Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!-Chapter 1854: Invading Olympus

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Maria pressed her hand forward as the god's soul exploded into countless fragments, then turned to ashes. Not even a trace remained to ascend to the afterlife.

She had completely erased his existence.

The power to not just shatter but utterly annihilate souls… it was something even the highest beings in the tower did not possess.

"Brutal," Laura smirked, crossing her arms. "Is there any other bastard that wants to attack us?"

"T-The main branch…! In Greece…! They're planning an all-out attack right now…"

"More are coming—Ah, there!"

The guild members panicked as dozens of colorful spatial doors ripped open. Hundreds of mechanical Trojan soldiers marched out, accompanied by massive Trojan horses and titans.

They advanced toward Maria and Laura. The sisters smiled, bumping fists as they faced the army. Three more gods accompanied the forces, led by a stronger "higher god" straight from Olympus who oversaw this place.

This god was different from the others—he was well-known.

"Hmph…! To think beings of your caliber reached this backwater planet…" he spoke, lounging on a divine throne of gold.

He had a muscular frame, long purple hair, and wore a white toga adorned with golden accessories.

He sipped wine while exuding a wicked aura of illusions and curses.

"Be honored! Because I, none other than Dionysus himself, have come to take you down in the name of my dear father!"

Dionysus—the god of parties and wine—had been dispatched to kill them and deliver their sealed souls and bodies to Zeus, who coveted their power.

"Seriously? The god of parties and wine?" Maria asked, laughing. "They really sent you to Earth, huh? You must be among his weakest sons, aside from the nameless nobodies."

"H-Hah?!" Dionysus's face twisted in fury. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his skin flushed redder. "You dare…?! You will lament underestimating me!"

He raised his hand and thrust it forward. His troops gained purple auras that boosted all their stats. Their eyes glowed red, entering a berserk-like state fueled by drunken power, their strength surging even higher.

"There are hundreds of types of wines out there! The more I've drunk, the more I've assimilated their powers and can wield them directly as spells! See?! I am not so useless, am I?!"

Dionysus laughed as his enhanced army surrounded Maria and Laura. They attacked relentlessly—troop formations, magic bombardments, and merciless strikes—unleashing countless explosions across the sky.

"Hahahaha! HAHAHAHA!"

Dionysus laughed heartily, drinking more wine, legs crossed, humming in relaxed confidence.

Too relaxed.

In that moment, surrounded by countless empowered foes…

Maria's Martial Arts evolved and adapted further.

{Spectral Ghostly Fist Art: Fourteenth Form – Nightmare Soul Memory Painting}!

Channeling inspiration from The Painted and weaving it into her Sword Soul Heart, Maria swung her starlight nightmare blade with devastating force, stroking it through the air like a brush.

A breathtaking painting materialized behind her—a beautiful night sky with a glowing silver moon and thousands of glittering stars scattered across the darkness.

In the center of that dark expanse stood a single woman with white hair, gazing upward in quiet admiration.

"Memories woven through my blade, become as sharp as my resolve!"

SLAAAASH!

A single slash cleaved through the entire army.

"…Huh?"

Dionysus's face twisted into utter disbelief. His skin paled.

The attack split into countless sword energy strikes, annihilating hundreds more as they poured from the gates.

And more…

The gates themselves cracked and shattered into fragments.

"…Wait a second."

Dionysus watched in horror as the painting drew closer.

A painting woven from sword attacks!

Not even his father could wield such a strange, terrifying technique.

"What…! What is this power…?! Just who are you?!"

The god shot into the sky to escape certain death. His golden throne sliced into thin pieces behind him. Gasping, he turned—and saw Laura already behind him.

"Wait!"

He pleaded, but Laura drove her fist into his handsome face, sending him plummeting.

CRAAASH!

He crashed into the city streets below, carving a massive crater. Cars screeched to a halt as people stared in disbelief at the man who had fallen from the sky.

"Cough…! Ahh… Ahhh…! M-My beautiful body…!"

Dionysus touched his chest in despair. A massive dragon-claw-shaped scar crossed it.

Then he saw both sisters descending.

"I have to get out of here!"

His courage evaporated the instant he realized these two could fight back against a being of his caliber.

He clutched a ring, activating it to teleport.

"This isn't the last you see of me! I will return and I will kill you! I will make sure you pay for what you did to my body!"

As he vanished, Maria's soul…

had already seized him.

"Ngh?!"

Between the layers of space and dimensions pulling him back to Olympus, a ghostly hand followed.

"W-Wait…! Stop it!"

Space distorted. A colossal crack tore open across the city of New Jersey, spreading and shattering.

"STOOOP!"

Dionysus screamed. Dimensional energies erupted. His body and soul disintegrated.

BOOOMMM!!!

But that wasn't Maria's true goal.

"Might as well bring them hell."

A massive portal yawned open in the heart of the city. Even Laura's mouth fell open as she saw what lay beyond.

A glorious divine world appeared—hundreds of floating islands crowned with ancient Greek temples.

Thousands of divine presences radiated from within.

Olympus wasn't merely a realm with a few hundred gods…

It was a world teeming with hundreds of thousands of them!

Almost every inhabitant seemed divine.

Yet this was only "Heaven" above their mortal world, where the humans of Olympus lived.

That explained the existence of demigods.

Maria, however, had no interest in their mortals.

Within the grandest temple of Olympus—crafted of gold and shaped like thunder—a king and father of gods opened his thunderous eyes.

His long white beard stirred in the surge of power from his body.

"Dionysus is dead? And…!"

He rose from his throne, mouth agape.

"What's that?!"

The enormous crack leading to Earth had opened…

It resembled a Gate, as though another world was invading his!

Something unprecedented in all of Olympus's history…

Dozens of other gods panicked, stepping out of their temples to witness the breach.

Maria saw them—tens of thousands of bright, colorful stars.

"I'm going to destroy Olympus," she declared to her sister. "You up, Laura? Let's make sure they never mess with us again."

"…Fran," Laura's eyes widened, then she grinned fiercely. "Heheh! FINE!"

She furrowed her brows and flew toward the gate alongside her sister.

At the same time, Maria opened her hand, revealing a miniature tower.

The tower expanded to immense size. Thousands of Immortals poured out, joined by god-level undead, skeletons, ghosts, zombies, and more.

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