Chapter 796: A Legend in the Making.
Gods began to die, and not temporarily, like they fell into a coma or something like what happened to Inari.
Gods were dying permanently. Each of Victor's attacks was related to his special ability to sever souls, meaning all his attacks were fatal to the gods. Be it by blood or the army of the dead, they were all being killed.
And it didn't stop there. All those gods who died in the first attack returned to life immediately as part of the Demon King's immortal army.
No one expected a result like this. No one expected such a sight. Even those beings who treated Victor's existence as an object of study and always tried to predict his actions did not expect this.
One man alone attacked the joint army of the entire Greek pantheon? That was ridiculous. No one could ever foresee that this would happen, not even Erebus and Tartarus, who were watching the battle with incredulous shock on their faces.
The Demon King exceeded everyone's expectations again with an outrageous technique that made him fight against an entire pantheon alone.
"So, this is why they call him an anomaly..." Amon spoke, then he thought: 'Just how much energy is he using to keep this technique active? How much is he spending per second?'
Amon understood very well that a large-scale technique like this should consume a ridiculous amount of energy, yet it seemed that nothing was affecting the man.
"What is happening!? Why aren't these gods using their powers? Or even spreading their own influence?" Tartarus asked.
"It's not that they're not trying; they simply can't."
"That sea of blood is filled with negative energy, energy that is disabling most of the gods. After all, all the gods present there are gods with some relation to the positive aspect of the balance."
"Not to mention that these gods are fighting in the Greek underworld, where the influence of Olympus doesn't reach, they're not receiving a boost as they always do... Plus, the Ruler of the Greek underworld is also interfering."
"Combining all these factors, the gods can't use all their abilities widely," Erebus explained.
"The environment itself is harming them, huh..." Tartarus understood now.
"Erebus, this is bad. If it continues like this, all our plans for the Greeks will go down the drain." Amon spoke.
"I know..." Erebus narrowed his eyes. "Tartarus, we need to intervene."
"Count me in," Tartarus said.
"Are you sure about this?" Amon asked.
"... Why the hesitation now, Amon?"
"I have just awakened to reality. The greatest weapon of an anomaly is not its power but the 'unknown'."
Everyone feared the unknown, and this was an absolute truth for all beings. When these beings thought they were beginning to understand Victor, suddenly, this kind of outrageous technique appeared, a technique that completely broke their common sense.
How could a mortal who wasn't even a god of the dead summon the dead to fight against them? That's ridiculous.
Victor was like a Pandora's box where no one knew what would come out if provoked. Because of this thought, Amon was a bit reluctant to send two primordial god-level beings to fight against Victor.
But if they didn't do it, all their plans would go down the drain.
"You know we have no choices."
"Yes, we do... We will call for reinforcements."
"Who?" Erebus spoke.
"Seth."
"... Are you crazy?" Erebus said.
"I am perfectly sane."
"Summoning Seth, who doesn't know the distinction between ally and enemy, is not the attitude of a rational person."
"Trust me, not even the Demon King will be able to handle three primordial gods," Amon said.
"... Very well, I hope this works," Erebus said.
...
"My queen, what should we do?" Thanatos asked.
"Nothing," Persephone said as she looked at the image of the man sitting on a throne of blood.
"I will continue suppressing the gods. Meanwhile, that man will deal with everything."
"... When he finishes dealing with the Greek gods, won't he point his fangs at us?"
Persephone remained silent. That was a possibility.
"When that time comes, I will deal with him." To be honest, she wasn't very confident. She saw very well how he treated the two oldest primordial gods of her pantheon, and she definitely didn't want to be in front of those violent flames.
Nemesis spoke. "I'm sorry to say this, but this is foolishness. You don't stand a chance."
Persephone and Thanatos narrowed their eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. Just look at this and tell me, can you fight against that? Because I'm sure I can't." Nemesis said.
Persephone and Thanatos looked at the image of the literal blood hell and then turned their gaze to the being sitting on the throne of blood.
Yeah, they couldn't handle that.
Thanatos could possibly deal with Victor, but he wasn't confident. The reason? Victor was a progenitor of vampires, he could interfere with souls, and if his soul was severed, death god or not, he would cease to exist.
"My Maids."
When Victor's demonic voice echoed around the battlefield, all beings' attention focused on him.
...
"My Maids."
Six circles of shadows appeared in front of Victor, and from these circles emerged Maria, Eve, Roberta, Bruna, Kaguya, and Eve.
All of them were fully equipped with armor and weapons, maintaining the style of Maids.
[Darling.] Roxanne also came, but she was hidden within Victor's soul.
[Not yet. There are too many eyes.]
[Mm.] Roxanne nodded.
The Maids looked around, confused, but when they saw Victor's appearance, all their thoughts vanished, and only seriousness remained.
"The enemies are gods." Victor pointed to the horizon.
The Maids looked to the horizon and saw the image of the literal blood hell and saw Victor's 'enemies'.
"Holy..." Maria was about to comment, but with a look from Kaguya, she fell silent.
"Work together with Kaguya in command, and kill everyone except Poseidon and Athena." Victor snapped his fingers, and all the weapons of the Maids were covered in blood.
The Maids looked in awe at their weapons.
"Now you can kill gods."
"Go."
"Yes!"
"Not you, Roberta."
Roberta stopped and remained where she was.
"As long as Apollo is here, I will kill that bastard too," Medusa spoke when she spotted the handsome god in the air who was fighting Big Guy.
In the next moment, Scathach, Aphrodite, Nyx, and Morgana arrived.
"I will call Natalia to take Nyx and Aphrodite home."
"No... I will stay." Aphrodite refused.
Victor looked at Aphrodite.
"If you're going to destroy the pantheon I've lived with my entire life, I want to be present to see it."
"Do you regret it?" Victor asked.
"I don't care. I have no attachments; you are my home now, Darling... But... I want to see it."
"Me too," Nyx said.
"Very well..." Victor nodded.
And he rose from the throne and floated towards Scathach.
"You are not weak."
Scathach opened her mouth to say something but closed it when she felt Victor's loving touch on her cheeks.
"You simply didn't have the necessary tools." Victor's blood emerged from the hand on Scathach's cheek and touched her spear.
In the next moment, her entire spear was covered in his blood.
"Now, you can sever souls. No god will escape you anymore."
"... Darling... You know how to really make me wet." Scathach smiled widely when she saw her spear.
"Go, show everyone why they should fear the name Scathach Scarlett."
Scathach just smiled widely. In the next moment, her hair turned as white as snow, and she grew a few inches taller as she transformed into her Vampire Count form.
"When all of this is over, I want you for myself alone for a week." She grabbed the collar of Victor's neck and pulled him into a loving kiss.
Victor experienced a sensation he had never felt before. Scathach's kiss, which was usually very hot and possessive, now had a chilly touch; it was a distinct but very pleasant feeling.
"Refusal is not an option; you copied my strongest technique."
"I didn't intend to refuse anyway." Victor chuckled lightly.
"Mm, good." Scathach pulled back, satisfied as she looked at the battlefield, specifically a certain god, Helios.
"I've always wondered if I could freeze the sun... Shall we test it out?" Scathach leaped into the air, and in the next moment, an ice platform formed behind her, and she used it as support. With a thrust that caused several sonic booms, she launched herself toward Helios.
She tried to impale the heart of the god, but he wasn't one of the second-generation primordial gods for nothing. His reaction was swift, avoiding the impalement and escaping with only a deep cut on his chest.
"Ugh." He groaned in pain and looked at the woman. "What!? Who are you, woman? One of his lovers?"
Scathach swung her spear and took a stance. "Victor Alucard doesn't have lovers. He has wives... And yes, I am one of them... The strongest one."
Scathach vanished and appeared in front of Helios.
Helios opened his eyes widely and tried to dodge, but no attack came.
"Huh?" He became even more confused when all his divine clothes were cut.
"Hmm~, more resilient than I thought."
Helios opened his eyes wide in shock and took several steps back while covering his body with the divinity of the sun.
"A grandmaster... Impossible! A mortal achieved this!? Just who are you, woman?"
"I already told you. Are you deaf?"
"Heh~?" Victor, who heard this, smiled in amusement. He never thought he would hear those words from Scathach, not before defeating her in a duel.
"It seems she really liked my gift, huh." Victor laughed.
His eyes lingered on the image of Scathach fighting for a few seconds and then turned to Morgana.
"What is your strongest weapon, Morgana Alucard?"
Morgana shivered when she heard her full name coming from Victor's mouth, but it wasn't out of fear. It was something completely different.
"My dream ability and my radiation."
"Good. You still remember." Victor pointed his hand at Morgana, and in the next moment, her hands were covered in his blood, and soon two demon claws were formed over her hands.
Something strange started to happen, the claws began to influence Morgana's demonic features, and her horns became sharper, as did her tail, which became pointed and sharp like a spear, while her wings became as sharp as blades.
"The demon claws of the former 5th Rank Pillar, Marbas."
"Like many other demons, he is part of my immortal army, and now I am lending his hands to you."
Morgana looked at Victor.
"Use the power of dreams to confuse the enemies, use the radiation to subdue them with oppressive power, and use the claws to finish them off."
"You are Morgana, The Reaper... Prove to me why the demons gave you that title."
Morgana opened her eyes wide when she felt the same nostalgic feelings she used to have when Lilith sent her to war, a nostalgic feeling, an addictive feeling.
"Yes, My Demon King." She spoke with her hand on her chest and a slight salute.
"I will return with the heads of your enemies and display them as trophies before your triumph."
"Good."
"Now, go."
"Yes!" Morgana's wings spread wide, and in the next moment, she shot towards the sky.
Her entire body was covered in pure destructive radiation, and when she spotted a target, specifically a tall god wearing ancient Spartan attire, her eyes began to glow.
She stopped mid-flight and beams of pure energy shot from her eyes towards the god.
The god tried to dodge, but Morgana just followed him with her gaze.
"Tsk." The god put his hand in front of the energy beam to defend himself.
"Get away from me, annoying creatures!" He stomped the ground in frustration as he felt the corpses of the dead piling up on him again; his feet and the rest of his body were melting because of all the blood.
Luckily, he was managing to defend himself using his war concept as protection.
Suddenly the energy beam stopped being felt, and soon a sharp claw almost pierced his stomach. Fortunately, he managed to grab the claw before it could impale him, his hand was a mess, but it didn't matter.
"... A demon?"
"Wrong, but at the same time correct." Morgana used her left hand and tried to pierce him, but the god also caught her other hand.
"Irritating, all this war is irritating. Don't the enemies have honor?"
"Honor?" Morgana displayed a big smile in disdain. "In war, there is no such thing. Only death and the victorious."
"Hmph, as expected, a dirty demon wouldn't understand."
The god pulled Morgana towards him and attempted to headbutt her, but he stopped when he felt it would be a stupid decision. As a god of war, he would always follow his instincts in a war.
"Good choice... Unlike you, my entire body is a weapon." Morgana's tail trembled and suddenly stiffened, and in the next moment, she tried to pierce the god.
The god quickly jumped back and shouted, "HAHH!" His body was covered by a strong divinity that prevented the corpses and blood from penetrating his armor.
But even though she couldn't pierce him, just by standing in this environment of blood, his divine power was being constantly used, meaning he was at a disadvantage.
One thing Morgana wasn't; she was being strengthened by the environment. After all, this was her husband's blood.
"Prepare yourself, God of War. Your death will be swift."
"Hmph, we'll see." Ares raised both hands, and soon, a spear and a shield appeared.
"Come, Demon. I will show you the power of the God Of War."
"... But I'm already in front of you?"
"Huh?"
A claw pierced his heart.
"Cough."
"W-Who?"
"Who knows? Why don't you try to find out?"
Morgana's smile grew. "Ah... But you won't be here to understand." From the beginning, she never went to fight fair. She was a demon and would use everything to kill the enemy.
"Sneaky and disgusting demon..." Ares' eyes began to lose the sparkle of life.
Rumble, Rumble.
A lightning bolt struck Morgana's body, but nothing happened to her. All that happened was the mirage of her body disappearing.
A dome of lightning formed around the newly arrived God, protecting the two.
"Ares!"
"F-Father... If we keep going like this, we will lose. Use it; we need Olympus here and now."
"But that is a treasure..."
"Roberta, switch with Medusa."
"Yes." Roberta closed her eyes, and in the next moment, her black hair came to life and began to move. Then her eyes opened, revealing two snake eyes.
"Darling..."
"The day of our promise made many years ago has come."
Medusa smiled widely, with a very sadistic smile.
"Poseidon and Athena are yours. I don't care what you do with them."
"Thank you, my love!"
"Don't hold back. You're dealing with gods."
"I know." Medusa's skin began to grow paler, and the area around her eyes started to crack with several streaks. She looked at the battlefield and jumped.
"Gorgons, it's time for revenge!" Snakes began to emerge from the sea of blood, slowly, these snakes started to gather, and soon a giant snake appeared.
Medusa landed on the head of the snake and looked at the gods as if they were prey. She had been waiting for this sight for a long time.
Ares' eyes glowed with anger:
"We will lose! We will die! Haven't you understood yet!? Look around! Most of the gods and Titans from both factions are dead!"
"Death! Permanently! All that's left is their bodies being used to fight against us!"
"All that remains on both sides now are just the elites, but they won't last long! We are at a disadvantage!"
"Not to mention that Persephone and her underworld army haven't shown up yet! We need to do something, and quickly!"
Seeing that his son pointed out several obvious points, Zeus had no choice but to accept.
"... Fine."
Zeus supported Ares, and with his right hand, he pointed to the sky, and a bolt of blue lightning fell into his hand and remained there.
Master Bolt, the symbol of Zeus.
"In the name of the King of Olympus, everything around me will become..." Zeus bit his lips. He seemed very reluctant about what he was going to do. He looked at his son, who was getting weaker and angrier, then he clenched the lightning, and the lightning broke in half.
"The territory of Olympus!"
The Master Bolt, the symbol of Zeus, was broken by Zeus himself in exchange for... Influence.
FUSHHHHHHH
Rumble, Rumble, Rumble.
Lightning began to fall from the sky, and an explosion starting with Zeus in the center began to happen as the entire battlefield shone with the light of the King of Olympus.
"ZEUS!! You bastard! How dare you!?" Persephone's furious scream echoed through the battlefield.
The queen of the underworld looks at Thanatos. "Prepare the army. We are going to war." Faced with such an affront, even the calm Persephone couldn't stay silent.
"Yes, My Queen."