Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 682 What is the name of the God of Time and Space?
Lowry was quite clear about this.

Zeus was powerful because he controlled Mount Olympus and possessed divine artifacts related to thunder and the sky.

In particular, the Thunder Hammer was almost his only winning weapon.

So when his hammer was stolen because of his lustful and decadent lifestyle, even Typhon was able to chase after him and beat him.

In the end, it was Hermes who managed to steal it back.

Although Zeus wasn't great, Gaia, and Cranus whom Gaia desperately wanted to resurrect, were even worse.

If that person were truly resurrected, the Greek world would have even less chance of surviving to the end.

Although Zeus was foolish, greedy, lustful, and despicable, he was also easy to fool!

The reason why humanity was able to develop rapidly to the city-state stage during his reign was entirely due to his indifference.

When Cranus was in power, as Gaia's obedient son, he never stopped Gaia's giant children, who ate humans, from walking on the earth.

These giants also multiply and thrive... It's difficult for humans to even survive, let alone develop any political culture!
Besides, Zeus has always been a coward who fears death. Without his thunderbolt, he would never leave Mount Olympus and would instead occupy the position of a god for nothing.

Therefore, even those like Athena who hated Zeus the most sided with Hermes on this matter.

Even Hades and Poseidon did nothing about it, at most intimidating their incompetent brother a few times.

But without the Greek world, who would care about Zeus's life?

Other gods residing on Mount Olympus might remain silent for the time being because they want him to be at the forefront, but Hades and Poseidon... especially Poseidon, would definitely not stand idly by.

But Lowry never expected that even a sea creature could know so much.

“It seems your identity is really important!” The goddess of wealth seemed to have thought of this as well. “These things are unknown even to those of us who know a little about the Greek pantheon.”

The seaman looked up at her and gave her an extremely strange smile: "If there's anything you don't know or understand, just go and have a chat with an undead before you go out."

They are happy to answer our questions, as long as we pay them enough.

"Do they also use money?" The Lord of Wealth's expression shifted slightly as he asked seriously, "Elemental bodies, shouldn't they need energy stones?"

“They want everything,” the sea man replied calmly. “If we don’t have the money, we can catch them a few rare or delicious fish.”

Although they are elemental beings, they possess all senses, and are very sensitive to them.

The gods exchanged glances, their doubts about the 'undead' beings growing... If they were meant for combat, why go through all that trouble?

Even for gods, controlling a complete sensory system is no easy task. To make them sensitive by projecting their souls is even more difficult!
Unless the god who created these bodies had a unique understanding of the human body and was able to mass-produce this sensory system.

But even if it's just a little bit of trouble for him, it will become a huge problem as it accumulates!
Why make such a pointless choice?

Lowry floated her sofa to the front of the crystal curtain wall.

He had no opinion on the sea people's claims, at most confirming that the world inhabited by this undead race was quite advanced and already had so-called 'holographic game pods'.

Although he couldn't help but feel a little envious, Lowry knew that even if nothing had happened, he wouldn't have lived to see that era, so he wasn't too bothered by it.

The holographic game he played was a bit fake, but it wasn't scary!

It wouldn't be used by any god, since it's obvious at a glance.

In any case, as long as there is a task, even if the reward is extremely cheap, there will be people willing to do it.

Not to mention, the quest rewards this guy mentioned were much better than a few copper coins or a pair of embroidered shoes.

If it were Lowry himself, he would also casually copy some online content for him.

Lori was more interested in seeing how these gods treated the undead.

He knew that he must have taken the appearance of the undead very seriously and was overly wary of it.

After all, he had played the game "The Fourth Calamity Origins" before!

But judging from the sea people's behavior, it can be seen that the gods of other worlds, although troubled by the appearance of the undead, do not really have much fear of them.

Otherwise, this sea creature wouldn't have gone to ask the undead all sorts of questions, even though it knew the undead were the enemy.

"The Moon Clan you dug up are useless, aren't they?" the Lord of Ice suddenly asked, his firm tone tinged with pity. "Besides being thrown out as cannon fodder."

The seaman paused for a moment before saying in a daze, "No... Although the Moon Clan can't defeat the Undead Clan and their work style is more loose and they are less willing to cooperate, they still manage to complete their missions very well."

I asked the Undead because news from the Moon Clan always includes too many rumors and personal opinions.

And these things are very likely lies that his neighbor just made up a few days ago, but he believed them and even told me about them as if they were true.

Normally it's fine, as long as you keep exploring, you'll eventually see the truth.

But this time, I'm going to risk my life! I need to find a reliable main thread first, and then listen to their rumors to see if there's anything useful in them.

The Goddess of Wealth pondered for a moment and immediately made a judgment: "Therefore, the Undead are more informed and accurate in terms of information than the Moon Clan. Not only are they from different worlds, but their abilities are also vastly different, isn't that right?"
The Moon Clan is weaker and more ignorant.

The seaman nodded in realization: "So that's how it is. No wonder I always felt that the Moon Clan and the Undead Clan were so different."

"Why did Oisis choose the Moon Clan in the first place?" the Earth Lord asked. "Since he already knew about the existence of the Undead, even if he wanted to find someone himself, he shouldn't have chosen someone with such a large gap in skill level."

The sea man gave a bitter laugh: "The world of the Undead and the Moon Clan is beyond his reach, let alone Triton, he can't even get in touch with Poseidon."

Oasis accomplished this through one of his own souls from the Moon Clan world.

And it seems there are some special requirements for obtaining a soul-like being from that world.

At least we shouldn't be burdened with bad karma.

Lori blinked and asked, "Is the Hill of Trathir also such a being?"

“No, that’s not it.” The sea man glanced again in the direction of the Crystal Palace and said thoughtfully, “Just as you said, he is Hill of Trahir.”

They are descendants of the Earth Goddess, a being who can be considered a creator god in that world, and are born children of the earth.

The undead like to call him by affectionate nicknames like "little bear," apparently because his race is the earth bear, but he also has human blood, hence his human appearance.

“You look a bit like me, Lori,” the Lord of Storms laughed.

“That’s still putting me on a pedestal,” Lowry replied immediately. “The bloodline of dragons is found all over the world, but no one can be directly said to be a descendant of a certain dragon god.”

This person's reputation is probably no different from that of the Earth Goddess's favorite son.

The Lord of the Earth pondered and said, "If I had children, I wouldn't use such a title."

They will have their own names and their own divine duties, but they will never be born with a share of my earthly power.

Is that Trashtar the world of the earth?

“It is the world of the daughter of the World Tree,” the sea man replied softly.

Lowry's eyes widened suddenly... What else is there to say?

What level of existence is the World Tree?
In their world, they don't even have the right to touch the roots of other people's trees.

Then it's perfectly normal for this Hill to be called the Son of the Earth.

The Goddess of Wealth didn't care about any of this, so she quickly sneered: "Don't try to disrupt our plans with something like the World Tree."

No matter how powerful or capable Hill is, he has nothing to do with our world.

From your voice, I can tell that you must be a kind-hearted person, otherwise you wouldn't be secretly poisoning people with maggots here.

What are you trying to hide?
Who summoned the undead? Which of the Trash's gods—the god of time and space, or the god of justice?

"It was summoned by the God of Time and Space, but no one knows who it was for."

Everyone believed this was the power of the God of Time and Space himself. The Sea Man immediately gave his answer.

"That one, the God of Time and Space, what's his name?" the Lord of Storms suddenly joined in the questioning. "You're very used to calling William the Lord of Justice, Hill the Son of Earth, and you even call the chief god on your side by his name."

However, the name of the God of Time and Space was never mentioned.

Why? "

The seaman said with some difficulty, "Even the most unrespecting undead rarely call him by his name."

He has a very keen sense of things.

"I believe that a powerful deity who can summon beings to support other worlds would not have any objections to a world like ours that is about to face a crisis." The Lord of Storms chuckled. "I would also be very willing to receive his help."

So, what's his name?

"Kranos," the sea man said, his eyes tightly shut and his face filled with despair.

"What?" All the gods looked at him at the same time.

Inside the Crystal Palace, even Lily, who had been sleeping soundly, stubbornly opened one eye.

The White Dragon Girl found herself still sleepy, so she skillfully took out a palm-sized mint from the spatial ring on her front paw and popped it into her mouth.

After shaking its body and stretching slowly twice, it wiped its face with its front paws like a big cat before walking over to Lowry, shoving Travis off the sofa next to it, and sitting down.

Even though his mind was racing, Travis couldn't help but reveal a murderous smile to his niece: "Lily, do you remember who I am?"

The spatial rings on your claws are all…

His words were abruptly cut off by the jingling of the luxurious claw rings on his raised forepaws.

(End of this chapter)