Greek Mythology: I Open a Treasure Chest at Olympus

Chapter 107: Surprise of the Goddess of Hearth

“Death!” Return to death!” This is the final destination!”

A treacherous gray-white mist filled the air, and the whole world seemed to be covered with a curtain.

Countless ghostly shadows, dense pale palms, up and down around.

The aura of death spread between, and the entire underworld was covered by a terrifying force.

Terrifying pressure, even the gods watching the battle, also paled.

Underworld King’s methods were too beyond imagination, such a bizarre and fear of the God of Light could fight?

Just as the gods were alarmed, a golden book appeared in mid-air.

Its length, size, and thickness looked not much different from the ordinary book, the whole body was like gold casting, and the cover had a sun-like pattern surrounded by a burning flame pattern.

The whole was filled with a sense of sacredness, a sense of incandescence.

Standing in the light, Apollo held it in his hand, his golden eyes deep with wisdom, “Hades,” he said in a low voice, “The light of the world is bound to shine through the heavens, even through time and space, and the kingdom of death is no exception.”

“All the dead who have passed away should return to eternal rest, and all those who disturb the quiet of the dead should suffer the judgment of light.”

With the voice echoing from Apollo’s mouth, thousands of milky white light flames up, branding the sacred words on the golden booklet.

Instantly, it seemed that there were countless devout believers loudly praising the name of light sprinkled with golden light.

The surrounding fog instantly thinned down, revealing the original darkness of the underworld.

Hade’s face changed, hurriedly ordered many ghosts and palms to rush extremely fast to Apollo.

But a divine light enveloped these ghosts and palms as if recovered memory of the amnesiac, bewildered stay in place.

The mournful hissing sound disappeared, and the monstrous aura of death also dimmed, leaving only a bunch of weird undead that gradually showed a restful expression. They stared at each other and slowly returned to sleep.

And the divine light then turned towards Hades and enveloped him.

The Lord of Underworld could not help but let out a cold snort, only to see his arms open. The void suddenly opened, and five winding dark rivers, with the breath of death and darkness, raging spread out.

“Apollo, taste the water of the river Styx.” Hades roared low, the winding river Styx roared clattering water, and the pitch-black river raging spread.

Each drop collapsed with the pure power of death and darkness, even the gods, stained but also returned to eternal sleep, never to awaken.

The five rivers of the underworld erupted at the same time from five different angles, and the raging spread; the convergence of the river water was more than ten million drops.

Seeing the raging waves of the river Styx envelope over, Apollo looked silent, holding the golden book in his left hand, his right hand gently turning the next page.

“The spirit of light runs in the darkness, not for all external forces, the most abundant light, when dispelling all darkness, from the despair of death to guide the hope of all spirits.”

The solemn statement fell clearly on the golden pages.

The vast greatness of the fog acted on the entire void, and the infinite power of light steeply rose several times. The golden glow was like a burning flame, setting the cold and dark river Styx on fire.

The splendid grandeur, moreover, permeated every corner of the dark underworld, dispersing death and darkness.

Thousands of departed souls, whether human or non-human, whether they believed in the light or not, were now enveloped by this divine aura, and one by one, they fell to their knees and prayed devoutly for the name of the light.

Countless milky white lights of faith converge on the golden book, making the light of this divine weapon more and more sacred.

The gods watching the battle could not help but feel a sense of worship, for this standing in the infinite light, the sacred and magnificent figure worship.

The blazing light continued to dispel the darkness and wear away the dead. Hades’ face became very ugly.

With the help of the special Elysian Paradise, he united with the underworld, becoming a complete Lord of the Underworld, half of the Primordial.

But the root of all the power of the darkness and death filled the entire underworld.

Now, these two forces were suppressed by the light, weakening him the most.

“Death is the final, darkness is the destination, and the light will eventually decay; only I am crowned as king!”

Chanting loudly, the crown on top of Hades’ head radiated even more majestic power, raging against the light.

The vast underworld roared and shook, once again erupting with astonishing force.

But the infinite light blazing like fire, a little light had started a meadow. How to fight this monstrous power?

Only to see the golden booklet emitting magnificent splendor. The divine light quickly covered the entire underworld.

The golden figure holding the sacred book in her hand in the vastness of the light, Hecate looked fascinated at the periphery of the black field.

The splendid color of his figure was incomparably magnificent, like a perfect statue made of gold, flawless.

Beside her, the black-haired, black-eyed Persephone also eyes full of adoration, silent gaze at the handsome elegance, the incomparable sacred figure of greatness.

She did not even notice the arrival of her mother.

“I have found you, at last, Persephone,” said Demeter, the Goddess of agriculture, as she walked through the underworld, accompanied by her sister, Hestia, and hugged her daughter, who was standing still.

“Mother… Mother goddess?” Persephone only then slowly came back to her senses and looked at her mother, whose eyes were flowing with tears.

Hestia, the Goddess of hearth, asked, “Hecate, what is this all about?”

That’s when Hecate noticed her, “The keeper kidnapped Persephone to underworld and asked her to be his wife. Apollo came to underworld to see me and found something wrong, so he saved her. But the keeper refused to give up, and Apollo had to fight him.”

“Hades wants to take Persephone as his wife?” Hestia’s face was full of surprise, she knew this oldest brother too well, and she was bent on being a virgin goddess. Hades had always disliked the opposite sex. How will suddenly look at the niece but also directly take her away?

The goddess of honorable status immediately felt that things were hidden problems.

The Goddess of agriculture, Demeter, was also surprised and looked at her daughter and said, “Persephone, the King of Underworld has taken you as his wife?”

Persephone grunted: “He must have other purposes; I do not believe he likes me, and he looks so cold and dark. I do not like him. If I were to marry someone, I would only marry a god-like brother Apollo!”

Hestia and Demeter, two goddesses, froze. The former also looked with interest at the two figures dueling in the distance and nodded: “Persephone is right; Apollo is much better looking than Hades.”

“Sister, let’s not talk about that now. Let’s take Persephone back to Olympus first.” Demeter hugged her daughter tightly, not daring to let go for a moment, afraid that if she was not careful, her only daughter would be snatched away again.

Hestia rolled his eyes and nodded: “You follow me.”

The eldest daughter of the second generation of the King of God, now the eldest sister of the King of God, Sea King, and the King of Underworld, opened the powerful divine power of the ninth rank of Main God, escorting her sister and niece, and walked quickly towards the underworld outside.

“Leave Persephone behind!” Hades noticed them fiercely and shouted out.

“You might as well watch yourself.” Apollo’s indifferent voice echoed in his ears as a blazing light enveloped the Lord of Hades.

“Damn you, get out of my way!”

Fire almost emerged from Hades’ eyes, pushing his divine power to the extreme.

Vaguely, the vast underworld emerged a huge black coffin with a strong death aura enveloped Apollo.

“The earth is the board, the dark night is the cover, death condenses, and the gods bury the coffin! Give me to suppress him!” Hades roared, manipulating the black coffin, enveloping Apollo’s location.

The underworld trembled, endless death breath condensed into substance, cold closed towards the golden figure.

And Hades took advantage of this opportunity moved toward the underworld outside to kill goddess, Hestia.

“Hades, you really are crazy. I doubt you or not!” Hestia suddenly turned his head, and his body ignited thousands of furnace fires, bright and warm, dispelling the darkness that spread over.

Hestia’s words let Hade’s eyes gently shrink, then coldly shouted: “Hestia, I respect you are my sister, now get out of the way. I do not embarrass you!”

“What the hell do you want to do?” Hestia looked him dead in the eye; her beautiful posture did not allow a minute.

And behind her, Demeter, with Persephone, was already about to rush out of the underworld.

Hades, face anxious, immediately shouted wildly: “Back off!”

A dense death power suddenly enveloped Hestia.

The goddess of hearth was filled with countless fires at the same time, swirling in the air, resisting the invasion of death.

Boom!

The majestic power of death bombarded the bright furnace fires, many furnace fires suddenly had signs of collapse, but Hestia’s face was resolute. The divine power of extreme exertion actually stabilized the defense.

Hades’ eyes were amazed, knowing that he was now almost compared to the real Primordial power, full force of the attack could not shake this elder sister.

“There’s no time for that.” Looking at Persephone’s mother and daughter, who had already reached the entrance of underworld, Hades gritted his teeth, and the power of death was once again activated, sweeping towards Hestia while also activating the power of the King of Underworld.

Boom Boom!

The underworld King’s authority was suppressed, near the original death force swept, continuous impact, Hestia finally could not support.

“Hades, you weren’t like this before.”

The Goddess of hearth’s eyes, with pain, dead staring at the eyes of the cold dark figure, felt that the other side was so strange.