Chapter 281: Chapter 69: God’s Justice and the Sword_2
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That was Eurynome, as one of the original protagonists of today’s banquet, the Mother Goddess of the Graces, Zeus had granted her the honor to sit in the seat second only to Hera. However, at the moment, this Oceanid was looking at the water screen with an astonished expression.
“Sorry... I’m truly surprised. I never expected to see a person from the Golden Age on the walls of Bronze Humanity’s city!”
“Then again, it might just be a similarity in appearance...”
Her complexion was one of disbelief, but Eurynome soon found an explanation. As Metis’s sister, Eurynome had witnessed the birth of the first generation of humans at Delphi alongside her. She might not remember others, but the very first human was an exception.
“I must be mistaken, perhaps Prometheus intentionally made them resemble that way, I remember their family was quite close to Golden Humanity back in the day. That person looks a bit like the first Golden Human created by the gods—though he should be dead by now.”
“Golden Human...ity?”
Murmuring the name, Zeus felt something was amiss but couldn’t figure out what exactly.
He was about to remind Poseidon to tell his son not to cause too much trouble, to just flood the Mortal Realm with a deluge and avoid this special human, but in the end, Zeus held back his words.
After all, as Poseidon had just mentioned, such an act would come at a great cost, and all this couldn’t be justified only because the Divine King felt uneasy.
Fortunately, it was his son, not himself, who was responsible for the deed. Thus, Zeus relaxed and continued to watch the images before him.
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Outside Aurora City, everything continued.
“I permit you to witness the destruction of your kind, and when the final moment comes, embrace the inevitable death.”
Raising the Divine Artifact, Triton made a judgment like the Principal Gods and did not forget to add a ‘special effect’ for himself.
Under the command of the Trident, water was levitated and formed a massive human image behind him. From a distance, it seemed as if the Deity of the Sea Titans had revealed his true form in the Mortal Realm, ominously overlooking the city on the plain.
Triton was quite pleased with this; the sight was indeed imposing. However, as the seconds and minutes passed, he did not see the Humans on the distant walls kneeling to beg for mercy.
Were they petrified with terror? Frowning, Triton stamped his foot, and was swiftly carried toward Aurora City on the backs of eight Sea Serpents.
As he drew nearer, the giant formed of sea water followed, and soon, Triton’s gaze was no longer obstructed by the city walls, and he could see the scene within the city.
It was much more normal this time; he saw some people running around in confusion, others kneeling to beg, and still others hiding in some temples—but Triton didn’t sense any divine power within those temples, so he didn’t spare them a second glance.
However, compared to the rest, the mortals still on the city walls remained conspicuously unchanged. Narrowing his eyes, Triton observed more carefully to prevent any unexpected occurrences.
“Just like now.”
With a downward sweep of his hand, the sea giant forming behind Triton pressed down as well. This wasn’t any powerful creation, just a simple flow of water, but what might be an overblown joke to deities was an unbearable burden for the walls of mortals.
Triton was curious whether, once the walls upon which this mortal stood collapsed and he struggled for survival in the sea, he would still be able to question him so calmly.
“Just like now, mortals, you are but ants. Your destruction—what is it to you!”
As he spoke the last phrase, Triton couldn’t help but feel surprised by the sudden burst of eloquence. If not for faith, mortals really were beings so inconsequential that gods would not bother to glance at them as they were crushed, he felt his summary was spot on.
Then the next moment, with a loud bang, the giant of sea water exploded. A bronze spear wrapped in golden light flashed by, and Triton dodged instinctively, but he still couldn’t avoid it.
“Ah—”
First startled, then came the intense pain in his shoulder. Amidst his cry of pain, almost as an instinctual reaction, Triton held his trident in front of him.
“Clang—”
“Crack—”
The sound of metal colliding and breaking rang out as Triton, clutching his shoulder, watched in horror as a bronze sword broke in two and fell.
When a mortal object collided with a Divine Artifact, it naturally broke into two pieces, but the numbness in Triton’s right hand told him that had he not been vigilant, that sword may well have pierced his chest.
In that moment, as fear of a narrow escape from death welled up within him, he gripped his trident as though it were the assurance of his life. The Divine Artifact seemed to sense the danger its master faced and enveloped him in a blue halo.
Through the halo, Triton realized what had just happened. The spear and short sword previously in the human’s hands were now gone, and currently, he was taking another sword from someone beside him.
“—Who are you, which deity’s descendant are you, do you realize what you’re doing?”
Speaking deliberately, Triton thought he was being very restrained, but the response that followed finally made him lose his reason.
Because the human simply raised his sword, with a fierce golden flame surging around him.
Son of the Sea Emperor, Triton, who had been so proud before, was now engaging in conversation after feeling pain, why?
“Golden Humanity never fears death.”
“Let’s see if gods fear death.”
Thus, in the next moment, under the incredulous gaze of the humans in the city, and in the presence of sky, earth, sea, and not just one interested deity, Cohen swung his sword again.
The swordplay was unremarkable, but the essence contained within shone even brighter than before.