Chapter 461: Aboveboard

In the Chaos world, the gods have always had a loose concept of time.

One day or one month, several months or one year, in their eyes, there is no difference.

Unless something major happens, almost all gods seem very casual except for fulfilling their duties.

Even for the "work" of the duties of the gods, only Apollo and his ilk who use artifacts to exercise authority need to do it personally.

Otherwise, for the true gods who hold power, they have ten thousand ways to solve the problem.

Of course, where there is a norm, there are naturally exceptions.

For example, the most loyal subordinate of the king of gods, the god of the west wind who runs between the human world and the mountain of gods, is like this.

After witnessing the suppression of the Hydra, Zephyrus hurried back to the mountain of gods before he could give Hercules the next instructions.

And now that the trouble caused by Achilles has just ended, he has no free time to enjoy the long-lost banquet, and he rushes to the human world again.

What happened on Olympus was just a temporary accident, and Hercules was the problem he needed to pay attention to.

Especially, the God King also told him that he had arranged a companion for the mortal hero.

Although he didn't know who that person was, Zephyrus naturally didn't dare to neglect it since he could make Zeus speak.

After all, as the number one subordinate who thought what the God King thought and was anxious about what the God King was anxious about, the God of the West Wind never dared to neglect Zeus's instructions.

"Then the question is, let's not talk about where the companion is now. The most important thing is... where did Hercules go?"

With a helpless look, the invisible air flow hovered in the sky of a swamp, and then turned into a human form.

Zephyrus's eyes shuttled back and forth, but he never found anything.

This is where the Hydra was defeated before, and even the wind that roamed around brought him a positive answer.

Under this swamp, Hydra was being suppressed by the dismemberment.

Its poisonous blood continued to flow out and seep into the ground.

If poisonous swamps appear in other places in the world in the future, perhaps the blood of the Hydra has surfaced under the movement of the earth.

All this was done very well, even Zephyrus himself could not do better in the world.

However, what annoyed him was that the hero who had accomplished all this disappeared again.

"... Can't find him again... Although I didn't come to find him in time, didn't he know to wait for a while?"

"Without the guidance of God, how can your trial go on!"

The God of West Wind never expected that he could lose people not only in the jungle in the north, but also in the wilderness and swamp in the south.

In theory, this is all a problem of Zeus assigning him tasks in the middle of the journey.

But obviously, the King of Gods is not wrong, and Zephyrus can't use this as an excuse to shirk the blame.

So after complaining in his heart for a while, Zephyrus calmed down.

It's just looking for someone, nothing big, this is not the first time.

And having learned from the last lesson, this time, he has a backup plan.

Smiling slightly, the God of West Wind was a little proud when he thought of this.

Unlike some gods, he would not make the same mistake twice.

This is already a very good quality among the immortal gods.

After a slight sense, it didn't take long for Zephyros to connect with the mark he left in advance.

The location in the east seems to be close to the sea.

"In... this direction."

"But it seems that he has stopped moving. Has he entered a certain city?"

After making a judgment, without hesitation, the God of West Wind immediately turned and headed in the sensed direction.

In the entire world, there is no city he can't go to.

Only Athens is a bit troublesome, but as long as he doesn't make trouble, he probably can't find his trace with a divine weapon that no one operates.

Let's find the other party quickly and arrange the task... Then take this opportunity, he can have a good rest for a while.

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Hu——

Cross the mountain and cross the river.

Invisible air flows in the clouds, and ant-like creatures wander on the ground.

I don't know how far I have passed. At a certain moment, Zephyros finally sensed that his mark is close at hand.

As expected, Hercules should be in front, after all, no one can silently touch the mark left by another god without being discovered.

"But..."

"But no one told me, how dare he enter here?!"

From invisible to visible, Zephyrus suddenly appeared on the treetop and directly startled a group of flying birds.

Flapping their wings desperately, the birds left the nearby trees in panic, but at this moment, the god of the west wind had no time to pay attention to these.

Standing on the tree and looking far away, it seems that because it has just passed through an invisible barrier, in Zephyrus, a huge black shadow is standing at the end of the sight.

Floating in the air, twelve high towers rotate clockwise.

Built on the earth, a magnificent building complex.

There is no outermost wall, only a road and a gate running through the central axis.

Zephyrus knows why this is, because these blasphemous sinners think they are the chosen sons of heaven and believers protected by the "Lord".

They believed that ‘most cities are defenseless’ and that a truly powerful country does not need walls to defend against enemy attacks.

If a kingdom is under siege, it only proves that it is destined to be destroyed because of its weakness.

And in this world, no kingdom is more powerful than them.

"Silver Moon City is exactly like that Achilles..."

Muttering in a low voice, in front of the God of West Wind, the huge city only showed the tip of the iceberg.

Just like before passing through a certain barrier, Zephyrus had no sight of this city at all.

Standing outside the city at this moment, he could not see the specific scene in the city.

According to unreliable rumors, this is the ability that a goddess seemed to have specially given to the mystery lock that enveloped the city.

Because she heard that Helios, who was still the owner of the Sun Golden Chariot at the time, had a hobby, that is, whenever he drove the chariot to patrol the earth, he always liked to observe the secrets of various places.

But this has nothing to do with Zephyrus, it's just some visual tricks.

What really makes him embarrassed is what he should do next.

According to the location of the mark, Hercules is actually in this city.

However, the God of West Wind can be sure that this city will never welcome the gods of Olympus.

Moreover, even without considering these, the mystery lock covering the plain alone made Zeferos feel helpless.

The God King once told him personally that under the great power, no god had the confidence to defeat the God of the Demon Net in the world.

So in the final analysis, if he wanted to enter the city, he had only one choice.

"【Bronze Gate】..."

Looking into the distance, the vision of the God of West Wind was blurred inside the city.

However, there was also the only clear thing, that is, a tall arch made of bronze.

【Bronze Gate】, Zeferos had heard of this name, not only because many spellcasters who had come to Silver Moon City to study spread it after leaving, but also because of the meaning represented by this portal.

After all, the outermost portal that runs through the central axis of Silver Moon City was named this way to commemorate the truth of history.

They wrote the history of the Bronze Age on it, recording the merits and sins of every god and man.

Prometheus, the fire thief, the treacherous priests, the coldness and ruthlessness of the God King... even Zephyros himself is on the mural on the bronze doorpost.

That is real history, although it is only real in the eyes of humans.

It describes the meanness of gods, as well as the greed and stupidity of people.

But even so, the God of the West Wind is still a little uncomfortable.

"Hercules... I hope he doesn't believe these crazy words."

"If it really doesn't work, I will have to tell him that he is actually the son of the noble God King, and he is different from those mortals."

After hesitating for a while, Zephyros was a little undecided.

Without the ability to break in directly, he could only choose the proper portal to enter Silver Moon City, and then quickly pull Hercules out.

"Next time, wait for the next time, I must remind him not to break into some places... But then again, there will be no next time."

"After all, apart from Silver Moon City, only the domain of the original god can stop me."

Shaking his head slightly, Zephyros felt that he might have thought too much.

He then became ethereal again, and the invisible gas hovered in the sky, turning into a bird standing on the treetop.

As a proper portal, the [Bronze Gate] can be entered by outsiders.

However, this gate, which is both a portal and a hub connecting the mystery lock, will automatically identify the identity of the visitor.

It will recognize those who are too powerful and then warn the existence in the city in advance.

However, Zephyros is not very worried about this.

According to the usual experience among the gods, as long as he changes his form and then retracts his divine power, no one can discover his identity.

The Queen of Heaven was deceived by the cuckoo transformed by Zeus, not to mention that this place is just a dead object.

"Chirp--"

After calling twice, the God of the West Wind was ready to flap his wings and fly high.

But at this moment, the bird he transformed into suddenly turned his head.

And not far behind him, it turned out that there was another black flying bird looking at him steadily.

"..."

"Tsk."

"What a brave bird."

After observing for a while, Zephyros did not notice anything unusual.

After all, there are many birds here. When he just arrived, he startled a flock of birds.

But this bird is really brave. Even when the God of the West Wind looked at it, its eyes made Zeferos feel mocked.

Despised by a bird? But what would it despise? It can't be his level of change, right?

That's impossible, not to mention that it's just a bird.

Just talking about the fact that the God of the West Wind is hiding, it is also well known to the world.

Wow--

Bang!

The wings fluttered lightly, and there was no time to compete with a bird.

The God of the West Wind simply shot out a seemingly gentle but actually powerful airflow.

But after a moment, the black unknown bird turned into a pile of bird feathers.

Its eyeballs were also ground into dust, and it could no longer stare at him.

"Very good."

Shaking his head, Zeferos felt very satisfied watching this scene.

But since this unintelligent bird was killed, he should set off.

If he stayed any longer, who knew who Hercules would meet inside.

Thinking of this, the God of West Wind took a light leap and headed straight for the bronze arch in the distance.

The treetops swayed slightly, but soon the place returned to its former tranquility.