I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

The strength of the gods of disobedience does not lie in how powerful or great they are in mythology, nor in how widely their beliefs spread. The key to their strength lies in whether they possess an unshakable self.

The strength of God is directly proportional to the strength of self-awareness.

Most of the disobedient gods are stronger than the god-slayers.

At least numerically.

The gods who received their names and myths would not overstep their bounds, whether bestowing favors upon people or retaliating against them, they would not exceed the scope of their duties.

Therefore, people can respond to God's threats or blessings.

If any god wishes to transcend the meaning represented by their name and their mythology, they would need to return to the beginning, to a time before they were bound by mythology.

Such a god is called a "disobedient god".

However, the gods residing in the [Divine Realm] did not violate the mythology at all!

The strength of a god in the divine realm depends entirely on his name and his own mythology.

In short, the power of a god in the divine realm depends entirely on their own divine status.

Then naturally, there will be gods who are excessively strong and gods who are excessively weak.

Defeating a weak god would be considered an "unequal" battle, and one would not be able to usurp the other's power.

In short —

Go and challenge the strong.

"Therefore, he is the one who 'kills' gods, not the one who 'slays' gods."

Mingxian felt he needed to choose his prey carefully.

Golden runes appeared in his pupils. Mingxian glanced at the god riding a chariot in the sky and immediately discerned the god's divine nature.

"Helios".

That's the sun god from Greek mythology.

This is a world that evolved from Greek mythology!

"First find Tony and Roho, then find a few gods who are dissatisfied with Zeus, and together we'll storm Mount Olympus and end that old ○ horse's rule!"

Mingxian thought about it for a moment and then made a decision happily.

Let's assemble the team first.

"Radiant me, invincible me, the eternal destiny that granted me creation, pursue the wicked from behind, and lead the righteous to the front, chant my name, and let it become the spell of victory!"

A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, and the zither music vanished from its spot in an instant.

Transform into a wisp of wind, following the pull of fate, heading towards the one who longs for you... This is how it should be.

"Come, Ares, God of War, God with the bronze body! If you have not forgotten your friendship with the goddess of beauty, come quickly to lend me your strength!"

Such cries for help rang in my ears, even drowning out other calls.

"Who?"

The wind direction has changed.

Not Hibiki: Chapter 110 The Goddess of Beauty and the Goddess of Fury

It was a port city situated on a vast, boundless coastline.

Hundreds of houses are closely connected, each built with ancient bricks that have been exposed to the sun and rain, and are arranged in a staggered manner, as if they are immortal witnesses between the sea and the land.

As the sun sets, its afterglow spills onto these mottled brick walls, the golden light intertwining with the traces of history to create a series of captivating scenes.

This is a coastal city, and the docks are filled with dozens of small wooden boats.

Although these boats appear rather rudimentary by modern standards, they carry the dreams and hopes of generations of fishermen and travelers, navigating the turbulent seas relentlessly.

As dawn breaks or dusk falls, the sounds of boatmen rowing busily and fishermen singing joyfully can be heard, weaving together to create moving melodies that echo across this azure sea.

But not today.

Today, all that can be heard is the sound of battle cries!

At this moment, countless soldiers on the warship held all kinds of weapons, their eyes flashing with fanaticism and determination.

Among these valiant warriors were even several demigod heroes radiating divine brilliance, who formed an army and charged toward one man.

This conflict was not a war in the true sense, but a one-sided massacre.

May justice befall you!

In an instant, an invisible force surged like a tide, stunning all the soldiers so that they were unable to move.

Whether they were weak soldiers or powerful demigod heroes, they all fell to the ground in an instant.

Their bodies trembled and convulsed before finally settling into stillness, as if some mysterious force had stripped them of their life force.

blah blah-

Footsteps echoed as a stunningly beautiful figure strolled among them.

"Hehehe..."

Her silvery laughter was like a spring breeze, yet it carried a chilling undertone.

"Aside from his face, he's really good for nothing."

After saying this, she lightly leaped over the fallen legion, like a swallow skimming the waves, and finally landed on the distant sea.

Its pure white wings spread out, floating in the air, like a swan dancing gracefully on a lake.

Her hair was a rare icy blue, as pure and cold as an Arctic glacier, flowing down her back. With every movement, her hair swayed gently, like a flowing glacier, exuding a chilling aura.

She wore an exquisite black mask that covered most of her face, even obscuring her eyes.

She wore a bright red dress, the cut of which not only showcased her curves but also exuded nobility and elegance.

The bright red color contrasted sharply with her icy blue hair, making her presence even stronger, like a flame burning in the cold night, illuminating everything around her.

A mocking smile played on her lips, as if she were laughing at the world's ignorance and stupidity, or perhaps hinting at some secret within her heart.

She gazed at the golden goddess and said slowly, "I've found you, Aphrodite."

"Nemesis! Why are you chasing me?"

Aphrodite's hair, like flowing gold threads, each strand shimmering with the sun's radiance, was skillfully woven into intricate braids, occasionally adorned with a few white flowers that emitted a faint fragrance, perfectly complementing the pure white of her headdress.

Her eyes, like deep emeralds, exuded an indescribable charm. Whenever she gazed at someone, that person seemed to be captivated by her eyes, unable to extricate themselves.

The white top was well-tailored and hugged her perfect figure.

The clothes were made of a light and breathable material, swaying gently with her every movement, as if even the air itself became softer because of her beauty.

Her pink dress was light and airy, like spring petals dancing in the breeze.

The skirt was embroidered with exquisite patterns that shimmered in the sunlight, as if they were alive.

The dress's color transitions from light pink to dark pink, creating distinct layers that showcase both her gentleness and her authority as a goddess.

The jade belt around her waist possessed a wondrous allure.

"I just want to stop you from doing bad things."

Nemesis's lips curled into a charming smile.

Although her eyes were covered by an eye patch, her gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, fixed intently on the jade belt around Aphrodite's waist, as if examining a precious work of art.

Aphrodite, with an arrogant and pretentious demeanor, spoke with disdain and provocation: "What do you mean by bad things? I'm just tired of the bloody and sweaty war and want to breathe the air on the ground."

Nemesis was not swayed by her words; she simply glanced indifferently at the ball of light behind Aphrodite.

The ball of light was twisted and eerie, like a rift in spacetime, tightly connecting two completely different worlds.

That is the gateway connecting to the earth.

An existence that should not exist in the realm of gods.

Nemesis shook his head slightly, as if lamenting the cruel twist of fate: "Aphrodite, you must understand that your actions may inflict irreparable damage on the realm of the gods."

"That door was opened by the beasts of calamity on earth!"

"With your feeble strength, going to the earth will only result in being torn apart by the beast of calamity!"

Aphrodite raised her neck like a proud swan, "I am a goddess, how dare a mere mortal on earth overstep my bounds?"

"Just as Athena said, his head is empty."

Menesius's lips curled into a mocking smile, and his body twisted instantly, transforming into a giant serpent stretching for a kilometer, its scales shimmering with a dark luster, exuding a deadly allure, as he lunged at the frail Aphrodite.

She possesses the power of transformation, sometimes turning into a ferocious beast, sometimes flapping her wings into a bird, freely traversing between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Nemesis, in the form of this giant serpent, was about to completely devour Aphrodite.

"Come, Ares, God of War, God with the bronze body! If you have not forgotten your bond with the goddess of beauty, come quickly to lend me your strength!"

Aphrodite's voice was soft yet carried an undeniable firmness, and her body radiated a rose-colored glow.

That is the color of love, pure and passionate.

She used her powers to send out distress signals to other gods, the light seemingly containing endless pleas and hopes.

However, Ares did not arrive as expected.

The sky remained silent.

A chill ran through Aphrodite's heart.

puff!

A dizzying, weightless feeling filled my head.

The giant serpent that Menesus transformed into had a tail like a flexible rope; with a gentle coil, it trapped Aphrodite within it.

"Heh, as a vengeful goddess, I've always been wary of your 'Belt of Friendship'."

"Whoa!"

Aphrodite's face paled; her once beautiful eyes, which had dimmed the stars and made everything else lose its color, were now filled with unprecedented fear and despair.

Menes, however, seemed unusually excited, like a bloodthirsty hunter, immersed in the joy of this hunting game.