I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

Tony frowned slightly and scratched his head gently with his fingers.

After passing through the Gate of Light and arriving in the Divine Realm, he fell directly into the sea, but it wasn't a big problem.

As a Mediterranean man, he was a skilled swimmer, navigating the rippling blue sea with ease, and found a secluded and tranquil island.

However, the island was so remote that there wasn't a single person in sight.

All around was quiet, with only the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore, bringing a refreshing sea breeze.

Sunlight filters through sparse clouds, casting golden rays onto the island's beach, creating a breathtaking scene where the golden glow reflects off the azure sea.

"Oh dear, ten days have already passed. This can't go on like this." Tony used the [Heavenly King] to skewer a sea fish and grill it over the fire, muttering to himself, "Without convenient things like trains, ships, and airplanes, traveling is really too inconvenient."

"There are no ships around, and although it is the realm of gods, there are no gods to be seen."

"Wouldn't being stuck on this island be a complete waste of time?"

"How about we try calling out to our little brother?"

Tony quickly devoured the fish, and the freshness and delicacy of the seafood instantly captivated his taste buds. The fish bones were also effortlessly spat out.

Looking up at the boundless blue sky, the sun seemed to have been given life, rapidly approaching him.

Time seemed to have quietly slipped into the afternoon.

Beneath the sky of the Divine Realm, the object regarded as the sun is not a star in the real universe, but the sun god Helios himself.

Every day, he would ride four horses forged of flames, pulling the magnificent sun chariot, galloping across the sky from east to west, setting out at dawn and returning at dusk, spreading light to every corner, giving the earth vitality and hope.

Tony had gazed up at this magnificent sight countless times.

I also considered whether I should hitch a ride.

Reality is cruel; the sun is out of reach.

Even Helios, the sun god high above, might not be able to perceive a human's request in this vast universe.

Tony's gaze followed the sun carriage, and he muttered to himself, "It feels somewhat familiar, somewhat like Brother Hyperion's carriage."

That was in the past. He fought with the disobedient Hyperion and was taken into space by the latter's carriage. He spent 120 hours in space, stole the carriage, and turned several asteroids around Earth into magic swords.

"If I steal this sun god's chariot, can I run around freely too?"

With this thought in mind, the next moment, Tony stared at the sun chariot and uttered a sacred incantation: "Chariots on the ground, come toward me."

That was the power he had seized from Phoebus, the son of Ares, the steel god of war in Greek mythology.

It can awaken the worship of Tony as a leader in all "props that speed on the ground," such as horses, carriages, and cars, and command them in a legion-like manner to attack, assault, and rampage.

It can affect tens of thousands of units, and can also arm them with steel armor, armor plates, ramming pins, and blades.

It seems to only affect chariots running on the ground; it's unknown whether it will have any effect on the sun chariot flying in the sky.

The next moment, the sun in the sky seemed to be manipulated by an invisible giant hand, and began to tremble. Its trajectory became chaotic, like a kite with a broken string, drifting aimlessly in the sky.

Upon seeing this, Tony's eyes flashed with excitement. He swung the [Heavenly King] in his hand forcefully and gave a command to the sun chariot in the sky.

"Come over here quickly!"

The light was intense, the heat was intense, the temperature gradually rose, and the sky became brighter and brighter.

Above and below, everything seemed to be swallowed up by endless light, except for the radiant sun, which shone brightly in the sky, illuminating the heavens and earth like a dazzling pearl.

"Ares, why are you using your power to control my chariot!"

Helios's voice was filled with anger and confusion as he brandished his whip, trying to control his out-of-control chariot.

However, everything is irreversible.

boom!

A terrifying heatwave swept across the land in an instant, and the blinding sunlight, like countless sharp blades, rained down, enveloping the entire world.

In an instant, the island where Tony was located seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible fire, turning into ashes that drifted like mist and evaporated in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace.

The sound of water vanished without a trace, leaving only the dried-up sea and numerous aquatic creatures, which, along with the algae at the bottom of the water, withered and turned to dust.

At this moment, it seemed as if only endless flames and light remained between heaven and earth.

"Even if I am shattered to pieces, the sword will never perish! The broken blade will be melted in the furnace again, reforged, and reborn as a new sword. How could such flames destroy me!"

Tony stood in the light, his eyes gleaming with pride and satisfaction. Countless "steel runes" appeared around him, and his defenses continued to increase, forcefully blocking Helios's light and heat.

The number of runes surrounding his body has reached seven hundred.

Helios, pulling on the reins, looked at Tony and was slightly startled: "You're not Ares, you are! How could this be? How could a god-slaying beast appear in the realm of the gods?"

Zheng!

Before Helios could finish speaking, Tony suddenly swung his own demonic sword, "King of Light," which was a manifestation of his soul, his silver arm wreathed with magical power.

The sword flashed like lightning, slicing through the sky.

It points directly to the heart of Helios.

The speed of this strike was beyond the limits of physics and imagination; it was as if time froze and space trembled.

As the god who drives the sun, Helios instinctively tightened the reins in the face of the sudden attack, attempting to urge the four winged horses and the sun chariot they were pulling to evade the attack.

The neighing of those horses was mixed with defiance and fervor, and the scorching breath they exhaled exploded in the air like small tongues of fire. Instead of retreating, they displayed a fervent attitude.

Their eyes were fixed on Tony ahead, showing no intention of dodging.

They only have admiration in their eyes!

Loyalty is all they have on their minds!

"asshole!"

Helios's furious growl shattered the silence. Without further hesitation, he transformed into a dazzling light, deflecting Tony's sword, which was about to slice through space, with incredible speed.

Clang!

A long, sharp metallic clang, like the oldest melody in the universe, echoed in every inch of space.

The light and heat that once enveloped heaven and earth and scorched all things were mercilessly torn apart by this sword, as fragile as thin paper.

As the aftershocks of the sword dissipated, the vast sunlight vanished abruptly, leaving behind only a desolate and utterly dried-up seabed.

At the same time, Helios broke free from his bond with the sun chariot.

In the instant the light was torn apart, the magnificent sun chariot, a symbol of light and power, revealed its true and awe-inspiring form.

The axle, shaft, and wheels were all made of dazzling gold, as if they could illuminate all the darkness in the world.

The spokes on the wheels are silver, as cool and mysterious as moonlight.

The bridle is inlaid with sparkling gems, each one like the most dazzling star in the night sky, shining brightly.

Four winged flame horses, like spirits of fire, pulled the chariot, galloping through the endless void.

"Haha, I can drive this kind of car again!"

Seeing this, Tony quickly stepped forward, skillfully grabbed the reins, and without hesitation sat on the Sun Chariot.

His movements were full of determination and confidence, as if he were the master of this sun chariot.

Wow!

Suddenly, flames erupted from the axle, like the embodiment of the sun's fire, burning with boundless power.

Upon seeing this, Tony was even more excited.

"shelf!"

He eagerly maneuvered the legendary "Sun Chariot" into the air.

The wheels spun rapidly, and the flaming horse flapped its wings and soared high, as if tearing through the shackles of space. In the blink of an eye, it had traversed a distance of ten thousand miles.

Golden flames surged like a tidal wave, spreading out a magnificent sea of ​​fire that engulfed the entire world in its dazzling light.

In this boundless sea of ​​fire, the [Sun Chariot] shines like a dazzling pearl, soaring freely and galloping unrestrained.

Helios watched all this, his chest burning with rage.

Unable to believe that his chariot was being controlled by Tony and flying into the distance, he was filled with resentment and anger, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

He could only watch helplessly as Tony drove his sun chariot away, disappearing into the endless void.

Not a Hibiki: Chapter 113 The Sun Never Sets

At the summit of that mountain range, higher than the clouds, stands a magnificent white-walled palace that inspires awe. It is not only the place closest to the sky in [God's Realm: Troy], but also a sacred place where the gods dwell.

This palace, like a celestial treasure, is breathtaking in its magnificence and sacredness.

The palace is magnificent, with towering roofs that seem to reach even higher than the sky. The marble gleams in the sunlight, adorned with numerous jewels, its brilliance dazzling like the stars.

The seats were arranged neatly.

The gods are enshrined there, their majesty and holiness complementing the palace perfectly.

Among these seats, twelve chairs stand out, upon which sit the twelve Olympian gods, each radiating a different light, like twelve immortal monuments standing tall on this sacred land.

Among these many deities, the most eye-catching is the throne placed in the highest position.

Seated on the throne was a dignified, robust middle-aged man.

It was none other than Zeus, the king of the gods!

His eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could see through everything in the world. His posture was as upright as a pine tree, exuding a kind of awe-inspiring majesty and power.

Around him, all the gods appeared meek and submissive, not daring to be the slightest bit presumptuous.

At this moment, Zeus was scrutinizing the many gods with an unquestionable majesty.

His every move and every word was like a decree from heaven, and no one dared to disobey him.

Three goddesses stood before Zeus, the king of the gods, and their speeches echoed like ancient incantations in the temple of the gods.

Atropos, Clotho, and Lachesis, these three old women, are revered as the "Three Fates [Moirai]". Their figures cast long shadows in the magnificent temple, as if the trajectory of fate intertwined and extended beneath their feet.

"This sign has appeared several times in the past."

Atropos's voice was deep and mysterious, and her gaze seemed to pierce through the mists of time and space, reaching the distant past.

“This is a sign of a ‘beast’ baring its teeth at the gods,” Cloto continued, a hint of worry in her voice. “Day after day, we three sisters have spun and cut the threads of fate, creating a vast tapestry, and today the mark of that ‘beast’ has clearly emerged.”