Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 621 Typhon, my son, it is time for your father to save you
The world turned into the golden egg of the universe. The boundless starry sky was like scattered stardust, and the folds of the chaotic abyss were the cry of a newborn.

As the principle of "outflow" spread, Eros' followers turned the entire world into their own painting.

The androgynous primordial god emerged from his shell, spreading his wings studded with stars, and on his head was a crown of everlasting flame.

The spine is winding like an Ouroboros, the power of a bull and the majesty of a lion, all these characteristics are manifested in His body.

He holds the world at His feet. His chest is as transparent as a crystal dome. Countless threads of fate hang down like curtains, covering His sacred face with triple eyelids.

The sun and the moon are His pupils, and the vertical pupil on his forehead reflects the fate in the hourglass of time.

The constellations became His wings, and the syllables that came out of His mouth were the ultimate truth of the world.

With every breath, the crystal chest shakes the world.

When He thought, the world came into being.

The thunder in his hand penetrates day and night, distorts time, and burns fate, like a tree supporting the heaven and earth.

The accompanying form of Eros unexpectedly took on the appearance of the original god, Phanes.

The world came into being because of Him, and when He shook off the embers of the constellations from His wings, the world would eventually return to Him.

When Eros showed his divine form that encompassed all of Greece, all the gods trembled.

He is Zeus! No doubt about it!

Who else but Zeus could possess such power? Who else could do such a thing?

Eros, sitting on the jade throne, turned the entire Greek world into a spinning top at his fingertips.

Zeus, who was temporarily weak, hid in his body and was unable to replenish his strength like last time.

But just the sitting position and the complete posture of unity are enough for Eros to show the power of all-in-oneness.

Even Ananke, the goddess of destiny who always seemed to have no self, cast her gaze over.

Eros could now see the two super gods, and without paying attention to the expressions and thoughts of others, Eros looked at Zarathustra.

"It seems you haven't been very honest with your allies."

The only one who knew the extent of Eros's power was Zarathustra, but she obviously did not tell her allies.

Facing Eros's questioning, Zarathustra simply bowed slightly and smiled humbly.

"God King, you are joking. We have never been allies. The evil ones must be destroyed, and the good ones must prosper. This is the principle I practice."

Zarathustra's position has always been neutral. Although she may cause trouble to Zeus, she will not really let evil overwhelm good and cause an imbalance between the two.

So she naturally wouldn't tell everything.

"Ah…"

With a sneer, Eros no longer cared about these two super gods, because they simply lost their springboard and could no longer influence the existence of the world.

If they really intend to take action themselves, then they are really asking for trouble.

Turning his attention back to the present, Typhon felt like he was facing a great enemy. He was excited but also felt a little subconsciously panicked.

Her power is unmatched in Greece. Even if she were to travel to another world, she might be able to defeat the local God King.

But unfortunately, she was facing a tyrannical god who combined numerical values ​​and mechanisms, played with authority and level suppression, the Greek dual-sky lord, Phanes Eros Zeus. Under Typhon's vigilant gaze, Eros summoned his divine bow that represented all the desires and passions of the world.

The god Sui, who is omnipotent and dominates the world, twists his fingers and uses the thread of cause and effect and fate as a string to bring about the cruel force that can destroy everything.

The spear, which was formed by countless spiral lightnings entangled with each other, was placed on the bowstring.

The threads of fate stopped weaving at this moment, the wind gnawed at its own tail, and the clouds curled up together.

"Typhon, don't blame Dad for being merciless. It's just that you are too rebellious."

Although there is a certain desire to torture Typhon into a hard-working slave.

But it is obvious that Eros is going to strike hard at the little female Typhon. If she can survive, he will consider the hard work of the slave.

Amid the gods' fearful and awe-inspiring gazes, Eros released the bowstring.

Karmic fate shot out this spear of destruction, and this dazzling thunderbolt pierced through heaven and earth, and even the gods dared not look directly at it.

Mountains that are scratched by some residual electric arc will always grow charged magnets.

The edge of this huge thunder even cut through time and space, revealing the void and chaos outside the world.

The roar when it was shot out shook everything from the Wall of Sighs at the bottom of the Seventh Underworld to the body of Uranus at the dome of the sky.

Fate and time and space are collapsing, all existence is vaporized, and the scattered lightning and fire ignite the sky. No matter whether it is the Saint Seiya, the Madman, or the monsters on the earth, they can only tremble in fear.

This is the most powerful artifact. Even if you look throughout the worlds, you will not find any artifact that can compare with it.

Even in Scandinavia, there is the divine spear of the law of cause and effect, the magic sword that burns the world, and the holy sword that holds victory.

But they cannot be compared with Zeus's thunder, which has even transcended the concept of weapons and become a symbol of destruction and power.

When Eros shot this divine weapon, something in Typhon's heart was broken.

For her, who had been destroyed by the power of thunder once before, the thunder driven by Eros this time was even more terrifying than the last time.

It’s impossible to resist it. It’s absolutely impossible to resist it.

Even if her strength could be raised to a higher level, and she could penetrate the unspeakable level, this number that is closest to infinity, would still be impossible to resist.

This is an absolute force that can shatter the entire universe and recreate it. It can both create and destroy.

With this almost explicit intuition, Typhon chose Run without hesitation.

Damn, she was just crazy, not brainless. In this situation where there was no chance of winning and even her intuition told her that she would die if she didn't escape, she chose Run without hesitation.

But the arrow shot by the string of cause and effect and fate is not so easy to avoid.

Even though she had mastered the power of time from Zeus's gift package, enough to sort out the cause and effect of time and space, she was completely unable to avoid the fate of being hit when Eros's principle of "outflow" controlled everything.

The scorching fire of thunder and lightning fell from the sky, even if Typhon crossed tens of millions of miles in an instant and almost escaped to the end of the world.

The blessings of Ananke and Zarathustra could not help her avoid the fateful blow. Her body, which was strong enough to crush the world, also crumbled and shattered under the thunder.

The spreading embers still burned in the void, forming an aurora that lasted for twelve days and nights.

That terrifying demon has been killed.

(End of this chapter)