"And this is the last key she left in this world, and also a guarantee between her and me," the Earth Consciousness said.
Xue Dili: "..."
Sure enough, this thing was related to the Tenth Apostle.
"Then this mark…" Xue Dili looked at the key in his hand with a lightning-like symbol. To him, the thing looked jinxed at first glance—after all, it might have been Zeus's former divinity. Just looking at it felt like it was polluting his eyes.
For all he knew, once this thing entered his body, he might slowly turn into a Zeus‑style dog-donkey.
Xue Dili had always felt that the Greek divine seats were like poison; anyone who stayed on a god-seat long enough would end up like that Divine King who cut his own daughter in half—twisted and dog-donkey to the core.
Even Athena wasn't much better.
