I Am Hades, Lord of the Underworld!

Strands of divine power began to radiate from the four Goddesses of Fate. They gradually merged into one, as the Moirai, the Goddess of Fate, walked forward step by step. She was dressed in a pitch-black gown, her voice calm as she spoke, "Mephist, shall we talk?"

"Of course."

Mephist had no intention of refusing; instead, he smiled and said, "After all, we are all working for Lord Hades, all striving to advance further!"

Moirai didn't say much more.

Mephist.

Moirai.

Were they loyal to Hades? Undoubtedly!

For them, it wasn't just that Hades held the divine heart in his hands; their loyalty to him was beyond question—so much so that calling it absolute loyalty wouldn't be an exaggeration. But was this pursuit of power really for Lord Hades? 

Well...

Let's just say it. In truth, it was a fact, but for every god, who wouldn't want to ascend to the level of a God-King?

"Moirai," Mephist said seriously, "I need your power of fate to weave a vast net for me. Only then can I select outstanding heroes, implant the seven deadly sins into their souls, and finally, claim their souls."

Mephist hid nothing, nor did he see any need to.

Mainly because!

There was simply no point in hiding anything.

Hide?

Why hide anything? They were all underworld gods, and as such, there was no need to conceal anything from one another!

Moirai nodded quietly, also pondering. "Looking at it this way, using this method, the steps for you to ascend to God-King are not that difficult."

Indeed!

When you think about it.

The steps for Mephist to become a God-King seemed difficult at first. He needed to find seven heroes who had accomplished great deeds, ensure their souls contained the seven deadly sins, guide them to sign contracts, and finally, seize their souls to step into the God-King realm.

Hmm...

From every angle, it seemed incredibly cumbersome.

But how should this be understood? For Mephist, it was merely a matter of guiding seven great heroes to master the power of the seven deadly sins without falling into corruption, and then getting them to sign contracts.

This was child's play for Mephist, who had evolved from a demon to a demon god. As the God of Contracts, he had countless methods at his disposal.

A mere group of heroes trying to contend with Mephist? That's a joke!

Come on!

That's simply unrealistic. Mephist had many tricks up his sleeve.

The real challenge was in creating great heroes. How does one become a great hero? That's the most difficult part, and it requires careful planning at every step.

Humans, demigods.

All could become heroes. But how to walk that path? It required Moirai, the Goddess of Fate, to weave a clear path for them.

"Indeed." Mephist didn't deny it and nodded, saying, "My path isn't hard. The real challenge lies with you, Moirai."

"Composing a hymn of fate."

"And."

"To step into the realm of a God-King, there's only one way—either through the creation or the destruction of a world. Otherwise, it's absolutely impossible."

Mephist became serious, quite different from his usual elegance. At this moment, he was extremely solemn.

This was no joking matter!

God-King!

God-King!

This was the path countless gods longed to tread. Why were they so eager to take this path?

Put it this way!

Kronos had reached the level of an Ancient God, already freed from the shackles of fate. If he had obediently given up everything and played his part, like the other Ancient Gods, things would have been fine.

But!

Kronos was unwilling, which nearly cost him his life. On the other hand, Uranus obediently complied. Now, as the sky, although not entirely free, he still lived a relatively peaceful life.

This is similar to the Heavenly Dao Saints in the primal world. Though they possess invincible power, they are bound by numerous restrictions, forced to obey the rules.

For Hades, Poseidon, and Zeus, there were two paths before them.

Either serve as pawns, or find a way to transcend.

These are the two paths!

And for Hades, he sought transcendence, as did every Ancient God. If they simply obeyed without question, would there be any problem?

Just wait quietly, enjoy life, and when the day of destruction for the mythological world comes, face death.

But!

For God-Kings like Hades and the Ancient Gods, this was akin to the path of a Heavenly Dao Saint and the protagonist of a cataclysm—it had nothing to do with ordinary beings.

But what about ordinary gods like Mephist and Moirai?

Hmm...

In truth, it's very simple. If they reach the level of a God-King, as long as they don't go too far, fate won't interfere with them. They can find a place and do whatever they wish, but they can't leave the mythological world and must obediently serve.

However, for ordinary gods, reaching the God-King level meant they had finally escaped the shackles of death and fate. As long as they remained obedient, they would be fine.

This is much like the quasi-saints in the primal world. Although each one is obedient, they have no other choice.

In summary!

For ordinary gods, their pursuit is to become God-Kings, but Moirai's path to becoming a God-King is exceedingly difficult.

"A hymn of creation," Moirai shook her head, "is probably out of reach. But a hymn of destruction..."

Moirai was also considering whether she could guide the destruction of the Golden Age.

But this issue!

Might be difficult. The destruction of the Golden Age would likely be guided by Hades, Poseidon, and Zeus—the three God-Kings.

"Hehehe~~~"

At this moment, Hestia came running over, smiling cheerfully. "Moirai, don't worry. I have an idea!"

"Miss Hestia."

Mephist and Moirai both greeted her respectfully.

Hestia, still smiling, began describing something to Moirai. Her cheerful demeanor and the plan she described left Moirai wide-eyed in astonishment.

As for Mephist, he was completely stunned. Could it really be done this way?

Clearly, neither of them had expected that Hestia, who seemed to spend her days eating, drinking, and playing like a mascot, had made such thorough preparations.

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