Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 598: Which is more important, the foster mother in the previous life or the biological father in this life?

Perseus and Andromeda appeared in front of the hall. They did not bring any accompanying team, just the two of them.

Perseus's eyes looked a little gloomy and dim, and he was still wearing the holy garments.

Although Typhon had never seen his figure or face, she recognized him by something more unchangeable.

This guy is that man's child!

Instantly, murderous intent surged into Typhon's heart. Even though she was reborn and the young man in front of her was a relative, she could not stop this murderous intent.

She had a grudge against Eros, as Eros killed her former adoptive mother, and she also took Eros' life once.

The hatred and grudges between the two naturally could not be erased, and the moment Typhon saw Perseus, he felt a hint of murderous intent.

Perseus shuddered suddenly, a fleeting sense of danger.

But he didn't pay much attention to it and continued to focus his attention on his grandfather in front of him.

The originally aged grandfather was now full of strength, as if he had regained his youth. He looked down at Perseus with an expression that was extremely unfamiliar to him.

This feeling of familiarity and strangeness is undoubtedly not much different from that of Andromeda's uncle Phineus.

"Grandpa..."

Perseus raised his head, his tone heavy, as if he wanted to say something.

"Perseus, you have done well. There is no need to say anything more."

Acrisius's first sentence was in the gentle tone that Perseus was familiar with, but his next sentence immediately became cold and ruthless.

"You've already heard about this from your mother, right? If that's the case, don't waste any more time talking nonsense and just get on with it."

With a coldness and ruthlessness on his face that Perseus had never seen before, Acrisius's power poured out like a flood the moment the two met.

The surging magnetic field force, replacing the greetings between relatives, shot out towards Perseus.

He had no intention of exchanging pleasantries or explaining anything to Perseus, and immediately started with a fierce attack.

Perseus looked reluctant and embarrassed, and hastily accepted Acrisius' greeting.

Before entering, Perseus met his mother outside the palace.

Danaë told him all this in advance, including the prophecy at his birth and what his grandfather Acrisius was thinking.

At first Perseus did not believe it, but Danaë's words were not false at all. The empty palace and the ominous premonition in his heart all verified her words.

"Grandpa, why are you doing this? I have no intention of taking the throne, let alone hurting you."

Acrisius didn't want to waste time talking, but Perseus was still indecisive and couldn't accept this fact.

Facing Acrisius's attack, he always took a passive defensive stance and tried to persuade his grandfather.

But Acrisius is not an incompetent waste like Phineus. His speed and strength are far superior to Phineus.

Even though both of them had a force of only 500,000 horses, Acrisius was no match for Phineus.

Perseus struggled to hold on under the surging attack, but he still shouted to Acrisius with some hope.

"Grandpa! Please stop! Why are we fighting like this?"

Perhaps his call finally worked, Acrisius stopped his attack and looked at him. "Perseus, of course I know, I have 99% trust that you will not hurt me or oppose me."

"but!"

Acrisius rushed towards him as he spoke. Perseus blocked him with difficulty but was suppressed from top to bottom by Acrisius.

Acrisius seemed to have regained his youth, his eyes were no longer cloudy, and he stared at him with a look that Perseus could not understand.

"But as long as there is that last one percent or one thousandth possibility, I will not be able to rest easy."

With each word, the wrist pressing on Perseus's arm armor exerted force again.

Perseus was suppressed by this force and half-knelt in front of Acrisius. Andromeda wanted to help him, but was directly repelled by Acrisius with the power of magnetic field.

"None of your business!"

Acrisius violently blasted her back, and the power of the magnetic field surged, pushing it up to 600,000 horsepower.

And this action of his also caused Perseus to have a small outburst, and the violently burning small universe expanded and exploded, repelling Acrisius.

"Andromeda, please don't interfere. Let me handle this matter myself."

Perseus stood up and looked at Acrisius with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Grandpa, since you don't want to stop, let me beat you until you stop!"

"Hahahahaha! Then come and try it, kid!"

Acrisius laughed aloud, as if along with the youth of his body his spirit had returned.

"Do you know how I lived in fear for more than 20 years after receiving the prophecy?"

The figures of the two people crossed each other at high speed, and the strong wind formed by the collision tore the magnificent hall into pieces.

In this fierce battle, Acrisius excitedly swung his fists and revealed all the thoughts that had been hidden in his heart for decades.

"They said I would be overthrown by you, saying that you are the son of God who is half human and half god. I didn't want to believe it, but you are too outstanding."

"Talent, strength, luck, God's blessing has given you everything in the world. You can easily get everything."

As his words and thoughts were revealed, Acrisius' power continued to grow.

Facing his true inner self and tearing away the long-hidden fear and worry, Acrisius's state became increasingly high.

"Perseus, if you were mediocre, I might have dismissed this prophecy as wild talk, but you grew stronger and stronger, until you became more powerful than I am."

"And as I get older, I feel more and more that I am powerless."

"Jealousy, fear, and the pain of feeling increasingly powerless in the face of what might happen, these are the sources of my quest for strength."

“Not about what to do, but about what I can do!”

How could Acrisius not understand the simple truth that all mortals will eventually die and that his throne will be inherited by someone sooner or later?

But even if he understood, he couldn't accept it, couldn't bring himself to face it with relief.

His greed, ambition, and desire were trapped in a shell of powerlessness until today when they were finally liberated.

(End of this chapter)