A great sigh echoed between heaven and earth, yet the light that was poised to destroy this divine realm along with the gods themselves began to fade and disappear. The fundamental rules of the world changed with this sigh.
Whether it was the Saint, Seiya, burning with his Cosmo, or the still-shaken Olympian gods, all held their breath at this moment. With unparalleled reverence and a fear that pierced their very bones, they gazed up at the colossal figure that stood between heaven and earth, casting its shadow over all creation, a figure forged from cosmic shadow and thunder—Zeus, the God of the End.
"Zeus, you've finally returned to your form as the God of the End," Stella murmured softly.
"The God of the End… a special power that can only be wielded by the contemporary God King of each pantheon. It possesses divine power far beyond normal standards, and moreover, holds the authority to destroy the world. Its very appearance proclaims… that everything in the current world has already reached its end," Athena's voice was tinged with an indescribable sorrow.
The God's Domain is a miniature garden world for the gods, where the rules are set by them. As an outsider, the Godslayer is, in this place… the Heretical Beast. As the God King, the ruler of all gods, he possesses an absolute status transcending the gods. The fate of birds, fish, insects, and beasts of the land, even the very breath of the world, is determined by his single thought.
When He is joyous, all of creation rejoices with Him; when He is wrathful, the world is reduced to ashes in His fury.
"Gods who choose to collude with humans are even more contemptible than humans themselves. To raise arms against your own brothers and sisters for the sake of mere mortals, Athena—!" A deep voice declared from within the golden helmet.
He opened his mouth, his suddenly elongated face exposed from beneath the golden helmet. His set of perfectly white teeth appeared savage and vicious at this moment. The entire world was filled with Zeus's roar. Around him, pure divine power surged like a boiling ocean. The laws of physics were violently rewritten, reshaped—
"O thou who calls the storm… A thousand dragons, a thousand serpents, I command you all to become a sword here!"
His left hand shot up, and an existence that was formless and intangible, yet contained the power to sunder heaven and earth, suddenly extended outward.
In an instant, a violent gale materialized from thin air, madly devouring the surrounding space. Even the light that shone upon it was forcibly twisted and consumed, forming a region of pure, profound darkness! This was not a material blackness, but the realm of void that appears after space has been utterly shattered and its rules have been compressed to their extreme!
—The Ritual of World Creation, the Instrument of Beginning and End.
It has no name, no specific form. It could be called a club, a staff, a spear, or even a sword. For its power is enough to recreate earth, fire, wind, and water; it is the symbol of the old world before its destruction.
"Oh, Hades, manifest your great authority! Come, and with this, annihilate all creation!"
With Zeus's declaration, the manifested black blade was fully unleashed! Its destructive power was like a bursting flood. Wherever it passed, whether it was the towering remains of gods, the drifting clouds, or space itself, all were silently disintegrated and broken down into the most primitive, fundamental elemental particles.
It seemed to devour everything around it, using the entire world as its canvas, forcibly carving out a constantly spreading,jet-black crack that emanated an aura of finality and could not be healed.
If the blackness before them was the darkness of all things perishing, then the meteor that opposed it was of a completely opposite color.
At this moment, neither the people on the ground nor the gods present would ever forget the sound that came next. Even if they were resurrected from myth, even across thousands of generations, children would imitate and shout those five words.
"PE—GA—SUS—CO—MET—FIST—!"
Light and dark, black and white, destruction and hope collided. The weaker gods could not even stand against the shockwaves. And so, with even greater terror, they watched the figure at the center of the battlefield.
An indescribably terrifying shockwave swept in all directions. The clear chime, like the striking of a zither, was but an insignificant prelude. What followed was an energy storm powerful enough to tear apart divine bodies and annihilate souls!
Many of the weaker gods could not even remain standing and were violently thrown aside by the shockwave. They stared in horror at the center of the storm of destruction, as if witnessing the end and rebirth of the universe.
But what truly made Him find it unbelievable was that figure. It was the blade that annihilates all creation, yet the figure known as a Saint was treading upon His own Instrument of Beginning and End, his golden sword pointed straight at its core. As he charged upward, this weapon that should have destroyed the world was now disintegrating before Zeus's very eyes.
A massive barrage of golden meteors came roaring like a landslide. They were non-elemental fists, specialized for the sole purpose of crushing and pulverizing an opponent. It was precisely because of this simplicity that they became an overwhelmingly惨絶倫 violence that no technique could counter.
With Zeus's divine sight, he could even clearly see the fierce smile appearing on the youth's lips, like that of a majestic lion! It wasn't until that figure, wrapped in the power to shatter stars, closed in at a speed beyond divine thought that Zeus's senses, enhanced by the power of the End, belatedly sounded a frantic alarm! And then—
—an even more terrifying upheaval erupted!
The Pegasus Comet Fist, powerful enough to shatter stars, did not strike Zeus's head as intended. A massive shield, radiating an ancient divine might, instantly deployed like the Wall of Sighs, blocking the path of the fatal blow!
"By Amalthea who nurtured Him, protect Zeus's safety once more!" Zeus chanted the true words, pushing the power of the shield protecting him to its absolute limit.
This shield was made from the she-goat Amalthea who had nurtured Zeus. It was later inlaid with the head of Medusa, and it is the most famous shield in all of Greek mythology, bar none.
The Shield of Zeus, the Aegis Shield, the Shield of Athena—all are its names.
On the shield's surface, ancient divine power flowed, displaying the vast, boundless earth and the immense, endless sky. Then, light and shadow shifted in the celestial expanse, and the benevolent figure of the nurturing god Amalthea, the hideous snake-haired head of Medusa, the roar of the Manticore, the majestic form of the Nemean Lion… appeared one by one! Its very existence is a grand, never-ending epic of myth, constantly singing of life and death, heroes and legends!
—Pegasus Comet Fist VS The Aegis Shield.
The force of the fist, enough to shatter stars, slammed heavily into mythology's strongest defense. A blinding light consumed everything. When the light subsided slightly, a horrifying scene was revealed: the Aegis Shield, famed for its absolute defense, was covered in a web of shocking, eye-catching cracks!
And Zeus of the End, guarded on the other side, was being pushed continuously backward by an unimaginably immense force transmitted through the shield! Even as the strongest God of the End, Zeus still felt that the warrior before him, clad in magnificent Pegasus God Cloth, was an even more terrifying existence!
"I hereby declare that all living things are equal. Be they sinner or saint, commoner or hero, innocent child or their mother, all shall be treated as fodder for hell. Open, Gates of the Underworld!" At this moment, Hades decisively activated his divine words, opening a gate leading to the Underworld behind Zeus.
A change of battlefield? Seiya did not hesitate for a moment. Locked in combat, the two fell into the pitch-black Gates of the Underworld.
The deities fighting Athena also disappeared one after another, and soon only Stella, the goddess of love, remained, eating ice cream. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her expression changed dramatically.
"Wait, Zeus wants to use the God's Domain to suppress Pegasus's power!" Athena suddenly realized the most crucial point.
It was completely different from the real world, where Heretic Gods who defy myth descend upon the earth. The God's Domain is a miniature garden world of the gods, and as an outsider, the Godslayer is the Heretical Beast.
"Zeus is trying to lure Seiya to Tartarus. I'm afraid he's already made thorough preparations!" Athena grabbed Stella's sleeve. "Quick, activate your Wheel of Friendship, we have to go help him!"
"What's the rush? If he gets suppressed, he gets suppressed," Stella said slowly, eating her ice cream.
"What do you mean, 'if he gets suppressed, he gets suppressed'? I am Pegasus's goddess, and you are Pegasus's subordinate. I command you in my capacity as his mistress—!"
"You're so anxious because you still don't understand that man, Athena." Stella finally put down her ice cream, her face bearing a cold, emotionless smile. "If Zeus truly believes he can suppress Seiya with just this, he is gravely mistaken. What he's truly relying on… is the cosmic power from another world."
Seiya and Zeus crashed through the Underworld. The earth rumbled and cracked under the force of their descent, and scorching lava erupted from below like furious blood. However, their fall did not slow in the slightest. Instead, amidst their mutual slaughter, struggles, curses, and the violent clashes of divine power, they continued to spiral down toward the deeper, darker core of hell.
They passed through bronze walls, crossed rivers of fire, and pierced through triple layers of darkness. In their mutual slaughter and struggles, Zeus's Aegis Shield was on the verge of shattering—
"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"
—BOOM!!!
The Aegis Shield shattered into pieces. Its fragments transformed into the nymph Amalthea, the gorgon Medusa, the divine beast Manticore, and the Nemean Lion, scattering in all directions.
But Seiya and Zeus, locked in their struggle, crashed together into the boundless darkness, falling to a place deeper and more terrifying than the Underworld—
—Tartarus!
Tartarus is a synonym for hell; it is the very essence of the infernal underworld.
In the creation of Greek mythology, this place was born directly from Chaos. Tartarus appeared after the birth of Gaia and is the final resting place for the souls of the dead, connected to the world of the living by the River Styx.
Many often confuse Tartarus with the Underworld. In truth, the Underworld is the destination for mortals and the ghosts of the dead, ruled by Hades; Tartarus, on the other hand, is a prison for monsters, demons, and some gods, and it is the most terrifying place in all of Greek mythology.
Shhh... rustle...
With a chilling, grating sound, pairs of huge, ancient eyes filled with malice and curiosity lit up at the bottom of this crimson, sulfur-scented abyss, like countless will-o'-the-wisps igniting in the night.
"Buzzz… if it isn't little Zeus," a hoarse, ancient voice, thick with mockery, was the first to break the silence. "What a rare and pathetic sight."
"Hmm? That form of yours… is that the 'God of the End'?" From another massive shadow, the figure of a giant with a hundred arms slowly emerged, its voice like grinding stones. "Hmph, it seems the world is due for another reshaping?"
"Even in that state, you're being beaten down by a mere mortal?" Another malicious voice rang out, filled with undisguised scorn. "Could he be the new God King you've chosen to succeed you? So you're finally getting what you deserve, hahahaha!"
They were the Titans and the second generation of gods from Greek mythology who had once been defeated by Zeus. Facing this junior, they naturally offered nothing but utter ridicule. In the past, Zeus would have certainly retaliated for every slight, but now, facing an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, his only goal was to defeat his opponent by any means necessary—
"I admit you are strong, Pegasus!" Zeus's voice echoed in the abyss, carrying a coldness that suggested he had seized the initiative. "But you should not have pursued me here! This place will be your tomb!"
Seiya offered no reply. His answer to Zeus was the light that suddenly flared in his palm, more brilliant than the sun! Within that light was contained the will to shatter stars!
"PE—GA—SUS—ME—TE—OR—FIST—!!!"
Here, at the bottom of the eternally silent abyss, Seiya held nothing back! The fully unleashed Pegasus Meteor Fist instantly illuminated Tartarus, which had not seen light in eons, as brightly as day.
The violent pressure of the fists, containing the will to shatter stars, even made the ancient Titans watching from the sidelines let out pained groans and sounds of astonishment! It was in this ultimate light that Seiya suddenly realized his entire body had been bound at some unknown point by countless chains—formless and intangible, yet radiating a cold, restraining power.
"These useless toys have less binding power than you kneeling and begging for mercy," Seiya spoke.
These chains had the effect of suppressing power, but for Seiya, this level of suppression was far from enough.
"Then what if you add me to the mix, Pegasus!"
The familiar sound of hooves echoed from above. A scorching light illuminated the gloom of the abyss. The chariot that pulls the sun, driven by the sun god Helios, now charged toward Seiya. As Helios's solar corona destroyed him, the figure of Apollo emerged from the chariot.
The moon goddess Selene and the dawn goddess Eos, the hunting goddess Artemis and the goddess of the sacred fire Hestia…
Hades, Poseidon, Queen Hera, and the goddess of agriculture, Demeter.
At Zeus's call, the Olympian gods also manifested in this abyss. But standing above them all were three old crones.
—Atropos, Clotho, Lachesis.
These three sisters were called the Moirai, the three goddesses of fate. They also presided over time—past, present, and future.
Only their appearance brought a true sense of crisis to Seiya.
"This is the Sigil of the Beast, which has appeared several times in the past," the three goddesses of fate declared.
Words are light, and light is power! Their words transformed into the intangible power of law, like billions of the toughest threads, instantly coiling around Seiya's limbs and body. With the declaration of their divine words, they began to restrain and even seal Seiya's Authority.
"This is the Sigil of the Beast that bares its fangs at the gods. We three sisters weave and cut the threads of fate day after day, creating a vast tapestry, and today, the mark of that beast has clearly appeared. If left unchecked, it will surely bring calamity to the divine world in the future…"
Whispered Atropos, who presides over the past, holding the shears to cut the thread of life.
Mused Clotho, who presides over the present, holding the spindle to spin the thread of life.
Murmured Lachesis, who presides over the future, holding the measuring rod to measure the thread of life.
"This beast shall be born from among humanity."
"Humans are damnable and foolish. Yet among them, on the rarest of occasions… there are those blessed by miracles and good fortune, who by devouring the flesh of a god and by cunning… become a beast."
"By devouring the flesh and blood of a god, the beast shall transcend humanity and become an existence close to a god… and that is you, the apostate, the Godslaying Pegasus!"
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