Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 1013 - 425: Moya and the Goddess of Beauty’s Past_2
Chapter 1013: Chapter 425: Moya and the Goddess of Beauty’s Past_2
They are kings, they are generals; they can also be commoners, or even beggars.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, one day she awoke alone on a tall mountain, Aphrodite looked at the sun in the sky, and the Goddess of Beauty, as if awakening from a dream, made up her mind.
In this world, others are unreliable, only oneself can be depended on.
She could use her beauty as a weapon, but it absolutely could not be her only weapon.
She must make a change… And when the Goddess of Beauty reflected on the past, she was pleasantly surprised to find that a path unknown to many had actually lain in her palm for a very long time.
Thank you to the God of Sun, Helios, although he is no longer here, the amusing tales he used to share to make the beauty laugh in bed are still remembered by Aphrodite.
Aside from the secrets seen by him during his daily patrols of the sky, the Goddess of Beauty also heard from Helios an uncertain tale.
A drastic change had taken place in Tartarus, where it was no longer a place of confusion for All Gods
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Clang——
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Spontaneously combusting without fire, in the vast underground space, accompanying the arrival of Aphrodite, the hanging lanterns one by one lit up.
Without a moment’s pause, the Goddess of Beauty continued forward. The door behind her also automatically closed by itself, cutting off the underground palace’s connection with the outside world.
She threaded through the narrow corridor, and on both sides of Aphrodite, at intervals, there were doorways.
Occasional rustling noises could be heard occasionally from them, like murmurs, and also like howls.
However, the Goddess of Beauty turned a deaf ear and just continued forward.
After an unknown amount of time, the space in front of her suddenly opened up. Waves of heat and blinding red light assaulted her face, causing Aphrodite to summon a bit of divine power to protect herself.
The next moment, an ancient altar made of giant stones appeared at the end of her line of sight. And near the altar, there was a bubbling magma lake.
Intense power radiated from it, and even some fragments of rules vastly different from the material world lingered above it.
Unstopping in her steps, Aphrodite walked towards the site of the magma lake. And as if sensing her arrival, the surface of the lake slightly rippled.
Amid the bubbling froth, two creatures with beast hooves, bat wings, goat horns, and long tails emerged, their charming yet delicate faces filled with fear and submission.
“We welcome Your Highness—”
The voices were neat and crisp, with a hint of allure concealed within them.
And looking at the scene before her, a faint smile hung on the lips of Aphrodite.
She did not know after how many failures she finally achieved a result that she was barely satisfied with. Although it still wasn’t perfect, with her current strength, this was all she could do.
“This is not your concern now, you two may leave.”
Speaking indifferently, Aphrodite gestured to the two nymphs who were once born in the sea of flowers before her temple to leave.
They were temporarily not needed here because their abilities were insufficient to understand her deeper secrets.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
The firelight flickered, and upon hearing the command, the two bowed simultaneously before the space before Aphrodite cleared, leaving no creature besides the Goddess of Beauty.
Swoosh…
Her fingers traced the ancient altar, and with a light sigh, the Goddess of Beauty slowly approached.
At this moment, looking at this place which she had visited countless times, a hint of reminiscence flashed in Aphrodite’s eyes.
When did she come to possess this underground space? It must have been quite some time ago, as she no longer remembers clearly.
She only recalls the beginning, which probably stemmed from the aftermath of Typhon’s rebellion.
The brazen and wanton King of All Monsters did not truly overturn the Divine King’s rule, but from that day on, the world that witnessed this supreme demon’s might inadvertently gained many things, and Aphrodite was one of them.
On that day, the Goddess of Beauty frantically fled from the shadowy winds that blotted out the sky, transforming into a fish to evade the Demon King’s conquest.
Ares only cared about saving his own life, and the gods who dared to fight were no match. Even the Divine King who had defeated Mother Earth was spinelessly drawn out like a dead dog, powerless to resist the formidable Demon King.
That was the most fearful and powerless day for Aphrodite. Because her pride in her beauty was meaningless in front of the towering Demon King, as negligible as a piece of discarded paper.
This fear lingered at the bottom of her heart, and even when the Divine King later turned defeat into victory, slaughtering Typhon utterly over the ocean, she still hadn’t recovered from the shock.
Thus, one evening after that day, Aphrodite fastened her belt, applied her most extravagant makeup, and encountered Zeus by chance in a corner of Mount Olympus.
In the entire realm of Chaos and Divine Persons, only he possessed sufficient strength and a desire for beauty.
She told herself this, although Zeus had never approached her on his own, which made her once doubt her own beauty; even though the Divine King wasn’t entirely invincible, he had overcome his opponent by relying on schemes… Nevertheless, he was ultimately the victor.
And as the victor, he was entitled to pick the most beautiful flower.
“…I succeeded, yet I also failed.”
“The truth is, Zeus did not fail to see my beauty. In the face of true beauty in this world, some may resist their desires, but none are devoid of desire.”
“But he, Zeus, even though he cannot escape the charms of mere mortal youths, still forcefully restrained himself from coveting my beauty… This is the most shameful insult to me, and I will never forget that day…”
“One day, I will make you regret your rejection.”
An ironic smile unwittingly climbed onto her face, her fingertips feeling the coldness of the altar.
Upon introspection, Aphrodite couldn’t accept being rejected by others.
Although she resented their blindness, she admired their resolute will… Yet others aside, Zeus was different.
He was never a restrained man, nor did he seem to have any firm will, at least in this regard.
But faced with the seldom proactive Goddess of Beauty, he still abandoned himself, fleeing as if from a pile of rubbish.
After that day, Aphrodite doubted herself within her own temple for a long time and even went to the Mortal Realm in a frenzy, seeking reaffirmation of her confidence from various men.
They were kings, generals; they could be commoners, or even beggars.
Time passed until one day she woke up alone on a high mountain, and Aphrodite, gazing at the Sun in the sky, had an epiphany akin to awakening from a dream.
In this world, others are unreliable; only oneself can be depended on.
She could use her beauty as a weapon, but it must not be her only one.
She must make a change… And when reminiscing about the past, the Goddess of Beauty surprisingly found that a path unknown to most had been lying in her palm for a long time.
Thanks to the God of Sun, Helios, although he was no longer present, the amusing stories shared to make the beauty laugh in their shared bed were still remembered by Aphrodite.
Aside from the secrets seen when he surveilled the sky daily, the Goddess also heard a doubtful piece of news from Helios.
Tartarus had undergone a drastic change; it was no longer the chaotic prison of the gods but had birthed its own interface and creatures.
The God of Sun dared not investigate further, nor did Aphrodite dare before Typhon’s rebellion, but now she had no choice but to dare.
Since then, one hero after another from the Mortal Realm received the favor of the Goddess of Beauty due to various accidents and then vowed to bring back the secrets of the Abyss for the deities.
They ventured forth one after another, bringing back crucial information for the deities with their lives.
Until the last brave soul was accidentally discovered by a great will wandering the Abyss Interface. She noticed the special divine power on that insignificant human, representing the ‘beauty’ of divine authority in the material world.
