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"No, Great God-King."

“I really don’t know where Typhon is. I only came out after I met his messenger and received his orders.”

Without the slightest hesitation, Nemea the Lion betrayed Typhon, the Demon Ancestor.

These magical beasts have no sense of shame.

To survive, people will do anything.

Besides, it's not shameful to submit to the great god-king Zeus.

"messenger?
"Find Typhon, the Demon Ancestor."

Zeus roared.

The arc of electricity at his fingertips became even more dazzling.

Space was blasted through, creating terrifying voids.

“Great God-King, I long to do that, but I do not have the ability.”

"The messenger was a divine eagle. After flying over, he only showed me a scale belonging to the Demon Ancestor Typhon. I had no idea how to find him."

The Nemean lion lowered its head, its face filled with terror.

“Repeat everything the messenger said verbatim, or I will strike you dead with lightning.”

Zeus had already lost his patience.

At this moment, he suppressed his urge and uttered his command.

Without the slightest hesitation, Nemoia Lion recounted everything that had happened.

In particular, the eagle instructed them not to go to King Arthur.

"...Don't go to King Arthur?"

When Zeus, the king of the gods, received this news, a thought struck him.

Could this King Arthur be a servant of Typhon, the demon god?
“Great God-King, I have told you everything, look at me…”

The Nemean Lion asked cautiously.

"Despicable monster, your existence is a pollution to the entire world."

"Go to hell."

Having obtained what he desired, Zeus no longer hesitated.

He summoned lightning, which slammed down fiercely.

A terrifying burst of lightning instantly enveloped the space in front of them.

Nemoia Lion couldn't even utter a word of protest before being blasted into dust by lightning.

His regenerative abilities were insignificant compared to those of this god-king.

The destructive power within that thunder was not much less than that of the God-Slaying Spear.

Zeus did not continue the search.

As a god-king, he naturally doesn't need to do things personally.

Back on Mount Olympus, Zeus summoned his son Hermes.

"Great God-King, what are your orders?"

Hermes looked over and asked loudly.

“My child, go out into the world and find a man named King Arthur, and bring him to Mount Olympus.”

"do you understand?"

Zeus kindly gave the instructions.

"King Arthur, what does he look like?" Hermes asked.

"You'll have to find it yourself. Maybe you can ask the God of Slow Awakening; perhaps he'll give you some hints."

"Also, you could ask him one more question: how is his brother?"

Zeus offered a reminder, while simultaneously planting a seed of probing.

If Prometheus was truly with the gods of hindsight, he should know what to do.

Hermes' eyes lit up.

Oh right, how could I have forgotten about this deity?
“Great God-King, I obey your command and will soon find that person for you.”

After saying this, Hermes walked out of the temple.

Zeus took a deep breath, his eyes turning somewhat cold.

"My wife Metis, do you know who plotted this?"

"With your wisdom, there should be nothing that can be hidden from you."

Zeus asked himself a question.

He tricked his wife into his body and devoured her, and he also seized the divine power of wisdom.

But Metis did not die; he lived inside him and became one with him.

They can still communicate.

Because God is indeed immortal.

“Great God-King, you have acquired my wisdom. How could I possibly understand what you cannot understand?”

Metis’s voice resounded within Zeus.

Zeus gave a soft hum.

At that moment, Hera's voice rang out from outside. "Great God-King, what has made you so angry!"

"I felt the roar of thunder, is it the Demon Ancestor Typhon?"

Zeus looked up and saw the beautiful Hera.

She wore a fitted black evening gown, which made her skin appear even whiter.

A deep sadness lingered on her beautiful face.

Their eyes seemed to see through everything and encompass everything.

She looked over gently.

Zeus felt that much of his anger had been extinguished.

"Queen of the Gods, someone has released Prometheus!"

Zeus explained the reason for his anger.

"what?"

Hera's expression changed.

Prometheus knew a secret, a secret to overthrowing the King of Gods.

Hera and Zeus shared the same interests.

She can allow others to restrict Zeus.

But he would not allow anyone to overthrow Zeus.

That is the power to overthrow itself.

No one would be that stupid.

"We must search for him immediately and catch him!"

Hera did not hesitate at all and shouted loudly.

"Not bad!"

“I have arranged for Hermes to consult the god of hindsight, and Prometheus may very well flee there.”

Zeus was pleased with his wife's reaction and told her about his plans.

“That’s not enough. I think we should get the help of all the gods.”

Hera was very tough.

"you are right."

"The power of the Olympian gods should be activated once more!"

Zeus stood up.

"Someone is coming."

Zeus called out towards the outside of the temple.

A servant of the gods strode in.

"Great God-King, I heed your call."

"But he struck the divine drum and summoned all the gods from Mount Olympus."

"Yes, Great God-King."

The servant acknowledged and slowly withdrew.

A moment later, a series of thumping sounds could be heard.

The entire Mount Olympus began to tremble.

Streaks of lightning appeared in the sky.

The God-King is demonstrating his laws!
Hera ascended the throne and sat down with Zeus.

Zeus had no appetite when faced with his beautiful wife.

He knew that many, many things had changed, so much so that he was beginning to feel uneasy.

Did Typhon, the Demon Ancestor, do all of this?
Or was it done by other gods?
The changes to Vulcan also have problems.

All sorts of information fermented in his mind, and he sensed the scent of a conspiracy.

A massive conspiracy.

As the thunderous drumbeats resounded, all the gods of Mount Olympus heard the commotion.

All the gods in the world also felt the sound of the drums of Mount Olympus.

They were all curious about what had happened to warrant the sounding of the sacred drum.

The Olympian gods who were closer to the mountain had already made their way up to it.

In the underworld, Emperor Jun heard the drumbeat and immediately summoned all the gods to the Underworld Palace.

This includes Xihe and Baihu, who are still absorbing divine power.

"Brother, I heard that drumbeat. It sounds like a force is calling us there."

Donghuang Taiyi spoke first, pointing to the sky.

The other deities had the same expression.

They have all absorbed the divine essence of this world and are now like the original deity.

Upon hearing the sound of that divine drum, the Olympian gods would feel an urge to go and pay homage to the sacred Mount Olympus. (End of Chapter)