Chapter 798: A Legend in the Making. 3
"Eunuch...?" Zeus's body trembled with anger as he looked at Victor with eyes overflowing with pure rage, the same look he gave to the Gods when something didn't go according to his desires.
This was the famous enraged face of The King of The Gods, a face that struck fear into the hearts of the Gods in his own Pantheon. But for Victor? He felt nothing but indifference and disdain.
Thunder roared in The Underworld, and Zeus disappeared. He willingly left the territory he created and went to attack Victor, but... he stopped... right in front of Victor.
"So, this is the famous King of The Gods of Olympus?" Victor's disdain in his words was quite obvious.
"You are not a God, nor a King." Victor's Draconic Features began to distort into Pure Crimson Darkness. His figure started to deform, and his face was no longer visible, leaving only an unknown Being with just a mouth and crimson red eyes.
"You are nothing but a coward who only knows how to take advantage of those weaker than himself, just a child who was unloved by his mother and father."
"What a mediocre person you are, Zeus."
Zeus's teeth ground with pure hatred, he really wanted to make this Mortal pay for the insults he was uttering, but... he couldn't, he was too afraid to cross into Victor's territory.
"Zeus, don't do it! Don't fall for his provocations, he's just trying to make you lose control! Come back now, we need to regroup." Kronos spoke.
"... Oh? Kronos, another maniac God King who thinks he's important just because he controls Time."
Kronos's face twisted. Victor's words were an offense to all, he knew exactly where to hit. To be honest, it wasn't that hard; the Gods were walking balls of ego, especially these so-called God Kings.
"Come to think of it, father and son are so alike, huh?"
"Both are the youngest of the litter, both are petty and think they are above everything, both were betrayed by their wives,"
Victor's smile widened, and he spoke the last words that drove the Gods crazy:
"... And both had their wives taken by me."
"Tell me, how does it feel to have your wife stolen? I bet you've never felt that, right?"
"ALUCARD!!!"
Both of them roared and ignored any warnings the Gods were giving, flying towards Victor.
Zeus was the first, he tried to punch Victor with his superior strength, but all he managed to do was have his hand grabbed by Victor and thrown away from his territory.
Kronos came next. The Titan of Time used his specialty, which was Time, and tried to trap Victor by stopping his Time.
When Victor stopped moving, Kronos believed he had succeeded, but he was shocked when Victor turned his face and punched him, throwing Kronos into The Sea of Blood.
"That's the problem with you Primordial Gods. You all think you are the Embodiment of your Concepts."
"You couldn't be any more wrong. Only The Primordial Entities are the Embodiment of their own Concepts. Kronos, you are not Time itself, you are just a user of Time... And for such a Being, there are thousands of ways to deal with you."
One of those ways was the Energy of Negativity itself. As long as Victor covered himself with that Energy, Time wouldn't interfere with him, unless, of course, the Time Manipulator was someone on the level of a Primordial Entity.
Victor disappeared, leaving behind Red Lightning, and struck Kronos in the face thousands of times, hundreds of thousands of times.
Sounds of Thunder echoed around, and a crater was forming beneath Victor. Each punch to Kronos' face made the entire Underworld tremble before such savagery. One thing was correct, if this fight had occurred on Earth, the planet would be at risk of being destroyed with the amount of force Victor was using to punch Kronos' face.
After all, he wasn't holding back; he was using his Power to the fullest. Not just his Power; he was using his cunning mouth to provoke the enemy, and his quick reflexes to read the situation of the battle around.
When Victor won the war against Diablo, he didn't just gain Diablo's memories, he gained his cunning and devious personality as a Demon, and the knowledge he had accumulated over thousands of years from Supernatural Beings.
Diablo was a paranoid Being, he wanted to know everyone and everything, especially the Gods. So, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Victor was well-acquainted with the Divine.
Zeus roared like an enraged beast, and the skies began to darken. In an instant, a giant blue Lightning Bolt struck down on Victor.
Victor smiled lightly. Red Lightning covered his body, and then he disappeared.
RUMBLE, RUMBLE!
An explosion erupted when the Lightning hit the ground, hitting Kronos himself.
"HAHAHAHAHA" Victor laughed while clapping; he seemed very happy. "Who are you targeting, Zeus? Don't tell me... You are taking advantage of this situation to eliminate your rival?"
"I underestimated your cunning, God King," Victor spoke with an impressed look.
And his Demonic words were heard by Kronos' Faction, who looked at Zeus angrily.
"Zeus, what are you doing!?" Atlas roared in anger.
Zeus trembled. "W-Wait, that was..."
Victor's voice sounded next to Zeus.
"A magnificent feat! As expected of Zeus, a traitor will always be a traitor."
Zeus turned his face, but all he saw was Victor's fist coming towards him.
BOOOOOOM!
"Cough."
Zeus spat golden blood, and for a moment, his mind blanked completely, but he quickly woke up when he felt someone holding his head.
He looked up and saw Victor's Demonic smile. Soon, something happened that left everyone speechless.
Victor froze the ground beneath him and transformed the Red Ice beneath into several sharp spikes. Then he grabbed Zeus's face and dragged it across the ground, shredding apart the face of The God of The Heavens of Olympus.
"AHHHHHH!"
Zeus' agonized screams were music to Victor's ears, and it only made his smile grow wider, satisfying his sadistic side.
The Demon King was painting the Ice-laden floor with the golden blood of the Gods, and guess what? These wounds were permanent because, like all his attacks, this Ice was infused with his Blood.
His brutality was befitting of a Demon; he showed no mercy or pity, only savagery.
"What are you doing!? We have to do something; if this continues, both will die!" Ares roared as the wounds on his body started to heal. As expected from the vitality of a God; his Soul was not weak.
"...I mean, isn't it a good thing if he dies?" Dionysus spoke. Despite his fear, he saw no harm in this situation. At least Zeus would die, right? He didn't like being forced to fight in this war; he was The God of Wine! He liked drinking, not war!
"Idiot, if he dies, that Demon will turn against us!"
"It's too late..." Athena spoke as she looked at Zeus and Kronos.
Kronos was incapacitated thanks to Zeus' attack and The Demon King's assault. It wouldn't be surprising if he was dead by now, after all, The Demon King spared no effort.
While Zeus...
"AHHHHHHHH!"
Victor stepped on Zeus's head and pulled his arms in a way that shouldn't be possible.
The sound of broken bones echoed like a gruesome symphony to Victor's ears, and the screams of pain were just icing on the cake. He wanted more!
MORE!
"Scream for me." Victor began pulling Zeus's arms upward. "Squeal like a pig!"
"AHHHHHH!"
"That's right! Good boy! HAHAHAHAHA!"
Zeus' scream grew louder, and soon, everyone heard the terrible sound of something tearing.
Victor removed Zeus' arms from his body, and The Olympian God screamed like a slaughtered animal. He had never felt pain like this before; it was a pain that came straight from his Soul. It wasn't just his arms that were torn off; part of his Soul was taken as well.
Even if he were to escape now, he would never be able to regrow his arms unless he fixed the damage to his Soul.
Victor threw Zeus's arms into The Sea of Blood, and they both sank, consumed by Victor's Essence. Even now, Victor didn't let his Sea of Blood dissipate; even though it was draining his Energy and putting his heart to work overtime, he wouldn't undo it.
"Let's continue!"
"W-Wait, mercy, please..."
"Mercy?" Victor spoke in astonishment and then laughed at the Gods' hypocrisy. "When you were raping anything with a hole, did you ever listen to your victims? Why should I listen to you?"
Victor began removing limb after limb from Zeus. As someone who learned directly from Lily Lucifer, a woman capable of bringing Lovecraft's magnificent arts into reality, Victor knew where to make the God King scream the most.
After an endless five minutes of pure torture, all that was left of Zeus was the upper part of his body. His legs and arms were no longer there; holes were seen in his body where his organs had been removed, and his white hair had long been forcibly pulled out.
That body was only a shadow of what the God King once was.
This torture made sadistic smiles appear on Nyx, Scathach, and Morgana's faces. Not only them, even the Maids were in ecstasy, especially Medusa, who gazed upon Victor with adoration, love, and lust more than ever before.
She loved this sight; for her, the suffering of The Greek Gods was nothing but a delight for her sense of revenge.
As for Aphrodite? She just watched with indifferent eyes. She wasn't as sadistic as these women to enjoy this grotesque sight, but she felt a small sense of satisfaction seeing that arrogant Zeus, who tried to dictate her fate several times in the past, in this position.
During this time of torture, no one dared to approach Victor or do anything. All the Gods watched with various feelings in their hearts, most of them being a small sadistic appreciation.
After all, it was a fact that all the Gods had several grievances with Zeus; The 'Father' of Olympus was not much loved.
Victor raised his right hand, and it began to change, becoming sharper. In the next moment, he plunged his hand into Zeus's back and grabbed his spine.
"J-Just k-kill me..."
"No."
Victor pulled Zeus's entire spine out of his body.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!"
Victor turned Zeus' face to the Gods of Olympus, showing a sight that would haunt them forever. He used his mouth for support and began forcing the opening wider.
"Just stop, please..." Artemis murmured, but her pleas fell on deaf ears as The Demon King applied even more force.
The incomprehensible cries of despair from Zeus were heard until his head slowly began to split in half until... His head was cleaved in two.
"NOOOOOO!"
For a moment, everything fell silent until the weather began to change. Thick, Lightning-filled clouds mingled with the Blood Clouds, and an even stronger rain began to fall. The climate in Olympus went completely mad now that there was no one left to manage it.
The King of Olympus was dead, permanently.
He was killed by Victor Alucard, The Demon King of Tyranny.
At that moment, two Beings appeared beside the Olympians.
"I arrived too late." Erebus muttered in shock.
Victor pierced Zeus' heart and pulled it out of his body. He looked at the heart, which had a faint blue Energy, and swallowed it.
"Mm, tasty." He then threw Zeus's body into The Sea of Blood, which was soon absorbed by the sea.
Aphrodite opened her eyes wide in response to Victor's action. 'He really ate it... He's crazy, doesn't he know that Zeus is practically his opposite? Does he want to die!?
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
Victor's Red Lightning began to gain a stronger red hue and seemed even more vivid and visible. At this moment, Victor felt that he could control the weather as he pleased.
"Hmm~, this feeling is so good~"
Aphrodite opened her eyes wide again. 'His Lightning has been refined... Don't tell me he absorbed Zeus's Power? How!? ...Ah, Roxanne...'
With Roxanne in his body, any Positive Energy consumed by his heart would be adapted and turned into Negative Energy. In the case of Zeus' Power, this Power was neither Positive nor Negative; it was merely a part of the planet's existence and shouldn't harm Victor.
It would be different if Victor tried to devour a God of Light since 'Light' was directly connected to The Positive Side of the scale.
But Neutral Elements or even Darkness wouldn't harm him.
Tartarus looked at Kronos in the distance and approached him. When he appeared near Kronos' body, a fist came towards him and sent him flying.
He couldn't even react to such absurd speed.
"Stealing others' kills is not cool."
Victor grabbed Kronos by the neck and showed his sunken skull to all the Olympians; he was effectively dead, only still breathing due to his natural resilience as a Second-
Generation Primordial God.
Using his right hand, Victor pierced Kronos' heart and pulled it out.
A situation similar to Zeus' death occurred, and suddenly, the 'Time' on Mount Olympus stopped 'advancing.' With the death of Time, everything in the Pantheon became stagnant; nothing would be created anymore, and the past and future of The Greek Pantheon ceased to exist, leaving only the present.
"The Heart of The Titan of Time..." Victor opened his mouth and ate it.
"Mm, not bad." Victor threw the Titan of Time's body into The Sea of Blood. Unlike Zeus, almost his entire Soul was still usable, so he could return as an Immortal Soldier, and that was what happened.
Kronos, The Ancient Titan of Time, returned as an Immortal Soldier.
"... Brother..." Atlas clenched his fist as he looked at this sight.
Victor's blood-red eyes turned violet, and his gaze shone for a few seconds.
"Hmm~, this feeling, so this is what 'Time' really looks like, huh." Victor felt that he could now see even more of The Truth of The World; he could even influence Time a little if he wanted.
Reading Kronos' memories, he understood.
'I see... Even Kronos couldn't interfere with Time on a large scale outside his Pantheon.' The reason for this was obvious to Victor.
The Primordial Beings.
Beings that always sought Balance; they would never allow Gods with important Concepts like Time, Life, and Death to act as they pleased outside their Pantheon.
Victor slowly began to understand more about everything.
With each dead God he absorbed, his existence gradually became elevated; 'Mortality' was leaving him, and he was entering a completely new realm.
'I feel like... I'm close to understanding something... What is this? What is this feeling?' Victor was internally confused, but this confusion was not reflected on his face.
Suddenly, sounds of horns were heard, and on the horizon, Persephone, riding a black horse with wings, was seen. Behind her, all The Legions of The Underworld were present.
"We are surrounded!" Apollo shouted.
The war had only just begun.
