I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

Asclepius sighed: "You know, I have never been good at speaking, and I can't win an argument with you." He looked at Apollo, wanting his father to send Russell away, away from the risk of facing the king of gods.

But all he saw was Apollo's horrified look at Russell.

"How many gods have you provoked? Why can even the sun bless you?! I don't remember doing such a thing..."

Asclepius's expression turned confused.

Zeus said with a hint of laughter, "Really? It seems that you are protected by the sun, the moon, and Venus. The same is true for the underworld and the earth. Even nature is close to you. War and victory have always protected you. There are many things I haven't seen in detail..."

"God Killer?"

Apollo looked at Russell, and the images of the twelve Olympian gods flashed through his mind one by one, with a strange expression on his face.

"No!" Zeus denied Apollo's claim and said, "It's not the existing gods who have given him protection. I know this very well."

After all, he had erased the humanity of most gods.

Zeus looked at Russell's slightly thin figure under the thunder that could be called a natural disaster, and said in a daze.

“It’s a possibility!”

His tone showed obvious surprise and joy, as if he had discovered a treasure that had never been excavated.

"An impeccably beautiful young man, resourceful and brave, he loves wisdom but is not lacking in strength. He enjoys exploring new and beautiful things and excels at hunting and challenges. Any opportunity and any possibility can be found in you..."

Apollo listened to these words, his expression becoming more and more strange. He looked at Russell and blurted out: "Polus? Isn't that something made up by poets?"

"Now it seems that there is something wrong with the epic poem that is being sung."

Zeus' tone was filled with emotion.

"So, the child who was originally devoured by me in the myth and could not appear has now appeared. That's why I see so many different blessings on you, because you are the god who originally possesses all possibilities, opportunities, and creations, and you are also my child."

Was it the restraining force of the planet, or was it the restraining force of mankind that sensed something, so through the so-called epics and myths and legends, you were born?

Zeus made such a guess.

Only Russell listened to the analysis between Apollo and Zeus, and asked in a strange tone: "Do you think I am destined to overthrow you and become the fourth generation of God King?"

73. What you said makes a lot of sense.

"Destined to defeat me?"

Zeus did not reveal his true form, but was hiding in the thunderclouds, or perhaps he appeared through the thunderclouds, and made a somewhat amusing sound.

Really...

What a naive child.

Zeus thought so, and what was amazing was that after secretly integrating the Mecha Gods, his human side had actually reached an astonishing level.

The great god sighed inwardly as he looked at Russell, whose identity had been "revealed" before him.

Children are children, and they will always have a rebellious period. During this period, they always want to challenge their father's authority in order to gain false status and freedom.

But God the Father doesn’t care.

Zeus didn't care that Russell showed his fangs to him. In his opinion, this was a necessary step for children.

Similarly, crushing a child's rebellion, or patiently persuading the child before that, is also a necessary path for a father.

so......

He would not crush, kill, or use any method to erase the "Polos" in front of him.

This is also the love of a "father" for his "child".

"Ah......"

A stern laugh amidst the calmness filled the air.

Zeus' voice remained the same as always, even more patient. "As someone born as Boros, it's perfectly normal for you to want to defeat me."

I forgive you.

"I'll still remind you before you really want to do something stupid like that."

The Thunder did not become more manic at this time, but became calm instead.

But this is like the heavy and sticky calm before a volcanic eruption, a tsunami, an earthquake, or a storm, these natural disasters that humans cannot resist come.

"But let me clear up your confusion now."

"Clear the confusion?"

Russell said with interest as he looked at the giant face that was beginning to appear in the sky.

Artemis, who rushed over, fell into confusion after hearing the conversation between Zeus and Russell.

The rude person who offended me became my enemy, my enemy became my competitor, my competitor became my lover, and now my lover seems to be my...

"younger brother?"

"What's wrong Artemis?!"

Apollo was also in shock, but after hearing Artemis's cry, he turned around and looked at her blankly.

Artemis glanced at Apollo, and after a moment of silence, she did not pursue the sin of not calling her "sister". Instead, she asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"I'm Apollo, I'm your brother?"

Apollo scratched his head while protecting Asclepius, who was gradually unable to bear the increasingly sticky pressure.

"My younger brother is Boros."

After some calculations, Artemis concluded that she could no longer treat Apollo as her brother like Russell.

Because Russell is unique.

Since the one and only Russell has become a younger brother, the younger brother can only be Boros, that is, Russell, and no one else.

Apollo gritted his teeth, already understanding Artemis's train of thought.

But his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked excitedly, "Then I'm the older brother?"

"..."

Hearing this, Artemis gradually revealed an expression of disgust, shook her head, and said.

"Still a passerby."

"?"

Apollo looked up at the sky and saw Zeus looking at the scene with amusement. He lowered his head again and saw Asclepius's smile which he could not hold back.

He sighed deeply and said sadly, "In this sad world, only this cute little boy can bring me some comfort..."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Apollo was struck to the ground by a bolt of lightning.

"Apollo, don't be my rival in love."

After a faint warning, Zeus began to "solve Russell's doubts" amid Apollo's complaint of "You are a love rival to everyone".

"You must be the one created by the Inhibitor after it noticed something unusual about me. With the Age of Gods fading, the Inhibitor probably believed a new god couldn't defeat me, so it tried to transform you into a human, giving you what it called 'possibility'."

Perhaps, there is also the influence of myths and legends.

After all, in the epic, he swallowed Metis, preventing Athena's brother from being born.

Therefore, if he appeared as a god, perhaps he would be able to obtain the destiny of "definitely defeating Boros" and "stifling the possibility of its birth."

If he appeared as a human, he could cleverly circumvent the limitations of the legend.

"Thus, the blessings, powers, and other strengths of many gods can be seen in you. As a result, you also gain the power to use different powers, different divine powers, and different creations."

When he said something like this, Zeus even had a tone of praise for the restraint in his voice.

"As expected of them, they were able to come up with such a roundabout way. Because you are the god of opportunity and creation, and you love wisdom, you also possess the 'Crown of Wisdom' that can control various powers. Before this, I only heard Sisyphus as the 'most resourceful hero' on earth. I didn't expect..."

Smart, so smart.

This choice of restraint is really ingenious.

Zeus sighed repeatedly, and finally spoke, "I also noticed that you have elevated and reinstated those ancient gods that were originally incorporated into the Olympian mythology system. Is this also a restraining force, or perhaps it is your wisdom guiding you?"

In order to make the camp that is attacking him more powerful.

but......

useless!

There are too many ants, and they still cannot shatter the mountains or make the stars fall.

"..."

Russell was amazed by Zeus' analysis.

If he didn't know his own background and knew that the restraining force might be struggling to endure the Rape of the Holy Savior in the root, he might really think that what Zeus analyzed was the truth.

"What you said makes a lot of sense!"

Russell sighed as he looked at the thundercloud that for some reason seemed to display the complacent sentiment of "how can one escape from what is under control?"

Zeus laughed heartily.

"If you were born earlier, you might be able to unite with other Mechas to resist me, but now..."

It's no longer possible.

Is there anyone on this planet, on this land, who can resist him?

"I won't kill you, Boros. But you can no longer have this identity. Just keep the identity of Sisyphus. I will arrange a great heroic epic for you, and in the end, I will let you ascend to Mount Olympus and become a god. But not as Boros..."

74. Calculating Love

"Arrange my epic?"

Russell suddenly thought of another great hero and friend, Hercules, who was currently taking part in the trial.

"Then, was it you who arranged Hercules' fate and his trials?"

"..."

Zeus' voice was hazy and noisy. The name Hercules, or rather the hero, seemed to have a special meaning to him.

"This is my proudest work. I endowed him with a power unsurpassed among heroes, even comparable to the power of gods, and also gave him a tragedy unmatched among heroes."

Unsurpassed power, even able to wrestle with gods.

as well as......

An incomparable tragedy?

Recalling the tragedies that would have happened to Hercules, such as accidentally killing his own children because of the madness inflicted by Hera.

During the trial, while fighting the centaurs, he accidentally injured his teacher Chiron.

Because he couldn't control his strength, he accidentally killed a boy at the banquet, which eventually led to his death.

There are more tragedies that happened to Hercules, but connecting these tragedies together only proves one thing -

All the mistakes, all the tragedies, were punishment for Hercules' extraordinary strength.

When Hercules learned this, he gradually became self-aware and fell into regret. He wanted to make up for his mistakes, but it only brought greater tragedy.

The insurmountable power brought Hercules misfortune again and again.

"You're thinking......"

"I made tragedy happen to Hercules again and again, just as the vulture would peck at Prometheus' liver every day. I even made him fight with Apollo, and the result of the fight was, of course, a complete defeat."

There was no trance or vibration in Zeus' voice, only appreciation and pleasure for Hercules.

"Although Hercules was defeated in that fight, it was still a wonderful fight. Hercules' suppressed grief and anger, like a dormant volcano erupting again, and Apollo, who was fighting him under my instruction, with the eternal and bright light of reason. Truly..."

"So beautiful."

Apollo whispered, his eyes full of complicated meanings.

“This is the beauty of human nature!”

Zeus did not seem to understand Hercules' pain and sorrow. What he cared about was only this kind of emotion, this kind of light of humanity.