Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

The price Krydella mentioned was practically tailor-made for her.

"Crydella, what exactly do you want to do?"

Ever since Cerdyla obtained the fire of the law, Hathaway felt that the king before her was becoming more and more unfamiliar.

Everything seemed to change from that moment on. For the first time, Crydela dismissed her inseparable companion, Heather, and the first crack appeared in their once close relationship.

In the days that followed, Krydera became even more brutal and greedy in Hathaway's eyes, with five hundred Golden Bloods losing their lives for a mere trial. The iron-fisted politics turned Ohma into a meat grinder of war, constantly conquering and seizing territory while countless vibrant lives were forever extinguished.

"By offering an equivalent tribute, I can rewrite the laws of this world with my own will. Good can become evil, ugliness can become beauty, weakness can become strength..."

The blue flames on Kerudela's crown burned fiercely.

"Rewriting a law comes at the cost of a demigod's life. As for your question, the answer is obvious. This world has already submitted to my rule. The next stop is the endless stars beyond the heavens. I only need to pay a negligible price. Without relying on divine power from beyond the heavens, conquering the stars is just a matter of a snap of my fingers."

Hathaway's anger was completely ignited by Crydella's arrogance.

"So many lives have been lost for your ambition, for the fire of Tarranton, and yet you are still not satisfied?"

Kerudela replied to Heather with a firm tone.

"My mind is made up. Onphalus will stand proudly atop the stars!"

"Incomprehensible. You think you can excuse your atrocities with a few empty words of hypocrisy!"

Kerudela sighed and turned to look at the magnificent vortex of creation.

"【No destruction, no construction】—this is what you call atrocity. Ironically, it is also the iron law of Onphalus’s rapid change. In the long and beautiful Golden Age, people lived in peace and contentment, and the world was peaceful. Countless people dreamed of returning to that wonderful era."

"Isn't that good enough? The world today is filled with the roar of iron and blood. Is this the world you've been looking for? Answer me, Ceryldra."

Krystra shook her head.

"No ruler likes to see meaningless sacrifices. But progress is always accompanied by contradictions, and extremely intense contradictions are often accompanied by iron and blood."

The scepter points to the twelve constellations at the center of the cosmic vortex, each representing one of the twelve powers of the twelve Titans, the greatest beings in the world.

That is the core of Onphalus, and also the core of all the contradictions and vortexes in this world.

The journey to seek fire is precisely to resolve the greatest conflict in the world of Onpharos.

“Ever since Tirispeius brought me the oracle of fire, destiny has decreed that the burning golden blood of the Golden Blood will be the light illuminating the dark ages to come. Without my iron and blood, people will succumb to the manipulation of the Senate.”

"But now it seems that your journey is even more unbearable than that of the Senate: bloody, brutal, and oppressive. You have simply inflicted their darkness on the people a hundred times greater."

Cerberus was also enraged. You could call her cruel and bloodthirsty, but what right did those filthy insects in the Senate have to compare themselves to her?

Chapter 269 Negotiation

"Then see for yourself! Go to the library I built, or seek out rumors in the streets and alleys—see Caesar's life of shattering the old laws and forging the new, see what my conquests brought to this world. I cleansed the filth of the Golden Wars, mended all the divisions of the world since the beginning of the Warring States period; I restored the authority of Ohmar, allowing mortals and the Golden Children to stand equally on the platform of the Senate; I punished all evil and praised all merit. It was I who shattered the shackles of Tarranton, united the people to save themselves, and ushered in the Age of Fire Chaser. These few words encapsulate Caesar's glorious life. So now, listen carefully to my last words: History will one day forget Cerlydra, but it will never forget Caesar's people—and the Age of Fire Chaser that she ushered in!"

After Ceredra finished speaking, she looked proudly at her former close companion.

"Last words?"

"Onphalus is on the verge of destruction and can no longer tolerate pointless arguments. For this war of salvation, I must overthrow only one 'law,' and offer only one demigod! Helequura, in the name of Caesar, I command you one last time: sacrifice yourself for conquest, or plunge your sword into the heart of a tyrant."

Zeus, watching this confrontation from high above, wore a pleased expression.

“Ceredra, Ceredra, it seems that two choices have been given, but in reality, you already have the answer in your heart.”

The next moment, the sword that had once protected Caesar Cerus slid across the chest of this legendary monarch, marking the end of her life. Her impassioned final address was thus completed. In her final moments, as she ascended the altar, she entrusted the decision of fate to her most loyal subjects, just as she had sworn to her people when she first stepped onto the battlefield: "I have given you my golden blood. Now, brave comrades, follow me and become masters of your own destiny!"

For a period of time after Caesar's death, there were many different opinions, but eventually, with the passage of time, the memory of Caesar himself disappeared from the public consciousness.

On his final moments, Caesar, unable to bear seeing his former companion so desolate, departed in sorrow, leaving Crydra alone in the heart of the vortex of creation to reflect on her magnificent life.

As Hessin stepped out of the vortex of creation, a thunderclap suddenly resounded in the clear sky of Onphalos, the magnificent sound covering the entire continent. Later bards sang of this as the grand ceremony marking the fall of the legendary king Caesar Cerydra in the heavens and earth of Onphalos.

"What, my master? Did you come here specifically to enjoy Caesar's ugliness?"

"No, according to the agreement, Ceredra, everything you have belongs to me. Your casual relinquishment of your life without my permission is an infringement upon my sacred property."

Crydela looked at the Law Fire that had returned to its place and smiled helplessly, admitting her mistake for the first time in her life.

“I’m so sorry, my master, Caesar Clyde’s life has been given to Onphalus.”

Then he closed his eyes, and his noble and majestic body dissipated in the wind.

......

In the blink of an eye, Cerberus opened her eyes again.

Sunshine, flowers, and earth—everything was like a fairyland.

"I am already dead, and according to the rules, my soul should return to the underworld. Is the cold and gloomy underworld that people talk about really such a paradise?"

“No, Chrysdra, this is my courtyard. Since you are the place where my property is stored, it is naturally not the so-called underworld.”

Feeling her new body, Ceride looked around with great curiosity. The coldness of death did not frighten this legendary monarch, but no one liked the silence and darkness.

"Even death retreats before you, Zeus the prophet, master of Caesar."

......

With the fall of Caesar Cerydra, a tremendous change occurred in Omphalus. The Senate, which had been secretly plotting and eager to seize power, reacted most violently. If Athena had not intervened behind the scenes, they would have immediately seized control of the entire Omphalus through Cerydra's system.

On the night Cerydra closed her eyes, just as Aglaia was gazing at the full moon in the sky, Zeus appeared behind her.

"You have finally arrived, great Zeus."

Aglaia is not only the successor to the journey of fire secretly chosen by Caesar, but also a disciple carefully nurtured by Athena.

Long before Caesar Cerydra embarked on her journey of iron and blood, Athena used her wisdom to foresee her ultimate fate. Under her careful guidance, Aglaia became the next leader who could succeed Caesar and shoulder the great responsibility.

"Lady Athena has mentioned you to me several times."

Zeus is an indispensable core figure in Greek culture, and Athena did not deliberately conceal it; Zeus's glory in this world was taught to Aglaia by Athena as a teaching material.

Born into a family of tailors, Aglaia understands that the core of the vast world is the mighty and majestic Zeus, as described by Athena, which gives Aglaia great expectations of Zeus.

Looking at the god before her, handsome and strong, with an extraordinary temperament, everything about him was exactly as Aglaia had imagined.

Zeus took out the chess piece that Cerydra had given him, which was still burning with the same blue flames as those on Caesar's crown.

Aglaia accepted the chess piece from Zeus with a serious expression.

"Aglaia, the journey of chasing fire from now on is in your hands."

"We will certainly not let you down."

"I will stay in Ohmma for a while. If you have any problems that you can't solve, come to me."

"Yes, Lord Zeus."

Krydella's journey to seek fire has officially ended in failure, and her death has reignited the Golden War, which was on the verge of ending.

......

Meanwhile, at the Black Tower space station in Onfaros.

Standing in front of the simulated universe, Black Tower, Ruan Mei, Stephen, and Screw Gumu backed up the data of the simulated universe and then cleared all the data on the original server.

"Everything is ready, Venerable Master, I'm coming!"

Then all the machines began to roar, and the path to an audience with the Venerable Sirius appeared before everyone's eyes. Black Tower alone still stepped onto that path.

Before long, a terrifying sense of suffocation enveloped everyone on the Black Tower Space Station, but no one was surprised. The Silent Lord, Polka Kakamu, was said to be involved in the deaths of many Club members, including Rupert, the mechanical emperor who once mastered the anti-organic equation, who died at her hands.

“Ms. Polka Kakamu, there’s no need for that. You understand that we are not your target.”

The geniuses are a reflection of the wise monk's thoughts, while the powerful Polka Kakamo, who wields the omnipotent domain of knowledge, represents the wise monk's most conservative and exclusive side.

She killed several geniuses, but in essence, it was just that her conservative ideas suppressed her radical thinking.

The Black Tower represents a completely new and radical idea. Before the erudite Venerable reaches a conclusion, the Omniscient Domain that allows her to roam the universe cannot be effective for these individuals.

"Let's wait quietly for the result, ma'am."

......

The Black Tower is on its journey of audience, built upon the collective computing power of all its members.

The lightning on his forehead brought forth endless brilliance.

"Honestly, it's like she's trying so hard to prove to everyone that I'm your property!"

As the radiance transformed into a stream of light that enveloped the entire Black Tower, the Wisdom Star God, the Venerable Master of Knowledge, appeared before it.

"Big mechanical head, I'm here to negotiate with you."

Bo Shizun's huge red "eye" flashed, indicating that he accepted the Black Tower's invitation to negotiate.

"The pursuit of knowledge is the core driving force of 'intelligence,' but that irresponsible fellow Zandal's design had a flaw, setting the weight of the pursuit of knowledge too high. That's how you came to be, the God of Wisdom, the Venerable One of Knowledge. You regard all the unknowns in the universe as your own territory, allowing only you to explore the 'unknown' and enjoy the entire process of 'the pursuit of knowledge' alone. All the discoveries of geniuses are merely things you already know."

The lightning on the black tower's forehead flashed once more.

"However, the appearance of Zeus shattered this. A completely new alien world, life forms entirely different from this universe, and in an instant, countless unknowns flooded into your vision. Even if you could complete the calculations and 'seek knowledge' in an instant, as the known theory suggests, there are countless worlds besides our Tree Sea universe, which means countless 'unknowns'."

The erudite monk flashed once more, acknowledging the Black Tower's explanation.

"Therefore, I am here to negotiate with you on behalf of Zeus, as requested by him. Zeus will grant you some of the power and coordinates to link the new world to satisfy your thirst for knowledge. In return, you must lift the confinement and allow other people in the world to explore the unknown."

This time, Boshizun did not give an immediate reply, while Polka Kakamu in the outside world sensed a violent turbulence in his Omniscient Domain.

"It seems that the learned Venerable is hesitating; there's an opportunity!"

Polka Kaka looked at the rest of the group with a fierce gaze.

"It seems I still can't completely convince you? Greed is truly amazing; even the Star God can't escape it."

"Venerable One, our universe of trees and seas is indeed vast and boundless, but compared to the 'ocean' beyond this world, it is but a mere wave. In the future, Zeus intends to create an ark capable of sailing on that world's sea, and you will be invited to serve as the eyes that observe the world."

With this significant offer, Bo Shizun immediately agreed to Black Tower's request.

Polka Kaka's omniscient domain instantly shrank to an extremely narrow range.

“Ms. Polka Kakamu, it seems we have won. You may go back now.”

Polka Kaka snorted coldly, turned around and disappeared from the Black Tower Space Station.

From then on, the erudite sage gradually loosened the restrictions on people's "seeking knowledge," and the Silent Lord Polka Kaka never appeared in the eyes of the world again.

Zandal, who was secretly manipulating the imperial scepter, also learned of this good news in the near future.

Chapter 270 Saifeier and Aglaia

In the days that followed, Zeus, clad in black robes, stayed by Aglaia's side, during which time he witnessed nearly a hundred suicide attempts by the purgers of the Senate.

"They've gone mad! Those power-blinded lunatics in the Senate, do they really want to extinguish the Fire Chasing Journey?"

Although ordinary people, and even some lower-class members of the Golden Clan, were resistant to the Fire Chase due to Caesar's iron-fisted politics, the Senate, which had access to key information, could not possibly be unaware that the Fire Chase was an inevitable path.

"To return to the Golden Age and deceive the people with such a colossal lie, are those people so desperate for power that they've gone mad?"

Even with her good manners and Athena's guidance, Aglaia couldn't help but start complaining after experiencing such a series of assassination attempts.

After a while, Aglaia calmed herself down and turned to look at Zeus, who was dressed in a black robe.

"I'm sorry, Lord Zeus, you've seen the bad side of things."

Even with her attempts to conceal it, Aglaia's exhaustion was still hard to hide.

The most recent assassination attempt took place in Aglaia's tailor shop, the last memento her parents left her before their deaths, and one of her few anchor points. Although the assassin was turned to ashes by lightning as soon as he showed his face, without leaving a trace of blood, Aglaia was still extremely angry about it.

"Do you need my help, Aya?"

Two blushes appeared on Aglaia's cheeks.

"Yes, I beg you, Lord Zeus."

Aglaia leaned against Zeus's chest, and Zeus stroked her dazzling golden hair with his broad hands. Only at this moment could Aglaia feel a hard-won sense of peace and tranquility, as well as a long-lost warmth.

“Aya, I need you to come with me to the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden.”

Aglaia had complete trust in Zeus and, without much explanation, immediately agreed to his request.

......

Subsequently, despite Aglaia's strong opposition, the proposal to suspend the Fire Chase was still passed by the council. The Golden Blood, now without the suppression of Crydela, also started fighting again over the remaining sparks of fire, and the gradually disappearing Golden War once again swept across the entire Onpharos.

Aglaia then went with Zeus to the Garden of the Gods. With Zeus's help, Meneta gave Aglaia the flame of romance and love, while she herself was reshaped by lightning and became a real flesh and blood life form that transcended data.

With the power of "romance," Aglaia can monitor the entire Ohma region using Meneta's golden threads.