Chapter 880: Damn It! Boss, Are There Any More Games for Slaying Gods?!

In... God of War 1, the rebellion of Ares, the God of War, shook the entire rule of the Olympian gods. Now... with such a reckless newcomer dead set on seeking revenge against Ares, the gods naturally supported him with all their might, practically cheering frantically from the sidelines.

So, to show their support for Kratos, every deity bestowed upon him quite a few powerful abilities.

The magic Poseidon's Rage, Medusa's Gaze, the Army of Hades, and even... the lightning of Zeus, the King of the Gods.

At this moment, these players in Canglan City were clearly having an absolute blast. A few Saint-level players were seen shouting in excitement, "Look what I found?!"

"The King of the Gods, Zeus!"

"Oh—!" A crowd of people immediately gathered around, only to see a colossally massive divine face on the screen, occupying almost the entire display.

"Kratos, as you progress, you grow stronger. But if you wish to fulfill your destiny, you still need my help. I bestow upon you the ultimate power—the power of the Father of Olympus. I give you, Zeus' Fury!"

On the screen, in Kratos's hand, a surge of incomparably sacred golden lightning, representing the pinnacle of Olympian power, burst forth from his palm. What it contained was an extremely pure and ancient law of lightning, situated at the very crest of the gods.

"There is actually... such power?!"

"Is this also magic...?"

"Oh—! Do you feel it...? I dare say this is simply the most refined ultimate truth of magic in this world!" Mage Adolf laughed loudly, "Oohahaha! Do you feel it?!"

"This is what you call the origin!" Swain, who was next to him, spoke up, "This is the true, original power of the King of the Gods. I think if anyone could comprehend even a tiny sliver of it, his magical attainments would instantly rise to a whole new realm!"

"Yes... let's immerse ourselves in the battle! Oohahahahaha!"

"We want to play too!" The elf maiden Sera and several other elves nearby also hurriedly opened the newly purchased God of War.

"Wait a minute..." Kelanbell, who had been waiting for a machine for a long time without getting one, said with a dark face, "Don't you guys still have things to do back in the Elven Forest in a little while?!"

"And Lorrain, I remember you're supposed to be on duty this afternoon!" Kelanbell pointed at one of the elves and shouted loudly.

"Huh!? How did you know!" Lorrain looked at this elven ranger, who often hung out and played with them, with a face full of surprise.

She said with a depressed look: "What should I do? I won't be able to play in a bit..."

Then she muttered to herself: "How about... I ask for some time off later...?"

Just as she finished speaking...

Lorrain suddenly pulled the communication jade out of her pocket: "Huh?! Why did the captain send me a message?"

"Why did the captain suddenly send me a transmission..." She muttered, and upon opening it to look: Miss Lorrain, I heard... you want to ask for time off this afternoon because you want to play games?!

"Ah—!? I... I didn't! I haven't asked for time off yet—! I didn't—!" A pair of beautiful eyes scanned around in all directions, "What's going on...?! Who snitched!"

...

At this time, Kelanbell was seen secretly snickering on the side: "Haha! This queen can finally play!"

Just then, a figure in white robes with a white beard appeared standing behind her: "*Cough! Cough!*"

"El... Elder Hilu..." Kelanbell turned her head around, her face filled with embarrassment.

"Your Majesty the Queen." Elder Hilu used transmission magic to convey his voice, "May I ask when you will return to the Elven Forest to handle official business?"

"Ahhh—!"

...

Three minutes later, the one sitting next to this group of elves and watching them play had turned into an old elf with white hair.

The crowd of elves looked surprised: "Huh—!?"

How did the person change?!

...

Aside from these powerful magics and abilities, if one were to say what attracted these players to God of War, it would undoubtedly be the twist-filled and perilous story, along with the incredibly powerful enemies encountered time and again, who were teeming within the mythological era.

This also meant that even for these powerhouses who were at the peak of the Saint level, a massive sense of destiny and epic scale accompanied them every single moment, like consecutive mythological chapters waiting for them to uncover with their own hands.

For the players of the East Continent, perhaps there was only the sense of novelty and the clean, straightforward thrill of combat, but for these players of the West Continent, it was different.

What they experienced was far more than just that.

The grand and ancient city of Athens, the endless Desert of Lost Souls...

The gods who guided the path and bestowed power, the enslaved Titans hidden deep within the desert, and Pandora's Box which concealed endless power...

It was as if a world just born from chaos... not yet civilized, filled everywhere with terrifying monsters and unknown dangers.

It was also filled with countless opportunities.

For the players of the West Continent, this perhaps aligned better with the placement of ancient mythology in their hearts.

When several players controlled Kratos, delving deep into the boundless yellow winds of the Desert of Lost Souls that resembled a sand dune abyss, slaughtering who knows how many monsters along the way, and finally arriving before the Titan who bore a ten-thousand-fathom giant mountain on his back...

Climbing along that steep mountain wall, treading upon the corpses of countless predecessors to reach the temple at the peak, that feeling of as if personally creating the birth of a mythological chapter was unparalleled.

But the path of god-slaying would clearly not be so simple.

At this moment, Ares, the God of War, who was who knows how many tens of thousands of miles away, seemed to foresee this scene. He casually yanked a stone pillar from the city of Athens and hurled it out. Kratos, far away in the Desert of Lost Souls countless miles away, at the exact moment he wanted to open Pandora's Box, was pinned to the temple on the spot by this stone pillar! Dead right there!

Afterward, Kratos crawled back from the Underworld by sheer force of will and came before Pandora's Box once again, only then finally obtaining the power within.

Only after accepting the power bestowed by the gods and the power remaining in the box... did he finally have the qualification to fight Ares.

It was unknown how much time passed, or how many dangers were experienced...

Even the players playing on Human Level difficulty fought with extreme hardship.

At the end of the story, Kratos killed Ares, the God of War, saving the Olympian gods from the collapsing heavens and fulfilling an almost impossible mission.

And at this very moment, all the players saw Kratos go to Athena to have the gods fulfill their original promise, to rid himself of the nightmare from years ago when he was schemed against by Ares and accidentally killed his own wife and daughter.

Looking at this deity before them, for some reason, the players who had painstakingly walked through this journey, or the gathered players currently watching the experience, all had a bad premonition in their hearts.

"We said we would forgive your deeds," the voice from the screen said. "Now, the gods have forgiven you."

"That's it?!" All the players stared wide-eyed at this scene, as if unable to believe it was true.

But... it was true.

Having gone through countless hardships and completed a task that was almost completely impossible for a mortal—one that even a god might not necessarily complete—what they welcomed was... "just this kind of result?!"

Returning to that opening scene, Kratos cast off his divine power and leapt down into the abyss. Perhaps at this moment, they finally knew how despondent this man's heart was at this time.

"Damn it!" Saint Leyton, who had played for so long and worked himself to death just to reach this step, instantly jumped up in a rage, "Are there any more god-slaying quests?! I'll slaughter these sons of bitches!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Buy God of War 2 and God of War 3, they'll take you to slaughter all the Olympian gods!" At this time, Boss Fang, who was doing his routine inspection of the shops, spoke up.

"???" Several Saint-level powerhouses froze for a moment.

"Eh?!"

"Boss, give me a copy!"

"I want one too!"

"Time to team up and slaughter gods!"

"Let's go, let's go! Damn it, give me a copy too!"

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