Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality Chapter 583

Chapter 583: Chapter 178 Conflict_2

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Although under the pain in the arm, the smile didn't look very pleasant.

“You probably aren't the one specifically sent to capture us, otherwise you wouldn't give me a chance to speak. The Church of Knowledge has a way to extract secrets from my memory; that's their unique skill… You see, I am a servant of the gods, I mean, unless we've had some conflict before?”

“If so, I can apologize to you, and also compensate… If you simply came for wealth, we can give you what you want, we can even cooperate–”

“Cooperate, with whom?”

Interrupting Lady Samer, Laine calmly asked.

“Of course, with our Resurrection Sect, we are a sect protected by true gods, not those totem spirits.”

Quick to respond, but Lady Samer couldn't help but secretly curse in her heart.

Since they had come to her doorstep, why ask such questions… but the next moment, her forced smile was no longer sustainable.

“Oh, really, the Resurrection Sect.” Standing across from her, Laine smiled and nodded, “That's really interesting.”

“I thought the partner you mentioned was the Argos Kingdom, believers of the Heavenly Empress.”

Argos, just like Athens to Athena, was the mortal sanctuary of the Heavenly Empress. It was said that there were giants with a hundred eyes living there, which was also why Laine found the whole situation interesting.

Olympus's Heavenly Empress donned the alias 'Mother of Resurrection,' and her subordinate church turned into a cult within Athens's sphere of influence.

Their target wasn't even anyone else, it was precisely the Church of Knowledge devoted to Athena.

Comparatively, the so-called ability of the 'Mother of Resurrection' to restore youth and enable offspring reproduction seemed quite normal. The latter naturally stemmed from the reproductive authority of Heavenly Empress Hera, and the former wasn't too odd either. After all, in mythology, Hera would bathe in the Springs of Canathus every spring. These springs could wash away agitation, fatigue, and old age, even restore one to maidenhood, rejuvenating youth…

“Tell me, what you have come to do, or rather, what you have already done.”

Facing Lady Samer's fearful gaze, Laine's expression did not change.

Unlike the two farmers from before, the church members were difficult to directly read memories from, because of their devotion to the deities, unless inside another deity's temple.

So if possible, Laine hoped the other party would voluntarily confess something.

“Who are you? Even in the Church of Knowledge, only those above a high-ranking priest know of our identity!”

Answering a different question, Lady Samer regained her composure.

She stared at the middle-aged man in front of her, seemingly indifferent to her own life and death at the moment.

“…So we're mutually known adversaries, I see. Since I can discern the tendency of holy power traces, it's impossible for Athena not to see…”

Calm and collected, Laine could clearly see Lady Samer's pupils dilating suddenly.

Obviously, Laine addressing Athena by name greatly terrified her.

Even as adversaries, these believers would show deference to the opposing deity, after all, strictly speaking, they were all part of the Olympus divine system.

“Devout followers are troublesome, it seems a visit to your stronghold is necessary… Don't look at me like that, you will 'guide' me.”

Not intending to solve the doubts of a dying person, Laine simply ended the life of this beautiful believer, then condensed her soul into a crystal.

Subsequently, in this prayer room, Laine used Lady Samer's corpse as a medium for a simple divination once again.

However, unlike before, this time the divination seemed to be interfered with, pointing only to a general direction. Laine silently noted it down, then picked up the statue in the center of the prayer room and turned to leave the basement.

'By tomorrow, people here should notice their master's disappearance, but they likely won't discover this place immediately, as it's well hidden from a normal perspective.'

'It's getting more and more interesting, Hera's followers causing a stir on Athena's turf, and Athena's high-ranking godhood practitioner seems aware of it. Yet Athens and Argos have ongoing trade relations, showing no signs of conflict… indeed, war is inevitable, it's merely a result of accumulated contradictions under a guise of interest, but that doesn't mean there wasn't conflict before war broke out, it's just hidden beneath the surface.'

'What is unseen isn't nonexistent. It was so in the past, is so now, and will be so in the future.'

Exiting the room, Laine oriented himself. The divination pointed to the northern district, which indeed was more suitable for an organization operating in secrecy to develop its influence.

Just not sure what is there, or more precisely, if it was merely an open and covert struggle between two divine sects, then why were the Saint Knights involved?

“No matter the reason, I am now a member of the Resurrection Sect, one of Lady Samer's recruits.”

Rubbing his face and changing to yet another appearance, Laine glanced at the statue in his hand.

“A cult, huh, what's a cult without an evil god.”

“It's obvious Hera wouldn't develop a cult, 'Mother of Resurrection' sounds unpleasant, I think 'Great Mother of Propagation' sounds good.”

With a strange gleam in his eyes, Laine's figure faded into the shadows once more. The night was still long.

Olympus, Golden Palace.

A thousand years had passed, the traces of previous battles were no longer visible. The former ruins have long disappeared, leaving only the grand cluster of buildings.

Modeled after the relics in Asgard, God-King Zeus built another 'Golden Palace' on this towering Mount of the Gods.

The architecture, incorporating artistic styles from two divine systems, was indeed solemnly majestic, often attracting many deities to temporarily reside there.

However, at this moment, inside the empress's chamber, Hera's expression was less than pleasant.

“Hebe, my daughter… tell me, what has that King of Athens done again?”

With a bit of a gritted teeth tone, Hera looked at her daughter, the Goddess of Youth, Hebe, the cupbearer of the gods.

Currently, Zeus's favorite boy had not yet been born, naturally leaving her position unchallenged. This Youth Goddess, born after the God of Decay of the Underworld, still held a golden cup, serving nectar to all gods. Of course, she occasionally doubled as her Mother Goddess's maid.

Yes, as a newly god with weak divine power, her status was almost at the bottom among the deities. In the original trajectory, she would be given in marriage to Zeus's famous mortal son, which would be her rare moment of glory as a deity.

“…It goes like this, Mother Goddess. Half a month ago, the King of Athens went to the sea and defeated the form of the Sea God Nereus's divine descending, then led his army to clear the route to the south. His reason was the disappearance of…”

“Enough!”

Interrupting, Hera took a deep breath, her chest heaving intensely.

She couldn't care less about the reason, she just knew that this human she disliked had accomplished something big again, and she could do nothing about it.

“If it were a thousand, no, two thousand years ago, I would have already hung his corpse on Mount Olympus, making his soul suffer like Tantalus!”

“…Mother Goddess, Tantalus deceived all gods, even making the Goddess of Agriculture consume the flesh and blood of the offspring of the God-King, but Athens is the Wisdom Goddess's…”

“Whose daughter are you?!”

With an angry shout, looking at the quieted Hebe, Hera knew what she said was right.

Even without considering the current restrictions on the gods in the mortal realm, she couldn't openly kill the King of Athens, as it's Athena's domain. And although she didn't want to admit it, she simply couldn't defeat Athena.

Of course, she couldn't defeat the King of Athens either now–she hadn't tried herself, but had others try more than once.

“Hoo… At least there's still one piece of good news.”

Casting a glance at her useless daughter and thinking of that useless son, Hera realized she had to rely on herself.

Furthermore, the accusations of that King of Athens were actually quite accurate.

Chapter end

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