The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 491 - 28 Thank You for Abandoning Me (4.7k)
Chapter 491: Chapter 28 Thank You for Abandoning Me (4.7k)
Actually, based on Commander Hippomenes’ defection during the Beast Disaster and a series of previous mysteries, Luo En had begun to suspect the King of Arcadia.
With the Royal City succumbing in the blink of an eye, the answer was on the verge of revealing itself.
—The King of Arcadia, even if not the mastermind, was undeniably complicit in this catastrophe!
Although Luo En could decide the King of Arcadia’s fate on his own, after all, he was Atalanta’s biological father.
To consider his student’s feelings and to avoid any estrangement between them, Luo En chose to bring her along to personally inform her of the truth she deserved to know.
And then, there was no need for the farce of a father-daughter confrontation to unfold; it was better to leave that task to her teacher.
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Just as Luo En made up his mind, preparing to confront the aberrant King of Arcadia, his shoulder was heavily clutched by a hand, and a deep voice rose in his ear.
“Teacher, let me do it!”
“He is your father…”
“I know.”
Atalanta nodded, took a deep breath, and looked indifferently toward the twisted, swollen figure on the dais.
“So what? As a father, he gave me life but did not raise me; as a monarch, he ruled the people but did not love them… In any role I face him, I owe him nothing!”
“So…”
“I will end him with my own hands!”
Atalanta stepped forward, bow of the heavens in hand, lost in solemn thought.
“Since this disaster began with him, let it end with him as well. To resolve the Beast Disaster and to send him off respectfully on his last journey, that’s the only thing I, as a daughter and an Arcadian, can do for him at this moment.”
At Luo En’s hesitation,
“Are you sure?”
“Don’t worry, I am the one taught by you and Lady Artemis, and I’m not that fragile.”
Atalanta patted her chest, revealing a radiant smile, seemingly unaffected by the revelation of her identity.
Watching his student’s determined gaze, the heart that Luo En had been carrying all the way finally settled, and he felt an old sense of relief.
If one were to seek a moral theme in the Age of Greek Gods, the “Oedipus complex” would certainly have its place.
Gods parted from Chaos and nurtured the rebirth of the world; Kronos overthrew Uranus to establish the order of the Titans, and Zeus overthrew Kronos, bringing glory to Olympus…
In the world of Western mortals, “patricide” is also a cultural rite of passage. Through “patricide,” an individual moves towards independence, achieving self-transformation. Of course, this “patricide” does not only mean physically killing one’s father but also symbolizes rebellion against authority and order.
Luo En had assumed that Atalanta would be troubled by her identity at this critical moment and feel lost, which is why he wanted to personally do the deed, to cut the chains off his student.
Little did he expect, he had underestimated his student.
This girl had grown up.
The King of Arcadia may not have gotten the heroic son he wished for, but he had a daughter who surpassed many male heroes.
Luo En sighed with emotion and left parting advice before leaving.
“Then be careful on your own, and if something’s not right, don’t force it, and don’t forget that I’m here.”
Atalanta nodded lightly, watching her teacher cross the great hall and head towards another battlefield.
At that moment, perhaps due to the obsession in his heart or the whispers in his ear, the aberrant King of Arcadia lifted his muscled, knotted head, his murky eyes gazing upon Atalanta in the arena, mumbling.
“Daughter? You are that abomination? You’re still alive?”
“Surprised? So am I…”
Atalanta sneered, shaking her head, then earnestly addressed the so-called “father” below.
“Thank you for giving me life, but what I’m more grateful for—is that you abandoned me.”
“?”
“He has been good to me, and, compared to you, he’s more deserving of being my ‘father’ and more worthy of my allegiance.”
Atalanta looked up at the figure rushing towards another battle at the end of the palace, drawing the bow of the heavens, the cold arrow aimed at the tyrant below, lost in solemn thought.
“Come on! Don’t keep me too long, because I don’t want him to fight alone up ahead.”
“Roar!”
The King of Arcadia, gradually losing his human form, furiously rose and lunged at his daughter, who brought him shame and resentment.
The battle between father and daughter, king and citizen, thus erupted!
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At this moment, in front of the Astrological Observatory,
Blood red rain began to fall from the sky, the molten-like red-black Divine Liquid drenching the Royal City, constantly branching out into mycelium-like red-black lines, and visibly eroding and transforming this land’s essence into the Netherworld.
Countless surging breaths of death and forcefully extracted spirits’ lights coalesced into a hundred-headed dragon in the sky, roaring incessantly.
Above the flickering light of the astrological pattern, Hermes Cultists and Cult of Erebus worshippers saw this scene, their faces lit with obsessed and fanatical smiles, their gazes growing dull and reverent as if beholding the monarch they served.
How pitch-black! How magnificent! How invincible!
“Gods, arise!”
As the worshipers’ minds wavered, they raised their arms, chanting and cheering in unison like marionettes, offering up all they had to the lord of the Abyss.
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Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dozens of bodies crumbled and burst, turning into mists of blood, flowing back into the sky, staining the brilliant starlight scarlet.
In the center of the Astrological Observatory, the figure bathed in blood and sacrifice raised its hands into the void, pulling the starlight and the life spirits from the heavens into its body, throwing back its head in a hearty and exhilarating laugh.
