrogant deities pay the price—

"—Boom!"

Suddenly, a change occurred.

Among the deities, Aphrodite stepped forward, and everyone, Theseus included, thought that she could not tolerate this human’s impudent words and was preparing to teach him a lesson.

Hera watched from the sidelines, not intending to intervene. On one hand, she doubted the human had the strength for even one more strike, and thought it would be good for Aphrodite to lose some face; on the other, even if the human died, there was still his soul.

She wanted to subject him to eternal punishment like that of Sisyphus and Tantalus.

But at that moment, unexpectedly, with a single step, the Goddess of Beauty’s body trembled, then burst forth with unimaginable strength.

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That was Divine Power, as well as the consciousness carried by a Divine Descending incarnation, which, although it existed, had never been used by any deity.

Its only use was to be continuously diluted into power that could be used in the Mortal Realm, extending the lifespan of the Divine Descending incarnation. But at that moment, the Goddess of Beauty utilized it.

Almost instinctively, the incarnations of the gods retreated, none willing to face the threat of Divine Power directly in the Mortal Realm.

"No—"

"Damn it—you dare!"

A fierce shout rang out, the voice of Aphrodite sharp and angry.

But in front of all the gods, a ray of divine light streaked through unexpectedly.

Theseus, who had been surrounded at the center, seemed to seize the opportunity, flashing past the side of the Goddess of Beauty.

"—Forget her, kill that mortal!"

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Her expression changing, Hera’s figure immediately surged forward.

She did not know what Aphrodite was up to, but Theseus must die.

’He was hit by that strike, he is bound to die without doubt, but I can’t let him return to Athens to die.’

’Today, here—he won’t escape!’