PFC Chapter 483 Return (Page 12)
Chapter 483 Return (Page 12)
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Although it was expected, when Zeus himself uttered this stern and resolute oracle,
The entire temple remained shrouded in an almost suffocating silence!
Even the goddess Hera frowned slightly.
A thoughtful glint flashed in Athena's wise eyes, and a soft tremor escaped from the golden lyre in Apollo's hands.
Even Ares, who was usually hot-tempered and warlike, subconsciously clenched his fists.
His face showed an unusual solemnity.
This divine decree is almost equivalent to an absolute, inviolable... red line!
It defines "collusion with the forces of Cthulhu" as the most unforgivable and highest-level crime of treason within the Olympian pantheon!
The punishment was so severe that it even surpassed the punishments inflicted on the Titans and Prometheus in history!
After Zeus finished speaking, he did not immediately look away.
He continued to stare into the void, as if he were in a silent confrontation with some invisible and extremely terrifying being.
His broad palms
Unconsciously, he stroked the constantly leaping lightning patterns on the armrest of the throne, which symbolized absolute power.
the look in his eyes,
It became more profound, filled with indescribable complexity and... a deep sense of apprehension.
What he feared
It wasn't just Michael's terrifying power—the ability to cross borders and completely annihilate a powerful god-king.
What he feared even more was Michael and the "lawful" camp he represented.
The absolute, uncompromising, and even dire need for divine war that they displayed in dealing with the "Outer God Contamination" issue... their tough stance and ruthless methods!
Odin's fall was not merely the death of a powerful god-king, but also an extremely clear and bloody warning!
The object of this warning,
It's not limited to the Norse pantheon!
It's like the Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all powerful pantheons!
Zeus knew better than anyone that Olympus was not a monolithic entity either.
The allure of Cthulhu, the shortcut to power, the desire for immortality… these are poisons powerful enough to shake even the gods.
It could also erode his forces.
Perhaps, some entities have already established an ambiguous connection with those indescribable things in secret...
The lesson of Odin's past is right before our eyes!
He absolutely cannot allow Olympus to follow in Asgard's footsteps!
Even if... it requires the use of the most cruel and ruthless iron fist!
This divine decree is not only a declaration to the outside world, but also the beginning of the most severe deterrence and purge within!
"Did you all understand?" Zeus withdrew his gaze, scanned the gods again, and his voice returned to calm, yet it was more chilling than the thunder before.
"I obey the decree of the God-King!" Athena was the first to stand up, bowed slightly, and spoke in a clear and firm voice.
Apollo, Ares, and other gods also rose to obey the command.
Hera looked at Zeus's profile, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, before finally nodding slowly.
Zeus nodded slightly and waved his hand: "All of you, step back. Athena, strengthen the patrols and intelligence monitoring of the sacred mountain. Report any abnormalities immediately."
"Yes." Athena accepted the order and left the temple with the other gods.
In the empty temple, only Zeus remained.
He leaned back on the throne, slowly closed his eyes, and pressed his fingers firmly against his brow.
A rare hint of fatigue showed on his dignified face.
Odin's death weighed heavily on his heart like a boulder.
He knew that an old era was rapidly collapsing, and a more chaotic and dangerous new era... had already begun its bloody curtain.
Can the giant ship Olympus maintain its course amidst the impending storm?
How should this god-king deal with this?
These questions, like dark clouds, loomed over Zeus's mind and over the entire Mount Olympus.
Outside the temple,
The sun still shone brightly, and the sea of clouds still churned, but an invisible, somber atmosphere pervaded the air.
It has already quietly spread.
...
Shangjing City, Night Watch Headquarters.
Deep underground, in the top-secret command center known as the heart of the Great Xia Dynasty, the atmosphere was as heavy as the deathly silence before a storm.
Countless enormous holographic screens floated in mid-air.
The system was updating energy fluctuation data, spatial rift alarms, and encrypted intelligence transmitted from frontline special operations teams at an alarming rate from all over the country and even from other dimensions.
The deep alarm and the hum of the instruments intertwined, creating a tense symphony that never stopped, a symphony called "Guardianship".
The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant and the distinctive odor emitted by high-powered electronic devices.
Cold and efficient.
At the very front of the command center, in front of the arched main control console that resembles a ship's bridge, a figure stood with his back to the crowd, intently watching the largest main screen in the center.
He wore a slightly worn but crisply starched deep red Night's Watch cloak.
The edges of the cloak were embroidered with intricate dragon and cloud/thunder patterns in dark gold silk thread.
It symbolizes the identity and authority of the highest guardian of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Beneath the cloak was a crisp black combat uniform, outlining his still upright, pine-like spine, yet bearing the marks of endless vicissitudes and heavy responsibilities.
Ye Fan.
Commander-in-Chief of the Great Xia Night Watch.
At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as still as a spear, completely motionless.
The screen was rapidly switching between the last data transmitted back by the outer probes of Asgard.
The image fragments, extremely blurred and distorted due to the violent energy impact—that earth-shattering burst of holy light,
The terrifying rift that tore through the void, and... the fleeting afterimage of that six-winged figure holding something and making a majestic declaration...
Countless intelligence analysts, technical experts, and high-ranking Night's Watch commanders bustled about behind him.
They spoke in hushed tones, trying to piece together the truth from the limited information available.
Everyone's face was filled with tension and anxiety.
suddenly!
On one side of the main screen,
An energy spectrum analysis window, representing the highest priority, directly transmitted from the "Nine Cauldrons" deep within the headquarters.
A glaring red final confirmation icon suddenly popped up!
Almost at the same moment,
On the communication console beside Ye Fan, a communication channel with an encryption level of [Top Secret - Gods] was forcibly connected.
An extremely brief yet highly informative encrypted message was sent out!
The message was instantly decoded by the supercomputer, transforming into a line of cold text, which was projected onto the retinal imaging device in front of Ye Fan:
[Target: Odin Polson (Fallen Body)...Life signs...Completely disappeared...Confirmed fall...Executor: Michael (Seraphim)...Location: Core of Asgard...]
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
All the noise in the command center
It was as if it had been instantly severed by an invisible giant hand!
Everyone froze in place, their gazes involuntarily and with disbelief and horror focusing on the red figure standing in front of the control panel!
Ye Fan's ever-steady, mountain-like back suddenly jolted!
His hands, clasped behind his back, suddenly clenched at the knuckles, producing a very slight "crackling" sound. Fine cracks instantly spread across the edge of the command platform, which was covered in a thin layer of frost, where he had unconsciously pressed.
He slowly, very slowly... turned around.
The hem of his cloak traced a heavy arc with his movements.
His weathered face, etched with the marks of perseverance and wisdom, was revealed.
His brows were tightly furrowed, and the deep wrinkles, like those etched by a knife, seemed to deepen in that moment. But what was most unsettling were his eyes—
Those eyes, usually deep and unfathomable, seemingly able to see through everything, always containing calmness and wisdom...
But then it suddenly contracted!
Deep within his pupils, the cold confirmation message on the main screen was reflected, bursting forth with an unprecedented and extremely shocked light!
Deep within that light, there was also a trace of disbelief and a burst of intense thought!
The command center was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the only sounds were the faint hum of the instruments and the almost cessation of everyone's breathing, which was suppressed to the extreme.
The next second—
Ye Fan's lips moved slightly.
A deep, hoarse voice, yet as powerful as thunder, boomed through the deathly silent command center, slowly and deliberately uttering each word.
It carries a heavy force, as if confirming some absurd fact:
“Odin…”
He paused, took a deep breath as if it were carrying a thousand pounds of weight, and then exhaled sharply!
"died!!!"
These two words, like a volcano that has been accumulating for thousands of years, suddenly erupted!
It was no longer a question, but a groundbreaking announcement that was finally confirmed!
The sound wasn't loud, yet it seemed to contain an invisible shockwave.
It swept through the entire command center in an instant!
The shockwave made everyone's eardrums ring! It shook their minds and sent chills down their spines!
"what?!"
"Odin?! That Odin, the king of gods?!"
"Dead?! Killed by Michael?! How is that possible?!"
"Asgard...is it really over?!"
After a brief silence, an uncontrollable uproar and gasp erupted!
All staff members, regardless of rank,
Regardless of what they were dealing with, they were all horrified, suddenly standing up from their seats, their faces filled with extreme shock and disbelief!
Odin! That's Odin! The king of the gods in Norse mythology!
Even after he fell into depravity and betrayed his cause, colluding with Cthulhu, his strength was still absolutely that of a terrifying being standing at the top of the world!
It is a [Supreme Divine Threat] that ranks extremely high on the Great Xia Night Watchers' highest alert list, capable of triggering a world-ending catastrophe!
Such a being... actually... died just like that?!
Hunted across borders by an archangel from heaven, and beheaded in the heart of his divine realm?!
The impact of this news was a hundred times, a thousand times, stronger than the death of Loki!
Ye Fan ignored the commotion behind him.
His gaze remained fixed on the confirmation message.
The shock deep in his pupils receded slowly like the tide, replaced by an extremely sharp solemnity that seemed to pierce through all fog, and... a deep vigilance!
His brain was working at an unprecedented speed.
Analyzing the immense amount of information and potential crises hidden behind this shocking news, information that could reshape the entire world order...
Michael succeeded... This means his strength and determination far exceeded expectations!
This means that the "Lawful" faction's tolerance for "Outer God corruption" is... zero!
This means... a massive purge sweeping across global pantheons, affecting all mystical forces, and targeting the infiltration of outer gods...