King of Underworld - Chapter 5



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The Story of Gigantes – (2)

As we hurriedly headed towards Mount Olympus, we saw countless Gigas already flocking to the palace above the clouds.

As he tried to join Zeus, a bright light and loud noise erupted and some of the Gigas that had been swarming him like a swarm of ants were blown away.

Kwarrurung! Kwargwang!

“Creamy!”

“Is this the lightning that Mother was talking about?”

This attack, which just blew away dozens of Gigas, was the thunderbolt of Zeus, Astrape.

And the giant brazier shape that is overturned and spewing out hot heat up there must be the power of Hestia…

Just like the technique from a ninja manga I saw in my past life, the power of Demeter is what makes grass and trees grow and bind the Gigas.

“Hahahaha! You’re really struggling!”

“Try it somewhere else!”

The individual strength was overwhelming, but the battle situation seemed to be even. It was because there were many of them and they were all gods, but there was something else.

The ‘flow’ that acts on the group called Gigantes, not on each individual Gigas.

Because of this, it seems that the gods, even with their overwhelming power, were unable to easily reach a conclusion.

He conveyed his message to Zeus, the blond-haired god who was frowning above the clouds and preparing to strike again.

[Zeus, can you hear me?]

[Brother Hades, how on earth did you end up here in the underworld?]

[I have already dealt with all the Gigas that came to the Underworld. I will take care of the western part of Olympus, so do not throw Astrape towards this side.]

[Thank you, these guys have incredible regenerative and healing powers, so be careful. Olympus is grateful for your help, brother.]

Zeus.. When was it that you used to say “yes, yes” to your big brother? Why are you speaking informally to him now?

Yeah, you rule the sky, right?

I stopped thinking about the annoying youngest and quickly ran across the battlefield.

Let’s focus on using the power of death to delay the recovery of the Gigas and break their ranks. The formation will soon collapse.

“There’s something! Crack!”

“The assassin whose presence cannot be detected, Hades, the god of the underworld that my mother spoke of!”

“Are you saying that all of our brothers who went to the afterlife suffered?!”

As more and more Gigas emerged, attacked and injured by something unseen, they noticed me.

When he takes off his helmet and gives a cold smile to discourage others, they are like die-hard fans who have met a celebrity.

“Hades! I’ll kill you!”

“You little rat!”

I raised one hand to respond to the Gigas who were sending me their warm support for the handsome me, and then put on my Quinae again.

As I disappeared and flew away, a burning oak tree fell to the ground right where I was.

“It’s disappeared again!”

“Come out you punk! Kyaaaaah!”

They are a race of gods who are impatient, simple-minded, and only have strong regenerative powers and strength, but the reason we haven’t won yet is most likely due to fate.

In Greek mythology, when strange things happen, it’s mostly because of fate. I guess I’ll have to talk to Zeus after the battle.

And unlike when they fought in the afterlife, these ones didn’t die easily.

I thought about unleashing my power and wiping them out in large numbers, but since this isn’t the underworld, the power I thought wouldn’t come out.

“Ugh!”

In the end, you have to cut them one by one with a knife.

Leaving behind the blood-spraying Gigas, we set our next target again.

He turned around and went straight through the chest.

I swung my sword wildly for a while. The Gigas also swung flaming oak trees and threw huge rocks at me, but it wasn’t to the extent that I couldn’t dodge them.

Slashing snake legs, stabbing rock-holding arms, dodging Gigas that gauge my position and attack me…

Just when things were starting to get boring, something strange happened in the stagnant battlefield once again.

“What..? The ground is shaking!”

“Is Mother Gaia angry?”

Kookookookookook… So annoying.

A small crack appears on the outskirts of the battlefield and gradually grows larger.

The Gigas, caught up in the heat of battle, only then noticed something strange.

So much so that the rocks move on their own from the slightest vibration.

From the shaking of the grass to the uprooting of a huge oak tree.

The ground began to shake more and more violently, and was now shaking like a madman, upending everything above it.

“Hahahaha! I’m here. Zeus!”

“Poseidon! You came at just the right time!”

An earthquake of this magnitude is clearly a Triaina of Poseidon.

He, the god of the sea, had come to help Olympus by defeating the Gigas that had invaded his domain.

Poseidon’s hearty laughter as he slammed Triaina into the ground echoed throughout Mount Olympus, and the Gigas began to panic.

“Eww!”

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“My body is sinking into the ground! Let’s retreat for now!”

“Damn it, Zeus. We’ll see!”

Many Gigas that had been showing incredible regenerative powers and fighting endurance on the ground temporarily retreated when the massive earthquake made it difficult for them to fight.

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After the fierce battle with the Gigas, I approached Zeus, who was catching his breath and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

I wonder if there is anything more to know about what Mother Gaia has created to drive us out.

He asked a question together with Poseidon in front of Zeus.

“Actually, there was a prophecy, big brother.”

“If it’s a prophecy… from the three goddesses of fate?”

The Moirai, the three goddesses of fate and daughters of Nyx, the goddess of night.

Clotho, who rules over the past, Lachesis, who rules over the present, and Atropos, who creates the future.

The fate determined by the three goddesses in the form of old women was so absolute that not even any god could go against them.

When Clotho pulls out the thread of destiny, Lachesis winds or weaves the thread of destiny to determine the length of life, and when Atropos cuts the thread, life is taken away.

“It was a prophecy that our gods could not win the war unless they borrowed the power of great human heroes.”

“Humans…? Was there such a race?”

“If there is no such race as humans, then we can create one. We should tell Prometheus, who surrendered to us, to create humans in our image.”

“Somehow, those who came to the sea seemed so confident, so maybe they were influenced by the prophecy…”

“And those Gigas are a group of gods who were created when Grandmother conceived them from the blood that came out when Uranus’ genitals were cut off by Cronus.”

“They may not be immortal, but they are the ones who wield the power of the gods. We must also be on guard.”

“Huh… Even so, we can’t compare to the gods of Olympus.”

They all decided to sit down in the Olympian palace and discuss detailed countermeasures.

There were suggestions to go back to the three goddesses of fate and ask them to slightly twist the prophecy, and there were also suggestions to go to Grandmother Gaia and persuade her.

“Let’s first give birth to that human being and think about it.”

“The direction of creating other life forms besides humans..”

“The number of gods is too small. If we continue like this, we will only be defeated.”

“I don’t know when they’ll invade next, but they’ll definitely come in numbers that are incomparable to what they are now.”

Was it around this time that Zeus, who still seemed rational, turned into a crazy rapist?

As for the prophecy of the human hero, as the number of gods was insufficient due to the war, in order to replenish the power… But please, refrain from incest.

The meeting was getting longer and longer, and I was talking to some other gods, but someone stopped me as I was about to leave for the underground again.

“Hades, come this way for a moment.”

I turned my head, following the small hand that was pulling at my collar, and there was a little goddess.

Hestia, the goddess of home and hearth, with short brown hair that suits her well.

She watched me as she stirred the pile of firewood in the brazier with a poker.

What’s going on with her, who sits in a corner and doesn’t express much opinion even at the council of gods?

I looked around for a moment and then carefully sat down next to him.

“I wonder if it would be possible to make a brazier in the afterlife as well?”

The afterlife and the furnace, what an unlikely combination.

Regardless of personal preference, this is an act of encroaching on the territory of another god.

The Hestia I have observed is certainly not a thoughtless or rude god.

What on earth was she thinking, taking her symbol of family protection to the afterlife?

I looked at Hestia with a puzzled look and she spoke shyly.

“That’s… You said that you would create life forms other than our gods?”

Yes, because you said you need human heroes to win the war.

In order to sustain human survival, many other life forms will be created.

“Zeus hates having his authority challenged, so any newly created life wouldn’t be immortal, right?”

Of course, that would be so. Zeus is our leader, being the king of the gods who rules over the sky and all.

I’m not really interested in power, but Poseidon seemed to have quite a bit of resentment.

The new creatures would most likely be created as mortals without immortality who could not threaten Zeus’ authority.

It was like that in the original myth, so it won’t be much different here.

“Then from now on, your people will increase, and I want to comfort even a little the poor souls who have gone to the afterlife who are trembling in fear.”

We do not experience death.

The Greek gods may not be perfect absolutes, but they are at least immortal.

But she is a gentle and soft goddess, a goddess who is closer to reward than punishment, and to sympathy than indifference.

Hestia, who felt sympathy for the trees swept away by the earthquake created by Poseidon, seems to have been struck by the thought of the death of living things.

“How about just the entrance? Even if you lose all your memories in the River Lethe, the fear of the afterlife will be engraved in your soul.”

The god of wisdom clasped his hands together and asked me to do something when I showed signs of worry.

Yeah, well, it wouldn’t matter as long as it’s the entrance to the underworld outside the castle.

As I slowly nod my head, a blush appears on her face and she smiles brightly.

“Thank you for listening to my request. Next time, I will visit the afterlife myself and make a brazier for you.”

The afterlife may not be as bleak as we thought.

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