Chapter [205]

Riser, still holding Sona's shoulder, felt a strange vibration in the air, a signal he knew all too well. It was the system activating. He knew that when the system called to him like this, something serious was about to happen.

[SYSTEM ACTIVATED]

[Special Mission Detected]

Riser narrowed his eyes, focusing on the information that appeared in his mind.

[Serafall Leviathan is in Olympus, being threatened by the Greek gods. With the death of the Maous, the gods of Olympus no longer fear the Devils. Show that the underworld is still a force to be reckoned with.]

[Objective: Rescue Serafall and reestablish the respect of the Greek gods for the underworld.]

[Accept mission? Yes or No]

Riser looked at Sona, who was still worried about her sister. He knew this was the perfect opportunity to deal with Serafall's problem and show the Greek gods that the underworld was still a power to be feared.

"It'll be alright, Sona," Riser said, his voice filled with confidence. He gave her a small smile to reassure her before concentrating on the system again.

["I accept," he said internally, without hesitation.]

[Special Mission Accepted]

[Time to complete the mission: 72 hours]

Riser felt the weight of time on his shoulders, but it only increased his determination. He turned to Sona, his eyes glowing with renewed resolve.

"I have a hunch where she might be," Riser said, keeping calm in his voice so as not to alarm Sona. "I'll check, and if I find her, I'll bring her back safe and sound."

Sona looked at Riser, still a bit tense, but the confidence in his words seemed to calm her slightly. She nodded, though a shadow of concern remained in her eyes.

"Thank you, Riser. I trust you."

Riser gave Sona one last reassuring look before activating the magic circle beneath his feet. The golden light began to glow, illuminating the living room as he prepared to teleport.

FWOOOSH!

Riser vanished from the underworld mansion, reappearing in a matter of seconds in Greece, specifically in the lands stretched beneath the shadow of Mount Olympus. The air around him was heavy with divine aura, and he knew he was nearing the entrance to the realm of the Greek gods.

He began walking through the rocky, mountainous landscape, his eyes keen for any sign of a secret or magical entrance that might lead him directly to Olympus. Though the mission was dangerous, Riser knew he had the power necessary to face any threat.

After walking for a few minutes, Riser stopped in front of a rock formation that exuded ancient, divine energy. He knew it was more than just rocks.

"This is it," Riser murmured to himself, his eyes focused on the energy emanating from the site.

Riser approached the rock formation, sensing the divine energy radiating from it. He knew Olympus was protected by powerful barriers, but he also knew nothing could stop him from completing his mission. A slight smile formed on his lips as he raised his hand, ready to break through the shield that kept Olympus protected from intruders.

"This is a type of magical shield, but it will be ineffective against me."

He concentrated the power of the Phoenix in his hand, golden flames beginning to envelop his fingers. With a swift and decisive movement, he struck the magical barrier before him.

CRAAAACK!

The shield flickered for a moment, trying to resist Riser's power, but soon shattered into pieces, disintegrating into shimmering lights.

FWOOOSH!

With the shield destroyed, Riser advanced through the path that opened before him, his golden flames still radiating power around his body. He walked with firm steps, without hesitation, until he reached the monumental entrance that led directly into Olympus.

Crossing the entrance, Riser found himself in a vast hall, the heart of Olympus. In the center, seated on majestic thrones, were the twelve gods of Olympus, imposing and powerful, seated in a semicircle. Zeus, at the center, exuded an aura of power and authority. Beside him, Hera watched everything with a penetrating and impassive gaze.

In the middle of them all, chained, was Serafall Leviathan. Her expression was serious, but her eyes showed a faint glimmer of relief upon seeing Riser approach. She was surrounded by the gods, clearly under close watch.

Zeus rose from his throne, his powerful gaze falling on Riser, but without surprise. It was as if he had already expected the Devil's arrival.

"Riser Asmodeus," Zeus said, his thundering voice echoing through the hall. "You dare step into Olympus without permission, even after the fall of the Maous? I must admire your courage… or your folly."

Riser took a step forward, his posture confident, showing no sign of fear or hesitation.

"I've come for Serafall," Riser said, his voice firm and authoritative. "And none of you will stop me."

Zeus laughed, a deep, thundering laugh that reverberated through the walls of the hall. Hera, beside him, watched with a look of disdain, while the other gods remained silent, attentive to the confrontation that was about to unfold.

"You are in our domain now," Zeus continued, his eyes sparking with electricity. "Here, the gods of Olympus rule, and you, Devil, are alone."

Riser kept his gaze fixed on Zeus, his eyes glowing with fierce intensity.

"I don't need allies to deal with you," Riser said, his voice cold. "I am the most powerful Devil in the underworld now. And if you think you can intimidate or subjugate the underworld, you're making a grave mistake."

The air in the room grew tense, the divine auras reacting to Riser's presence. The golden flames around his body flared, lighting the hall with a brilliance that rivaled the gods' own energy.

Serafall, still chained, watched silently, knowing Riser had the power to handle the situation, yet remaining alert.

Zeus narrowed his eyes, his expression turning serious.

"We'll see if your words are as powerful as your flames, Riser Asmodeus."

Sparks of electricity began dancing around Zeus as he raised his hand, ready to unleash a devastating attack.

But Riser didn't wait. He advanced quickly, his golden flames intensifying even more, filling the room with a blinding light.

CRAAAASH!

The impact was so violent that Zeus was hurled backward with incredible force, flying through the air like a meteor. His body collided with the marble wall behind him, shattering it into thousands of pieces as he disappeared into the dust and debris.

BOOOOOM!

The explosion from the impact echoed throughout Olympus, shaking the golden pillars supporting the hall. Hera and Athena, who were near Zeus, were thrown away by the shockwave, being tossed like rag dolls through the air.

"Aaaaah!" screamed Hera, her voice desperate as she was thrown against a column, her body violently colliding with the marble.

"Husband!" Hera's scream echoed through the hall as she desperately tried to recover and search for Zeus amidst the debris.

Athena had also been thrown back, but with divine agility, she managed to steady herself in the air before hitting the ground, her eyes wide, watching Riser with a mix of surprise and admiration.

Riser, his body still surrounded by golden flames, briefly glanced at Hera, who was screaming, trying to find Zeus among the rubble.

"Stop screaming, woman," Riser said disdainfully, his voice laced with coldness. "He's still alive... for now."

Riser's words cut through the air like a sharp blade, bringing a tense silence to the environment. The flames around his body continued to crackle, and he was fully focused on the mission.

While Hera and the other gods watched in horror and disbelief at Riser's power, Serafall, still chained, smiled slightly. She knew Riser could face the gods of Olympus and turn the tide in favor of the underworld.

Zeus, still trapped in the rubble of the destroyed wall, began to rise slowly, his eyes glowing with fury and electricity. He was wounded but not defeated yet.

"You... will pay dearly for this, Riser Asmodeus," Zeus growled, his voice full of rage as sparks of electricity began to dance around his body again.

Riser, with a cold smile on his lips, took a few steps forward, his eyes glowing with unshakable confidence. He pointed directly at Zeus's chest, where golden flames began to spread rapidly, consuming the Greek god's body.

"Are you sure you want to spend your last words on me," Riser said, his voice dripping with disdain and authority, "instead of your wife and family?"

Zeus, still standing, with his body being consumed by the flames, tried to maintain his composure, but the pain and inevitability of his fate were already clear in his eyes. The sparks of electricity that once emanated from his body began to weaken, and he briefly looked at Hera, who screamed in despair as she saw her husband slowly disintegrating.

Hera, her eyes wide with horror, tried to run toward Zeus, but her steps faltered, the helplessness in the face of Riser's power consuming her entirely.

"Zeus! No, please!"

The scene before her was devastating. The great Zeus, the king of the gods, was now powerless before a Devil who had surpassed all expectations.

As Riser's flames continued to consume him, Zeus tried to speak, but no words came out. His body began to disintegrate, turning into golden dust that floated slowly in the air, disappearing bit by bit.

Silence dominated the hall as everyone present watched what was happening. Hera collapsed to her knees, tears streaming down her face as she stared at the empty space where Zeus, her husband, had once stood.

"He... He's gone..." Hera murmured, her voice a weak whisper.

Riser kept his gaze fixed on the spot where Zeus disappeared, without any trace of emotion. He then looked at the other gods, who were still in shock at what had just happened.

"Now, does anyone else wish to challenge the underworld?"

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