Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 622 Hera, sit down! ?

Literally everything in the world hangs on one arrow.

In the distant Vedic world, there are legends that many gods, Buddhas, and immortals can destroy hundreds of billions of armies and kingdoms with a single arrow, and even destroy the three thousand worlds.

And this arrow of Eros is undoubtedly a true portrayal of this legend, and it goes far beyond it.

Even though the impact of the thunder from this arrow was minimized as much as possible, it still left the entire Greek world with an aurora that lasted for twelve days and nights.

The escaping turbulent energy, under Eros's deliberate arrangement, turned into an autonomous weapon hanging in the sky against monsters.

The gorgeous aurora is magnificent, but to the monsters wreaking havoc on the earth, it is a sign of death.

It continuously emits killing wavelengths targeting demons, bringing death to these monsters that are endless like a torrent.

In Eros's hands, quelling the demonic disaster caused by Gaia and Typhon was as easy as taking a piece of paper and wiping a drum.

In a world where individual power is supreme, the strong can do whatever they want as long as they are willing.

Eros didn't think that his actions would be too radical and would offend the theocratic nobles.

That was something Zeus, the perfectionist, would consider, but he wouldn't.

Eros easily resolved the demonic disaster on the earth, and then he withdrew his divine form that held the world in his heart and returned to his natural and easy-going appearance.

But at this time, no one would treat him as the easy-going and humble little Cupid.

Regardless of whether Eros is the real Zeus, and what complicated relationship he has with the majestic and mysterious god-king of the past.

But needless to say, Eros's unparalleled power is the most powerful proof of his status as the King of Gods.

Even if the original Zeus came back, they might not dare to recognize him now.

Faced with today's complicated turmoil, the gods all have complicated feelings in their hearts, and some unspeakable little thoughts in their hearts.

As for Eros's half-body story, it is hard to say how much they believed it.

But it doesn't matter. Eros doesn't mind what they are speculating and imagining. After all, he has nothing to fear as he is upright. Time will prove everything.

Zeus is weak now and needs to recuperate for a while, so it is inconvenient for him to show up. Eros just takes this opportunity to satisfy his addiction to being the king of gods.

With another wave of his hand, Eros completely restored Mount Olympus, which had been destroyed by the turmoil, and the Pantheon, which had been opened, was also restored.

"Everyone, please return to your seats. This farce is over. There is no need to panic."

Although Eros' voice was still as gentle as usual, perhaps due to the different position he was in, it now sounded as if it carried a sense of majesty that could not be challenged.

The gods who remained in the Pantheon hurried back to their respective seats like elementary school students who had heard a lecture from their teacher.

"Hermes, please hurry up and bring back those goddesses who left earlier."

Eros gave the order, and Hermes, who had been looking as if his mother had died, fell silent and flew out immediately.

She had a one-night stand with her father God and gave birth to a child. How could this happen?

Hermes, who was doubting his own life, slipped away very quickly. It seemed that he was not going to call people back, but to run away to Esseniro with them.

"Goddess Themis, please help the Great Mother back to her seat. She may be a little old and inconvenient."

Eros naturally attacked Gaia, who was left behind and had become his captive, without mercy. The two super gods were beyond the material world, and they could not do anything to Eros, and Eros could not do anything to them for the time being.

Gaia naturally had to take on the responsibility of injuring Zeus and hitting the pregnant woman to face the wrath of Eros.

"Don't try to piss me off in all these ways. I know I'm the loser this time."

Even though he has completely fallen into the abyss of failure, Gaia still maintains his extraordinary demeanor.

The emotions from victory to defeat, and the shock of falling from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, did not seem to make Gaia lose his composure.

"Besides, Typhon isn't dead yet. Are you sure you want to let the tiger go back to the mountains?"

Gaia was calm and composed, returning to her position as Mother Earth, but her words hinted at a reluctance to admit defeat.

Typhon was not completely dead, as he was defeated miserably by Big Thunder last time, so this time Gaia made some adaptive adjustments to her.

Although her immortal body could not withstand the power of the thunder, her light-speed escape and resistance preserved a trace of her life and escaped far away.

Eros naturally knew this.

"Letting the tiger go back to the mountains? It's nothing more than a lost dog. I wanted to keep her as a companion, but since she's trying so hard to survive, forget it."

As the overbearing god on the throne, everything in this world is controlled by Eros's principle of "outflow" and can be changed at will.

Eros naturally knew that Typhon had managed to preserve a trace of life factor under the power of the thunder through infinite self-destruction and reconstruction.

Since the female ghost was able to survive the attack, Eros would naturally not go back on his word and spare her life.

But I didn't expect that this female little dragon girl seemed to have some PTSD, and it moistened so quickly.

Without even reorganizing his body, he directly took with him his last life factor, used the power of time to stop time, and left Greece directly in that solidified time and space, and went to other worlds.

She thought she had escaped safely, but she didn't know that Eros had seen the whole process and could even overwrite her efforts at any time, turning her into a hard-working slave like Gaia.

But Eros didn't do that, after all, Ananke and Zarathustra were both quite annoying characters.

If I completely get rid of Typhon in one go, I don't know what other pawn they will find to disgust me.

It would be better to keep Typhon so that the initial investment will not be wasted and they will continue to choose to help Typhon.

It's almost like the story of Furniture City Superman and the green magic lizard, but instead of having a new villain, it's better to keep the old one.

But if Typhon escapes, Gaia will suffer.

Eros's gaze stayed on Gaia for a while, and then shifted away.

No, no, he is now walking as the King of Gods, he can't act too shy like the little god of love.

If he doesn't restrain himself, it will ruin Zeus' character and image.

I'd better continue to work on Gaia in private. I have plenty of time to slowly adjust my hard-working slave.

Thinking of this, Eros no longer cared about his prisoner, and turned his attention to the only goddess in the audience who was not sitting in a seat.

"Hera, are you sitting down!?"

(End of this chapter)