Greek Mythology: I Open a Treasure Chest at Olympus - Chapter 42

The void was vast, and the galaxy was even more vast.

Apollo felt that he was already on the same level as everything in the universe between the void and the galaxy.

The surging power spread out from every single particle of his body; it was as if stars were circulating, interweaving with immense power.

He himself was the void and the galaxy.

The entire world was a part of himself.

There was no need to rely on any rules, and no authority was required.

Because he was the ruler and he was the authority.

“Is this the Primordial Domain?” Apollo whispered in a trance.

He knew it was his delusion, and it wasn’t an illusion.

The illusion was that the Etheric Divine Body initially condensed the stars, but he did not reach a level comparable to the Primordial Gods.

It was not an illusion, but when he truly completed the domain of the stars, condensing the stars, condensing the galaxies, and turning the divine body into a starry sky and a universe.

His so-called divine bloodline and identity would be completely cut off.

What kind of divine power and authority, rules and authority, were all irrelevant.

He himself would be the world; rules would be made with a thought, and authority would be generated with a thought.

The Etheric Divine Body has just been formed, and the power of my bloodline has finally completed its transformation, and it has completely reached the potential that is enough to advance to the Primordial Domain.

It’s just, why do I feel that the bloodline of this Primordial Domain is a lot worse than the scene where the body is the entire world as envisioned by the great achievement of the Etheric Divine Body.

Although they had not really faced each other, the description of the five gods of inception, other than the most mysterious and unpredictable Chaos, did not seem to have reached that domain.

Is the Primordial Domain I perceived beyond the normal Primordial Gods, or are they actually not really perfect Primordial Gods?

There were doubts in his heart, and Apollo could not give answer.

He had to restrain his mind and stare at everything in the starry sky.

The first figure that came into view was Astraea with an anxious face.

She was surrounded by stars, and her face was bright, but her clear eyes could not shake off her anxiety.

Until she saw him wake up.

Apollo showed her a smile, and just as he was about to say something, a figure suddenly flew into the starry sky.

Brown-black hair, a handsome face, and long wings.

He was Hermes, the messenger of the Gods.

At first sight of Apollo, Hermes shouted: “Bright Apollo, the King of the Gods wants to see you; please come with me.”

“Huh, Zeus wants to see me so suddenly?” Apollo’s eyes narrowed.

After pondering for a moment, he said to Astraea, “Thank you for the help of the Lord of the Stars. I will visit again in the future.”

After saying goodbye to Astraea, he came to Hermes.

Hermes looked at him carefully and said with admiration: “You’ve really been good these days; all the gods are talking about you.”

“Oh, what are they talking about me?” Apollo asked.

As the messenger of the Gods, Hermes was considered the most well-informed person in Olympus.

He had a strange smile on the corner of his mouth and whispered, “There are many goddesses who have said that they want to give birth to a child for you. They don’t want you to be responsible as long as the night is beautiful.”

Apollo was speechless.

“These goddesses are too unreserved and greedy for my body. I have to be careful.”

That’s what he told himself.

When the male god is alone outside, he must pay attention to protect himself.

Apollo and Hermes were both powerful gods, and they were swift, and they quickly crossed the vast starry sky and returned to Mount Olympus.

The temple of Zeus was at the top of Mount Olympus.

The two came to Mount Olympus from above, and the first place they reached was the hall of the King of Gods.

Hermes walked ahead and reported, “Father God, Apollo is here.”

“Hmm, Hermes, go back first.” Zeus’s majestic voice came from inside.

Hermes immediately gave a respectful salute and turned to leave.

After he left, Apollo walked into the hall of the King of Gods alone.

Unlike last time, the tall and majestic hall of the King of Gods was cold and empty at the moment.

In the vast hall, only the throne was at the top, and a tall figure was sitting there.

“Greetings, Father God.” Apollo bowed his head.

On the high throne, Zeus lowered his eyes and stared at the handsome young man, his pupils faintly filled with strange colors.

“Like a sun and a starry sky, what has changed in his Etheric Divine Body?”

Zeus was in shock, and when he remembered the words of the three Goddesses of destiny before, he couldn’t help but feel a chill in his eyes.

He would never allow such uncontrollable god to exist under his rule.

After reluctantly squeezing out a smile, he said in a low voice: “Apollo, my child, you have been here at Olympus for a while. How are you feeling?”

Apollo said with a face full of praise, “Thank you, Father God, for your concern. Mount Olympus is the center of the entire world, the paradise of the gods, and I am very happy living here.”

“That’s good.”

Zeus nodded slightly and said solemnly: “But I hope that you are a god with a broad vision and will not limit your eyes to Mount Olympus. In addition to the gods, there are countless mortal things in this world.”

He cast his gaze into the distance, his voice full of majesty: “Beyond Mount Olympus is the endless earth, and the life that now inhabits it is the human race created by Prometheus.”

“I don’t like this race, but as the King of the Gods and the father of all spirits in the universe, I never impose my prejudice on any race. I love the gods and care for every human being.”

“But these mortals are ignorant and weak. They need the gods to carry forward the greatness of Mount Olympus so that they can remember that everything they have is our gift.”

“Apollo, my child, you have been on Mount Olympus for a while, and it’s time to go to the mortal world to spread the name of the God of Light.”

Zeus stood up and looked at Apollo with encouraging eyes.

“Go, let every creature on earth, every human being, know the name of the God of Light, build a majestic temple for you, and choose the fairest virgins as priests to serve your image for life.”

“Don’t you just want me to go to the mortal world?” Apollo felt that things were not so simple, but he still agreed to do so at once.

“Great Father God, I’ll follow your will.”

A smile appeared on Zeus’ face, and he added: “Now there are many filthy monsters on the earth. They are all the young sons of the Earth Mother and the Abyss, the descendants of Typhon, who is known as the Father of the Hundred Demons. When you walk on the earth, be careful.”