The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 416 - 283 Hecate, I Am Divine Now! (6k)_2

Chapter 416: Chapter 283 Hecate, I Am Divine Now! (6k)_2

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Meanwhile, on War God Mountain.

Medusa, who had been kneeling in the temple praying, opened her eyes as if sensing something, and took out the Gorgoneion Emblem with light patterns flickering over its surface from her chest. She bowed her head to gaze at it, her lips tightly pressed together.

Then, she calmed her tumultuous emotions, stood up from the ground, and held the emblem up high respectfully towards the statue of her Chief God.

Brilliant starlight fell from the dome of the Sanctuary, turning in Medusa’s palm into a golden scepter inlaid with patterns of stars and moons, adorned with wings at both ends.

“Clang!”

As the scepter struck the ground, ripples spread outward, emitting a crisp and spirited sound, reverberating like the song of victory.

——The Scepter of the Goddess of Victory, birthed from a part of the divinity sealed here by Athena and Nike, was a symbol of authority more than practicality.

Whoever held this scepter, as if Athena herself were present, could command the Sanctuary, govern War God Mountain, and make all decisions independently.

Moments later, streams of light raced towards War God Mountain, arriving at the square in front of the temple.

Goddess Mnemosyne, The Nine Muses, The Three Graces, the two sisters of the Gorgon Demon, the Great Witch Circe, the Sage Chiron, Echidna the Mother of Serpents, along with a great host of Typhon’s Offspring, successively appeared.

After a long period of camaraderie, coupled with Athena’s intentional goodwill, they had begun to feel a sense of belonging here, sharing in War God Mountain’s glory and downfall, and were willing to heed the requests of the scepter’s bearer.

In an atmosphere of deep solemnity, they waited quietly.

And within the temple, Medusa lowered her gaze to the scepter in her hands.

Originally, the best candidate to wield this item was Hestia, but the Goddess of the Hearth had fallen into slumber.

As succession followed, Medusa inherited this mantle of power from her Chief God.

I can do this…

The young girl who once dared not look people in the eye murmured to herself, clutching the Scepter of the Goddess of Victory tightly, donning the armor of the Bronze Serpent, and with head held high and chest puffed out, she stepped out of the temple doors, solemnly declaring to the assembly of Old Gods, New Gods, Demigods, Monsters, and Heroes gathered before her.

“Let us begin!”

All nodded gladly, smiles of satisfaction spreading across their faces in unison.

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At Olympus, in the Great Temple.

A figure wrapped in lightning and storm burst through the doors and roared into the hall.

“Who? Who did this?!”

Under Zeus’s grim scrutiny, the assembled gods remained as silent as cicadas in winter, shaking their heads one after another.

Soon, that eerie gaze fell upon two empty places.

“Where are Ares and Hermes?”

Zeus asked with a frown, his face darkening.

Hestia and Demeter seldom participated in the decisions of the gods, so it was normal for them to be absent on such occasions.

How come, after he had issued the order to convene the gods, neither Ares nor Hermes had come?

“Perhaps they are a bit far from the Sacred Mountain and are still on their way here,” said a cool and pleasant voice from outside the door as Hera stepped into the hall.

Looking at his wife who had just walked in, the flames of rage in Zeus’s heart inexplicably dissipated, his gaze softening.

Hera looked particularly beautiful today; her dignified beauty needed no embellishment, still cold and elegant. A golden belt buckled upon her slender waist highlighted her graceful curves, full of enchanting allure, making even the Love God Aphrodite accompanying her seem somewhat pale in comparison.

“My Lord, since not everyone has arrived yet, why not sit down and wait for a moment?”

Hearing the suggestion, Zeus nodded absently, allowing his wife to take his arm, ascend the steps, and walk towards the throne.

The golden Divine Throne, still as exquisite and splendid as ever, seemed as if it long awaited the arrival and use of its master.

Back at Olympus, everything was so perfect.

But for some reason, Zeus felt something was amiss.

After much thought, Zeus finally realized what it was.

Wait, hadn’t Hera, the jealous woman, just been giving him the cold shoulder? Why was she suddenly so affectionate?

“Crack!”

Just as the Divine King’s mind brimmed with intense confusion, dozens of serpent-like Rune Chains shot out from all directions, binding his wrists and ankles tightly and securing him to the Divine Throne!

In an instant, the hall was ablaze with flashing light patterns; each Chief God summoned their armor and weaponry, a chilling intent flaring.

They were going to rebel!

Looking at the fully armed and ready gods in the room, Zeus’s mind thundered with shock, his expression changing drastically.

And with that, the flames of rebellion were officially ignited on Olympus.

At the same time, another battlefield entered the most intense phase of the conflict.

In the chaotic golden world of thought, silhouette after silhouette of the Old Gods charged one after another at the Queen of Hell, who commanded the Netherworld, attempting to fully regain their freedom.

But against such absolute oppressive force, their resistance was nothing but a futile struggle, like moths to the flame.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom!”

Ancient Giants, deformed Divine Monsters, ferocious Magic Beasts, towering Old Gods… one after another, their menacing silhouettes collided with Hecate, extinguished by her powerful flame of Divinity, leaving behind but specks of scattering light.

“Begone!”

Finally, accompanied by an enraged shout repressing fury, Hecate burst through all obstacles, reaching the edge of the wilderness and looking forward at Luo En, sitting on the ground, she let out a faint cold laugh: “Run! Why aren’t you running now?”

Luo En rolled his eyes at Hecate without hiding his irritation: “I’d love to, but you’ve got to give me a way out.”

However, the complaints from her unworthy disciple only brightened Hecate’s mood.

As the Goddess of Crossroads, upon her intrusion into Luo En’s world of thought, she had closed off all escape routes with her Authority, to prevent the cooked duck—that is, Luo En—from growing wings and flying out of her reach.

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