The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

"Great Founder Chaos, I, the gods, and all intelligent life on earth need your great wisdom to guide us."

Zeus forced his divinity to cool his reason in an attempt to persuade Chaos.

Chaos's response seemed to have been something He had been waiting for a long time, yet it also seemed to have arrived in His heart in the next instant.

"I don't know either, but I can only extract a piece of information from the future and speculate on a one-billionth of greater benevolence beyond the universe. If you don't find it too difficult, you can consider giving it a try."

Zeus was initially confused upon hearing this, but soon received a massive and complex message.

This message is extremely complex, containing countless fragments of the future, as well as many blurry and unclear images that even the God-King could not understand.

But in the end, a mysterious force led Him to see a scene: the sky collapsed and the earth split open, with floods pouring down from the sky and submerging the entire land. But a large ship stubbornly sailed forward amidst the turbulent waves, surviving the long and arduous flood era. Finally, the floodwaters receded, and all the creatures on board returned to the earth, flourishing and prospering anew.

The culprit behind this flood was none other than—Zeus! The King of the Gods!

"If everything goes well, and that demon from beyond the universe doesn't destroy our universe, will I destroy the earth too?" Zeus thought of his current situation and then recalled this vision of the future in his mind, and couldn't help but feel a sense of shared misfortune.

At this moment, He felt that His future self was so... vicious.

"Great Creator Chaos, if we can overcome this cataclysmic crisis, I swear in the name of the King of the Gods that I will treat every living being on earth well, guiding them with kindness, peace, love, and all good virtues." Zeus solemnly swore to Chaos.

But Chaos did not answer this time. Instead, a faint light slowly flowed out from the deep and vast chaos and finally fell into Zeus's hand.

Zeus initially did not understand its meaning, but as he sensed the information within, his eyes gradually brightened.

The power of chaos, the essence of chaos, if crafted into a sharp blade, would be enough to cleave through the evil of chaos; if crafted into a boat, it would be enough to cross the cataclysmic disaster.

This was exactly what He needed, and a bold idea had already taken root in Zeus's mind.

"Thank you, great founder Chaos." Zeus, cradling the faint light, bowed solemnly to the chaos.

Chaos then subsided and spat Zeus out of this strange and wondrous place.

"Great Zeus, king of the gods, my dearest brother, you have finally awakened."

When Zeus regained his senses, he saw Hera's incomparably beautiful face and felt the softness on the back of his head. At the same time, he felt a warm current flowing through his body. Hera was healing him and trying to awaken him.

Awakening? Was He merely unconscious, rather than reaching the core of the universe, in the chaos, to meet Chaos?

"Hera, my wife, my sister, how long have I been unconscious?" Zeus embraced Hera and asked.

"One...second, I guess." Hera looked at the group of Olympian gods with strange expressions beneath the throne in the temple.

"So short?" Zeus calmed himself and frowned.

"Zeus, my brother, have you seen the great founder Chaos?" Poseidon, the sea god, eagerly asked.

At the same time, His gaze was also fixed on the three goddesses of fate.

An ancient and noble destiny, weaving the destinies of all beings, including the gods.

Who doesn't want to know their fate? Especially their own future.

Even changes.

Zeus just said that the world was going to be destroyed, and Chaos gave a warning. They hadn't felt this yet, but they knew that Zeus wouldn't deceive them on this matter. However, until now, they had only received this fragmented information from Zeus, which made it very difficult for them to accept the idea that the world was going to be destroyed.

"I have met the great founder Chaos, and he has confirmed with me this matter: there are demons from beyond the universe who wish to destroy our universe," Zeus said solemnly as he slowly sat up from Hera's knees.

"What? Why?"

"Are there demons and gods beyond the universe?"

"Could it destroy our universe? How magnificent is that?"

"Could even the great founder Chaos have solved this disaster?"

"..."

The gods' panic came into Zeus's sight and ears with the announcement of the news.

Even Hera, the queen of the gods, sitting beside Him, looked terrified.

Only the goddesses of fate within the temple showed no emotion whatsoever.

It was as if they had known this outcome all along.

"Moira, the Fates, do you have a way to avert this disaster?" Zeus asked, looking down the steps. (End of Chapter)