novelraw Chapter 814 - 433: Demon Path Saint, The Path of Merit to Sainthood!
Chapter 814 - 433: Demon Path Saint, The Path of Merit to Sainthood!
On Olympus Peak, the assembled gods at the victory feast dropped their golden goblets, and the fine wine turned into cold sweat of terror.
The alarm bell rang from the deepest part of the Netherworld, a sound so shrill and desperate that even Hades, the Lord of Death, felt his Divine Soul shuddering.
"Boom——!!!"
At the center of the Mediterranean, the water surface was torn by an irresistible force, and a "volcano of flesh and blood" a thousand times larger than Mount Etna burst from the seabed.
Following that, a being truly deserving of the name "Demon Ancestor" slowly rose from within that "volcano."
Its upper body was a twisted humanoid, with muscles knotted and skin branded with Abyssal runes, towering into the clouds as if to pierce the sky. Its arms stretched, one reaching to the land of the eastern sunrise, the other to the western sunset cliff, with countless poisonous snakes writhing and hissing on them.
On its shoulders, instead of a head, there grew a hundred ferocious and terrifying heads of dragons!
Some dragon heads spewed Abyssal flames that could melt Divine Gold; some roared Nine Netherworld cold winds that could freeze souls; some emitted demonic sounds that led to corruption... A hundred dragon heads, a hundred powers of Destruction!
Its lower body was formed by two enormously thick serpentine tails, entangled by billions of venomous pythons; every movement caused sky-high waves and violent earthquakes.
When it fully stood up, the entire world was shrouded in its immense shadow.
It was Typhon.
The "trial" and "lesson" specially crafted by the Taiwei Gods for the Ancestor Dragon.
"Roar——!!!"
A hundred dragon heads simultaneously roared with a sound that shook the Universe. The sound was no longer a mere physical attack but a "proclamation" on the level of Law.
"Order... must perish!"
"Light... must fall!"
"Olympus... shall collapse!"
Its very appearance was a negation and declaration of war on the existing world Order.
"To battle!"
The face of the Ancestor Dragon was ashen; he could sense that this monster's Strength was more terrifying than any he had seen before, even more pure and powerful than the shell of the [God of Chaos]!
He wielded Thunder, leading all the Olympus Divines down from the Divine Mountain.
Yet, the ensuing battle turned into a total nightmare.
War God Ares' spear couldn't even pierce Typhon's outermost scale before being melted by the corrosive poison spewed by the dragon heads.
Sun God Apollo's arrow of light struck Typhon like a drop of water falling into the sea, without creating a single ripple.
Fire God Hephaestus's proud volcanic lava, in the face of Typhon's Abyssal flames, was but a gentle candle flame.
Even the Ancestor Dragon himself, wielding Thunder strengthened by Pangu's Dao Rhythms, could only make Typhon pause briefly, then suffer even more violent counterattacks.
Typhon's hundred dragon heads were a hundred Demon Gods proficient in different Laws.
They coordinated with each other flawlessly, sometimes setting the sky ablaze, sometimes freezing the ground, sometimes filling the air with demonic sound, other times engulfing it with venom...
The Olympus Gods fought fiercely.
But soon they were defeated, retreating step by step.
Some Divines were swallowed by dragon heads, their Divine Status shattered on the spot.
Some were bewildered by the demonic sound, losing their minds, turning against each other.
More Divines suffered heavy wounds in the aftershocks of the catastrophic attacks, their Divine Power exhausted.
Ultimately, Typhon advanced with strides that could cross mountain ranges, methodically and unstoppably, towards Mount Olympus.
"Boom!"
It stretched out its massive hand and grabbed the base of Mount Olympus.
"Rise!"
With an earth-shattering roar, this sacred mountain symbolizing the God King's rule and the Universe's Order was uprooted completely!
Mountains cracked, temples collapsed, countless ancient Spirit Veins and Arrays shattered in an instant.
Mount Olympus fell!
"Retreat! Quickly retreat!"
The Ancestor Dragon's eyes were filled with rage; he knew this battle could no longer be fought.
Continuing would lead to the total annihilation of the entire Olympus divine system.
He issued the most humiliating order of his life.
"Retreat towards Egypt! Quickly!"
The remaining Olympus Gods were overjoyed as if granted amnesty.
Their instinct to survive overcame the dignity of the Divines.
God King Zeus transformed into a ram, fleeing in panic.
Heavenly Empress Hera turned into a white cow, utterly disheveled.
Sun God Apollo became a raven, frantically circling in the sky.
Moon God Artemis became a cat, darting into the dense forest.
...
The gods retreated to Egypt.
What was merely a few words in the original myth has become, at this moment, an incredibly real and humiliating scene.
Typhon stood atop the ruins of the fallen Mount Olympus, a hundred dragon heads howling to the sky, declaring his victory and the arrival of a new, dark era.
A few great figures viewing the water mirror showed a gratifying and "kindly" smile at the sight of the fleeing gods and the almost apoplectic Ancestor Dragon.
"Yes, knowing shame leads to courage, understanding strategic retreat is a fundamental quality of achieving great things."
"Good."
"This child can be taught."
Primordial True Realm.
Here lay a scene entirely different.
Under the diligent governance of Heavenly Emperor Di Jun and the Heavenly Court gods, the entire Primordial World entered an unprecedented, long-lasting, and splendid era of peace. The Ten Thousand Races fused, Order was orderly, the Great Dao manifested, and Spiritual Energy was abundant. Everything seemed to develop harmoniously towards the most perfect direction.