Miracle Card Shop: All My Cards Can Be Actualize-Chapter 717: The Emergence of Gods

The vast mana signature appears on the large screen in the Elpis Command Center. Envy immediately pulls out a note from under the command table and begins reading it.

The note contains all the data and contingency plans Daniel had prepared in case of emergencies, including a long list of strategies to counter or eliminate—or at least cause significant damage to—the Olympian gods if they emerged from their hiding places.

Envy reads the note and finds several contingency plans designed to counter and, if possible, eliminate the Olympian gods or at least inflict as much damage as possible.

"Pull up the satellite view of the Greece region!" Envy commands.

"Yes, ma’am!" The officer immediately follows her order, and the satellite view of the Greece region appears on the screen.

In the command room, several user interfaces display information about the contingencies and traps Daniel had prepared in the region for the gods that might appear.

On another screen, footage captured by a nearby drone shows a man emerging from a portal that appears to be the entrance to the Olympian secret realm.

The first to step out is a dark-haired man in his mid-forties. He holds a menacing black bident in his hand, and an aura of death surrounds him.

"That must be Hades," Envy mutters, identifying the Olympian god who just emerged from the portal. On the satellite view screen, several more portals open across Greece.

"Activate the G-22 God Sealing Trap," Envy orders.

On the screen, the trap springs into action. Chains of light surge from the ground, and a magic circle forms around Hades. The god of death is caught completely off guard. He tries to channel power from his bident to free himself, but this trap was specially prepared by Daniel for the gods long ago. He had ordered Albert to set it up, linking it to the land’s mana.

Now, Hades is a sitting duck, unable to move or channel his power effectively as the seal restricts him.

At that moment, two pillars of light shoot down from the sky, piercing through the clouds and heading straight for Hades. These pillars are 35% power shots from two God Slayer cannons. Envy is following the protocol Daniel had prepared before his disappearance.

On-site, Hades is stunned. He hasn’t even had time to explore the world—no, he hasn’t taken more than two steps from the secret realm!

"No… Noooooooo!" Hades screams in desperation before the two pillars of light consume him.

Hades is obliterated, the first among the Olympian pantheon to fall. He didn’t even have a chance to defend himself.

The moment Hades was obliterated, the group of minor gods who were supposed to follow him immediately retreated back into the secret realm. If the God Slayer cannons could vaporize Hades so easily, what chance did they have? They chose to remain inside the safety of the secret realm.

At another entrance, Zeus emerges from a portal, accompanied by his wife, Hera. As soon as he steps out, he sees three people waiting for him. The first is a large, muscular man in red armor, wielding an axe as big as his body. The second is a noble-like man with a mustache, dressed in a blood-red suit, flashing a chilling smile. The third is a scarred man wearing a priest’s cassock under a black trench coat, his face twisted into a bloodthirsty grin.

"Heracles… are you going to stop me again?" Zeus asks, his eyes crackling with lightning.

"No… Father, this time, the one who will stop you is not me," Heracles replies coldly.

"Huh?"

Before Zeus can react, a silhouette rushes toward him at unbelievable speed. It’s Tian Xingyun, clad in white battle armor. Zeus, as a major god of Olympus, isn’t caught off guard. He immediately raises his shield, but…

Crack…

"What!?" Zeus is stunned. Tian Xingyun’s kick easily cracks his shield, and the next moment, Zeus feels as though his lungs have been crushed by an immense force. He is kicked backward, his body blasted away into the distance. Tian Xingyun follows, flying after him.

"Is this your plan, Heracles? Separating Zeus from me?" Hera asks, her voice sharp.

"That’s the plan, Hera," Heracles replies, gripping his giant axe as his strength begins to surge.

"This will be your last mistake, Heracles. I may be weaker than Zeus, but I’m still an Olympian major god!" Hera raises her voice, her power surging as wind and lightning swirl around her.

"And that’s why I’m not alone," Heracles says with a smirk before charging forward with his giant axe.

Hera swiftly dodges. The force of his strike crushes the ground, creating a massive crater. It’s a wise decision on her part—even as a god, Hera knows she can’t stand still and block Heracles’ strikes. That would be a death sentence.

At that moment, the man in the blood-red suit throws a blood spear at her. Hera blocks it, thinking it’s just a nuisance. But the moment the blood touches her shield, it transforms into a blood cocoon, trapping her in place.

The blood cocoon doesn’t hold her for long. Hera tears it apart with her power, but as soon as she emerges, she finds herself surrounded by a sealing device.

Zaaaaaaapppp!

Sparks flash from the sealing device, and ropes of light restrict all her movements.

"Shit!" Hera curses. The last thing she sees is Heracles’ axe descending toward her head. Pain tears through her skull from top to bottom, and her consciousness fades into darkness.

"I’ve never drunk a god’s blood before… May I?" Vlad, the man in the blood-red suit, asks Heracles, licking his lips.

"This is… disgusting. This will be the first and last time I team up with an abomination like you, Vlad," the priest, Christopher Ward, says in disgust. He was the one who threw the sealing device, a tool developed by the Vatican’s research department to support the Order of Ember’s mission to eliminate the Olympian gods.

Since the Vatican believes in the one true God, this aligns with their goals. They won’t allow other gods to exist. If teaming up with a vampire like Vlad helps them achieve that goal, then so be it!

On Envy’s side, another powerful mana reading flares up on the screen, this time in the middle of the Aegean Sea.

"Poseidon, huh?" Envy mutters as the visuals from a nearby drone station display on the screen.

The footage shows a muscular man riding on the waves, a trident in hand, controlling the water as if it were an extension of his body.

On the screen, a lone fighter jet flashes as it fires two missiles at Poseidon. The missiles crash into a water shield, the explosion and shrapnel failing to touch him.

"Arrogant mortal!" Poseidon says disdainfully before controlling the water to spray a high-pressure jet at the fighter, attempting to cut it in half. However, the fighter flashes past, and a portal opens in front of it.

Poseidon grows cautious. This arrogant mortal is clearly trying to lure him into the portal. But when he sees that the other side of the portal is a vast ocean, he doesn’t hesitate. He follows the fighter jet through the portal.

The portal closes the moment Poseidon passes through it, but he still wears a smile. He feels no discomfort—his power remains intact. In fact, since it’s an ocean, he feels his power has grown stronger.

"Now… where is that arrogant mortal?" Poseidon mutters coldly, his trident gleaming as he scans the horizon. But before he can take another step, a shadow engulfs him, blotting out the sun. Poseidon freezes, his grip tightening on his trident as he slowly tilts his head upward.

What he sees steals the breath from his lungs.

A colossal monster with eight serpentine heads looms above him, its massive body stretching across the sky like a living mountain.

Each head is crowned with glowing, golden eyes that burn with an otherworldly light, and its scales shimmer like polished ivory, reflecting the storm clouds swirling above.

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Divine thunder rumbles deep within its throats, and the air crackles with raw, untamed energy. The sheer size of the creature is incomprehensible—even Abysmos, his mightiest sea monster, is nothing more than a minnow compared to this leviathan.

"What… what is that thing!?" Poseidon utters, his voice trembling with disbelief. His trident lowers slightly as he takes an involuntary step back, the waves beneath his feet churning uneasily.

The eight-headed serpent—Yamata No Orochi—hisses in unison, its heads swaying with an eerie, hypnotic grace. Clouds swirl around its massive form, and lightning arcs between its heads, illuminating the monster in flashes of blinding light. The ocean beneath it roils, as if the very sea is bowing to its new master.

"Welcome to my homeland, Lord Poseidon," a feminine voice booms from the central head, each word resonating like thunder. "How do you feel about the sea here?"

Poseidon’s eyes narrow, his pride flaring despite the growing unease in his chest. "It seems my fame precedes me. Even an unknown monster like you has heard of my great name," he says, his voice dripping with arrogance. But the tremor in his hands betrays his confidence.

Koyuki’s laughter echoes across the ocean, each head of Orochi tilting in unison as if mocking him. "Of course… I know you because you are my target in this plan. I am Koyuki Mori No Tokugawa, the vessel of Yamata No Orochi. Welcome to Japan."

The words hit Poseidon like a tidal wave. His grip on his trident tightens, but the sea around him feels… distant. The waves that once answered his every command now lap weakly at his feet, as if they no longer recognize their god. His arrogance begins to crack, replaced by a gnawing sense of dread.