Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Some of the messengers, seemingly in a daze, waved their hands and declined with dry laughter.

"I still need to go back and report to the Father God, so let's skip it today."

"Don't worry, it's just a few drinks, it won't cause any trouble. Anyway, the important business has been taken care of, so these minor details are no big deal."

Besides, I'm going back to Mount Etna tomorrow, so I don't have time to meet you.

"I…"

"Let's go."

The slender Hermes was thus led towards the temple by the robust Hephaestus.

On the throne in the hall, Zeus, holding a thunder scepter in one hand and a sheepskin shield in the other, slowly opened his eyes after a period of time, his eyes flashing with silver-white lightning.

Looking into the distance, tens of thousands of wispy black mists seeped into the earth from the pores of sleeping humans, their faces contorted in struggle and their bodies curled up.

As these impurities were expelled from their bodies, the humans, seemingly purified, relaxed their brows, their faces became peaceful, their breathing became more steady, and their entire bodies seemed to radiate a glow.

Be grateful for the blessings bestowed upon you by the King and the gods.

Zeus lightly tapped his thunder scepter, nodded in satisfaction, and his eyes were deep and dark.

However, this gift is too expensive, and I'm afraid you may not be able to afford it.

Bonus chapter for Golden Week (I'm lying down, feel free to abuse me).

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Chapter 119 Free-Range Chicken Mode (1/3)

In the Caucasus Mountains, a slender black shadow meanders along the rugged path, moving as fast as lightning.

"Anyone who trespasses into the forbidden area shall be sentenced to death!"

As we reached the mountainside, the triggered light patterns flickered, and amidst the muffled rumble and roar, black rocks rose up.

Dozens of Earth Guardians emerged from the cracks in the mountainside, their crimson eyes gleaming like flickering flames, wielding stone knives and slashing down in a crisscross pattern.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

However, the slender black shadow coiled up into the air, dodging the blades with incredible agility, and then, with a sharp whistling sound, it cut through the air and instantly appeared behind dozens of Earth Guardians.

When this uninvited guest landed and revealed itself, it was a three-foot-long, ancient snake with dark, dull scales.

The ancient serpent paused briefly, glanced at the many Earth Guardians behind it who were frozen in place, and its gaze darkened.

Olympus actually set up this bunch of stuff on the way; this is a bit troublesome.

Even with the veil of divine destiny, we must hasten our pace.

The shadowy figure pondered silently, composed itself, and swam faster toward the mountain peak.

Just as the visitor left, a series of crisp "click" sounds came from behind.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Moments later, the earth guardians that had stood in their original positions were covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and they crumbled and disintegrated one after another, turning into rubble that rolled all over the ground.

In the instant the ancient serpents passed by, the core magic crystals embedded in their chests were all pierced with fist-sized holes, and their destruction was only a matter of time.

The Caucasus Mountains are rugged and steep, with fierce winds and vast, clear skies.

"Chirp!"

Just as the ancient serpent climbed onto the protruding rock and was about to swim towards the place where it was bound by chains, a fierce wind suddenly rose from above, a sharp cry almost pierced the eardrums, and a pair of claws like iron hooks went straight for the black serpent's head.

"boom!"

However, at the critical moment, the serpent's tail struck the falcon precisely on the head, slamming it into a nearby rock and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Are you looking for death? You don't even recognize me anymore?"

Amidst the intertwining and merging of red and black blood vessels, the black snake transformed into a handsome humanoid figure with snake eyes and black hair. Samael turned his head to glance at the Caucasian Divine Eagle, who had crawled out dizzily, and frowned with a cold snort.

"Chirp...chirp..."

The once majestic and aloof falcon, upon hearing that familiar voice deep within its memory, couldn't help but tremble involuntarily after many years. It instinctively tightened its wings, drooped its head, and looked at the ground, resembling a frightened free-range chicken.

"Keep an eye on the surroundings. Report any disturbance on Olympus to me immediately!"

When Samael saw that the dead bird was still the same as before, his expression softened slightly. He casually tossed down half a piece of bloody beef that had been smoked to medium-rare and gave instructions in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, the Caucasian eagle immediately grabbed the delicious treat it hadn't tasted in so long and hurriedly spread its wings and flew into the air.

Even without any reward, it wanted to stay as far away from this plague as possible.

Moreover, having spent so much time in the Caucasus Mountains, every time Zeus came to have a private talk with that piece of dried meat tied to chains and waiting to dry, he would send it aside.

In addition, Hera, the queen of the gods, Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, and Demeter, the goddess of agriculture, all came to the Caucasus Mountains to seek help from this prophet.

Secrets are things you shouldn't hear too much about, or you'll die.

Meanwhile, atop the Caucasus Mountains, the Titan with rough skin and hair growing like weeds slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp.

"Why did you come here? This is risky!"

Samael approached Prometheus with a solemn expression.

"I know, but I have a reason to come."

Upon hearing this, the prophet's expression turned solemn, and he listened attentively. The matter that had prompted him to come must be of great importance.

Immediately, the ancient serpent spread its divine power of destiny, enveloping the two of them, before explaining its purpose in detail.

At the last Peloponnesian tea party, they sensed an impending storm and took the opportunity to move Epimetheus and his wife there.

Afterwards, Samael led a group of human guides, cautiously hiding in the shadows, waiting for the arrival of Pandora, the daughter of calamity, and the Box.

However, several years have passed since then, and he has not even seen a trace of Pandora, let alone the so-called magic box.

The gods became increasingly benevolent towards humankind, and humankind revered the gods even more, leading to the construction of temples in various places.

Crete and Mycenae, the two cradles of Greek civilization, are on the path to prosperity.

In memory, famous future city-states such as Thebes, Athens, and Sparta have successively become human settlements, and the prototype of city-states has begun to take shape.

Meanwhile, the "Academy of Athens," an academic and exchange society established in the name of Themis, was progressing steadily. They had interactions with everyone from the remaining twelve Titans and the twelve Olympian gods to curious nymphs and monsters.

Humans are rapidly conquering the land, cultivating fields, building cities, and exploring the oceans at the speed of a virus spreading.

Everything went exceptionally smoothly, almost too smoothly.

But the longer time went on, the stronger Samael's unease became. The divine sense of destiny seemed to be reminding him that some unpredictable disaster was brewing.

For many years, despite a series of investigations, both overt and covert, the ancient serpent has been unable to uncover the truth.

Gradually, he came to the conclusion that while he was obscuring the future of Greece, the web of fate woven by the Greek world was also resisting his in-depth interpretation as an outsider.

As the warning signs in his mind became increasingly clear, Samael had no choice but to take a risk and climb the Caucasus Mountains to seek advice from Prometheus, the prophet acknowledged by fate.

To be honest, Zeus kept a very strict watch on Prometheus, and every time he came into contact with him, he was taking a great risk.

If it weren't for the recent unease that had been causing him such severe distress, and even Themis seemed to sense it, Samael would have truly wanted to continue living in harmony between humans and gods.

However, the serpent's question elicited only a wry smile from Prometheus.

"One of you is a rebel against fate, and the other is an ancient Titan who will give birth to the three Fates and the three Seasons."

"If even the two of you can't sense it, what good can I do?"

Samael's heart sank, and he had a terrible headache.

"Speaking of which, everything was under control at first, so why did it turn out like this?"

"Because, in this era, Zeus is the one destined for greatness!"

Prometheus frowned and pondered, his tone solemn. After a moment's pause, he couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"We were a bit too hasty and changed too much of the established future, which caused a backlash from fate. After all, the future that belongs to humanity has not yet truly begun."

Samael seemed to understand, frowned and nodded, agreeing with the prophet's statement.

As expected, it's not so easy to defy fate and end the Age of Gods ahead of schedule.

"Besides these, is there anything unusual?"

After a moment of silence, Prometheus spoke and asked.

"abnormal?"

Samael's expression turned slightly serious upon hearing this.

"There really is..."

Chapter 120 The Day of Calamity (2/3)

"You mean, many thugs and scum suddenly changed their ways, woke up one morning, and were unusually peaceful?"

Prometheus narrowed his eyes, looking somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, although their own evil thoughts occasionally surface, they are constantly purified, maintaining a low-desire state. In recent years, there have been almost no fights or killings between people."

Samael responded seriously, then paused, frowned, and continued to add.

"Moreover, the land we have cultivated has yielded abundant harvests year after year, and the settlements we have established have never been attacked by wild animals, nor have humans died from disease. This weak species seems to have been blessed by the gods."

The prophet's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, his expression grave.

Do you think this is normal?

"This is very unusual! I just can't figure out the specific reason, so I came to ask you specifically."

"I think the gifts from the gods have been delivered, and they probably come with a high price. The more we receive now, the more intense the backlash will be later when we pay the price."

"Why is this? Epimetheus and his wife have been protected, and humanity, under our supervision, has never received any gifts from the gods."

The ancient snake was completely baffled, racking its brains to figure out which link in the chain had gone wrong.

"The gifts bestowed by the gods may not even need to take into account whether or not humans accept them."

Prometheus looked up at the cloud-covered sky and murmured to himself.

"That's troublesome. We still don't even know what this thing is or where it's hidden."

Samael looked dejected, frowning as he rubbed his temples.

Humanity was purified of selfish desires and evil thoughts; the land became bountiful; diseases were driven away; and calamities were averted…

Prometheus murmured to himself, pondered for a moment, and then offered a suggestion with some uncertainty.

"Humans are a species recognized by the laws of life, and their city-states, settlements, and daily life all take place on the land. Why not seek the answer from the Earth Mother Goddess Gaia?"

Samael thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Alright, I'll go back now and rally humanity to make a great sacrifice to the Earth Mother Goddess Gaia!"

Although the Earth Mother has fallen into a semi-dormant state, she has not received a response to even Athena and Medusa's visits in recent years.

But the current trouble is of great importance and worth the risk.

hum!hum!hum!hum!

Just as the ancient serpent received a reasonably feasible plan from Prometheus and was preparing to return and put it into practice, a strange tremor came, and beams of eerie light, some scarlet and some dark red, shot up from the hall, staining the sky and clouds.