Chapter 299 - 151: Audience with Apollo, Apollo’s Scheme! (Part 1)

Chapter 299: Chapter 151: Audience with Apollo, Apollo’s Scheme! (Part 1)

The outer perimeter of the Olympian Divine Domain was shrouded in eternal golden light.

The air was permeated with a faint aura of divinity, yet it revealed a hint of dead silence.

Hypnos’s figure materialized on a hidden path, his gold and white interwoven robes radiating the black dust of the Underworld.

Hypnos did not pause, walking straight through the zone of golden light toward the temple forged from liquid sunlight ahead.

This was the residence of Apollo, the God of Light and Prophecy.

The entire temple glowed with a warm brilliance, containing supreme majesty. From afar, it looked like a star suspended within the Divine Domain, dispelling the surrounding silence.

Before he could even approach the temple, several Angels crossed their halberds against Hypnos’s neck, firmly blocking his path.

"Stop, you can’t trespass upon the Olympian Temple?"

Before Hypnos could speak, a man’s lazy voice echoed from within the great hall.

"Let him in. He is a subordinate god of my uncle."

"Yes, Lord Apollo!"

The Angels lowered their halberds and stood solemnly to the side, resembling two golden statues.

Hypnos was filled with shock inwardly; the Cosmo power radiating from the bodies of the guards of Apollo’s temple was actually not inferior to his own in the slightest.

Stepping into the temple, Hypnos was instantly enveloped by a pure and blazing radiance.

There was no piling of gold, silver, or jewels here. The vaulted ceiling was like solidified morning light, flowing with a faint golden glow.

Golden runes engraved on the walls flickered slightly with the fluctuations of the air.

The faint, lingering hum of holy hymns drifted through the air, cleansing the souls of visitors.

Apollo, the God of Light, stood nearly two meters tall. He leaned back on a divine throne woven from light and flames. In the soft light, his peerlessly handsome face appeared both terrifyingly divine and carried a trace of lazy detachment.

His golden eyes were half-open, as if listening to the pulse of the world, or perhaps enjoying a momentary nap. Beside him, a beautiful goddess was feeding him golden grapes.

"Your Holiness, Apollo, God of Light!"

Hypnos bowed slightly, lowering his posture completely. With his hands folded in front of him, his voice carried a trace of deliberately suppressed urgency.

"I am Hypnos, serving under Lord Hades, King of the Underworld. By the command of my lord, I bring urgent news concerning the survival of the Olympian Gods."

Apollo’s eyelids slowly lifted. His golden pupils, like two miniature suns, instantly locked onto Hypnos.

That gaze appeared calm, yet it possessed a penetrating power that pierced the soul, causing Hypnos to subconsciously tense his body. An instinctive pressure spread from his spine to his entire body.

The natural opposition between light and darkness was vividly displayed at this moment.

"Oh? News from Hades?"

Apollo’s voice was as melodious as sunlight piercing through the clouds, yet it carried a trace of imperceptible mockery.

"Truly a rare guest. What wind blew the God of Sleep from the Underworld to my land of light? Could it be that Hades has grown bored of staying underground and wishes to come share my sunlight?"

Hypnos took a deep breath, knowing that pleasantries at this moment would only waste time; he had to get straight to the point.

"May Your Holiness see clearly. It is not that my lord covets the sunlight, but rather that a blasphemer has appeared in the human realm! A Gold Saint under Athena named Alex has stolen... divine authority!"

"A blasphemer? Stolen authority?"

The corners of Apollo’s mouth curled into a playful arc. His body still leaned lazily against the divine throne, but the light within the temple stagnated slightly for a moment, and the holy hymns in the air grew deep and low.

"A mortal stealing authority? Hypnos, are you telling a poor joke?"

"It is absolutely no joke, Your Holiness!"

Hypnos’s tone was resolute. He raised his hand and condensed a memory crystal formed of divine power.

The crystal hovered in mid-air, projecting the scene above Hades Castle: Alex wielding the Lance of Longinus, his body wreathed in golden flames and purple lightning. That destructive, oppressive might, even when transmitted through the crystal, caused the air within the temple to tremble faintly.

"Please look! This mortal, not only has he stolen the power of lightning—the supreme authority that rightfully belongs to the Heavenly Father Zeus! He has also despicably laid his hands upon the brilliance of the sun!"

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