King Of Underworld [EN]: Chapter 151

The King of the Underworld is Tired 152

Gigantomachia – Preparation

“Lord Hades. God Hermes has arrived.”

“Let him in.”

Today, Hermes, the messenger god, came all the way to the Underworld, so I let him in, but the atmosphere was unusual.

His face was serious, a far cry from the playful, witty god he usually was.

“Lord Zeus has declared that he will attack the Plessra Plains tomorrow. He also came to deliver a message asking you to attend the meeting to be held today.”

“…Tell him I will go up to Olympus soon.”

“Yes, Lord Hades.”

As soon as he received my confirmation, Hermes quickly disappeared.

He was probably trying to deliver Zeus’ summons to the gods scattered all over the world, including those in the sea.

It was a sudden declaration of war by the King of the Gods, but.

I wasn’t too surprised because I had already received a letter a few days ago asking me to prepare for war.

There was also advice to act as normal as possible so that the Giants [Gigantes] or Gaia [the primordial goddess of the Earth] would not notice.

I grabbed the helmet of invisibility, Kynee [also known as the Cap of Hades], which was always placed next to the throne.

I reached out my right hand, summoned the two-pronged spear, Bident [Hades’ signature weapon], picked it up, and stood up.

“Is anyone outside the audience chamber?”

“Yes!”

“Call all the gods to the fortress, without exception, except for the Hecatoncheires [giants with 100 hands and 50 heads] brothers guarding Tartarus [the deep abyss used as a dungeon of torment and suffering].”

“Everyone… you mean? Lord Charon [ferryman of the Underworld] or Lord Thanatos [the personification of death]…”

“Everyone.”

Thanatos and Charon are the busiest gods in the Underworld, but.

I have to stop them from working for a while for such an important event. The dead souls will be inconvenienced, but it can’t be helped.

Tak, tak, tak.

With the sound of the messenger hurriedly running out, I got up from my seat and moved my feet to Tartarus.

The final battle was near, so I had to ask the three brothers to guard Tartarus firmly.

Heading down to the Underworld, I saw the three brothers leaning against the entrance to Tartarus again, taking a break.

With 50 heads and 100 hands each, they started talking to me non-stop as soon as they saw me today.

“Yo, Hades. Come more often.”

“What news do you have this time?”

“By the way, that war against those Gigas guys is still…”

“The war is about to begin.”

A total of 150 heads simultaneously closed their mouths.

300 eyes rolled around, thinking about something.

They also knew about the news outside. But Gaia is their mother and benefactor.

They wouldn’t have any particular animosity towards Gaia, let alone the Titans or Cronos [the leader of the first generation of Titans].

“But I have no intention of dragging you into the war. The Gigantes are our enemies. However, the Underworld will be almost defenseless while we are invading the Plessra Plains. I was hoping you could pay a little more attention to the security of Tartarus.”

“Um. Don’t worry about that! We’ll be guarding it as usual.”

“Anyway, good luck. Oh, was the goddess of luck on your side? Hahaha!”

“Still, I hope you win. Those Gigas things seem similar to the Titans for some reason.”

I accepted their words appropriately and had a brief conversation.

Now that I’ve come this far… Maybe the Goddess of the Night will come out soon? She said she would help us last time.

Paasㅡ

“Um?! Is that Lady Nyx [the Greek goddess of the night]?”

“You’ve been coming out of your residence often these days…?”

Since a Protogenoi [primordial deities] had descended here twice,.

The Hecatoncheires were no longer embarrassed.

* * *

Saaaㅡ

As before, the surroundings are covered in darkness. A wall of darkness is created between the Hecatoncheires brothers and me, and the Protogenoi reappears.

The Goddess of the Night, Nyx, whom I met after a long time, had a faint smile on her lips.

“I see you, Goddess Nyx.”

“Heehee… Yes. I thought it was time for you to find me again.”

“…?”

“That plain where those Gigas children are is noisy these days. Maybe Gaia predicted when you would fight and told them? Hehe…”

…Of course, this was somewhat expected.

If there is someone with prophetic abilities, the probability of a surprise attack succeeding is naturally low.

Unfortunately for us, Gaia’s prophecy properly predicted the war.

If this happens, both sides will be fighting with full preparation.

“That’s right. We will invade the Plessra Plains.”

“Yes. Yes. Work hard. I’ll enjoy watching… and if Gaia appears, I’ll help you as promised.”

“Thank you again.”

I bowed my head, feeling grateful for her willingness to keep the promise she made last time, but.

A slightly shy? awkward…? A voice was heard. What the heck?

“By the way. That… what we talked about last time?”

I didn’t know what she was talking about, so I raised my head slightly and saw that the Protogenoi’s face was flushed red.

Why? Did I do something wrong? Did I commit any rudeness to the primordial goddess…

“Do I have to say it with my own mouth?”

“Did I do something wrong…?”

“Hmph! If you don’t remember, I can’t help you.”

The Goddess of Night crosses her arms and turns her head to the side.

For some reason… she looks similar to Styx when she’s sulking at me.

I tried to remember as much as possible why she was acting like this. If it’s about what we talked about last time…

Before receiving the Sign of Uranus, what did I say?

The story about the Gigas [Giants in Greek mythology] and the mortals… Ah!

“Of course, the matter of conveying Nyx’s prestige to mortals will proceed soon. But of course, after receiving recognition from Gaia…”

“Hmph. So you weren’t forgetting it until just now?”

“…The affairs of the underworld are quite busy.”

The gaze that stares at me with narrowed eyes is sharp.

No, it’s actually a gaze filled with power, so I subtly raise my divine power and wrap it around my skin.

“Alright. It’s enough that you remembered now. If I become necessary later, I will help you, so you may leave now.”

I’ve been so busy lately that I forgot the proposal I made to Nyx.

That I would create a statue of Nyx in my temple and spread the word about the Protogenoi [primordial deities] of the Night.

The curtain of darkness lifted… and when I faced the 150 pairs of eyes curious about the conversation between Nyx and me again,

I was thinking about the statue of the Night that I would have to create anew in my temple.

* * *

Returning to the fortress of the underworld, I met the eyes of the many gods looking at me.

As I had ordered the messenger before descending to the entrance of Tartarus [the deep abyss that is used as a dungeon of torment and suffering for the wicked], all the gods had gathered at the fortress and were waiting for me.

“As expected… the reason why you called us all here…”

“Didn’t Hades tell us some time ago? That a war might break out in a few days, but to act as usual…”

“Finally, the time of war has come. Should we bring the Gigas to the underworld?”

“The Plessra Plains were probably… near the Thracian region.”

They seemed to have already guessed why they had gathered here,

Talking with serious faces… then they found me and closed their mouths one by one.

Silence soon spread in all directions, and a heavy tension also lingered.

Because the Hero of Prophecy had fully grown and become a god, and all the gods of the underworld had gathered in one place, and no god could not grasp the situation even after realizing that I had returned from the entrance of Tartarus fully armed.

Everyone in this place felt the war in the air.

I slowly walked forward, meeting the eyes of the deities I passed.

From the lowest-ranking gods working at the very bottom of the underworld to the high-ranking deities that everyone knows by name… all of them.

“Hades.”

“Is there not much time left?”

“…The time to fight is approaching.”

The eyes of the Three Goddesses of Revenge, which seemed even more bloodthirsty today, and Thanatos [the personification of death], who looked tired but had sharp eyes, and the other gods of death, Moros [god of doom] and Keres [spirits of violent death].

Hypnos [the god of sleep], standing silently with his arms crossed, and Morpheus [the god of dreams], scratching his head.

“I can fight too.”

“Goddess of Mint, this is not your place.”

“…But.”

“This war… is dangerous even for high-ranking deities…”

“I almost got hurt last time, but I will definitely succeed this time!”

Mente [goddess of the river Cocytus], gathering her hands on her chest and looking at me, and the Goddess Styx [goddess of the river Styx], stopping her.

The Goddess Lethe [goddess of oblivion], looking at me with calm eyes, and Persephone [goddess of springtime], clenching her fists and biting her lip.

Their eyes were all filled with the will to wipe out all the enemies of the gods.

The gods who help me, who rule the underworld… always reliable and trustworthy.

I cleared my throat once and commanded, looking at the gods.

“As everyone has noticed, Zeus has declared war on the Gigas.”

“……!”

“After finishing the meeting to be held in Olympus today, we will advance to the Plessra Plains tomorrow.”

Everyone’s attention is focused on my mouth.

The energy emanating from the numerous gods gathered in this place shakes the underworld.

“Thanatos, Hypnos, and Charon [the ferryman of the underworld] will be excluded from the war, considering the importance of their duties. Mortals and lower-ranking deities should also remain in the underworld, considering the dangers of war.”

The expressions of the gods changed at my words.

Some were convinced, Mente lowered her head with a sullen expression, and Charon put his hand on his chin and seemed to be thinking about something.

“The underworld’s forces will be composed only of gods and monsters who have already died. As I felt in the battle at Mount Etna, the dead who were defeated by the Gigas could not come to the underworld and were annihilated.”

When the dead of the underworld rampaged in the mortal realm and died to the Gigas… they could not return to the underworld and met their end.

Whether this is the power of the Mother Earth or the power given to monsters who are on par with the gods, I do not know.

And in fact, for gods who exert transcendent power,

Mortal allies become a burden. Unless we are going to use the troops like consumables…

“First, the gods I am calling from now on will attend the meeting to be held in Olympus with me. First, the Goddess of Oblivion, the Goddess of Discord, the River Styx…”

I called the names of high-ranking deities above a certain level.

The last thing to say is the gathering of the army of the dead made up of monsters, the content of the oracle to be given to the mortal realm, and the defense of the underworld during the battle.

And after dismissing everyone, I crossed the Acheron River [river of woe] with the deities I had mentioned in advance and headed to Olympus.

Heracles [also known as Hercules], the Hero of Prophecy.

The connection between the mortal realm and the underworld.

Even the cooperation of the Protogenoi in preparation for any unforeseen circumstances.

All the elements necessary for certain victory have been prepared…

I will surely wipe out all the enemies and win.