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"enough!"
Zeus let out a roar that shook the entire phantom of Olympus.
He raised the thunderbolt in his hand high.
All the lightning, all the divine power, all the anger and humiliation, all converged on that single bolt of lightning at this moment.
That bolt of lightning was no longer a dazzling gold.
Instead, it was a whiteness that had been condensed to its extreme, a whiteness of destruction.
The temperature in the entire venue plummeted due to the appearance of this force.
Odin and Brahma, watching from afar, stopped watching the spectacle and became alert with serious expressions.
They could sense that the lightning contained power sufficient to severely injure or even kill them.
This was the God-King's furious strike, a strike that had staked everything.
Nyx's smile reached its peak.
She won.
Zeus ultimately chose the interests of Olympus.
however.
next second.
The lightning bolt of judgment, imbued with all the wrath and majesty of the God-King, ripped through the sky.
Its target is not that arrogant Zhou Ye.
It wasn't Helena, who watched from the sidelines.
Instead, it struck Typhon, the monster king who was "playing" with Zhou Ye, with lightning speed that no one expected!
boom--!
The devastating lightning instantly engulfed dozens of Typhon's dragon heads.
No screams.
Only the flesh and blood are instantly evaporated, and the scales are blown into powder in an explosion.
Typhon's massive body was struck by this sudden backstab from "his own people," causing him to stagger backwards for hundreds of meters.
The locations of dozens of dragon heads have been transformed into charred, bloody holes, emitting pungent blue smoke.
A painful scream, delayed for a few seconds, finally erupted from its remaining intact throat.
Roar!
That lament was filled with confusion, pain, and the fury of betrayal.
The entire venue was deathly silent.
All the gods were stunned.
Zhou Ye also stopped frying his pan and watched the scene with great interest.
The smile on Nyx's face froze completely.
She was completely unable to process what was happening before her eyes; her mind went blank.
She looked at Zeus, who was surrounded by lightning and had bloodshot eyes, her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.
"you……"
"You stupid woman!"
Zeus roared with all his might at the dumbfounded Nyx.
His voice was filled with endless disgust and contempt.
"You really think so!"
"Would I, Zeus, King of Olympus, associate with a puppet controlled by trash like the Horde?"
"Do you really think I would tarnish the name of Olympus just to reclaim that ridiculous power?"
"You have disgraced our Greek pantheon!"
"You have carried on the glory passed down from our fathers!"
"They've all been lost!"
Every word of that roar struck Nyx's heart like a hammer blow.
Her plans, all her calculations, completely failed at this moment.
She never dreamed of it.
Zeus, her nephew who was greedy, lustful, and power-hungry in her eyes, would rather endure the humiliation of being insulted by Zhou Ye than compromise his last line of defense as the king of the gods.
He can fight among himself, and he can be ruthless.
But he would never allow any outside force to use Olympus as a pawn or a puppet!
"Roar--!"
At this moment, the excruciating pain and betrayal drove Typhon to utter madness.
Its reason was replaced by a pure desire for destruction.
It no longer distinguishes between enemies and allies.
Its remaining dozens of dragon heads simultaneously opened their enormous mouths.
This time, the attack was no longer concentrated.
Instead, it indiscriminately spewed out devastating flames, poisonous mist, and chaotic torrents of divine power in all directions!
boom! boom! boom!
The entire Olympus Phantom Arena instantly transformed into a true hell.
The barrier of order constructed by Helena flickered violently under the impact of this violent energy.
Outside the barrier.
Zeus, Poseidon, and a completely bewildered Nyx were the first to be affected!
Zeus roared and gathered lightning once more, desperately trying to fend off Typhon's frenzied attacks.
Poseidon also brandished his trident, stirring up towering waves in an attempt to extinguish the flames.
On Olympus, under the watchful eyes of all the gods, a farcical yet brutal civil war unfolded.
The God King, the Sea King, and the Goddess of Night join forces to fight against the ultimate weapon they themselves summoned, which has gone out of control.
The situation was completely out of control.
Just as the whole arena was in chaos, the energy level soared to its peak at 3.7.
No one noticed.
The Dark Core, extracted from Hades' body, was tightly clutched in Nyx's hand.
Sudden.
"Boom."
It throbbed.
The frequency of the pulsation was very slight, yet it carried an ominous rhythm.
"Boom...boom..."
The pulse is getting faster and stronger.
Like a heart that has been awakened.
An even older, deeper, and more malevolent will than Nyx is slowly awakening from the depths of that core.
A deep, slightly mocking laugh resounded not through the air, but directly from the deepest recesses of every existing soul.
"Ha ha……"
"What a wonderful performance."
"Thank you for breaking me out of this boring cage."
Chapter 313 The God of the Abyss Dies, the Indian Dies
That laugh, which resonated deep within the soul, brought the entire chaotic battlefield to a standstill.
Typhon, who was launching a frenzied attack, froze.
Zeus and Poseidon, who were struggling to defend themselves, froze.
At this moment, all the gods, whether inside or outside the barrier, felt an irresistible tremor originating from the very concept itself.
That wasn't divine power or pressure.
Rather, it is a more ancient, more fundamental, and purer kind of fear.
Poseidon's trident slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp clang.
He was trembling violently, and all the color had drained from his face.
"No...impossible..."
He uttered the name in an almost dreamlike tone, filled with endless horror.
"It's... Tartarus!"
abyss!
This word, this concept, this existence!
It is not an ordinary god, nor an opponent that can be measured by strength or weakness.
It is one of the cornerstones of the Greek mythological worldview, and is the personification of the concept of the "abyss" itself!
It is an existence that is more ancient and more incomprehensible than primordial gods like Nyx and Gaia!