Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Unlike the Eastern Lands now akin to Hell on earth, in the regions close to the northeastern part of the continent, there was still peace at this moment.

The northern part of the continent had always been desolate, with no deity willing to reside there. Hence, Typhon, having left Mount Olympus, had not approached this area; due to environmental limitations, the further north one went, the fewer life forms there were, and thus there were no signs of attraction of the Demonic Monsters and evil creatures born from the flesh of Typhon.

Right now, on a small hillock, a handsome young man was walking along the muddy path, leaning on an iron sword.

He was Cadmos, the prince of Phoenicia, the brother of Princess Europa, and one of the kingdom's mightiest warriors.

Ever since Europa was taken by Zeus, their father, Agenor, had commanded the three brothers to go to the west in search of her whereabouts. After consultation, each chose a different direction.

Phoenix chose to head straight west, Kilkis went a bit to the southwest, while Cadmos ultimately chose to search in the northern regions.

After many hardships and crossing the vast ocean, the young prince finally set foot on the legendary land.

At this moment, he was unaware of the catastrophe that had befallen the Mortal Realm. In Cadmos's eyes, he only saw that the distant south seemed to have experienced a terrible natural disaster not long ago, which was vaguely visible even across great distances. From that day forward, the climate turned abnormal, the Moon was unseen at night, and the Sun's light felt somewhat uncomfortable.

It was as if the orb of light was not an orb at all, but a glowing human face... Cadmos's childhood was devoid of storybooks, so naturally he wouldn't have seen any abstract cartoons about 'Father Sun', but this sensation felt similar. However, if the stuff of children's tales actually appeared in reality, that would truly be eerie and frightening.

Of course, none of this deterred the young prince, who was kind and steadfast. His heart in the search for his sister remained unshaken.

For him, this was not merely a task his father had imposed upon him; it was a mission he must complete. An elder brother should protect his sister, so no matter how many difficulties and dangers he faced, he would never retreat.

"The gods will protect me."

In silent prayer, for a Phoenician prince of noble character, piety was a trait Cadmos naturally possessed.

He believed the deities would bless him from the unknown, and that he would ultimately achieve his goal.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, a sound of surprise came from the sky, and Cadmos immediately raised his sword in guard. The next moment, he saw a deity descending to the ground on invisible currents of air from the southern sky.

He recognized the identity of the newcomer, for in the kingdom of Phoenicia there were statues of the Divine King and his envoys.

Thus, watching the arrival of Zephyrus, Cadmos lowered his sword, straightened his clothing, and slightly bowed to the Wind God.

"Respected Wind God, envoy of the Divine King, Cadmos from Phoenicia offers his respects to you," he said.

"Phoenicia?"

Having landed, Zephyrus pondered the somewhat familiar name.

He couldn't recall from where he had heard of this human nation, it probably wasn't a land that worshipped any particular deity... As for the human nations overseas, or many newly established small cities, the God of West Wind generally knew little.

But none of that mattered, nor did he care where this human came from. What was important was whether he met the requirements of the Divine King.

After leaving the cave, Zephyrus immediately started searching for the mortal Zeus required, but he did not head to the most densely populated areas.

The core of the Eastern Lands might be populous, but it was also where divine traces were most abundant and where trouble was most likely to be encountered. So after much thought, the God of West Wind chose to head north.

He was prepared to spend a great deal of time on this quest, after all, he did not know if any human tribes had moved north and settled there... But to his surprise, on the way, in the wilderness, he encountered a being who was clearly extraordinary among mortals.

Such a man was sure to have a firm will. To avoid any unexpected developments, Zephyrus still wanted to confirm:

"Very well, Cadmos of Phoenicia, fate has guided you and me to meet here... but I still want to know, why have you come here?"

"I have come in search of my sister," Cadmos replied respectfully, bowing slightly.

"My sister Europa has disappeared, and I have been commanded by my father to cross mountains and seas, vowing to find her and bring her back, but to this day I have no news of her whereabouts."

"!"

Surprised, Zephyrus finally remembered where he had heard the name Phoenicia.

Europa, was that not the new affection of the Divine King... He instinctively thought to leave, but the next moment he halted. After all, it seemed from the human's words that this man did not know that Zeus was the source of it all.

"...Then," after a moment of silence, Zephyrus looked at the respectful human prince before him: "Are you willing to set aside your current quest and take up the heavy responsibility of saving the Divine King?"

"What?"

Cadmos looked up in surprise, and the God of West Wind explained lightly.

"Cadmos, you may have been away from your kingdom for a long time, so you are unaware, but the land now lies submerged in a sea of blood."

"A Demonic Monster named Typhon has risen from beneath the earth, vowing to destroy all life in the Mortal Realm. The gods dare not confront its sharpness, only the Divine King stands in its way."