Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Beneath the tranquility, a touch of enchanting color imbues the air with a hint of ambiguity.

Two days later, in the dense forest near the Sea of ​​Oceanus.

Having traveled a long way to this place, Samael washed the handful of olives on his hands by the river and popped them into his mouth one by one to chew.

The gaze that peered at the sea was deep and dark, and the relaxed muscles still carried a hint of languor.

Indeed, I should have exercised some restraint before setting off.

The ancient snake gently rubbed its forehead, inwardly grumbling to itself, though it appeared to be earnestly reflecting on its actions.

But his mind couldn't help but recall Tina's innocent and naive kiss, and Themis's passionate yet hesitant approach to learning.

After a brief moment of reflection, Samael, who was quite looking forward to the rest of his life on his return journey, estimated the time, then cut short his reverie and wrote a name on the sand.

Aphrodite…

During this in-depth study with the goddess of justice, Themis revealed the subtle warning that Metis, the queen of the gods, had given her from Mount Olympus.

Beware of Aphrodite!

The goddess of love and beauty seems to have taken a liking to a little fellow who has conquered the goddess of justice.

Samael was even more wary of this name than Metis and Themis.

As far as he knew, the Greek world consisted of four ancient deities with a clear and substantial existence: the earth, the sky, the sea, and the abyss.

The remaining primordial concepts such as fate and time have essentially merged with the workings of the Greek world and no longer possess separate personalities.

However, Eros, the fifth primordial god at the beginning of the world, who is also the fundamental driving force behind the creation of all things and the symbol of all love and desire, appears and disappears, and still runs through the entire development of the Greek pantheon.

Her existence endowed the primordial gods with basic emotions and the desire to reproduce, which led to Gaia splitting into Uranus, and the fusion and creation of the Heavenly Father overpowering the Earthly Mother.

It can be said that the growth and prosperity of the Greek pantheon is closely related to Eros, the goddess of love, but most of her records are vague and lack specific mythological events.

Samael stroked his chin, his eyes narrowing as he recalled more information revealed by Metis.

In the earlier journey of Oceanus, it seems that Zeus, the king of the gods, received Aphrodite's help and successively conquered three goddesses.

Among them was an extremely powerful Titan goddess.

Interestingly, Aphrodite was not only born from the authority of the god father Uranus and some kind of "treasure".

Furthermore, in the future, this god of love and beauty will have a child named Eros, commonly known as the little god of love, or Cupid in ancient Rome.

It's "Eros" again, how interesting...

Perhaps, the fact that Uranus, the father of the gods, who was created by Gaia, the mother of the earth, possessed power that surpassed that of his creator, is very likely related to the god of love.

But because of the blow from his good son Cronus, the power that allowed Uranus and Eros to merge was severed again, and the two were separated once more.

The seemingly weak goddess of love and beauty, Aphrodite, is probably a degraded incarnation of Eros. Although her fighting power is weak, she is not someone to be trifled with.

It is important to know that most of the troubles that will happen in Olympus in the future will be directly or indirectly related to her or her powers.

He strongly suspected that Uranus had no good intentions in sending the god of love and beauty to Olympus.

Samael smiled strangely, with a hint of schadenfreude, as he thought about this.

Tsk tsk, do you really think the grudge of having a chicken stolen is so easily resolved?

Uranus resented not only the twelve Titans, but also those who betrayed him.

As Cronus's own son, did Zeus really think Uranus would fall into the trap of "grandparental affection"?

Hating someone because they hate their neighbor—that's the norm, isn't it?

Furthermore, it seems that Metis's morbid love is also related to Zeus's current unrestrained promiscuity.

Even knowing her fate, the goddess queen still chose to reside within the mind of her beloved Zeus, forming a spiritual union with him.

This choice is probably an escape from reality, a way to possess her husband's obsessive love from another perspective.

In short, ever since Aphrodite appeared, Mount Olympus has been anything but peaceful.

How many hidden stories are involved remains to be seen.

Forget it, just stay away from that Cupid. Treat this family drama on Mount Olympus as a prime-time sitcom for casual conversation, something to watch and enjoy, but don't get involved unless necessary.

So, now that we've rested and recuperated, let's prepare for our underwater voyage!

Samael snapped out of his thoughts, went to the cliff, and leaped into the sea, plunging dozens of meters into the water.

Immediately, the ancient serpent's bones cracked and its muscles contracted and reformed. Under the extreme twisting of its body, streaks of crimson marks were washed away by the waves until they faded without a trace.

A few dozen breaths later, a jet-black sea fish, half a meter long, blinked its blood-red vertical pupils cunningly and swam towards the surface of the sea where ether was highly concentrated.

Chapter 48 That's not how you fight a war (1/3)

The Oceanus Sea, a chaotic ocean, with its surging waves.

The numerous gods from the two camps of Olympus and Olympus rode chariots, stood on clouds, or trod on rocks.

Indeed, in terms of quantity, the new gods far outnumber the old gods, but in terms of quality, the ancient gods gathered on Mount Oteris all exude a powerful etheric energy.

Cronus, wielding the scythe of time, and Zeus, gripping the scepter of thunder, faced each other from afar, surrounded by their respective gods, unleashing their power and clashing fiercely.

Driven by divine power and authority, the surging torrents of ether collided and tore at each other, forming a terrifying magical vortex in the core area, distorting and shattering space.

The gray-black waves of destruction and the silvery-white power of lightning clashed and swept across the world, dividing it into two distinct parts.

When the dazzling aurora borealis burst forth in all directions where thunder and dark clouds intertwined, Zeus immediately swung his thunder scepter, sounding the first call to attack.

"Overthrow the tyranny of Oterus! Glory belongs to our new gods! Kill!"

With a roar, the new god-king took the lead, his scepter unleashing several silver-white lightning spears.

Caught off guard, several Titans from the enemy camp were pierced and shot down. Their shattered bodies turned into charred chunks of flesh and fell into the deep sea, their golden-red divine blood spilling onto the waves.

Having gained the upper hand, the Olympian gods were greatly encouraged and charged towards the camp on Mount Olympus, closely following the figure of Zeus, the king of the gods.

"court death!"

Faced with the sudden attack by this group of young people who lacked martial ethics, Cronus was enraged. He swung his scythe of time horizontally and slashed at Zeus, who was leading the group.

Wherever the eerie, gray-black arc of light passed, a terrifying sense of separation was created between space and ether. The Olympian god-king who was directly hit immediately raised his sheepskin shield, intending to block the attack.

"Buzz!"

Layers of golden light patterns and gray-black temporal turbulence then exploded, blasting Zeus dozens of meters away, and the sheepskin shield in his hand almost slipped from his grasp.

That old guy is amazing!

The Olympian king was secretly alarmed, realizing that he certainly could not defeat his father in a head-on one-on-one fight.

Fortunately, he never intended to give his opponent a fair chance to fight.

Seeing Zeus stagger backward and reveal an opening, Cronus, in a fit of rage, rushed forward impatiently.

However, a cacophony of roars, as if from a thousand mouths, seemed to erupt from the salty sea mist.

In an instant, three hundred-meter-tall giants, each wielding hundreds of arms and weapons such as swords, shields, spears, and axes, roared and rode the waves under the blessing of the ocean power of the goddess Metis, blocking Cronus's path.

"Go away!"

Seeing that Zeus had escaped his sight, Cronus roared repeatedly, but his attack was thwarted by the three monsters.

The Titan King, possessing immense destructive power, believed he could quickly resolve the battle by wielding the power of the Time Scythe.

But the surging torrent of time, after turning only a few of the giants' arms to ashes, actually provoked an even more ferocious counterattack from these monsters.

They had been imprisoned in the abyss of Tartarus for thousands of years, enduring the relentless onslaught of death day and night, until their resistance had reached its peak.

Kronos was shocked to discover that even the nearly indestructible Scythe of Time could not easily and quickly deal with his three thick-skinned brothers.

"Coeus! Iapetus! My good brothers, what are you waiting for!"

"Let these rebellious seedlings see what it means to be the true masters of this world!"

The Titan King fought three monsters alone, constantly trimming their arms. Seeing that he could not break through the blockade of the three hundred-armed giants in a short time, he turned his head and roared at his two loyal followers behind him.

Upon hearing this, the two Titans roared and rushed forward to help, attacking Zeus and the other six sons of the gods.

The six newly born gods joined forces to fight against their two uncles, and the etheric torrents they created caused the sky above the Sea of ​​Oceanus to shatter repeatedly.

To avoid the raging void storm, both sides fought and retreated, constantly moving towards the deep sea where they could fight more freely, engaging in round after round of fierce battles.

War raged across the seas, and all the gods, monsters, and titans involved in the war went mad, engaging in fierce battles.

The sounds of blades piercing flesh, bones shattering, and bodies colliding, mixed with the furious roars of the two sides fighting desperately, echoed continuously above the sea.

Minced flesh, severed limbs, and divine blood continuously fell into the churning sea, spreading out golden-red ripples.

The rich etheric factors attracted sea monsters of all sizes, including octopuses hundreds of meters long with barbels, humpback whales as majestic as mountains, and schools of fish with razor-sharp teeth.

Lured by food and the promise of evolution, hordes of sea monsters swarmed in, engaging in a bloody struggle for the enormous number of divine corpses.

The sky is the battlefield of the gods, and the sea is the dining table of the predators.

One side is driven by honor and power, the other by evolution and survival; neither is inherently more noble or civilized than the other.

But just as lions disdain competing with hyenas for food, eagles don't care about carrion targeted by mosquitoes and flies; the two sides maintain a harmony similar to the operation of a food chain.

In the chaotic corner of this world, two battles rage on independently, without interfering with each other.

However, there are exceptions among them.

In a deep, dark sea, a pair of red and black snake eyes, with faint cross-shaped patterns, gazed at the stalemate battlefield in the sky, curled their lips, and made a conclusion in their hearts.

Tsk, no need to watch anymore, Cronus is doomed to lose.

Samael opened his mouth and bit into the core of a high god he was holding, causing the enormous ether within to surge into his body.

Transformed into a black fish, the ancient snake, hiding beneath the seaweed, sensed the primordial divine power within its body being refined and strengthened thread by thread, and comfortably emitted a silent groan.

As for the battle between the old and new gods, the outcome was already a foregone conclusion, and he was too lazy to even look at it.

If it were truly a simple, one-on-one tournament, Otrox Mountain, with the strength of its veteran Titans, might still have a sliver of a chance to turn the tide.

However, this was war! A massive divine war that mobilized almost 70-80% of the power of both the old and new pantheons of the Greek world!

The three remaining Titan gods from Mount Otyrus, drawn away by their immediate hatred, were led astray by the Hundred-Handed Giants and the six bloodlines of the God-Kings. The Old Gods suffered a complete defeat, both strategically and tactically.

It should be noted that after Metis and Zeus persuaded the gods, most of the old and new gods were either recruited by Mount Olympus or obliterated.

Cronus, whose reaction was already several rounds slower, could only gather a handful of the older Titans, even if he personally descended the mountain, and most of them were of little use.

A massive war that was a matter of life and death was turned into a village brawl by the enraged Cronus.

Leaving these hastily assembled troops on the battlefield in such a muddled state would have predictable consequences.

That's not how you fight a war!

Chapter 49 Fatherly Love: "Seven Wolves" (2/3)

Moreover, compared to those old, decrepit deities.

The younger generation of Olympian gods, having been promised great things and bound by shared interests, were numerous and each one like a wolf, already coveting the power of the old gods.

Besides their numbers and fighting spirit, the Cyclopes, freed by Zeus, hid deep within the active volcano Etna, working day and night to forge weapons for the Olympian gods before the war.

Therefore, the gap in combat power and the concentration of ether in the body has been basically filled.

In comparison, the lower and middle levels of the old gods were no match for the new gods' onslaught. Coupled with the loss of their leader, their complete collapse was only a matter of time.

If the three Titan gods of Mount Otrothus were in charge of suppressing and leading the way, the difference wouldn't be so obvious.

However, those three rigid-minded leaders foolishly ventured deep into the chaotic sea fog to chase after Zeus and his men, completely severing their connection with the army.

Next, all that is needed is to divide and surround the group of Old Gods before Cronus and the others can react, and the outcome will be a foregone conclusion.

As for the subsequent annihilation battle, Samael believed that even if Cronus arrived, he probably wouldn't be able to cause much of a ripple.

Because there were simply too many factors contributing to his failure; Gu She could easily list a series of stroke-related procedures on Mount Otrox with just a little thought.

First of all, choosing the Oceanus Sea as the battlefield was a mistake from the start.

From the moment Cronus stepped into this place, he gradually fell into Olympus's scheme.

The sea was the territory of Zeus's father-in-law. Even if Oceanus himself didn't appear, Zeus had two wives who were goddesses who held the power over the sea.

In addition, there is Poseidon's trident, a divine weapon that can manipulate giant waves and ride sea monsters.

Moreover, Zeus brought Aphrodite back from the Sea of ​​Oceanus, and that godfather who never talks about chickens might be waiting to see Cronus's fate.