Son of the Hero King

The ongoing fight between Hypnos and Ambrosia was not faring well for Hypnos. Hypnos had always looked down at the Demigods. He had once been a god after all and would soon be one again once he found his territory.

Struggling against a demigod made him seethe with anger at his powerlessness, but he knew that there was not much left for him to do. This was different from his fight against Camelia. Facing a genuine demigod with a mere avatar and hoping to win would be a foolish notion.

“Seems like Lupus died. Your partner has also been captured.” Hypnos gritted his teeth as he looked at Ambrosia. A book was floating next to her and she acted as if he was not even a threat to her. Still, she was speaking the truth.

This whole operation is a monumental failure. Hypnos was enraged.

Not only was he unable to secure Lupus or the divine weapon, but he was also unable to send back the important information he had gathered to his real body.

We need to kill Sol, now while he is still weak. Forget about hiding and accumulating more power.

They had so many plans, made so much preparation, and yet everything was about to go down the drain just because of one fucking individual. The frustration agonizing his heart right now was not what mere words could hope to explain or convey.

They had been hiding for eons. Growing and healing their souls and now… there was only just one step left for them to reach their goal.

“I can feel your thoughts going at hundreds of miles a second at the moment. Must be very frustrating, right? Don’t worry, I understand. My son-in-law is a man of many talents.” Ambrosia chuckled.

Hypnos eyed Ambrosia, his anger at an all-time high seeing a puny demigod mock him so, but did not give in to his anger. His eyes landed briefly on the sleeping girls who were being healed on a flower field alongside Camelia. However, he could feel the presence of the Four Directions near them, hiding in between dimensions to protect them.

Normally he wouldn’t fear four King-level beings, however, with a demigod here to keep him in check… there was no way he would be able to bypass them. Attacking them and trying to take them hostage was useless.

In the end, there were only two options left in front of him. Realizing this fact Hypnos stopped fighting and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

“I give up,” Hypnos said calmly.

Ambrosia eyed him with a suspicious look in her eyes. She stopped the spell she had been weaving to attack Hypnos and decided to keep in a semi-activated for good measure.

“What are you scheming?” She asked.

“Scheming? Nothing. I will be like an open book.” He grinned and spoke, “Sol, I wish to bargain.”

Hypnos was not surprised to see Sol manifest before him out of thin air the moment he called him. Even though he could feel multiple presences with Sol’s energy signature, one near Lilith, one near Sun Wukong, and the other now standing before him, he was still not surprised.

Three avatars at the same time, huh? No, perhaps even a fourth?

This alongside the different laws Sol showed was proof that Sol was trying to walk the path of Omniscience, Omnipresence, and Omnipotence simultaneously. Yet, the knowledge was still not enough for him to have an estimate of the concept Sol chose to embody.

“Speak,” Sol ordered, and Hypnos showed no irritation at the clear lack of respect and decorum.

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Releasing a sigh of defeat, he continued, “We have no reason to fight each other. You do not follow Luxuria and the others and more importantly, I can see that you are not my father, Adam. You are not our enemy, and our goals also differ and do not converge. I believe an alliance between our two sides would be possible.”

“… You speak so eloquently and yet; do you think you even understand my goals?” Sol shook his head but Hypnos was not deterred by his nonchalant attitude.

“I might not have understood it in the past… But I can guess that you are trying to conquer the Mortal Realm. Now that I have seen the evolution of your dimension, I can guess that you have an exceedingly more ambitious goal.”

“… Then, what about yours? Why are you trying to gather the power of the Seven Divine weapons?

Hypnos closed his eyes for a moment, only for a moment though as they swung right open instantly— a blazing determination rippling in his pupils, “Our goal is simple really. We wish to bring back the era of the gods.”

The wind stirred as if the words he uttered in themselves were enough to shake everything and yet… Sol showed no particular surprise.

“You speak as if you revealed some grand truth when you gave me a whole lot of nothing. I hate when people take me for an idiot.”

Hypnos clicked his tongue, realizing that Sol was not fooled by his half-baked words.

“We plan to face the goddesses and recuperate our Divine Thrones in the Divine Realm. Furthermore, we also plan to get back our rightful place as the rulers of this world. For you, nothing would change if you accept this alliance.” Hypnos still hid as much information as he could but decided to be more forthright by sharing one of their main objectives.

“Heh...”

This time Sol outright laughed, “So you mean to say that despite knowing I am Adam’s reincarnation, you feel no enmity with me and even after conquering the universe, you will quietly let me rule the Mortal Realm?”

His laugh slowly vanished as a sneer covered his face, “Don’t make me laugh.”

“You can trust us. In fact, we can even make an Oath on the World if you so desire. I am sure none of my siblings wish to have someone like you as an enemy.”

Hypnos was serious as he spoke. Though he definitely would find a way later to break the contract, at the very least, having Sol as an enemy now was nothing but an inconvenience.

The enemies they needed to face were strong enough already and they did not need more of them.

“My answer is clear… I refuse.”

Negotiations failed, huh…

Hypnos acknowledged the situation and understood that there was nothing he could do now.

There was no escape. However, he could not let Sol obtain any more information from him.

This was why,

“Farewell, I hope you will not regret your choice. All seals unlock!”

Hypnos’ body began to swell and shine with an incandescent light. The power of divinity was not something an avatar could contain, not when it was to such a degree, and that’s why… the inevitable was about to occur.

Ambrosia was startled and immediately started retreating toward her daughters. She had no wish to face such a self-sacrificial attack head-on. She was not worried about Sol, she knew the boy would survive.

Sol’s expression meanwhile did not change even as he watched Hypnos reach his very limit.

He knew from the start that containing and imprisoning a demigod like Hypnos would have been nearly impossible.

So, he never had any plans to even bother. When the power was finally at its breaking point, Sol snapped his finger,

｢Famine -::- All Devouring Beast｣

A giant maw made of darkness loomed, its edges jagged and irregular. It was covered with thousands of eyes, each one unblinking and filled with a malevolent glow. The eyes darted in every direction, scanning the surroundings with a hunger that could not be sated. The mouth opened slowly, revealing rows upon rows of razor-sharp teeth, each one glistening with an unnatural sheen.

As it opened wider, a deafening silence filled the air, as if the very essence of sound had been swallowed. Hypnos, now nothing but a pulsing orb of brilliant light, floated helplessly before the gaping maw, he was still conscious and the last thing he saw was unending darkness.

With a swift and voracious snap, the mouth closed around him. The darkness seemed to ripple and writhe as the explosion was devoured; the light consumed by the abyssal teeth. The eyes blinked in unison, their glow intensifying momentarily before fading back into the depths of the darkness.

In an instant, the mouth vanished, leaving no trace of the energy it had consumed, only an echo of the insatiable hunger that lingered in the air.

“Thanks for the meal,” Sol said as he suppressed a burp. The energy of a demigod, even if only an avatar, was perfect to shorten the time needed for him to become a Demigod.

He had to say, enemies who left gifts like this were truly the best.