"I've named it—the Red Spider Lily."
Hum~
The seed gently fell to the ground, taking root and blooming in an instant into a radiant crimson flower.
Its delicate stamens stretched freely, lending it an air of mystique amidst its dazzling beauty—an enchanting, otherworldly bloom.
"The Red Spider Lily... Thank you!"
A smile blossomed on Persephone's face.
Just as she reached out to touch Nameless, a figure abruptly appeared between them.
It was none other than Hades, Lord of the Underworld.
Grabbing Nameless by the shoulder, he unceremoniously tossed him into the River Styx. "Congratulations on completing your trial. I shall grant you the baptism of the Styx, bestowing upon you immortality!"
A short while later.
After emerging from the Styx's waters.
No sooner had Nameless climbed out than Persephone approached with deep concern. "Your clothes are soaked—you should take them off quickly. Prolonged exposure to the Styx isn't good for you."
Her demeanor was dignified, her movements graceful, like a queen reigning from on high—
If only she weren't actively trying to undress him!
"Absolutely not! Absolutely not!"
Nameless hastily retreated several steps.
This was the Underworld—he wouldn't dare take liberties with the Lord of the Underworld's wife even if he had ten lives to spare!
Hades snorted coldly. "By the name of Hades, the gates of the Underworld shall forever remain closed to you!"
Hum!
Divine power erupted, forcibly ejecting Nameless and Mash from the Underworld!
Countless onlookers burst into laughter—
-[Hahaha, poor honest Hades panicked! If he didn't kick Nameless out now, his wife would've been stolen away!]
-[Damn, is this the privilege of being a top-tier beauty with maxed-out charm?]
-[Sorry, but being this handsome means you can do whatever you want!]
-[Tsk, Achilles had his heel held by his mom, leaving a weakness in his immortality. But Nameless got thrown into the Styx whole—no weaknesses at all!]
...
"Another goddess!!!"
Illya couldn't help but gnash her teeth.
This was terrifying. Even goddesses couldn't resist his charm, falling one after another.
Once this video ended and those twelve gods came knocking, who could possibly stop them?
"This is really bad..."
Miyu was equally filled with worry.
Her brother's charm was simply too great—not even gods could resist him, let alone the Beast of Humanity, Tiamat.
She wondered if that Beast of Humanity would step forward to protect her brother...
Under their anxious gazes.
The scene suddenly shifted elsewhere.
There stood Cronus, who had appeared at the beginning.
Having received the Holy Grail from the Demon God King Goetia, he had completely broken free from his seal.
In one fell swoop, all the imprisoned Titans, along with countless demons from the depths of hell, surged forth!
Giants larger than mountains, their power terrifying beyond measure.
The earth trembled beneath them.
They had begun their ultimate revenge, determined to annihilate the entire mortal world.
To slaughter every last god and human without exception!
"So many terrifying giants... No wonder Nameless had to unite with the gods!" Illya's face paled as she watched.
Heracles, known as the "Little Giant," stood just over two meters tall.
But among these giants.
The smallest were dozens of meters tall, while the largest reached heights of over a kilometer!
Cronus, once defeated by King Zeus, had devoured numerous Titans and now wielded a power far surpassing his former might!
A terror beyond compare—truly, no one knew how to oppose him!
Not just Illya, but every viewer was left in awe.
Megalophobia!
The sheer enormity of these giants was more oppressive than the gods themselves!
As everyone watched in stunned silence.
The video shifted back to Nameless's location.
Another god appeared on screen.
This one, too, possessed breathtaking beauty, yet wore simple, ordinary clothes as she gazed at a distant farmhouse kitchen where a fire burned for cooking.
Softly, she asked, "Nameless, for what do you fight?"
This goddess was none other than Hestia, the Goddess of the Hearth.
One of the three virgin goddesses of Olympus, more deserving of the title "Olympus' conscience" than even Hades!
To escape the pursuits of Poseidon and Apollo, she had chosen to preside over the humble domain of the hearth.
A right the gods cared little for, making her the most overlooked among them.
"To reclaim the flame of humanity's hope—and for my own survival!" Nameless answered earnestly.
"We gods can see that the flame of humanity's hope will one day be extinguished. To protect it would require an immeasurable sacrifice."
Hestia's eyes seemed to flicker with flames.
"If there are no torches left in the world, then I shall be the sole light!"
Nameless's gaze was unwavering as he met hers.
Even in the darkest of nights, there were always those who clung to the belief in light.
Even if battered and bruised, even if bloodied and broken, even if toiling their entire lives—they still burned themselves to illuminate others.
Now, it was his turn to kindle the flame!
"I shall be the sole light... Nameless, will you pass on the flame?"
Hestia held out a torch, her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at him.
This man possessed a will unbroken even by death—truly humanity's greatest guardian.
"Of course."
Nameless reached out and took the torch, a smile suddenly gracing his lips. "Lady Hestia. I fight because behind me are countless hearths, countless happy homes. That is why I must win!"
"Then go, and pass on the flame. Carry this torch to Mount Olympus!"
Hestia gently patted the young man's head.
She was the one who presided over the hearth fires of all people, symbolizing the happiness and harmony of countless families.
Once the flames were extinguished, it would mean the disintegration and death of those families.
If all the hearth fires went out, the entire human race would perish!
Hestia said gently, "Run forward, shatter the darkness and despair, and spread the fire of hope for humanity!"
"Alright!"
Nameless held the torch and ran all the way toward the distant Mount Olympus.
As he ran, [Alaya] unexpectedly began playing the BGM—the stirring melody of Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart—
[Run forward, facing cold stares and mockery!]
[How can one feel the vastness of life without enduring hardships?]
[Fate cannot make us kneel and beg for mercy!]
[Even if our arms are drenched in blood!]
[Keep running, with the pride of a pure heart.]
[How can one see the brilliance of life without persevering to the end?]
[Rather than clinging to a feeble existence, why not burn passionately!]
...
Accompanied by the impassioned music, Nameless, holding the torch and sprinting wildly, appeared so solitary yet so full of resilience.
That was the torch of hope.
That was the flame of a bright future.
That was the tomorrow of happiness and peace!
Countless spectators couldn't help but exclaim in awe—
-[Hestia truly lives up to being the conscience of the gods—this trial is purely a test of the heart!]
-[Young man, passing the flame? So the Olympic torch relay started with Nameless?]
-[The first torchbearer had no name—Nameless!]
-[He raised the torch, and from that moment, he became the light in the darkness, illuminating the entire human world!]
-[Everyone, let your light shine, however faint. Like fireflies, you can still glow in the dark—no need to wait for a torch!]
...
"The Olympic torch relay…"
Illya gazed at the scene with mixed emotions.
In modern society, the Olympics originated in Greece.
The Olympic torch, too, begins its journey from Mount Olympus, traversing countless nations and regions before reaching the host city.
Once the torch relay begins, all wars cease, and everyone turns their attention to the games.
Now, Nameless had become the first torchbearer!
"Big Brother has suffered so much… With the lights of countless homes behind him, he couldn't retreat even if he wanted to!"
Miyu sighed softly.
No one knew how many years he had fought, how many times he had been gravely wounded on the brink of death, all to finally secure peace.
And now, he still had to battle terrifying giants one after another.
It truly made her heart ache!
The video continued.
The torch was passed by Nameless to Mount Olympus.
There, Queen Hera appeared before him.
At the same time, several other gods stood present.
A golden apple rested in their midst.
Illya stared blankly at the screen. "Here it comes! The legendary myth of the Golden Apple—I wonder what choice Nameless will make…"
This was a well-known divine tale.
Legend had it that during the wedding of the human hero Peleus and the sea goddess Thetis, only Eris, the goddess of discord, was not invited.
Holding a grudge, she placed a golden apple at the wedding with an inscription:
[For the fairest one present!]
When Nameless arrived at the scene, the dignified and majestic Queen Hera smiled at him.
"Nameless, congratulations on receiving the blessings of the gods. Now, you face my trial."
"What trial?" Nameless asked.
"Choose who the golden apple belongs to."
Hera gestured elegantly toward the golden apple at the center of the gathered gods.
"Choose me. As Queen Hera, I can ensure you pass your trial and grant you supreme power!"
"You're abusing your authority on purpose!"
Aphrodite, the goddess of love, couldn't help but glare at her.
Among the gods, the debate over who was the most beautiful goddess had long raged.
Even knowing the golden apple was Eris's scheme, none of the goddesses were willing to back down.
Nameless had been summoned precisely to officially declare who was the fairest!
Since he had already completed Aphrodite's trial, she couldn't use that as leverage.
Aphrodite quickly made her own offer.
"Nameless, if you choose me, I will grant you the happiness of love—countless beautiful women will adore you!"
For a man, this was the ultimate reward.
It even made Mash feel a little nervous.
No—this wasn't a reward at all!
Mash suddenly remembered that her senpai possessed charm even gods couldn't resist.
Countless had already fallen for him—he didn't need this!
"Choose me. If you do, I will grant you unparalleled wisdom!"
Athena, clad in armor and wielding her spear, also made her promise.
As the true goddess of war, she had no intention of conceding the title of the fairest.
Having already bestowed upon him the blessing of [Victory], granting him [Wisdom] now would almost be equivalent to giving oneself to him!
One after another, the goddesses fixed their burning gazes upon Nameless, making him the absolute center of attention at the wedding venue.
The bride and groom had long been pushed aside.
Under the watchful eyes of all the spectators and deities.
Nameless looked at Athena and said, "I already possess sufficient wisdom and enough strength."
"Eh, you really don't care at all?"
Athena was taken aback.
Before the other goddesses could laugh.
Nameless had already turned to Aphrodite and said, "As a mere passerby, I cannot offer these people a future, so I cannot accept such karma."
All he wanted was to fulfill his mission of safeguarding humanity, yet time and again, people were drawn to him.
This was a punishment, not a reward!
Finally, Nameless turned his gaze to Hera: "I am but a nameless heroic spirit, in need of neither power nor remembrance."
At that moment.
Artemis, the Moon Goddess, glared sharply at Nameless: "Choose me! You've enjoyed my favor, or else don't blame me for hunting you down!"
She absolutely refused to let the youth she cherished be snatched away by these seductive hussies!
"..."
Nameless glanced around at the circle of goddesses, then chuckled softly: "Since everyone cares so much about me, my choice is—"
He stepped forward and picked up the golden apple on the table.
The hearts of the goddesses and the audience alike leaped into their throats, all eyes fixed intently on him.
Everyone wanted to know which goddess this nameless heroic spirit would choose.
Then.
Under the stunned gazes of all.
Nameless took a small bite of the golden apple, smiled shyly, and said, "If I must choose, then I choose myself!"
The audience erupted in shock—
-[Damn, I tried to estimate Nameless as highly as possible, yet I still underestimated him!]
-[Truly the fair-faced youth beloved by the gods—how is this even possible?]
-[Wow, I thought Nameless would painstakingly persuade the goddesses not to be deceived, but I never expected him to be so decisive!]
-[Tsk, Nameless has become the most beautiful, pursued even by the Evils of Humanity and the gods themselves—Nameless divided into N parts!]
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