Chapter 114 - 91: The Unborn Magic Net (Monthly Ticket +1)

Chapter 114: Chapter 91: The Unborn Magic Net (Monthly Ticket +1)

The three deities and the Titans stepped out of the Abyss, and almost instantly, they were swept up by a golden light, returning to the surface of the Earth.

That was Gaia’s power. Perhaps after years of separation, she could hardly wait to see her children.

Standing in the Spirit Realm, witnessing this scene unfold, Laine felt somewhat disappointed. From their beings, he could not discern anything about the Tartarus within them.

But this was expected. Although the Titans had dwelled in the Abyss for tens of thousands of years, they probably never attempted to explore it.

“They are quite fast; it seems they really didn’t delve deep into the Abyss. Besides a touch of chaotic aura, they brought nothing else out.”

“Well, I’ll have to rely on myself.”

With a slight shake of his head, as a realm of the Primordial Gods, the Abyss, like the Land of Eternal Night and the Realm of Lightless, was insulated from the invasion of the Spirit Realm’s power.

So even though he had observed the comings and goings of the Tri-Aspect, Tri-Form, he still knew nothing about what lay inside Tartarus.

However, with the memories of later generations as a reference, he could roughly guess the process, which was nothing more than recruiting three enforcers and happily obtaining three weapons.

Especially when observing the three stirrings that disturbed the heavens and earth shortly after leaving the Abyss, there was no doubt. The legendary Divine Artifacts from future tales, also known as the “Lightning” Thunderbolt Arrow, the Trident of the Sea Emperor that could calm the waves and shake the earth, and the almost inconspicuous Helm of the Underworld King, were successively born in the hands of the Cyclops.

“Lightning” is an extremely rare, combat-centric High-Grade Artifact, and the Trident and Helm were a league apart.

The former was manageable, its power growing with the expanse of ocean it ruled. However, the latter could hardly compare to the robe on Laine’s body.

At least it was made of the same material as the Lady of the Night’s black dress, containing a smidgen of Authority of Secrets; meanwhile, the Helm seemed more like a shoddy imitation.

“As I thought, ordinary high-level artifacts have a minimal effect on Great Divine Power.”

“I wonder if the Thunderbolt Arrow will become even stronger after ascending to Divine King.”

After briefly sensing his surroundings, he expected to feel a threat, but Laine suddenly realized he had no reaction to the aura of the newly born divine artifact.

While this was due to being within the Spirit Realm, at this point in his journey, even if he were to go out, there’d be no difference.

He could momentarily mobilize the Spirit Realm’s own formidable strength, just as the Primordial Gods could briefly invoke their own power.

“It seems I still underestimated the power of the Primordial Gods... No wonder I had such a strange premonition before.”

Sensing the Divine Power flowing within him, Laine was somewhat contemplative. Previously, he definitely underestimated the Twin Gods of the Dark Night’s power because his current strength was vastly different from that of the two Ancient Gods he had envisioned.

This strength was not derived from the Divine Power itself; in fact, in terms of Divine Power alone, he still had a long way to go. But when facing enemies other than the Primordial Gods, whether slightly higher or lower no longer mattered.

Before, when he possessed Intermediate Divine Power, aside from the assistance of artifacts, his strength was not much different from other Genuine Gods of the same level. It wasn’t because the Spirit Realm lacked presence but because he was one level apart from Great Divine Power.

From her appearance alone, the blue-dressed young woman seemed gentle and tranquil, yet as profound as the sea itself. Anyone who glanced at her would be captivated by her temperament.

However, it seemed that Hecate was not quite satisfied with the change in her appearance.

[I’ve already told you, soon, when you have fully constructed the magic net, you will be able to adjust freely between the two states.]

[You should be happy. The changes you’re experiencing now are a manifestation of a unique talent and the outward sign of your potential.]

[The last one to possess this ability was the ruler of the Land of Eternal Night, an Ancient God of Great Divine Power.]

With a pout that didn’t quite fit her image, Hecate looked at her changed appearance with a hint of displeasure, although she knew from the tablet that it was a special talent known as Tri-Aspect, Tri-Form.

If she were still at the foot of Mount of the Gods, she might have longed to grow into the likeness of other goddesses, but over the years, she had come to feel that her unaging form was a unique expression of herself.

Just like a god without godhood, to this day, she was the only one.

“What about you, do you also have the ability of Tri-Aspect, Tri-Form?”

As if thinking of something, Hecate asked.

[It depends on how you understand it.]

[I do have it, but my ‘Tri-Aspect’ may be quite different from you all.]

Without any concealment, in fact, whether looking at it from the perspective of the three divine artifacts or from her own perspective, this ‘Tri-Aspect’ indeed existed.

But just like Hecate, who had only revealed two aspects so far, this unique tri-aspect was also still incomplete.

As for how to complete it, that would be a matter for much later.

[Hurry up. When the Divine Kings change, the laws of the present world may transform abruptly.]

[Prepare everything before that happens.]

“Got it, I’ll be ready,” Hecate replied.

Not only had her appearance changed, but her voice had also become much softer, so much so that the same words gave the listeners a different feeling. Hecate glanced at her reflection on the water surface and decided not to meet with others for a while.

The Grand Sorceress Hecate, after all, couldn’t become as frail-looking as Selene.

Days passed by, and as the final upheaval approached, all the deities were making their preparations. On the two Mounts of the Gods, spirits from different factions began to converge.

Until one day, the ten-year agreement came due.

Thus, between Olympus and Mount Othrys, the war of the deities began, and flames of war ignited across the land.