(Bonus Chapter) The deep-sea battlefield, where blood and divine power intertwined, had become a boiling inferno.
Just as the siblings Nereus and Ceto were locked in a life-and-death struggle, the many children born of Pontus and Gaia had also split into opposing factions amid the chaos, reenacting an ancient tragedy of fratricide and civil war.
Nereus had been forced into the conflict he despised in order to protect his manipulated children and countless marine kin, his heart filled with helplessness and grief.
The other children of Pontus, however, fought for very different reasons.
Ceto, the Mother of Sea Monsters, joined forces with her sister Eurybia and chose to stand beside Poseidon.
They had long since grown unable to tolerate their cruel and terrifying father, Pontus, and overthrowing his rule was a desire they had suppressed for countless aeons.
On the opposite side, two of Pontus’s sons—Thaumas, who embodied the ocean’s salinity and darkness, and Phorcys, who represented the terrors of the deep—made the opposite choice.
They hoped to prove their loyalty and worth to their father during the upheaval, seeking a greater share of power in the future order—or perhaps even the chance to replace him.
As a result, they fought with exceptional ferocity, relentlessly attacking their former sisters and Poseidon’s forces.
Because of this, the clashes between Pontus’s direct descendants became some of the most tragic spectacles on the battlefield.
Each of them was a powerful deity born from the union of the primordial sea god and the Earth Mother, naturally possessing dominion over parts of the deep sea.
Their divine powers were immense and mysterious.
Aside from newly risen supreme gods like Poseidon and Zeus, along with a handful of ancient beings, almost no one could confront them head-on through sheer strength alone.
In the end, the only ones capable of stopping—or even killing—them were often their own parents, children, or siblings.
It was yet another heartbreaking family tragedy unfolding beneath the sea.
For descendants such as Echidna, the Mother of All Monsters, and the three Gorgon sisters—Medusa, Stheno, and Euryale—who had entered the battlefield alongside their respective parents, every battle against their own blood was even more brutal.
Echidna, the half-woman, half-serpent goddess, possessed such overwhelming potential that in later myths she would give birth to countless monsters feared even by the Olympian gods.
Meanwhile, the three Gorgon sisters, led by Medusa, were born with the terrifying curse of the Petrifying Gaze, capable of turning even gods into stone with a single direct glance.
Faced with such fearsome daughters, even their own parents, Phorcys and Ceto, dared not show the slightest mercy.
Every exchange was fought with lethal intent, for a single moment of hesitation could condemn them to eternal death.
… As time passed, the battlefield steadily tilted in Pontus’s favor under the relentless spread of his corrupting power.
Combined with the primordial sea beasts and chaotic currents unleashed by the countless battling gods, the battlefield descended into utter confusion, where friend and foe were almost impossible to distinguish.
“Poseidon!
We can’t keep dragging this out!
Pontus’s corruption is even more troublesome than we expected!
Our soldiers are being converted far too quickly!” In the distance, Eurynome shouted while struggling to purify another section of the battlefield.
“Hahahaha!
Did you hear that, Poseidon?!” Pontus laughed as he swung his hurricane-wreathed giant hammer in another devastating assault.
“It seems the washed-up goddess you placed so much hope in hasn’t been much help after all!
She’s nothing but a pathetic worm clinging to the glory of the past!” He seemed to relish humiliating his old rival.
His attacks grew fiercer, and his words even more venomous.
“Do you know?
Back in ancient times, that bitch, Eurynome, really did give me quite a few headaches.” “Her disgusting authority could always cleanse my corruption.
That’s why I paid any price necessary to strip away her divinity and banish her!
After that, I reshaped this sea into the perfect breeding ground for my power!” A twisted grin spread across Pontus’s face.
Throwing his arms wide as though embracing the entire battlefield, he roared arrogantly, “Look well, Poseidon!
No matter how much you struggle, this sea has been under my rule for countless generations!
It is my domain!
In the end, every fool who dares follow you will become nothing more than another drop of water in my kingdom!” Throughout Pontus’s endless boasting, Poseidon simply continued wielding his trident, his expression calm and unchanged.
Hmm… wait… judging from everything this guy has just blurted out… Eurynome’s authority is fundamentally his natural counter?
Specifically capable of suppressing his corruption?
Poseidon pondered while exchanging blows.
He had sensed something similar during their previous encounter.
Why is it that every one of these villains feels compelled to reveal their own weaknesses?
He couldn’t help sighing inwardly.
No wonder Kronos and the others lost the Titanomachy so spectacularly.
These old-generation gods really can’t keep their mouths shut.
After blocking another hammer strike, Poseidon suddenly stopped attacking.
Looking at Pontus almost like an elder lecturing a child, he spoke calmly.
“Hey, Pontus.” “Hm?” “Here’s a piece of advice.” “Next time… talk less.” “Seriously.” “That’s exactly why you old relics always lose to us ‘brats.'” “W-What… did you just say?!” Pontus froze for a moment, unable to understand what Poseidon’s seemingly nonsensical remark meant.
At that exact instant— Whoosh—!!
With a sharp flick of his wrist, Poseidon hurled his trident—the divine artifact embodying the Sea God’s authority—toward Eurynome on the distant battlefield.
The move was so sudden, so utterly unexpected, that every god who witnessed it froze.
Those locked in combat.
Those casting purification spells.
Even Pontus himself.
For the briefest moment, the entire battlefield seemed to have been paused.
The Sea God… Had thrown away his divine weapon?
And thrown it to someone else?
In the middle of a battle between supreme gods?
“What are you doing?!” Pontus was the first to recover.
His eyes widened as he stared at the now empty-handed Poseidon, as though looking at a madman.
“Have you lost your mind?!
Do you know you’re beaten, so you’ve simply given up?!” “Nothing like that.” Poseidon’s voice remained perfectly calm, carrying a composure that made Pontus feel an inexplicable sense of unease.
“I’m simply making full use of the information you so generously provided.” “…What?” “Since you were kind enough to tell me…” Poseidon smiled faintly.
“I’ll return the favor by telling you one thing.” “Simply put…” “If Goddess Eurynome regains her full divine power…” “…your corruption becomes completely worthless, doesn’t it?” —————– Guys, Check out our New Works: Greek Mythology: The First Divine And Greek Mythology: The True God of Fate You can Find them in my profile.
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