Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality - Chapter 78:

Chapter 78: Chapter 55 Breaking the Seal (Additional update for the first Sect Leader of this book)

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Boom!

While the two supreme-rulerdesses came to blows, far across the starry sky, the battle between the supreme-ruler of Meteorology Crius and the supreme-ruler of Sun Hyperion raged on. However, unlike Theia’s restraint, her husband was never one to go easy.

Confronted with his own ‘grandson’ in actuality, the East Wind supreme-ruler Eurus was struck by the supreme-ruler of Sun, crossing half the battlefield and flashing past the supreme-ruler of Light Aether, before crashing forcibly onto a minor celestial body.

The disparity in supreme power left Eurus with no chance to turn into an intangible wind to avoid injury, and upon his collision, the very essence of a certain supreme-ruler of Stars shattered instantaneously.

“Ah!!”

Accompanied by a scream, a supreme-ruler of Stars, who stood on the side of the supreme-ruler of Sun, suddenly burst into light, then gradually faded away, and ultimately turned into a glowing stone.

By contrast, the supreme-ruler of the East Wind only swayed his somewhat dizzy head, then clambered out from the wreckage of the celestial body.

Witnessing this, all the supreme-rulers of Stars on both sides of the battlefield could not help but feel a pang of sorrow, as if mourning for their own kind.

This was not the first time such an event occurred. Other True supreme-rulers at least distinguished between friend and foe, but the supreme-ruler of Sun never cared for the existence of the supreme-rulers of Stars.

Nevertheless, despite this, the supreme-rulers of Stars dared not leave for they were bound by the limitations of being territorial supreme-rulers. They were innate deities and thus immortal, but unlike True supreme-rulers, they could not continuously draw supreme power from their supreme-rulerhood.

Once their ‘territory’, upon which they depended, was destroyed, they would permanently lose their source of supreme power, and the result of drained supreme power was an eternal slumber.

If no alternative means of acquiring supreme power surfaced, this supreme-ruler of Stars would likely remain in this state between life and death, never to return.

Such was the case with the Heavenly Father. As the lord of the sky, even after losing his Divine King status, the Sky continuously supplied him with supreme power through his supreme-rulerhood. Yet, to avoid that dreadful transformation, Uranus had no choice but to use every ounce of freshly born supreme power to resist that change, and as a consequence, he, too, with his supreme power drained, was forced into a deep slumber.

Over the past millennia, countless supreme-rulers of Stars had fallen into eternal sleep. Even on the earth below, Mountain supreme-rulers, River supreme-rulers, Lake supreme-rulers, and others were innumerable in falling into this state indistinguishable from death, yet no True supreme-ruler cared about this.

In their eyes, these quasi-supreme-rulers without supreme-rulerhood were no different from mortals and Nymphs granted with supreme .

Mortals could be killed, and eternal slumber was not much different from death for supreme-rulers. A supreme-ruler who could be ‘killed’ by merely shattering a celestial body held a status amongst supreme-rulers akin to the ‘Heavenly Soldiers and Generals’ from Laine’s previous life.

Though theoretically immortals as well, they were only referred to as ‘Heavenly Soldiers and Generals’, lacking names of their own.

“Why struggle, my brother? You are no match for me. Have I heard right that you and your child have also fallen out? It seems we truly are ‘fellow sufferers’—hahahaha!”

Amidst his laughter, Hyperion watched the evasive supreme-ruler of Meteorology, his body as if poured from gold, charged directly towards the formation formed by the supreme-rulers of Stars.

Battles between True supreme-rulers could easily result in clear victors, but if one side stubbornly delayed the fight, unless the disparity was too great, the struggle could last for years or even decades, which was quite common. Hyperion found it more worthwhile to ‘kill’ more of his rebellious offspring than to expend energy on Crius.

How dare they betray him and side with the Divine King against him—it was unforgivable.

With that in mind, the supreme-ruler of Sun let out a great shout, allowing his voice to echo throughout the starry expanse.

“Astras (Gods of Stars), this is the consequence of your indecision.”

“And the two of you, Crius, Rhea, you’re not up to it, send Cronus himself!”

The humiliation I was once forced to confess under coercion by Laine, the frustration of my wife being detained by Coeus, and having no choice but to face two enemies alone, the fury from being forced to retreat step by step over a thousand years—all these angers had been unleashed upon my enemies by Hyperion in recent years, with the supreme-ruler of Stars being the primary target.

He knew that even if he took back the Sky, he would not be able to do anything about the Queen of supreme-rulers and the powerful supreme-ruler of Meteorology. But he swore that when the time came, he would send all the stars that had betrayed him into eternal slumber, one by one.

‘Soon, Hyperion, I truly hope you can still laugh then.’

Suppressing the rage in his heart, Crius had no intention of stalling for the sake of the supreme-ruler of Stars. Everything was coming to an end, and he no longer cared about the fate of those territorial supreme-rulers.

After all, the Divine King would have to deal with headaches for a while after the war, as years of supreme battles had thrown the energy tides of the stars into chaos. Without these stars, the True supreme-rulers would have no choice but to intervene and resolve the issues themselves.

Boom—

The powerful supreme-ruler of Meteorology chose to dodge, and the supreme-rulers of Intermediate Divine Power, the supreme-ruler of Daylight and the supreme-ruler of Light, also made way in haste.

They only wanted to claim a territory in the Sky and keep away from their foolish brothers and sisters in the Underworld; they weren’t truly there to fight to the death for the Divine King.

Therefore, with no adversary, the supreme-ruler of Sun began to wreak havoc among the weaker True supreme-rulers and supreme-ruler of Stars. The three Wind supreme-rulers turned into currents of air, but they were still torn apart and scattered under the radiance of light and heat. Prometheus, the creator of future Bronze Humanity, was even used as a ‘weapon’ to smash one star after another.

However, several truly powerful supreme-rulers turned a blind eye to this. In this unspoken ‘agreement,’ time slipped away second by second.

“Hmm?”

It was at that moment, as Hyperion was rampantly assaulting, that he suddenly stopped. He turned his head toward the Sun; in that direction, he faintly sensed that the seal he had left behind had been touched.

It was the seal he had used to imprison his eldest son, Helios. That seal was with the Sun, and even the peak of powerful Divine Power couldn’t contend with those shackles.

Deities may hold their supreme-rulerhood, but they are not equivalent to the matters represented by their supreme-rulerhood. Even after the Primordial supreme-rulers personified, they were no longer synonymous with their essence, let alone the Titans who were born later.

The power of the Sun was far greater than his, as the supreme-ruler of Sun, which was well-known; hence, Hyperion had never worried that his eldest son could escape the imprisonment. But just now, reality told him that nothing was impossible.

Under the force of a powerful Order, the seal was shattered from the inside. The Divine King’s decree, bolstered by the Codex of Creation, was nearly as potent as if spoken into existence. The seal that Hyperion left could not withstand the test of time, disintegrating amid a tremor.

“Cronus, it’s you!”

Incredulous, yet it made sense. Cronus remained restrained, not taking action himself, but his long-prepared Divine King’s decree did not falter.

Apart from Laine, who was in the Spirit Realm, only two supreme-rulers in the world had a high affinity for the Codex of Creation: Themis and the Divine King.

His authority was greatly enhanced by the natural affinity with ‘Order’ and ‘Law,’ making this Divine Artifact more terrifying in Cronus’s hands than the Sickle that had once injured the Heavenly Father.

“Good, very good. So this is your purpose?”

Fury turned to laughter; the Divine Power of Hyperion burst forth, shattering the surrounding celestial bodies. Even though the oppression of the strong over the weak was more pronounced within the same domain, once Helios escaped, he could still disrupt his influence over the Sun.

“It’s futile, unless you take action yourself. Even with that rebel son, you’re no match for me.”

“Since you dare to do this, then prepare to face my might!”