Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 951: Chapter 393: Traits and the Five Colors Chapter 951: Chapter 393: Traits and the Five Colors “It is but an avatar, naturally no match for me.”

“This is earth, not the Abyss.”

“However, Lord Erebus, this is the second time… even if Chaos is inherently opposed to Order, that is no reason for negligence on my part.”

“Previously, I planned to wait a little longer, to let my extraordinary progeny take the trip for me, but alas, the tree wishes for stillness while the wind continues blowing. Without my doing anything, the creature from Tartarus targeted my brother first.”

“It assaulted Poseidon, taking him away from this world. And if we wait any longer, the thing that we had agreed upon will likely not proceed smoothly.”

Zeus spoke in a grave tone, although he was unaware of the Lord of Darkness’s own designs on exploring the Abyss, he wasn’t afraid that the other party would refuse.

The Dark Elves are indeed his creation, but their true lineage actually stems from the Life Vase and the Golden Apple Tree, which is also why Zeus summoned Moanda before leaving Mount Olympus.

Just as the fourth generation of humans belong to the Olympian Pantheon, they would not outright refuse the commands of other deities to use mortals.

In theory, if it’s just about having the elves do something, Zeus wouldn’t need to discuss it personally with Erebus.

He sought him out personally because the Divine King still harbored doubts about these elves.

After all, if one were to rank the shadows in Zeus’s divine life, Cronus’s sudden surge in power during the changing of eras would rank first, with the King of All Monsters, Typhon, ranking second.

By comparison, even the sight of the Lord of the Spirit Realm crushing the God of Sun to dust and ashes is far from comparable.

Yet it wasn’t until with the help of the Fruit of One Day and inheriting the majority of Typhon’s strength after his death that Zeus suddenly realized there existed a more dreadful presence behind the King of All Monsters, one that he had come into contact with even earlier.

Luckily, no matter how powerful the Mother Tree’s influence, it cannot corrupt both fate and the power of the Divine King.

For now, the greatest impact it has on Zeus is making the Divine King pay extra attention to those evil creatures scattered across the Mortal Realm.

Without his insistence, most gods would probably be too indifferent to cleanse these beings existing outside humanity’s world, letting them fight to their death until inadvertently brewing a great disaster.

“…Lord Erebus, these Dark Elves are indeed an excellent race, shining even brighter against humanity’s prior jewels.”

“But this act of hunting evil creatures to sacrifice to the Golden Apple Tree… is there truly no problem with it?”

After a roundabout discussion, Zeus finally asked the question he truly wanted to know.

If it weren’t for the assistance of the Fruit of One Day, he might not even dare to wield the power of evil creatures.

Compared to himself, who only came into contact with Typhon, the Lord of Darkness is the one who’s truly dealt with the root of evil power.

Perhaps he possesses some unique method to neutralize the corruption brought by the Mother Tree.

“Hehe… I know what you’re trying to say. There will be no problems, but Zeus, don’t overthink it.”

“That the Golden Apple Tree can achieve something doesn’t mean anyone else can. Like you… you definitely can’t do it.”

“The Golden Apple Tree’s original form, after all, comes from the Seed of All Things in the Life Vase. If it wasn’t for Gaia’s restrictions at the creation of the world, the tree itself has the potential to achieve Great Divine Power.”

“In this world, both the Blood Mother Tree and the Life Vase represent the utmost in the Life domain, although they are different in the aspects they embody and their completeness…”

“That the Golden Apple Tree can purify the power of evil creatures and absorb the most quintessential Life to support its own growth, is only natural.”

“As long as the absorbed part is ‘far’ enough from the source, there won’t be any problems.”

From the shadows, Erebus’s visage appeared indistinct. With a light smile, he looked towards where Zeus was standing.

“After all, even with numerous evil creatures, their ability to corrupt life pales in comparison to an Ancient Evil Being that has completed its transformation.”

“And even if you were to gather all those Ancient Evil Beings, comparable to True Gods, how could they compare to the essence of the power granted to Typhon?”

“Zeus… rather than worrying about the elves, you might as well worry about yourself.”

“Although I do not know how you managed to cover Typhon’s legacy with the net of fate, the method used by the Golden Apple Tree is clearly impossible for you.”

Typhon… the voice was calm, and to Erebus, who was more concerned about the King of All Monsters than Zeus.

Because all this that he told Zeus, was actually his own bitter experience.

His Divine Body was once corrupted, and the Lord of Darkness was forced to split it and then merge it with the dragon egg, using the Life Vase to slowly erode its power.

His original intention was to use the Life of Chaos to dissolve the Alien Realm’s Life, transforming this power into nourishment to sustain the dragon egg’s own vitality.

If he could succeed, then the dragon egg, which combines the Life strength of two worlds with the Divine Body of a Primordial God, would become more fearsome than the Hekatonkheires, serving as his most reliable enforcer. Even relying on unique power, despite being still somewhat flawed, it would be sufficient to intervene in the confrontation of Great Divine Powers.

But in the end, Erebus was not successful. He thought he had expelled the contamination from the dragon egg, but in reality, the Mother Tree had chosen to let go.