Chapter 671 Success

The speed of light indeed held no meaning for Li Mochen now; he could at any moment plunge the vast region around him into a state of time stasis. When time itself froze, light could no longer flow.

At the same time, Li Mochen was neutralizing the immense threat Ahura posed to his subordinate gods. He forcibly stuffed temporal strata intercepted from the outer void into the void that Ahura had opened.

Though the power the Lord of Radiance wielded was formidable, the gods of destiny always found ways to resist. Only Ahura, with his truth 'Embrace,' possessed a capability akin to 'Sleeve Universe'—once he absorbed any being, he could contain it, and few in the pantheon of destiny could withstand it.

Li Mochen's countermeasure was to stuff Ahura full, leaving him with nothing left to contain or absorb! He directly severed vast cross-sections from the boundless void, filling Ahura's opened void with temporal faults spanning billions of miles, thwarting his attempt to forcibly contain Prometheus and Fenrir.

This caused Ahura's expression to turn exceedingly cold, his gaze fixed on Li Mochen with unprecedented killing intent.

—That was the truth 'Time Sequence'! The previous Lord of Fate had never displayed such formidable temporal authority!

How much time had passed since his battle with Odin and Zeus? This Lord of Fate had actually advanced further along the supreme law of time sequence, fully pushing open the door to truth!

Li Mochen, meanwhile, was darting across the battlefield under the pursuit of the Lord of Radiance.

The 'Dutian Thunder Fire Star Core Sword Formation' made Li Mochen's figure elusive, his movement speed within the formation's range fully comparable to truth-level time sequence. When the two were combined, he became even more ghostly and unfathomable, beyond reach.

Equally terrifying were the millions of sword lights that, under Li Mochen's control, surged and crashed toward the Lord of Radiance. These 'Dutian Thunder Fire Star Core Sword Qi,' infused with the power of time sequence, possessed astonishing sword speed and cutting ability. Sometimes they teleported via stellar power, sometimes they shuttled through the river of time, then leaped out against the current, producing countless bizarre variations, sharp and extraordinary, annihilating all things.

—These sword lights even lacked the concept of 'speed.' When they appeared, they had already struck their target.

So much so that even the Lord of Radiance could not evade; he could only transform into a blazing sun to forcibly resist, using temperatures reaching billions of degrees and the continuous nuclear fusion within the sun to melt them away.

This Lord of Light, besides the truth-level 'Sun,' 'Flame,' 'Radiance,' and 'Truth,' also wielded immensely powerful divine authorities such as 'Creation,' 'Time Sequence,' 'Space,' and 'Oracle.'

But against Li Mochen, these authorities, which had not yet reached the 'pseudo-truth' level, were of no use.

However, this did not mean the Lord of Radiance had no way to deal with Li Mochen.

"I admit you have the right to say that. The speed of light indeed means nothing to you, but my light is omnipresent!"

The radiance from that blazing sun had already enveloped the entire battlefield, so that almost everywhere in this sea area—from the sky above to the deep sea below—there existed the light he emitted.

And the Lord of Radiance's 'Sun Spear' kept pace with Li Mochen's flickering figure. The blazing red spear shadows, searing with heat, began a frenzied assault on Li Mochen. The clash of power between the two stirred up immense qi currents, causing the sea to churn and seawater to evaporate.

Both the Lord of Radiance's power and combat skills had reached the pseudo-truth level, and his truth-level 'Truth' authority allowed any of his powers or divine authorities to be elevated by half a grade.

Li Mochen was no less; he not only possessed combat skills on par with the Lord of Radiance but could also borrow strength from his past and future selves. The 'Shenxiao Lingyun Zijing Pagoda' further enhanced his offensive and defensive power.

Each of their clashes erupted with annihilation capabilities akin to world-destruction. The many gods fighting nearby had to retreat far away, avoiding the core area of the two god-kings' battle. Below, the fleet had activated their magical energy arrays to maximum, even at the cost of wear and tear, engaging magnetic levitation devices to rise into the air—this allowed them to escape the violently churning sea surface and avoid the crashing giant waves.

Yet even after rising, most of these warships still swayed left and right, precarious, as if they might capsize at any moment.

The raging winds and shockwaves in the sky were equally lethal; the million-degree heat emitted by the Lord of Radiance and Ahura, along with the evaporated seawater, could easily claim the lives of the crew.

At this moment, Ahura had also transformed into a second blazing sun in the sky, displaying a vast divine might no less than the Lord of Radiance's.

Though slightly inferior in the 'Flame' authority and lacking the powerful amplification of the 'Truth' authority, this one's light was also omnipresent!

His mythical artifact, called the 'Sun Golden Ring,' was immensely powerful. It circled and struck within the sunlight, its blazing fire vast and mighty, each impact making Li Mochen feel his body burning, as if his internal organs might melt. His 'Thebes Sacred Shield,' under this unceasing assault, constantly emitted 'dong dong' sounds, raising fears that this pseudo-truth-level mythical artifact might be damaged or shattered.

Odin was also exerting his great power. He was indeed restrained by the World Serpent Jörmungandr, but every so often, Odin would seize an opportunity to hurl his replicated 'Gungnir Holy Spear,' inflicting significant damage on Li Mochen.

—Though the spear's most powerful 'Oath' force could not unfold at all before Li Mochen, Li Mochen was still powerless to deal with it, as the two Lords of Radiance had already consumed all his energy.

Moreover, this powerful Lord of War was exceedingly cunning; he did not aim his 'Gungnir Holy Spear' at Li Mochen but instead targeted the gods of destiny who were locked in battle with their opponents, forcing Li Mochen to confront it head-on.

The only one not joining the siege was Zeus, the god-king of Olympus.

This was because Lucifer, the Lord of Hell, had blocked Zeus's path. Standing before Zeus with a faint smile, Lucifer manipulated countless sharp air currents falling from Venus, shredding the thunder-fire spears that pierced toward him.

The area around Lucifer's foothold had turned into a dark region, enveloping Zeus as well.

"Great Lord of Thunder, I wonder if your thunder-fire can pierce my darkness?"

In response to Lucifer came a blinding flash of lightning. As the Lord of the Sky, Zeus possessed ultimate 'Space.' Mounting his chariot, he directly folded the distance between them, appearing before Lucifer, and his thunder-fire spear then completely dispelled the darkness around Lucifer.

Lucifer's pupils contracted at that moment, realizing that this Lord of Thunder had indeed concealed considerable strength. Besides the truth-level 'Thunder' and 'Fire,' there was also truth-level 'Destruction' around him!

But the next instant, with a flick of Lucifer's whip, the distance between them was once again extended.

"Zeus, have you forgotten what my early divine office was?"

Lucifer sneered. When he was Ishtar, he was not only the Morning Star goddess but also ruled the sky, holding the same authority as Zeus.

But at this moment, Zeus's expression changed slightly. Lucifer had revealed pseudo-truth-level 'Space,' far surpassing his own spatial power. This supreme divine authority had actually been elevated to such a level by Lucifer!

"Lord of the Sky of Babylon, Goddess of War, of course I haven't forgotten! But you, Lady Ishtar, do you still remember the three times you were utterly defeated by me?"

At that moment, Lucifer's foothold was already enveloped by Zeus's lightning network. The thunder-fire spear emerged directly from the net, annihilating and destroying all matter it touched.

Yet this could not harm Lucifer; with a flicker, he appeared at another location fifty kilometers away.

The Morning Star goddess Ishtar was the ruler of 'Venus,' and her 'Stellar Teleportation Art' was also extremely powerful. The 'Dutian Thunder Fire Star Core Sword Formation' that Li Mochen had laid out on the sea surface provided Lucifer with great convenience.

"Yes, I have been defeated by you three times."

Lucifer laughed, appearing unconcerned about these defeats, but a pair of scimitars had already slipped into his hands, and a trace of cold sharpness showed in his eyes.

"But, great Lord of Thunder, back then I still made you spend quite some time, didn't I?"

His first defeat occurred during the period when the Persian Empire attempted to invade Greece. At that time, Zoroastrianism had been established as the state religion of the Persian Empire, and Ishtar, as the defeated side, had to submit to the will of Darius I of the Persian Empire.

The subsequent two defeats stemmed from the invasions of Babylonia by the Macedonian and Roman Empires.

He could not forget these three defeats, and they were one of the reasons he had defected to the Lord of Radiance back then.

This Zeus had indeed angered him.

"I once fought you over Babylon for three days and three nights."

Zeus continued to pursue Lucifer, sneering: "So when the Roman army burned your temples and slaughtered your followers, I took extra pleasure in it."

"Likewise! When I destroyed your temples and judged your priests, I was also very delighted."

—During the counteroffensive of the Radiant Church's faith on Roman soil, the temples of the Olympian gods were almost all destroyed by Lucifer himself. His revenge was exceedingly cruel, as bloody as his recent massacre in the holy city of the Levant.

But the mockery in Zeus's eyes grew even stronger: "Relying on others' power to take revenge, aren't you? That's all you can do, Ishtar. You will never be able to stand alone under the sky."

A hint of cyan appeared on Lucifer's face, but he remained calm and did not rush forward to engage Zeus directly.

Nevertheless, Lucifer had decided that, even at some cost, he would never allow Zeus to easily leave his presence.

Originally, Li Mochen's entrustment was for him to do his utmost to tie down Zeus for at least three minutes at a certain time. But now Lucifer felt that was far from enough; he had to drag this fellow here for at least an hour or two, leaving him no time for other matters.

He guessed that Li Mochen must be planning something against the Olympian pantheon, hence the word 'tie down,' and only for a short three minutes.

This made Lucifer look forward to it, hoping that the time Li Mochen mentioned would come soon.

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At this moment, the 'Free Angel' Delphinia Edric was standing inside Mount Olympus.

Thanks to internal assistance, Delphinia had approached the mountainside of this divine mountain without being detected by anyone inside or triggering the divine pattern arrays.

Beside her now was the new Olympian 'God of Victory, Wisdom, Court, Order, and Miracles,' Wima Medici—or rather, Wima Medici's avatar.

"Once you cross this hall, you won't be able to hide from everyone. From then on, just charge straight ahead. They won't inform Zeus for now; that would only show their incompetence. These fourth- and fifth-generation Titans are not very strong, but they have high pride."

Wima Medici pointed upward: "Of course, Zeus himself will sense it. But before you step into the core divine domain, Zeus and his chief gods probably won't think of returning. The forces they left behind are very powerful. The one you need to be most careful of is the goddess of hearth and flame, Hestia; her power is close to that of a vice god-king."

Delphinia looked at him with a strange expression: "Mr. Medici, I really didn't expect before that the internal contact His Majesty mentioned would be you."

"And Athena; she just finds it inconvenient to appear here. Do you think a newcomer like me could gain much authority here?"

Wima Medici smiled: "But what's so surprising about that, Lady Free Angel? The most outstanding descendant of our family, Angela Medici, is now the god-queen of the Lord of Fate. Moreover, the Medici family and I have gained nothing here. I have to admit that the lord I now serve is indeed not a good employer."

Delphinia nodded thoughtfully and then asked no further.

She was not interested in Medici's experiences in Olympus and could roughly guess some of it.

The exclusion by the Titan race was certain. Although Zeus seemed to value Wima Medici highly, directly granting him the status of a chief god, in reality, there was little substance.

The goddess of victory, Nike, had always been Zeus's personal subordinate deity; he did not grant her to Ares, only occasionally allowing Athena to borrow her when she was around. As for 'Wisdom, Court, and Order,' Wima Medici could neither seize faith from Athena nor had the corresponding authority.

Thus, it was only natural that this man wanted to secure a fallback for himself and the Medici family.

But just as Delphinia was about to proceed deeper, Wima Medici suddenly moved: "Wait!"

He then took a stone from his sleeve and tossed it to Delphinia: "If Hestia appears, crush this stone and throw it at the mountaintop."

"What is this?"

Delphinia glanced at the stone in her hand.

"Some call it Deep Sea Bloodstone, but it's actually the blood of Ceto, daughter of Earth."

Wima Medici did not pretend to be profound: "You know Phorcys, don't you?"

"He is the Father of Monsters, also known as the Wrath of the Sea, son of Gaia and the primordial sea god Pontus. He is also the father of the Gorgons, Sirens, Graeae, Echidna, Scylla, Hesperides, Ladon, and others. And Ceto, daughter of Earth, is his wife."

Delphinia was well-versed in Greek mythology; she also knew that Phorcys was the elder brother of Nereus, the 'Kindness of the Sea,' father of the sea goddess Thetis.

In the war between the Titan pantheon and the Olympian pantheon to conquer the sea, 'Phorcys, the Wrath of the Sea,' chose to resist, so his children became famous sea monsters. The strongest, the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, was even controlled by Hera and set to guard the golden apple orchard, eventually dying at the hands of the great hero Heracles.

Meanwhile, 'Nereus, the Kindness of the Sea,' chose to endure and submit, voluntarily leaving the bright world, so his children were preserved to the greatest extent, becoming the foundation for the rise of the sea goddess Thetis.

"This Father of Monsters is now sealed beneath the divine mountain, constantly trying to resist."

Wima Medici explained the reason: "Ceto's blood will drive him mad."

"So thoughtfully arranged?"

Delphinia looked at him suspiciously, then understood: "Is it because of Granden Island?"

Cut off from news here, she did not know the situation on Granden Island. The overall trend of this landing battle must be favorable to the pantheon of destiny; otherwise, this God of Miracles would not be so devoted to her.

"I am surprised. They failed to crush the pantheon of destiny on Granden Island. The current situation shows both sides are almost evenly matched, and that was on Odin's turf."

Wima Medici smiled bitterly: "Please spare me some face, Miss Delphinia. Do you have to make me appear even more humble?"

What shocked him deeply was that even the war among those god-kings did not result in a one-sided situation.

Previously, the Lord of Fate was seen by all as having shallow foundations, unable to withstand great storms. But now, he had clearly become a towering tree that could block out the sky and the sun.

"Sorry, I meant no offense. I'm just very curious about the situation on Granden Island."

Delphinia also sighed inwardly, feeling greatly relieved. She thought that the gods of destiny must now be in a state of jubilation.

—Their power had already become so formidable!

The alien queen was already beginning to regret her decision. She thought that she and her people had drawn closer to that one too late. The period from when the Lord of Fate first enfeoffed gods to when he intervened in the conflict among gods above gods was originally their best opportunity to gain a more important position within the Fate Pantheon. At that time, even if they, the alien race, could not become core members, they could at least become one of the cornerstones of the pantheon.

Unfortunately, back then, from top to bottom, their entire race was trying to find ways to break free from the Lord of Fate's control, to sever their relationship with him as much as possible.

Now, looking back, Delfinia felt that her thoughts at the time were utterly inexplicable. Facing that Lord of Fate, what did she, Delfinia, have to be proud and arrogant about?

In the eyes of the Lord of Fate, the alien race was indeed a tool, but from another perspective, wasn't being able to become that one's tool also a stroke of luck for the alien race?

What was truly most helpless and sorrowful was the situation where, in the eyes of those in power, they didn't even have the value to become someone else's tool.

This situation had already appeared. Over half a year ago, the armed forces of the 'Sunrise-Light Demon' alliance had not conscripted the alien race for nearly nine months. The financial support given to them had also not increased for a long time.

So their current situation was actually not much better than Weimar Medici's.

Delfinia then shook her head, stopping these stray thoughts. Then she looked again toward the mountaintop, a resolute gleam in her eyes. She and her people had clearly fallen behind, so she must seize every opportunity given by that Lord.

"Thank you for your help, Prince Medici. But now, you may leave."

"Then good luck to you."

Weimar Medici's body had already begun to dissipate: "I believe in your ability; you will surely succeed."

At this moment, Delfinia had already stepped into a hall ahead.

Inside Mount Olympus, there was no direct path to the summit. Countless temples of all sizes, like city walls, surrounded the mountain inside and out. To enter the core area of Mount Olympus, one either had to obtain the right to fly over the mountain from Zeus, or could only advance toward the summit through the internal corridors and passages between these layers of temples.

But as Weimar Medici had said, the moment Delfinia stepped into this temple belonging to 'Zephyrus, the West Wind,' the divine pattern array inside the mountain was triggered. A massive bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky, illuminating the entire mountain inside and out as if it were daytime amid the rumbling thunder.

Delfinia moved with incredible speed. She advanced upward, crossing three layers of temples in just three seconds, entering the upper reaches of the mountain.

The powers named 'Void,' 'Strife,' and 'Freedom' allowed Delfinia to move through this heavily restricted place like a fish in water, without any limitations. No force could stop her steps or bind her.

By the time Delfinia stood before the temple of Ares, most people inside Mount Olympus had not yet reacted, and some who had reacted still didn't understand the situation.

Only Ares and Venus's child and attendant god, 'Little Eros' Cupid, who guarded this War Temple, spotted her figure at the first moment and pointed his toy-like bow at Delfinia from afar.

"Who are you? This is Mount Olympus, you—"

Delfinia glanced at him sideways, and before he could finish, she waved her right hand and banished this little love god beyond the void.

Next was Ares' daughter, 'Goddess of Vigilance' Alkippe.

But she didn't even have time to speak before she followed Little Eros's fate, also banished to the outer realm by Delfinia.

After obtaining the Wish Spell, Delfinia did not use all her merit power on 'Space' and 'Freedom,' nor did she specialize in 'Strife.' Instead, under Li Mochen's guidance, she focused more on the conceptual divine right of 'Banishment.' Thanks to her own talent and the burning of merit power, Delfinia elevated this highly practical divine right to the 'Pseudo-Truth' level in a very short time.

Additionally, the battle armor Li Mochen bestowed upon her possessed strong offensive and defensive capabilities. Although not crafted by Anthony, it was personally forged by Li Mochen himself, who incorporated materials from the 'Void Scepter' into it, granting it ultimate 'Space' authority.

It was precisely because of this Pseudo-Truth-level 'Banishment' and the double ultimate 'Space' that Delfinia could prevail effortlessly against most gods below the God King.

In less than a second, this War Temple was cleared by her. Wherever Delfinia's will directed, no one could exist before her for even a second. She easily passed through this layer of temple and approached the summit.

"Boom!"

A thick bolt of lightning, twisting like a dragon, struck down the moment she stepped out of the War Temple. But this lightning, powerful enough to severely wound a main god, vanished when it came within twenty meters of Delfinia's head.

This was because the mighty thunder was also 'banished' by her. Its destination was the 340th layer of the Abyss, a layer of abyssal territory belonging to Satan. Her lord had specifically instructed her that if she encountered an attack she couldn't handle, she could just throw it directly into Satan's domain.

By now, the entire Mount Olympus was in an uproar. The Titan gods stationed on the mountain came forward one after another to face her. Among them were powerful gods with divine ranks above sixteen, such as the War God Pallas, the Destruction God Perses, the Nurturing Goddess Leto, and the Meteor Goddess Asteria.

But without exception, they were all sent away by Delfinia the moment they made contact. Most were banished to the outer void, while those she particularly disliked were sent, with a bit more effort and time, directly to the Sea of Evil in the Dark World.

The Lord of Fate had given her coordinate locations, said to be regions where even main god-level powerhouses would find it difficult to return safely.

The core formation at the summit of Mount Olympus posed no obstacle to her at all. Delfinia continued toward the Thunder Temple at the summit at a speed no less than before. The Truth-level 'Strife' in her scepter caused the surrounding divine pattern arrays to contradict themselves, while Truth-level 'Freedom' left her unbound.

But at this moment, a flame was gathering above Mount Olympus. It was Hestia, the 'Goddess of Hearth, Home, and Flame.' Among the twelve main gods of Olympus, she was inconspicuous but was the most powerful aside from Athena.

Just by looking at the flame, Delfinia's pupils contracted, knowing that it had undoubtedly reached the 'Truth' level, and Hestia's divine rank had also ascended to nineteen!

Before this, Delfinia's only response would have been to use the Wish Spell to forcibly expel Hestia. Wielding the 'Scepter of Freedom,' she was not afraid of Hestia. Among the nine Angel Kings now under Li Mochen's command, Delfinia believed her own strength was second only to Prometheus.

She even had the ability to defeat Hestia, but only if they fought in a fair environment.

On Mount Olympus, Hestia's power would be amplified to its peak. Correspondingly, her 'Scepter of Freedom' was using most of its power to counter the divine pattern array here. If a battle broke out here, the outcome was predictable.

So Delfinia unhesitatingly crushed the 'Blood of Ceto' in her hand and threw it out. As the blood-red stone powder scattered, in less than one-thirtieth of a second, the entire mountain began to stir.

The flame at the summit condensed into a goddess figure dressed in fiery robes. She coldly glared at Delfinia, then turned her body back into flame. At the same time, she split into two parts: one part plunged into the depths of the mountain, and the other projected before Delfinia.

"Wish, Banish!"

Without giving the other a chance to use divine power or flame, Delfinia pointed a single finger and banished this half of Hestia to the outer void as well.

It couldn't be sent farther. Even half of Hestia's power was far beyond what others could achieve. Delfinia had to rely on the Wish Spell granted by her lord to expel her.

But she felt that the consumption of the Wish Spell this time was minimal. The 'Blood of Ceto' given by Weimar Medici had indeed taken effect.

Next, Delfinia took only one-tenth of a second to reach the highest point of Mount Olympus. However, her target was not the majestic Thunder Temple, but a ornate stone building on the east side of the great hall.

As Delfinia swung her 'Scepter of Freedom,' sending a green disintegration ray onto the surface of the stone building, the divine pattern array there rapidly disintegrated.

A gleam shone in Delfinia's eyes. She saw Megara inside, along with the souls of Heracles' three children.

This was thanks to Prometheus; the prophet and god of prophecy had made an accurate prediction. But beyond that, Delfinia also discovered another soul inside that surprised her—the teacher of powerful heroes like Achilles, Heracles, Odysseus, and Theseus, the famous sage of Greek mythology, the centaur Chiron!

And not just Chiron; inside were also imprisoned seven Greek heroes from the mythological age.

Just then, she heard a thunderous roar from the nearby Thunder Temple. The lightning rolling over Mount Olympus became even more狂暴, transforming into massive thunder dragons that covered the sky, destroying all matter in this region.

But Delfinia was not alarmed; instead, the corners of her lips lifted slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

Though she didn't know the specifics, it was clear that the Olympian God King could not return in time. That roar was just his impotent rage.

Nevertheless, she accelerated the decomposition of the divine pattern array. Before the hostage rescue plan succeeded, she had to speed up as much as possible and eliminate all variables.

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"Damned rat!"

Above Granden Island, Zeus was indeed so furious that he nearly lost his reason. His gaze seemed to contain thunder and fire—if it were real, its temperature would surely be enough to melt the Lord of Hell, Lucifer, into slag!

The latter sneered coldly, his twin blades striking the 'Aegis Shield' of Zeus with nearly狂暴 speed, sparking countless flashes. Continuous, unending, and utterly frenzied, each strike was nearly full force, turning all of Zeus's attempts to flash away into nothing.

"See, Zeus? This is my response."

He might not be able to hold up the sky alone now, but he could still make this one pay for the slaughter of his followers back then.

Zeus, on the other side, had no patience left for Lucifer's nonsense. He was doing his utmost to shake off his opponent, trying to return to his Mount Olympus as quickly as possible.

But all of Zeus's attempts ended in failure. Lucifer's assault was狂暴 and reckless, and the surrounding darkness made him omnipresent. The deadly curved blades that kept slashing down made Zeus deeply understand how unwise it was to offend a shrew.

—This bitch was actually burning her own divinity!

Afterward, Zeus tried to summon Mount Olympus to this location, directly descending over this sea area. That would not only resolve the crisis but also enhance the power of both him and Mount Olympus.

In his previous battle with Li Mochen, the latter could rely on the superior speed of his magic tower to prevent Zeus from depending on his divine kingdom's power. But now, this guy, due to the presence of the fleet, had no escape.

But just one second later, Zeus abandoned this idea.

Because the fleet under the Lord of Fate was thundering! Hundreds of electromagnetic heavy cannons and thousands of missile launchers were pouring firepower onto several floating warships in the sky.

—That was Odin's 'Klitaskov' battleship and its escort fleet. They had just descended when they were concentrated upon by those warships and magic towers. In less than a minute, that ship, almost equivalent to Odin's divine kingdom, was teetering under the bombardment of heavy cannons and nuclear missiles. Its defensive array was collapsing, and the divine power lingering around it was being severely depleted.

Ordinary shells naturally couldn't harm the 'Klitaskov,' not even expensive magic-pattern shells. But the Lord of Fate had attached his fate and causality power to these shells and missiles. Guiding cause to effect, using fate and time sequence to direct. Thus, even the mighty 'Klitaskov' could not withstand the assault, and the escort ships beside it had been blasted full of holes, not far from falling.

This scene not only shocked Zeus but also made the Heavenly Kingdoms of the Lord of Light and Ahura remain in the outer realm, not daring to cross the line.

Odin, who was struggling to break free from Jormungandr, also had a grim face.

The 'Klitaskov' battleship was also an important asset for Odin in his struggle for the God Above Gods; its existence could increase Odin's power by at least forty percent.

But now it had been severely wounded by Li Mochen, and it was unknown how much time and material would be needed to repair it.

Zeus soon no longer had to worry about the变故 inside Mount Olympus, because the rat that had infiltrated the mountain had already taken Heracles' wife and children, along with the souls of Chiron and others, out of Mount Olympus.

But the next moment, Lucifer's words pierced his heart again, making Zeus's face as dark as water.

"Looks like Andre succeeded, right? So let's guess—will your Heracles turn against you?"