The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Luo Zu sat upright in the chaos, observing this universe of thought that he was about to abandon and destroy. In fact, he had already transcended the level of thought and spirit and reached the level of the transformation of spirit and matter. The Great Dao within it was all generated from the three thousand Great Daos evolved by Luo Zu, and all kinds of rules evolved under the Great Daos of Luo Zu, only wrapped in the shell of Greek mythology from Luo Zu's memory.

This shell is also the result of the collision of two ideas carrying a lot of information, which is largely random. It may be Greek mythology, or it may be Egypt, or it may be a derivative of a short story.

More likely, it's a mixture of numerous memory fragments, blending together to form a vibrant tapestry, which may include memories from past lives or primordial memories of this life—a multitude of possibilities.

It just so happens that this time it's Greek mythology.

Lozu did not rush to act at this moment, not because he wanted to see what choice Zeus and the others would make, but because he had already locked in the future, and even with Chaos's help, Zeus could not break through it.

Unless there is external help, but now this chaotic area is sealed off by Luo Zu, other important figures have no time to interfere. It is probably only Luo Hou who is bored and wants to interfere, but he was stopped by Luo Zu.

"Luo Hou Demon Ancestor, I am no longer the ignorant fool I once was. Please stay here." After undergoing two transformations at the Great Luo realm, Luo Zu's Daoist essence has made considerable progress. In addition, with the generous "assistance" of the Eastern Emperor and the protection of the Jade Tablet of Creation, his Daoist techniques have undergone some changes towards the Great Luo Limitless realm.

Therefore, even the Demon Ancestor Rahu suffered a setback. Of course, this is also the reason why He cannot directly interfere with this aspect of the primordial world now; otherwise, the saints would definitely make him suffer a terrible fate.

However, Rahu Demon Ancestor was not annoyed by this. He simply transformed into a ghostly face in the chaos, covering the sky and the sun. He first defined the concepts of length and spacetime in this chaos, and then was able to encompass this chaos. He also seemed to be about to swallow Rahu's universe of thought.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Zu, I have only been away for a hundred years, yet your cultivation has greatly improved. This truly delights me." Demon Ancestor Luo Hou exhaled black smoke and laughed heartily.

His delighted appearance puzzled Luo Zu, who said, "If the Demon Ancestor doesn't follow Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, in causing chaos in the prehistoric world and disturbing all living beings, how come he has time to come here and cause trouble?"

Rahu, the Demon Ancestor, was still laughing: "Fellow Daoist, your creation of the universe last time was quite interesting. I sensed it in the Otherworld Demon Realm. I never expected that the universe would be destroyed by you so soon after I arrived here. What a pity."

Presumably, what Rahu was referring to was Azathoth's Cthulhu universe.

"Haha, if the Demon Ancestor is so inclined, he can observe the signs and then go and explore." Luo Zu was happy to receive the Demon Ancestor's praise, so he taught him the many rules and frameworks of the previous Cthulhu universe one by one.

Rahu, the Demon Ancestor, opened his mouth wide and swallowed the information.

After swallowing it, he said, "How wonderful, how chaotic! It suits my heart perfectly. I appreciate your kindness, fellow Daoist, and I will surely repay you handsomely in the future."

The Demon Ancestor's generous reward?

"Thanks to the Demon Ancestor's favor, this is but a minor trick. It has won the Demon Ancestor's favor and greatly enhanced my glory. There is no need for the Demon Ancestor to repay me generously," Luo Zu politely declined.

After all, he knew that Rahu was mingling with the Sea of ​​Bitterness and Gonggong, and who knows, he might be invited to the Sea of ​​Bitterness to become a saint later.

Moreover, upon hearing this, the Demon Ancestor realized that he had transformed another parallel universe into this so-called Otherworldly Demon Realm, and might even be able to make him a Demon Saint.

Being a saint is probably not an easy job; who knows if he'll be wiped out by the genuine primordial saints?

Therefore, it's best to minimize contact with them.

The Demon Ancestor then stopped pursuing the matter, removed his ghostly face, and vanished without a trace.

Luo Zu continued to immerse himself in this Greek universe of thought.

Zeus has already taken back the power to create chaos that Chaos had given him, but now he cannot use it for his own purposes, that is, he cannot refine it.

Although His status is not low, after all He is the king of the gods in this universe, which is equivalent to the Heavenly Emperor of the Universe, and the only overlord, unlike the Primordial Heavenly Emperor who had so many opponents.

No matter how extraordinary His status is, He is only now ascending to the throne. He has not yet fully refined His status as the King of Gods, nor has His cultivation been imprinted throughout the universe. Mount Olympus has only gained a nominal status. Although Chaos has also recognized Him, the power to open up chaos is ultimately too heavy for Him to fully wield.

So He invited the gods of Mount Olympus to work with Him to refine the power to create chaos.

But then a deep, resounding boom echoed from Mount Olympus.

boom!

The heavens and earth trembled, and the earth collapsed and mountains crumbled.

Hahaha. A wild laugh echoed down from the high heavens.

It was Uranus, the first king of the gods and the source of the bloodline of Zeus and the other gods!

In addition, a loud laugh came from beneath the earth.

It was Cronus, the second-generation god-king, who was imprisoned by Zeus in the abyss of hell.

They were mocking Zeus's cowardice and weakness.

Although they are both losers, their past glory is something that Zeus today cannot compare to.

Zeus ignored the mockery, for he had indeed failed. Still young, he was not in a hurry to lash out at these two former kings of the gods; he only wanted to resolve his current predicament.

The Olympian gods, sitting amidst the ruins, were all troubled.

They have neither the time nor the inclination to restore the ruined temple to its original state. They can only stand there pondering how to refine the power to create chaos that Zeus brought back.

This is a huge problem, an absolute problem.

Zeus had previously sought advice from the Fates, but they immediately transformed into three ravens, as if under some kind of curse, and flew away from Mount Olympus.

Now, however, they can no longer think of any way to solve the problem.

"Wisdom, Metis, my beloved cousin, can you guide me?" Zeus looked at Metis, who was hurrying down from the stars in the sky.

She is the goddess of wisdom, the daughter of Oceanus and Thetis, and therefore also inherited part of the power over the ocean.

"Great Zeus, my cousin, I have heard your call." Metis arrived, glanced at Hera first, and then his gaze fell on Zeus.

Hera, too, frowned and gazed intently at this goddess who possessed both wisdom and beauty.

Metis, hailed as the wisest god on earth, was born with the title of goddess of wisdom.

He is the symbol of wisdom.

"Great Zeus, king of the gods, there are many other gods in the world besides the Olympian gods, and they too must overcome this cataclysmic calamity." (End of Chapter)