Alistair stored the 3,003 divine sparks and reached out to tap the final orb of light.
In an instant!
The orb transformed into radiant starlight, merging into Alistair's soul.
"..."
Alistair sensed it briefly, instinctively opening his hand.
A brilliant glow emerged.
Countless stars unfolded before him, forming a scroll.
The scroll was like a vast, beautiful cosmos.
Clusters of stars appeared upon it.
[Underworld]
Alistair nodded as he saw his current location. Not far from it was an enormous star cluster.
[Saint Seiya]
"The Underworld was originally supposed to be attached to the Saint Seiya world."
"But."
"Because I, as the God of Darkness, became the Lord of the Underworld, the Underworld has detached from its original world, or rather, exists in a liminal state."
Alistair glanced at it briefly before looking around.
[Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba]
[Akame ga Kill!]
[Overlord]
[Saekano: How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend]
[Dragon Ball]
These five star clusters varied in distance from his position.
Of course.
This was only as shown on the star chart.
The real distance?
It might not just be the span of a star cluster but that of universes, or even multiverses or omniverse.
The Dimensional Star Chart.
The third gift the system left Alistair after its dissipation was this chart, capable of traversing the myriad worlds.
"By expending divine power, I can have the star chart automatically explore nearby worlds."
"The cooldown for opening a portal is three months."
"But."
"Aren't these first five worlds a bit ridiculous?"
Alistair couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. These five worlds were either too weak or too strong.
The four closest ones were manageable.
A slice-of-life series, an isekai series, a magic series...
A mix of genres.
Overall, they weren't too powerful.
For Alistair, exploring them posed no issue.
"But Dragon Ball? Isn't that a bit too much?"
Alistair examined the [Dragon Ball] world.
He'd set it aside for now.
Honestly!
Between [Dragon Ball] and [Saint Seiya], which was stronger?
Alistair could only say it was hard to tell for now.
He didn't dwell on it too much, storing the star chart and preparing to head to Elysium to claim the final legacy.
He had to admit.
Hades was truly a great Lord of the Underworld.
Alistair's starting point was absurdly luxurious.
If.
As the God of Darkness, Alistair had started from scratch, even with world-class talent, it would have taken immense time and effort, and many things would have been difficult.
But Hades?
This legacy came with territory, equipment, and resources.
Starting with nothing versus starting with a billion-dollar empire—could they even compare?
No way.
With a sweep of his will, Alistair arrived at Elysium.
Unlike the Underworld, which perfectly matched the world's grim impression of it, Elysium was breathtakingly beautiful, like a painting.
Paradise?
Describing it as such wouldn't be wrong at all.
"Hmm..."
Alistair surveyed his surroundings, pondering briefly before whispering, "Pandora, the traitorous witch; Ker, the Goddess of Fate; and Persephone, the Queen of the Underworld—their divine sparks were nowhere to be seen. In Elysium..."
Alistair released his will, gradually enveloping all of Elysium.
The Underworld and Elysium.
They seemed to be one entity.
In reality.
They were two interdependent realms.
Because of this.
Alistair couldn't fully sense Elysium before, but now, having arrived, it naturally fell under his control.
"A barrier?"
The statue of the Lord of the Underworld in Elysium had vanished, leaving only the final Underworld Temple.
Alistair walked toward it, and a dark purple glow bloomed.
It was an ornate Surplice.
It was said.
In the beginning, the twelve Olympian gods all wore Kamui.
But.
At some point, Hades, Poseidon, and Athena left behind their Kamui, donning Surplices, Scales, and Cloths instead.
With Zeus' disappearance, true Kamui vanished as well.
The Surplices, Scales, and Cloths worn by Hades, Poseidon, and Athena were armors comparable to true Kamui.
And this Surplice before him was none other than Hades' own.
Ornate wings, exuding an aura of stillness.
However.
"Even though I had my guesses, looking at this helmet, I still want to complain."
"How was this helmet even designed?"
"No wonder."
"Poseidon and Athena wear their Scales and Cloths with helmets, but Hades never wore his."
Could he even wear it?
What was that thing?
Alistair looked at the rectangular, brick-like helmet and shook his head helplessly.
But.
He could tell this helmet wasn't just a helmet. During the Titanomachy, it was forged by the three Cyclopes brothers for Hades—the Helm of Invisibility.
"The Helm of Invisibility."
"The Sword of the Underworld."
Alistair's gaze fell on the longsword that came with Hades' Surplice.
It was a divine artifact no less than the Helm of Invisibility. Anyone struck by the Sword of the Underworld would be banished to the void, never to return.
Not only that.
The Sword of the Underworld would eternally curse its victims, subjecting them to endless torment, gradually eroding their life, soul, and will.
"And beyond that..."
"There are also 3,003 Underworld God Surplices to match the divine sparks, all of excellent quality."
"Plus, Hades' Surplice, comparable to a Kamui, and the Helm of Invisibility and Sword of the Underworld, two divine artifacts."
"How did Hades fight the Holy War so pathetically with this setup?"
Alistair couldn't help but complain. With this configuration, how did you make such a mess of the Holy War? Talk about embarrassing!
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