Greek Mythology: I open a treasure chest at Olympus

Chapter 98: All the stars belong to me, like the Primordial God

Chapter 98: All the stars belong to me, like the Primordial God

Chapter 98: All the stars belong to me, like the Primordial God

The boundless starry sky was deep and dark.

But in this boundless darkness, a bright star shone brilliantly, like a grain of pearl embedded in a long black dress, glittering.

Apollo stood in the middle of the starry sky, golden eyes deep and solemn, looking around the stars.

A burst of brilliant light bloomed on him.

More vast than the sky, brighter than the stars.

Like a small blazing sun in the void, blooming spots of light, terrifying light storm-like, instantly spread throughout the starry sky.

Watching this scene, Astraeus, Lord of stars, had a serious face, and his starry eyes were full of sighs.

“Such power, he is not far from the Primordial realm.”

Astraeus said with a gloomy face.

As the master of the starry sky, the ruler of one side of the divine system, in terms of his rank alone, he was not inferior to Zeus, Poseidon, and Hade’s three brothers.

Already reached the degree of the ninth rank of the divine Lord.

But he also understood that if there was no special opportunity, life was not possible to step forward a trace.

One was the bloodline had reached its limit.

The second was the difficulty of becoming a Primordial God, which was beyond the imagination of all gods.

“It is not the world that makes the Primordial God, but the Primordial God that makes up the world.”

“The so-called priesthood and authority are just the branch evolution of the power of the origin of world in the Primordial world. Except for a few special powers such as the authority of the King of Gods, other powers are children’s toys and jokes in front of the Primordial God.”

“I am the Lord of Stars, the master of starry sky. But I can only invoke the power of stars and cannot become the stars themselves.”

“Just like mortal kings can rule a country and invoke the power of that country, but can they create the people and land of a country out of thin air? The difference in difficulty is too great.”

“But why did this young god, so quickly, reach such an achievement?”

The Lord of Stars sighed lightly in his heart as if the dying old man saw an outstanding descendant surpassing himself, shattering the glorious era once created by him with emotion and suddenly mobilizing the power of stars.

In the earth, sea, and underworld, all the gods and mortal creatures astonished gaze, overhead nearly endless bright starry sky, suddenly a group of stars with the vibration.

A star seemed to be ignited, with a brilliant light, in the vast sky emitting a dream-like dazzling brilliance.

And in the center of the convergence of the power of the stars, a magnificent golden sun also gradually rose.

Splendid light, blinking to cover the sky, the vast universe was illuminated as if daylight, endless light, and heat, shining on the earth and sea every life.

In Delphi’s majestic temple of light, the beautiful and serene priestess was devoutly sacrificing to the gods, clear eyes suddenly eyelashes fluttering, excited and admiringly gazing through the window at the sky of light, and then out to gather the crowd.

In the Royal Palace of Crete, the King, who was still discussing political affairs with his ministers late at night, suddenly trembled and fell to his knees in the splendor of the sky, murmuring the name belonging to the light.

In the gladiatorial arena of Sparta, two young warriors who were fighting for their lives suddenly put down their swords and shields, waved their arms, bathed in the golden light of the sky, and then looked at each other with less killing intent when they looked back at each other, and suddenly embraced each other.

In the land of Amazon, fierce folk, women who believed in the Goddess of hunting, a symbol of nature’s cruelty, stopped hunting and gazed at the sky with excited eyes.

In the Peloponnese, a sleeping deer, bewildered by the warmth from the sky, felt the soothing massage of a hand and ran freely through the endless woods with its hooves spread out.

In the vast ocean, azure waves rolled up, and a large fish happily leaped out of the sea in the waves to pounce on the brightness above. Even if they would soon fall back into the water, the warmth of that moment was blissful for them.

The golden light and heat shone on them.

Light was warmth, beauty, and hope.

Countless prayers praised the light from the earth and sea, forming a cloud of milky white light of faith flying towards the depths of stars.

In Olympus, whether he was the King of God and Queen of Gods sitting high on the throne, or the Main God and Ordinary Gods, or the lowest nymphs and divine servants.

All also raised their eyes, gazing at the sky covered by light.

In the light of countless gazes, Apollo’s aura climbed up, and his divine power reached the ninth rank of the divine Lord at this moment.

At the same time, he took out the remaining nine drops of Zeus star quench and calmly drank it into his body.

Boom!

A majestic sound like the opening of heaven and earth suddenly echoed in Apollo’s body.

Inside the stars that were covered with light outside, Astraeus and the many star gods felt a vast attraction, constantly drawing the light of stars.

The millions of bright starlight changed into a torrent in the boundless starry sky.

At the other end of the torrent, countless brilliant starlight also emerged.

It was a small burning sun, fireball-like, hovering in a seemingly illusory and real void, an endless number.

Next to these small suns, there were many tiny stars of varying colors, slowly rotating while also rotating around the nearby small suns.

Next to these small stars, most of them still had smaller stars, which emitted a low-cold silver-white brilliance under the reflection of the blazing sun in the middle and revolved around the small stars.

Suns, stars, and small stars form a self-contained system of galaxies.

And the endless number of small suns was composed of endless small galaxies.

Countless galaxies surrounded each other and formed a huge whirlpool, like a ribbon or a disc.

Rivers of stars ran in the midst of vastness.

But outside this huge whirlpool, there were still other galaxies. They were so rare in number that it was difficult to form a whirlpool of the same size.

“But one day, this starry sky, which is still in its infancy, will have countless river systems and become a truly vast universe.”

Feeling the starry sky that had multiplied within his body, Apollo’s voice was low.

Suddenly, he cut off the connection with the power of the stars outside.

Naturally, infinite starlight erupted within his body.

The huge brightness that covered the sky dimmed down and was replaced by countless bright stars that flashed brilliantly in the sky.

A handsome human portrait was formed, and the divine aura was awe-inspiring as he looked down on the vast expanse of the earth.

“This face… He is Lord Apollo.”

Seeing this scene, the gods from all over the world, their expressions were both surprised and unsurprised.

What was surprising about this portrait was made up of stars.

What was not surprising was that the portrait was composed of Apollo’s appearance.

As early as the sky-blinding brightness emerged, the gods realized that only this vice-ruler of the divine court could create such a scene.

Just at the moment that the portrait made of stars emerged.

In front of Delphi’s temple, the priestess Thekasha, who was organizing the prayers of the mortals, suddenly burst into flames with her golden fighting aura.

In the human portrait that emerged in the sky, there was a small area directly above her head, blooming with the light of other areas.

Bright starlight descended on her body.

The golden anger gradually transformed, and the light of the stars filled her body, meeting the stars in the sky.

“Priestess Thekasha has been promoted; this is the gift of the God of light!”

Many believers below called out, gazing at the starry sky with devout and excited eyes, their right fists lightly tapping on their eyebrows.

“Great God of light, you are the brightest star in the vast sky, you are the Lord of mercy and discernment, and you are the King of Gods, the protector of the vast universe and all life…”

“Your light spreads all over the past and the future, walking in the sky and on the earth…”

In a burst of prayer, Thekasha’s wonderful figure slowly surged majestically under the light of stars.

It’s not just her; at the same time, there were a lot of golden fighting spirits all over the world burning up, resonating with the stars in the starry sky.

In that handsome human portrait, a star field was lit up, forming a pattern.

There were graceful and delicate maidens for the mighty and majestic lions, crystalline and plump treasure vases, and strange crabs.

Along with the blooming of many stars, Apollo’s body’s vast aura was suddenly becoming more and more majestic.

Standing in the sky, his golden figure was like a boundless starry sky, enveloped in the world above.

The endless power of the Etheric Divine Body swept through the entire world like a tidal wave.

In the majestic palaces deep in the earth, in the dark realm of Underworld, and in the endless Abyss of the deepest darkness, several magnificent figures gazed into the starry sky with astonishment and amazement in their eyes.

“A breath that is comparable to the Primordial… But this is not the real Primordial; his body does not have the aura of the world’s root.”

Earth Mother Gaea, wearing an earthy yellow dress, her beautiful cheeks close to wrinkled, with doubt and incredulity, gazed deadly at the endless starry sky.

Next to her, Uranus, who was once again firmly bound by countless chains, suddenly sneered.

“The so-called Primordial is just a transition to the supreme; the root of the world may not be necessary to ascend to the supreme. Gaea, what you are trying to do is a mistake in the first place.”

Feeling the sneer in Uranus’ voice, the face of Gaea suddenly chilled, and her white arm waved.

A vine ruthlessly smacked at Uranus, leaving a bloodstain on his body.

But the smile on this Primordial King of God’s face became more and more thick.

“Gaea, you will fail after all!”