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Chapter 40 The Hidden Gods in the Hidden Temple
Mount Olympus.

Astraeus, the god of the stars, had left, and he was neither rejected nor affirmed.

In the empty temple, Zeus sat on the throne and was lost in thought, his figure looked a little lonely.

In his mind, Astrios' words echoed repeatedly: "Your Majesty, I am willing to be your shield and replace Atlas as the buffer point for Gaia and Uranus."

"The power of the stars in my hands has this potential."

"Just me alone is not enough."

"If you allow, I am willing to cut off a part of the power of the stars and distribute it to the person you choose under the crown."

"Our power to expand the power of the stars together is much more stable than Atlas with only one power."

"And we are absolutely loyal to you."

In the temple, the young Ares, the son jointly conceived by Zeus and Hera, slipped in.

This is the highest place on the sacred mountain. Looking down from a high place, things in the world can be seen more clearly.

Ares looked out to the sea here, ignoring the beautiful waves churning in the sea, his eyes locked on an ordinary small island, his expression full of longing.

He said naively, "Why didn't they fight anymore?"

"Uncle Hades, why didn't you fight?"

"He can't be afraid. It's not shameful to lose, but the most shameful thing is to escape."

Zeus ignored him.

The current situation is like a complicated thread, and he needs a lot of patience to unravel it.

His father, the previous god king Cronus, has never heard of it, as if the world has evaporated, and without seeing others, Zeus can be said to have trouble sleeping and eating.

Hades has been promoted to greatness again, and it is foreseeable that when he fully recovers from his injuries, it will be the day when the underworld expands.

And Hephaestus, who can fight Hades head-on, is not easy. At least, Zeus feels that he is not Hades' opponent, even if Hades is seriously injured.

There are also Uranus and Gaia. Zeus has a headache when he thinks of these two people. They never hide their desire for control. While hating each other, they don't want to start a full-scale war. A hidden game of who is stronger.

In fact, they are not the only ones who are afraid of a full-scale war, but the gods are also afraid, and Zeus is even more afraid.

I thought that with Atlas as a buffer for the two of them, they could sit back and relax.

Unexpectedly...

Zeus couldn't trust Atlas anymore. If there is a first time for anything, there will be a second time. Since the sky can be lowered, there is a possibility that it will collapse.

In short, matters related to the power of the god king must be controlled in their own hands.

He thought of Astrios' proposal.

Zeus sneered at this man's high-sounding words.

Divide authority, huh.

Then who is the master?Who is the servant?

He only wanted to raise a dog, not a white-eyed wolf.

Astriaus is now able to bow his knees only because he lacks power. Once the power of the stars is expanded to the extent that it can be turned into a sky, Astriaus will definitely be able to set foot on powerful divine power.

At that time, it will be hard to say.

Zeus understands people's hearts, he knows what kind of torture it is to a person who is longing for something that is out of reach.

He was sure that Astrios would come to him again, and he would kneel on the ground to offer his loyalty, and hand over the life-threatening handle to himself.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up.

But little Ares was a little unhappy, he came to Zeus, grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously.

"Father, you didn't answer me."

"I want you to take me to Lemnos, and I'm going to see Hephaestus."

Zeus pushed him away impatiently, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt that Ares was an eyesore.

Hephaestus, conceived by his wife Hera alone, can already compete with Hades, but none of his own blood can do it.

Looking in the direction of Lemnos Island, he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional: "It would be great if you were the common son of Hera and me."

……

On earth, Mount Parnassus.

Deucalion and Pyrrha stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. At the suggestion of Deucalion, they met here to play.

It's just that the two are looking in different directions.

Pyrrha lamented the power and ruthlessness of the mighty gods, to whom human beings were but stains on their clothes, which could be washed away by a flood.

But Deucalion looked at the farther east end. This location was carefully chosen by him. The Caucasus Mountain was not far from here, and he could see his father Prometheus on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, his face became pale.

He saw that Athena, the goddess of wisdom, seemed to have said something to his father, and then his father glanced at him and made a gesture of compromise.

Even though the sharp nails pierced into the flesh and tore open the chest, some kind of authority was forcibly taken out.

The wise Deucalion had already guessed the follow-up, he was breathing quickly, and anger and fear filled his heart.

Athena, who took out the authority, turned to look at him with bloody hands.

Deucalion quickly bowed his head to show meekness.

Pila, who secretly followed him, asked, "What's the matter, did you see something bad?"

Deucalion forced a smile: "It's nothing, let's go home."

"I'm a little tired."

As soon as his voice fell, he froze in place.

Pila looked at him, weak as she was, and felt the malice on him.

This malice is not concealed at all, and the intention is very clear.

go, die...

She looked into the distance, the flood receded, the land was bare, not even a tree.

It reminded her of something her father Epimetheus once said.

"If one day, you and Deucalion stand together somewhere in the world and look into the distance, there will be no living beings on the earth."

"The first thing you need to do is pray to a deity you think you can trust, but not someone you know well."

Her heart settled down, and she knelt on the ground together with Deucalion.

Then she began to pray: "Themis, most beautiful and revered goddess of justice, you judge accurately with ever pure mind."

"Please listen to me."

"The earth has lost its life, but I am the only one who stays in the world."

"As gods have companions, so I cannot lose my fellow man."

"Goddess, please guide me!"

Her voice was not loud, but she pointed to a clear deity. The voice of prayer followed the connection and appeared in a hidden temple.

Themis is in the temple.

Odds are, she shouldn't be here, she's one of Zeus's wives, and there will always be a place for her on Olympus.

But she came anyway.

Because Epimetheus was opposite her, and when Pyrrha's voice sounded, he was still toasting and drinking.

So she responded to Pila's prayer: "I see, just wait here."

On the top of Mount Parnassus, Pilar breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the malice imposed on the body has not disappeared, it is obviously much smaller...

　On the 13th, I plan to go on a long-distance trip, so I don't need a ticket.

　　I admit that the writing is not good, everyone stays in the mouth, scold lightly, and I will delete the post after scolding.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)