Greece: I am the master of destiny!

Chapter 96 The Birth of Zeus!

The tranquility of Crete was completely shattered.

The powerful divine energy fluctuations caused the entire island to tremble, and the humming of the laws resounded throughout the space. Rhea leaned weakly against the soft cushions in the cave of Dictator or Ida, looking at the scene before her with a loving expression.

Before her eyes, the great Mother Earth Gaia was holding a tiny baby.

It was a very delicate child, who was quietly looking at the sky, with a mysterious and strange light flowing in his golden eyes.

The divine power emanating from him had actually surpassed that of Rhea.

You must know that Rhea is a genuine Titan, and although she has been tormented for so many years and her essence has been damaged, she is still hovering on the edge of powerful divine power. But this child was stronger than her from birth.

Gaia was also amazed by this: "He was born with great divine power, yet he was in the form of an infant. Given time, how powerful he will be when he grows up a little more."

The form in which gods are born is significant. If they are powerful enough, they are born in adult form, such as Prometheus and Hecate, or the twelve Titans.

Weaker gods are born in infant form, which means they need time to grow.

It's unclear whether it's due to premature birth, but this child, despite being born with immense divine power, is still in infant form. This indicates that He is far from reaching the peak of His strength and still has a lot of room for improvement.

"Only a child as powerful as this could stand against that despicable Cronus."

As Gaia spoke, a look of relief appeared on her face, and she carefully returned the child to Rhea.

Holding the tiny, soft life in her arms, Rhea couldn't help but weep with joy: "I've finally kept a child, I've finally protected a child—"

Her tears fell in large drops. Because the aura of the laws of fertility was strong in this place, those tears transformed into countless figures the moment they hit the ground. Some of them held shields, while others held spears or battle axes, their eyes warily scanning their surroundings.

These beings born from Rhea's tears are called Curetes, and they are all powerful demigods who were born to protect this child.

As if sensing discomfort, the tiny baby opened its mouth and began to wail. The cry was deafening, yet no tears were shed; it seemed to be merely a simple reminder.

The moment the cry rang out, the Chrytes rushed out of the cave, pounding their shields with their weapons and dancing wildly, singing deafening war songs to drown out the child's loud, earth-shattering wailing.

Gaia gently raised her hand, and the rich life force gave birth to a gentle, golden goat. Her golden fur shimmered with a soft luster, making her extremely beautiful.

After appearing, the goat slowly walked to the child's side, squatted down, and fed the little child its goat milk.

Her name is Amalthea, and she was created by Gaia specifically to nurse this young child.

With milk to drink, the baby stopped crying and ate quietly with his golden eyes open.

Fearing that the child would be left unattended, Gaia summoned two more ash tree nymphs. They were not only gentle and caring, but also born from the blood that Uranus had originally shed, making them true deities.

Moreover, the mother goddess Gaia created a deity to collect and refine nectar, nourishing the child with this concentrated spiritual essence of the earth.

This is Melisseus, the god of bees.

After completing all this, Gaia finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile returned to her face.

"This child will grow up well here, Rhea, don't worry, you can give him a name."

"Let's call him Zeus," Rhea said softly.

"Alright, then from now on He will be called Zeus."

Gaia's smile grew wider, as if she could already see the scene of this child growing up and overthrowing the divine rule of Cronus.

Just then, a voice rang out from outside the cave.

"Your Highness Gaia, Your Highness Rhea, I have come to celebrate the birth of the God-King. I am uninvited, so please do not take offense."

The sound came abruptly, startling both Rhea and Gaia. Rhea frowned deeply and hugged the child tightly with some worry.

That was a mother's instinctive reaction when she sensed a threat.

Gaia was also in a dilemma. Although she trusted Prometheus, Rhea's words still made her hesitate. Just when the two of them were at a loss, it was the child in Rhea's arms who gently pushed Rhea.

Rhea was startled and looked down to find that Zeus had stopped drinking milk and was staring at her with his golden eyes.

"Child, what's wrong?" Rhea asked quickly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Little Zeus shook his head. He couldn't speak yet, but he already had the most basic intuition and consciousness. He patted Rhea again with his little hand as if to comfort her.

Rhea immediately understood His meaning and asked, "You mean it's alright to see Him?"

Little Zeus nodded.

When He was in Rhea’s womb, He communicated through divine thoughts. Now that He has been born, He can no longer speak, but that’s alright, it’s just a necessary process. He will be able to speak after he grows for a while longer.

As for that so-called prophetic god—

Zeus didn't believe that since he was already born, what could he possibly do to him?

Although He is at His weakest moment, firstly, the God of Laws will not be killed, and even in His weakest state, He still possesses immense divine power.

His only concern was that during his growth, Cronus would discover that he was the one who could truly threaten him.

But this potential problem has been resolved.

In this situation, the prophetic god who had tried to destroy Him could no longer do anything to Him.

Zeus was also curious to know what this loser, whom he had defeated before he was even born, wanted to say.

With Zeus's permission, the white figure quickly entered the cave.

Facing the three scrutinizing gazes, Prometheus spoke without wasting a word: "Your Highness Gaia, Your Highness Rhea, you must immediately take the young prince to the Underworld."

"Otherwise, the consequences will be extremely dire!"

Upon hearing this, the entire cave fell into a deathly silence.

Rhea frowned and hugged the child tighter. Gaia, also somewhat displeased, said, "Prometheus, do you know what you're saying?"

"How could Cronus possibly have discovered this child's whereabouts? He's busy enjoying himself right now. Why are you so insistent on having us take him to the underworld? What are you really up to?"

"Your Highness Gaia, you've misunderstood me. I'm genuinely concerned for the young prince. You know I am the god of prophecy; I can see the future. And in the future I see now, the young prince's existence has been discovered by Cronus!"

Prometheus, his face solemn and utterly earnest, said, "Even if you don't trust me and think there's something wrong with the Underworld, you must leave immediately! Cronus is already on his way!"

Xiu's words were firm and resolute, without any hint of joking. Rhea and Gaia exchanged hesitant glances.

Just as the two goddesses were at a loss for what to do, the little baby in Rhea's arms let out a clear laugh.

Rhea looked down and saw that the child had closed his eyes, not even bothering to glance at Prometheus.

Although He couldn't speak yet, He still expressed the meaning of "disdain" and "alarmism" perfectly.

Seeing this, Rhea felt much more at ease and sneered, "Prometheus, I don't care what your intentions are, leave this place right now."

"Why doesn't anyone believe me?" Prometheus sighed deeply, saying helplessly, "I swear to heaven and earth, I absolutely had no intention of harming Your Highness."

"My heart is completely devoted to Your Highness."

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"And if we don't leave now, it will really be too late."

"Rhea was about to reprimand this alarmist guy when she suddenly felt an extremely terrifying aura descending upon her, overwhelming everything."

The little Zeus in Rhea's arms opened his eyes in terror the moment that aura descended.