Chaos's sky, the sun was setting in the west.
Apollo drove his golden chariot across the sky, and tranquility spread over the land.
The day's work had thus ended, and the deity who acted as the sun returned to Mount Olympus.
The power of Mother Night emerged from beneath the earth, shrouding all the light in the sky.
No one noticed the minor battle occurring in the east of the land; it was like a flower on the earth.
All of Mount Olympus was completely oblivious to it.
To the northwest of Athens, in the City of Eryxis.
Night was approaching, and the hustle and bustle of the day had dissipated.
The nights of this era were so quiet, only the locations of the royal palace and the church still brightly lit.
The city's inhabitants had already returned to their homes, and not a single figure could be seen on the main streets. Yet at this moment, a heavy pressure, origin unknown, weighed on everyone's hearts.
Dark, heavy shadows scattered across the sky, and all the stirrings within the entirety of Eryxis seemed confined here, unable to reach afar.
As time ticked by, the invisible pressure continued to climb, but at a certain moment, before it even reached its peak, a dazzling beam of light suddenly rose from the royal palace.
The sky seemed lit up, and the intense light tore through the heavens. The invisible pressure couldn't hinder its movement in the slightest, without a moment's pause, it broke through towards the southeast instantly.
If unimpeded, perhaps it would have left the city in an instant. But the next moment, five fierce columns of light soared into the sky, firmly blocking the path of that escaping light.
In an instant, light and shadow zigzagged nine times in the sky. Without a hint of lingering in battle, four columns of light were easily shattered by it.
Battling a Divine Descending embodiment, crushing was one difficulty, defeating another, drawing even another, and avoiding battle was the least challenging.
In an instant, only the last column of light, which emanated the power of the Goddess of Agriculture, stood before Theseus.
Without the unexpected, given the Goddess of Agriculture's level of combat, he only needed to feint once, perhaps not even needing a real confrontation to escape.
If the other All Gods' Divine Descendings had not been completed, and only she could not stop him, then this encirclement would have become a joke.
The painstaking efforts of so many deities easily evaded by a single person—what a ludicrous scene this was.
When word of today's events spread, the vast majority of mortals would not grasp the intricacies. They would merely think the gods were just so, potentially shaking their status in the Mortal Realm...
Streaming light flickered, suddenly faltering in the process of thrusting forward.
Looking at the figure shrouded in divine light before him, Theseus suddenly felt a premonition.
From appearances alone, the figure before him was unlike any he had seen before, but appearances were never the key issue.
After all, a Divine Descending's vessel could also be a person, having different visages was only normal. However, now that they were close, Theseus felt two somewhat different divine powers.
"This power... you are not the Goddess of Agriculture."
The voice was cold, yet his heart sank slightly, for in that instant, Theseus understood the underlying reason.
The Goddess of Agriculture had been replaced; under normal circumstances, one deity could not disguise as another to perform a Divine Descending.
After all, other things could be falsified, but divine power under the sway of authority could not be imitated.