Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

In response, the Serpent weighed the pros and cons and decided to take targeted measures against Typhon's "suspicious" nature, indirectly creating the illusion that it had been plotting with Olympus all along.

Since Zeus is his nemesis, let's pull the people of the Arimar dungeon back a bit and hide behind Olympus, the target, and let these two god-kings put on a show together.

Having been tricked and bluffed several times, Typhon, who was not yet fully developed, was worried that he had fallen into a trap and would not come to harass the Arima Cave in the short term.

The ancient snake pondered for a moment, then raised its hand to stroke its chin, half serious and half sentimental.

"But in reality, gods and monsters are still at the bottom of the social hierarchy. If they just enter Olympus like this, they will inevitably be bullied, and they might even lose their lives."

These kids are, after all, people I've watched grow up. Before they go to class, Anna and I will still need to help them smooth things over.

Does this guy actually have a conscience?

Gilgamesh looked at Samael's worried and hardworking expression, which resembled that of an old father, and felt deeply suspicious.

"Use connections? Who are you going to ask?"

Samael snapped out of his daze, a strange smile spreading across his face, and began to count on his fingers as a hint.

"Now, behind Typhon is Tartarus, representing the divine authority of the abyss..."

Zeus's lineage should include Uranus, representing the divine authority of the sky; Pontus, representing the divine authority of the sea; and perhaps Eronus, representing lust, and destiny, etc.

If you want to pull strings, you should at least find someone of the same rank to support you.

The Hero King understood in his eyes and couldn't help but murmur.

"Mother Earth...Gaia?"

Samael clapped his hands lightly, a smile playing on his lips.

"Three hundred-handed giants, three cyclops, the sea nymphs of Crete who raised Zeus, and the earth spirits who taught this king of the gods..."

Gaia has been quite generous, providing Olympus with a decent number of people; after all, the Arima Crypt isn't an issue.

From a bloodline perspective, the Serpent Mother is indeed a creation of the Earth Mother.

Echidna, as the third generation of earth goddess, and Themis, as the Titan of Otyria, went to negotiate cooperation with Zeus and express their allegiance.

Such a person has enough influence to ensure that the descendants of Tifeng have a sinecure and don't actually become cannon fodder.

Moreover, with these two leading the way and attracting the attention of Olympus, some of the children in the Arima Caves were able to find employment, allowing Athena and Medusa to remain hidden in the forest.

Zeus was a clever man; he dreamed of relinquishing divine power and making Olympus the sole ruler.

The significance of Themis goes without saying, and Echidna's identity as a third-generation earth mother goddess is also very useful.

Especially since the Serpent Mother was an incomplete creation and posed no threat to Zeus, she was perfect as the representative of the Earth Mother, a mascot.

In any case, it's better to spend some time with Olympus than to be secretly purged and killed by the hundred-eyed giant Argos, right?

"Instigating a power struggle among the four major origin god factions? I see."

Gilgamesh nodded slightly, his brow relaxing.

Although the risks are considerable, as Samael said, as long as they can get through the initial doubts, and then face the power struggle between gods of equal strength, their symbolic significance outweighs their practical function, making them the safest option.

"Be careful not to go too far. Also, since you're planning to use Olympus as a shield, then put in the effort and try to build good relationships with some of the twelve Olympian gods."

The King of Heroes offered a gentle reminder and advice.

A word to wake up the dreamer!

Samael slapped his forehead, and his previously hazy thoughts suddenly cleared up.

Yes! Zeus also divided and won over Mount Otyrus by overthrowing it, reducing the twelve opposing Titans to three.

Similarly, even if he needed the divine authority of Olympus, he didn't necessarily have to overthrow the twelve Olympian gods.

Divide and win over, how could we forget this tactic?

That's how I defused the three major storms in the Mesopotamian world back then.

Yes, he knows this very well.

Therefore, it's not impossible to find a way to sideline Zeus and indirectly elevate Athena to power.

The ancient snake grew happier and happier as it thought about it, and a series of wicked ideas began to pop into its head.

As dawn broke, the divine core embedded in the magic array exhausted its ether and turned into a puddle of crystalline dust, causing the images in the spirit communication to sway and distort, and the sound to become intermittent.

As they parted, everyone said their goodbyes in turn, and then walked out of the main hall in twos and threes as if nothing had happened, tacitly leaving their last moments with the two goddesses.

Seeing that no one was around, Ai Lei placed her right hand on the snake skin wrapped around her left wrist, mustered her courage, and gave a slightly flushed speech, like a wife comforting her husband.

"Samael, take good care of Mother Goddess, take good care of Anna, and take good care of yourself too."

"If we can solve the problems here, I'll be waiting for you in Mesopotamia."

Although I am no longer alone, there are always some figures whose status cannot be replaced.

If... if you have the time and opportunity, it would be best to contact us more often...

But in the end, the goddess of the underworld moved her lips, but suppressed the thoughts buried deep within her heart.

Immediately, before her older sister could back away, Ishtar swung her small fists and approached with gritted teeth.

"Samael, you bastard! You actually conspired with that golden-haired guy to swindle me! He confessed that you were the mastermind. When are you going to pay me back the thirty percent of the mineral treasures you owe me from the Gate of Babylon?!"

"He's the culprit, okay? Babylon's treasury is overflowing with money, why are you asking me, a poor wretch, for it?"

"Nonsense! If I could break in, I would have emptied the place out long ago! Who told you to abandon the project and run away? Being a shepherd king would have been so much better. Everything in there was originally mine, and I've lost out big time! Anyway, I don't care! You have to pay for it!"

"And isn't it only 20%?"

"You deceive someone's feelings, and then kick them to the curb after you've done it. Don't you expect interest on the emotional damages?"

"Hello, hello, what did you say? The signal is too weak, I can't hear you, I can't hear you."

Samael shook his head, gesturing wildly, and the beam of light was extinguished completely amidst Ishtar's furious outbursts.

Chapter 80 Your foster father is awesome!

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With a crisp sound, the ancient serpent tossed the few remaining divine cores it had pried from the groove onto the ground, then smiled and waved at the pitch-black magic array.

Tsk tsk, this scumbag goddess didn't dare to speak when Enkidu and Gilgamesh were present. It seems she got a bad lesson for forcibly breaking into the Babylonian treasury.

Well, it's another day in a good mood.

Samael stretched with schadenfreude, then pulled Medusa up and headed towards the exit.

"So, are you happy to receive this special coming-of-age gift?"

The ancient serpent felt the warmth of the sunlight, stretched its arms to loosen its muscles, breathed in the fragrance of the morning earth, and asked Medusa with a light smile.

"Yes, tonight was the best night I've ever had."

Medusa nodded seriously, her face tense, and then, before Samael could react, her blood-red cherry lips were pressed against the ancient serpent's forehead.

"It's just a small token of my gratitude."

After a moment, she turned her head back, her tall and slender figure feigning composure, her voice suppressed and cold, while her earlobes, hidden beneath her purple hair, were already flushed with an intoxicating blush.

"Yes, I understand. Good morning kiss, good morning kiss, life needs a little ritual."

The ancient snake touched the damp spot on its forehead with a sense of loss, its gaze glancing at the proud curves of its body, and couldn't help but make a joke.

"Tsk, little Anna has grown up, in every sense of the word..."

Medusa recalled the questions her female friends had asked her most last night, questions that concerned her. Her previously maintained aloof demeanor crumbled, and her pretty face turned bright red.

Biting her cherry lips with her pearly teeth, she glared at Samael with hatred, and then a strange sense of shame and inferiority welled up in the goddess.

For the three Gorgon goddesses, physical growth and development is precisely proof that their divinity and immortality are incomplete and need to be filled.

Having been repeatedly criticized by her two older sisters, Medusa's drastically different body shape almost became a source of her inferiority complex.

"Silly girl, be confident, hold your head high, stand tall, this is a talent that many people envy."

The ancient snake stepped forward and gently patted the little girl's shoulder, its face serious.

"But my sisters..."

Medusa's expression softened slightly, but she still seemed somewhat insecure.

"Tch, don't listen to them. Euryale and Stheno, those two flat-chested girls, are the ones who are disgracing the Serpent Mother's genes!"

"And the nymphs also said..."

"Don't you see what those little dragonflies look like? You can't even feel a pound of flesh on their bodies!"

Samael, his expression indignant, retorted righteously and sternly.

Old perverts should be open and honest. What's wrong with the Warriors liking big breasts?

At the same time, in order to curb this unhealthy trend from the flat-chested faction and protect rare resources, the ancient snake did not hesitate to sacrifice its own family for the greater good.

"The rumors were spread by Athena! That girl is underdeveloped herself, she did this purely out of jealousy!"

Click!

Just as some "open and honest" old pervert stood in front of Medusa, defending that aesthetic high ground, a crisp vibrato came from somewhere behind.

The ancient serpent stiffly turned its head and was shocked to see a wise goddess, who had just gotten up and was wearing a light veil, smiling brightly as she broke off a dry branch in her hand outside the entrance of her main cave.

The crisp echo sent a chill down Samael's spine; he could vaguely hear the cracking sound of a bone breaking.

The ancient snake recalled the suggestive words it had used when it spoke with Medusa, and cold sweat broke out on its forehead.

One night... a secret room... growth... a farewell kiss...

There's also the theme of sacrificing family for the greater good, and some complaints about development...

How many landmines did I just step on? I think I've lost count...

As Samael watched Athena approach with a twisted smile, his heart pounded and his body stiffened.

He now has only two thoughts: to leave a complete corpse and to avoid being humiliated.

"Going for a walk? What a coincidence, good morning."

"It's almost lunchtime. Would you like to stay for the meal? Although we haven't prepared your utensils or a seat, I'll try to make arrangements."

However, to everyone's surprise, the goddess of wisdom showed no intention of interrogating or feeling ashamed of having her past misdeeds exposed. Instead, she smiled and extended a warm invitation.

A commanding presence that makes a powerful first impression!

This subtle yet sharp edge impressed Samael, who secretly shrank back and took a step back.

"No need, if I want to eat it, Samael will make it especially for me."

Medusa responded in a cool, indifferent voice.

Brilliant! That's a move that turns the tables!

The ancient snake nodded to itself, then its gaze shifted downwards, and its lips twitched.

But could you please let go of my hand first?

"There's no way around it, that's how we treat guests in our family. We can't let ourselves suffer than let our guests suffer. That's how he taught me since I was little."

So even though we had already undressed and gone to bed last night, Samael, no matter how unwilling, still had to get out of bed to entertain a visitor.

Athena blinked her purple eyes, drawing closer to Medusa until they entered each other's restricted area. They faced each other, covering their lips and chuckling softly.

"However, although the host's kindness is not expected to be reciprocated, not all guests are aware of this."

Some people are taking advantage of the situation...

Ah, of course, I'm not talking about you...

I just like to trouble my host family with their work…

Then, the goddess of wisdom paused, her gaze softened, and her smile became sweet.

“It’s different with family. I’ll cook whatever Samael wants to eat.”

Samael's expression was strange, and his gaze lingered on Athena repeatedly.

You can cook? You've cooked before? So well-behaved? How come I didn't know?

So, this is called following the guest's lead, sowing discord, making veiled accusations, and fabricating something out of nothing.

Good heavens, a four-hit combo in one move.