A voice, ancient and resonant, rang out in the mind of the divine inheritor, echoing gently and lingering for a long time.

Thump thump ~~~~

One by one, the divine inheritors suddenly knelt on the ground, clutching their chests, their heart areas, with expressions of pain and ferocity. Veins bulged, cold sweat poured out of their bodies, drenching them in a short time, and their faces turned deathly pale.

The ordinary people around them were shocked and retreated continuously, covering their mouths and noses, thinking these people had contracted some infectious disease.

Besides, there were many other divine inheritors on site, but they were unaffected.

A closer inspection would reveal that all those suffering were, without exception, inheritors of Poseidon!

They each had one or more water flow totems on their bodies, having inherited Poseidon's Divine Power.

"My lord god, why do this to me!"

"No, don't take back my Divine Power, don't kill me!"

"How could this happen!"

"Have our past beliefs been for nothing, you're a worthless god!"

"Poseidon, I curse you to die!"

The divine inheritors were incredulous. The god they believed in had ultimately become the scythe that reaped their lives, mercilessly taking their life!

Plop!!!

The divine inheritors spat out black blood, staining the ground.

In no time, the entire street was rivers of blood.

With continuous thumping sounds, one by one the divine inheritors fell, their eyes staring wide open, lifeless, as the Divine Power within them rapidly dissipated.

Dead, all dead. In Greece, those who first awakened divine power are all dead!

The ordinary people stood dazed, not knowing what happened. Was it a plague? Or divine punishment that killed all the divine inheritors.

The stench in the air was strong, and no one dared to approach.

"Look at the blood, something is wriggling inside it!"

Suddenly, a little boy pointed in surprise at the river of blood on the ground.

Hearing this, everyone looked over and was immediately horrified, their bodies trembling.

Within the river of blood, something was wriggling. The once calm blood started to ripple as if worms were crawling within, slowly bubbling, resembling a real river.

No one knew what was happening, they retreated again, unwilling to get closer, only watching from afar.

In the next second, a terrifyingly miraculous scene occurred.

The blood, it started to rise!

Like rain falling back to the sky, each drop rose slowly into the air, suspending itself as if time had stopped, unmoving.

Thousands upon thousands of droplets of blood hung in the air, bizarre and terrifying.

Suddenly, the blood droplets rapidly converged towards the center, quickly forming a large blood sphere, three meters in diameter, spinning in mid-air.

"What kind of ghostly thing is this?" One ordinary person spoke in terror, never having seen such a sight.

No others could provide an answer.

As all the blood gathered in mid-air, the ground became clean and tidy, except for the dry corpses left without a trace of blood in them.

Under fearful gazes, the blood sphere began to change shape, transforming into a fierce tiger, then into a hunting dog, then into a mouse, changing hundreds of forms until finally becoming human!

A humanoid figure formed of blood suspended in mid-air, making it even more terrifying, for often such human-like monsters are what terrify humans the most—the uncanny valley effect.

"Hahaha, I, Poseidon, am the first god to descend to the mortal world!"

Suddenly, the blood humanoid emitted a man's voice, and this man claimed to be Poseidon?!

The crowd was shocked. The name Poseidon was not unfamiliar; even if the games hadn't manifested, it would not be forgotten, as it was a part of their country's mythology. From children to elders, everyone had heard of the name of Poseidon.

The god who ruled the seas, controlled the waters, could summon storms and tsunamis with a single hand, easily drowning a nation, possessing terrifying power.

How did he come here, a deity descended?!

But if a god had descended, why would he take the inheritors' lives?!

Before the crowd could react, the blood started to transform, slowly growing flesh, forming bones, skin, and hair, until finally becoming a male body, a perfect body at that, with impressive muscles, over two meters tall, and exceedingly handsome, a typical Greek appearance.

Poseidon slowly opened his eyes, blue pupils shining like brilliant starry rivers, bright and dazzling.

Many women at the scene were captivated by those eyes, losing their minds.

Only the men did not succumb to the allure, instead viewing Poseidon as a dire threat.

"You are definitely not a god; a god would not kill us inheritors." A man with two lightning totems on his neck stepped forward and spoke coldly.

In their hearts, gods are supreme, protective of their people, and would never murder humans brutally like this monster before them, so he could definitely not be a god!

"I can smell a familiar scent on you, turns out you're an inheritor of my old friend Zeus." Poseidon said with a squint and a smile.

Nonsense about gods not slaughtering their subjects.

If not, why give them Divine Power? It's to consume them!

Upon hearing this, that man looked at Poseidon in surprise, for Poseidon's tone was too calm, as if truly greeting an old friend, could it be he really is a god?

"You're an inheritor of Zeus, so I won't kill you, lest that old fool blame me for being late." Poseidon said disdainfully.

If eating Zeus's inheritor caused Zeus to be late, he'd surely get scolded, better off eating someone else.

And he had someone in mind to eat!

The man who killed his most excellent inheritor, if not for that man, he would have emerged long ago, all his fault!

He knew where that man was, in a country called Huaxia.

"Do any of you know where Huaxia is?" Poseidon looked at the ordinary people and said coldly.

He wanted to go to Huaxia to take revenge.

Not knowing Poseidon's power, to avoid trouble, they pointed out Huaxia's location.

Instantly, Poseidon turned into a stream of water, flying towards Huaxia at incredible speed, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Once Poseidon left, the oppressive atmosphere vanished instantly, the inheritor of Zeus who spoke earlier suddenly collapsed to the ground, losing all his courage.

For some reason, facing Poseidon, he felt unprecedented pressure, as if any move he made would mean instant death.

So he did not act, only relaxing once the other had left.

"Could that really be a god?"

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