"Hestia, Demeter, you came here earlier—do you know where that boy went?"
Zeus had rushed over immediately after being notified by Helios, the Sun God, arriving just in time to hear Hestia and Demeter's conversation.
Yet neither Hestia nor Demeter acknowledged him.
Both goddesses were filled with resentment toward Zeus.
Seeing this, Zeus forced a wry smile and chose not to press further.
He understood the root of their anger—Persephone.
But he had already discussed this with Hera. What they were doing was bound to anger Hades. Offering Persephone as compensation to pacify Hades was well worth it.
Compared to Hades, Persephone—who merely resembled her mother Demeter—was not that important.
"I will personally go to the Underworld shortly. Come with me. It's time we settled the matter between Hades and Persephone."
Zeus's words brought a gleam of hope to Demeter's eyes. She asked excitedly, "Truly?"
"Of course," he replied.
Seeing Demeter so happy, Hestia couldn't help but sigh inwardly—this joy would only lead to deeper disappointment once they reached the Underworld.
"But before we head to the Underworld, some matters need to be... cleaned up."
Zeus had already sensed that many human souls had traveled to a strange new world. It seemed to be one created by a Creator, yet lacked the terrifying might of a true Creator's domain.
It resembled a fully material world, but the path leading there was unique—humans could access it, yet Zeus, the King of the Gods, could not.
"So this is the power of that Divine Artifact?"
He naturally assumed that this world had been opened by the Divine Artifact that had caused such unrest in the world, given how similar the energies were.
"Though I don't know what you want with these humans, now that I've found out, I won't let you have even one!"
Zeus spoke coldly and suddenly hurled his thunderbolt Divine Artifact into the sky!
Countless bolts of lightning rained down, striking every human church on the surface.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the churches were reduced to rubble.
Even the people inside had no time to react—they were all annihilated by the lightning.
"Zeus, what are you doing?!"
Hestia cried out in shock and fury, staring at her brother, the King of the Gods.
Zeus replied calmly, "These humans were my creation. I promised their souls to the Lady of Night—I must keep that promise."
"So you just killed them all?" Hestia's eyes brimmed with disappointment.
"They're just humans. If you like them so much, I'll make a new batch for you in the next cycle."
Unbothered by Hestia's reaction, Zeus turned to Demeter and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to the Underworld."
Demeter was overjoyed. Hestia, her face cold as ice, followed behind Zeus as they crossed the eternal void of the Primeval Ruler Erebus and entered Hades's domain.
However, instead of meeting Hades directly, Zeus first went to visit the Lady of Night to discuss matters.
Then he traveled to the Abyss, where he met with the three Hundred-Handed Giants guarding its depths.
These three giants—and their Cyclops brothers—were Zeus's loyal allies.
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"I wonder how many Holy Spirits will emerge among this generation of Silver Humans?"
The souls who had followed Bolos into his newly created world were now known as Holy Spirits.
In the future, as human minds grew more complex, it would become much harder for them to become Holy Spirits.
But the current generation, childlike in their simplicity, once they started to believe, believed with all their hearts. They were naturally suited to the path of faith.
After the first Holy Spirit entered, then came the second, the third... soon, hundreds and thousands of Holy Spirits had entered the material realm Bolos had created.
This world had land, sea, sky, sun, moon, stars, the four seasons, animals, and plants—everything except humans.
Now, with the arrival of the Holy Spirits, this world finally had its human population.
As they entered one after another, Polo's divine essence was stirred.
Just as he had predicted, his Path of Faith advanced once more.
A subtle barrier appeared before Bolos. He gave it a gentle push—and it shattered.
Boom!
Bolos stepped into a brand-new world, no longer part of the material plane.
This world existed above the material realm, transcending the physical and beginning to manifest supernatural spiritual existence.
The Formation World—this was how the Path of Faith defined this realm.
In this stage, the Path of Faith was truly stabilized and fully formed.
Within the Material World, there had been the foundational pillars of "Kingdom" and "Foundation."
In the Formation World, there were three new pillars: "Glory," "Victory," and "Beauty."
Bolos had now reached the level of Glory and began to comprehend its true meaning.
Glory represented the dignity, restraint, and honor of a Path of Faith practitioner. At this level, Bolos needed to uphold these traits to refine his divine path and stabilize the Formation World.
"Dignity must not be lost. Though the spread of faith may momentarily retreat, in the end, it must radiate its brilliance."
Soon, Bolos understood the essence of Glory, his mind stirred with insight.
At the same time, the Occult Path corresponding to the "Glory" foundation also became known to him.
"Well then, a Heaven full of angels who are all goddesses isn't ideal—we'll need a few gods as well."
This path corresponded to the Sun. In all of Greek myth, there were only two Divine Beings who matched the Sun's symbolism:
One was the current Helios, the Sun God, the other was Apollo, the God of Light—son of Zeus.
"No, he shouldn't be Zeus's son. He should be mine. I am his true father."
Since he had chosen Apollo to inherit the foundation of Glory, the future holders of Victory and Beauty were now easy to determine.
Fortunately, Bolos had already met the two goddesses who matched those pillars. He believed they would be willing to stand beside him.
"…Why has no new Holy Spirit appeared in so long?"
From within the Formation World, Bolos reached out to sense the Material World. Aside from the one thousand or so Holy Spirits that had already arrived, not a single new soul had entered.
He was puzzled.
Thus, he left the world he had created.
What met his eyes-
Was widespread devastation, and a land littered with charred corpses.
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