Chapter 137 - 69: Making a Deal, the Ophiuchus Cloth! (Part 1)

Chapter 137: Chapter 69: Making a Deal, the Ophiuchus Cloth! (Part 1)

Alex nodded slightly. Indeed, judging from what had just transpired, the Cosmo of Asclepius, the ancient God of Medicine, was not much inferior to his own.

It was simply because Asclepius’s authority resided in the domain of life, lacking overwhelmingly strong offensive methods; otherwise, the battle would absolutely not have ended so easily.

Furthermore, Asclepius was currently only experiencing a brief resurrection.

If this were Asclepius at his absolute peak, and it truly turned into a war of attrition, the victor would have been entirely uncertain.

Even Athena herself had been unable to kill Asclepius back then. She could only choose to cast him into the abyss of death, using the Underworld to seal him away!

Although Alex’s current strength had reached the absolute pinnacle of humanity, placing him somewhere between a mortal and a god, he was very clear-headed. He did not arrogantly believe that his current self could contend with the Gods of Olympus.

"No need. I have no interest in ruling the world."

Asclepius’s expression was full of mockery. He stared deeply into Alex’s eyes.

"What a pity. I can sense that you already possess a trace of Divinity. That is a taboo power. Whether it is Athena or Zeus, they will never allow a mere mortal to possess the ability to ascend to the highest realm."

Alex chuckled.

"You don’t need to worry about my affairs. Worry about yourself first. It looks like you don’t have much time left!"

Alex could perceive that the space within the Ophiuchus Temple was slightly twisting and distorting, and the aura of a living being on Asclepius was growing increasingly weak.

"Heh!"

Asclepius’s face darkened. He gave a self-deprecating smile, his voice carrying a trace of exhaustion.

"These are all methods the Underworld uses to control me. My soul is still held in Pandora’s grasp..."

At the mention of the soul, Alex’s heart suddenly stirred. Just now, even his Soul Obliteration power had failed to kill Asclepius. In the future, it was inevitable that he would have to face demigods and true gods.

Understanding how to permanently kill a god in advance was extremely important to him.

"What exactly is going on with the souls of you gods and demigod descendants? Why was there no effect when I tried to attack your soul just now?"

Asclepius did not answer directly, but instead began to chuckle.

"Do you wish to know the secrets of a god’s soul? Alex, it seems your ambitions are far from small. Will you truly not consider cooperating with me?"

Alex remained silent and simply shook his head. Asclepius was like a clay idol crossing a river—he couldn’t even save himself. What was there to discuss with a demigod who had no freedom?

Asclepius’s figure became increasingly ethereal. He too noticed this, and a complex look flashed across his eyes.

"I originally thought I could use this opportunity to snipe Athena. I never expected that a powerhouse like you would emerge among this generation of Saints. It’s not an injustice that I lost this battle."

He raised his head and looked at Alex, his eyes filled with sincerity.

"Alex, since you are unwilling to kill Athena, then let’s make a deal!"

"The Holy War is rapidly approaching. With your strength and methods, you will definitely be able to enter the Underworld alive. When that time comes, release my soul, and I will tell you everything you want to know!"

Alex shook his head and sneered.

"You want me to save you using only this little bit of information? Asclepius, you should know that you aren’t the only demigod or god in this world."

Asclepius’s expression stiffened, and he said awkwardly, "Then what will it take for you to help me?"

"During the ancient era, I saved countless lives and healed countless Saints. Just because I refused to be manipulated by Athena any longer, she used a conspiracy to imprison me in the Prison of Tartarus, never to be freed for all eternity. If you were in my position, could you accept that?"

Alex gave a cold laugh.

’Is he resorting to playing the pity card now that he sees he can’t win in a fight?’

"What about your father, Apollo? Did he never think of saving you?"

Asclepius shook his head.

"Since I was born, I haven’t seen my father more than a handful of times. In the eyes of the gods, mortals are nothing but ants. Even though I am his son, it is no different!"

Asclepius continued to throw out his bargaining chips.

"Actually, if you save me, as long as it’s not a fatal wound, I can help heal you. There is no one in this world that I cannot save. Even changing someone’s gender or race is not a difficult task for me."

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