Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 886 - 358 Now, I Make the Following Arrangements

Chapter 886: Chapter 358 “Now, I Make the Following Arrangements Chapter 886: Chapter 358 “Now, I Make the Following Arrangements Splash—

To the northwest of the Kingdom of Pylos, an important sea lane passed through the region.

Descendants of the Sea God founded their kingdom here, controlling this vital trade route.

And today, Antilokos, son of King Nestor, was standing at the bow of his flagship.

Not long ago, news from the mainland had reached the seas.

Many human kingdoms scattered across the ocean were surprised to find that the Athenians, who had defeated them decades ago, were now besieged by enemy nations.

The oracles from the Home of the Gods had ignited warfare on the mainland, and perhaps the Athenians no longer had the capacity to concern themselves with maritime affairs.

Thus, even though Poseidon showed no clear stance, envoys from All Countries still converged on Pylos to discuss how to reclaim the interests they had lost long ago.

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At first, Nestor was actually uninterested in this matter.

This aging King merely wished to watch the land kingdoms’ strife until he returned to the embrace of the Deity.

However, his successor, the Prince of Pylos, Antilokos, thought otherwise.

For centuries, the royal family of Pylos, as descendants left by Poseidon and Humans, were naturally capable of controlling water currents, discerning meteorological and tidal changes.

Even the Alien Beasts with Divine Blood flowing in their veins could often be influenced and controlled by them, which was also the foundation of their standing in the ocean.

Inheriting his forefathers’ bloodline, the Prince possessed such powers too, and he even excelled beyond them, possessing a perception in the ocean that astonished many deities.

This was extraordinary talent, a powerful testament to the Divine Blood.

But contrary to many people’s expectations, Antilokos did not seem pleased, and indeed he was not.

For the Prince saw that although bloodline could grant them strength, this kind of power born from reproduction would always diminish.

Only power that could truly be mastered was real, substantial, and everlasting.

Therefore, Antilokos gathered knowledge from Silver Moon City and also purchased many costly alchemy products.

He sent men to study their principles, even at great expense.

Some questioned his stance, yet the Prince showed no signs of repentance.

After all, learning from others’ strengths should never be criticized; the Prince scorned to argue with them.

The only difficulty was that, as a nation under the traditional Faith of All Gods, Pylos found it hard to access sufficiently valuable information.

What they could buy was often finished products, while the true principles and technology remained elusive.

This issue had troubled Antilokos for a long time, and it was also one of the important reasons behind his recent advocacy for attacking Athens.

“There is no need to conquer lands or to seek slaughter,” he said.

“General, remember what I’ve said before.”

“This trip isn’t about striking down Athens but to make them recognize our threat.”

“The lands of the mainland are not ours… Rather than coveting their land, we should think about how to obtain sufficient wealth and knowledge.”

“Let the people on the mainland spill their own blood; compared to Athens, these so-called ‘allies’ are actually our real competitors in the ocean.”

Reiterating his views, the Prince had spoken this many times already.

Yet to avoid misunderstanding by the generals of these kingdoms, he felt the need to repeat it over and over.

At this moment, the wide ocean around was densely packed with countless ships of various sizes.

Most were put together by smaller All Countries hoping for a chance to benefit, and Prince Antilokos of Pylos was their nominal Commander.

Of course, the Prince was well aware—

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These All Countries might appear to honor Pylos as their leader, acknowledging their status in the ocean, but ultimately, they only wanted them to attract future hatred from the Athenians.

Moreover, should any real issue arise, it was doubtful many would follow orders.

Fortunately, the Prince had never really counted on them for this expedition; he simply wanted to achieve a victory and then gain what he needed through negotiation.

What happened afterwards was none of his concern.

Even in his heart, Antilokos was already prepared.

When they negotiated with the Athenians in the future, these followers could well become pawns to appease the other side.

As long as the kingdoms on land were not unified, they posed no threat to the Kingdom of Pylos.

And Athens currently lacked this capability.

“Sigh—”

“That’s it then.”

“But speaking of which, how prepared are those Priests?”

Taking a deep breath, the Prince stopped pondering the future.

Furrowing his brows slightly, he looked toward a patch of sea surrounded by many ships.

There, a shrine made from the sea itself floated, where hundreds of Priests clad in robes seemed to be chanting loudly.

Fish-headed creatures danced there as if trying to please the deity.

Hmm… Regarding this last point, the Prince himself was skeptical.

Though he too was a descendant of the Sea Emperor, no matter how he considered it, Antilokos could not see how these strange creatures could possibly please a Deity.

“Opportunity waits for no one, but we’ve waited too long already.”

“If it weren’t for these Priests insisting on preparing this ritual to appease the Deity for protection from the ocean and the Storm, we probably would have departed already.”