Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 308 The God King Reigns Over the World

"Passersby, please listen to my story, listen to this ancient tale."

“Long, long ago, in the chaos there was a god, vague and indeterminate, called Chaos. It had no gender, nor any real form, for it was the chaos itself.”

"Then, in turn, came Gaia, the broad-chested god of the earth; Tartarus, the dark god of the abyss; Erebus, the god of darkness; and Nyx, the awe-inspiring god of night. They defined the first world."

"And until this time, although the world had vaguely taken shape, the gods had not yet developed love and desire, and existed in a state of ignorance and lack of awareness."

"But then Eros, the goddess of love, was born. She was the most beautiful of all the gods, and her beauty made all the gods dazzled. Her birth gave the gods a mind of love and desire, and brought the entire desolate world to life."

"And so, Gaia gave birth to Uranus, the sky god, whose starry sky was as large as the broad earth, covering her and connecting with her on all sides."

"The gods of the sky and the gods of the earth became husband and wife, giving birth to the mighty hundred-handed giants and the wise Titans. Among them was the cunning and scheming Cronus, the youngest and most fearsome of all the children, as you all know..."

"Those hundred-armed giants, with their imposing stature and immense strength, were the most powerful of all their children. They were hated by their father, Uranus, and were hidden away in a secret place at birth. This pleased the gods, but saddened the loving earth."

“The tyrannical rule of the gods displeased the other gods, and the sorrowful earth helped her youngest child, Cronus, to overthrow his father and make Cronus the new king of the gods. But when Uranus was overthrown, the angry gods cursed him: ‘Cronus, you too are destined to be overthrown by one of your own sons.’”

"The terrible curse unsettled the king of the gods, and Cronus swallowed every child he had with Rhea, the goddess of wisdom, except for the youngest, who was hidden away by Gaia. Afterwards, Cronus's tyrannical reign gradually led to its end..."

"And now, a new King of the Gods has been born!"

"He rescued his brothers and led the gods to overthrow the rule of the tyrant Cronus. He was none other than the wise Zeus, son of Cronus, king of the gods, embodiment of thunder, and all-seeing god who looked over everything in heaven and earth..."

On the streets of the city-state, a bard plays the lyre and sings of the myths of the gods.

People were listening nearby, some tossed in coins, and others hurried past, but the poet paid them no heed.

He sang as if no one else was around, playing his violin and immersing himself completely in the world he was singing about.

……

Meanwhile, atop the distant and majestic Mount Olympus, the god-king, sung by poets, sits high on his throne, wielding lightning, and overlooking the world.

This mighty king of gods, the omnipotent and all-knowing god among gods, sat high above, with many other gods seated below him in the temple.

His eyes were piercing; from his throne as the king of the gods, he could see and hear everything that happened on earth.

Naturally, he also heard the bards singing.

He was completely unconcerned about the dark history of the gods revealed in the bards' songs; on the contrary, he was deeply proud of it.

It is precisely because of the incompetence of these past gods that one can demonstrate one's wisdom as the king of gods and prove one's wit and resourcefulness, isn't that right?

"An interesting mortal. Though crude, he sings quite well. Is there any king of gods more powerful and wise than me?"

Zeus listened to the poets' songs on earth and nodded slightly.

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked up at the sky, where the heavens, crowned with stars, stood—the very same Uranus, the first god-king.

After that ancient power grab, Uranus fell into a long slumber.

Gods are immortal, but they also slumber.

Uranus's power once spanned heaven and earth, from the surface to the depths, but now even it must submit to the new king of the gods. This king of the gods is not merely a new king; the ancient gods must also submit to him.

Among the original gods, Gaia was half-asleep and half-awake, no longer paying much attention to worldly affairs; Tartarus became the abyss, a prison for the gods' enemies; Erebus was darkness, the sky of the underworld; and Nyx existed in the underworld, mysterious and unseen.

This is the end for the original, primordial gods.

The great Zeus looked down at the earth again.

Afterwards, Gaia gave birth to three children. Uranus, the first king of the gods and the sky god, fell into a deep sleep; Uriah, the god of the mountains, remained silent, and even Mount Olympus, the head of the mountains, became the palace of the gods; Pontus, the ancient god of the sea, chose to yield and submit, and no longer concerned himself with worldly affairs.

This is the end of the first pantheon.

The wise and great Zeus then looked around the temple.

After Zeus, his father, was overthrown, the twelve Titans were either recruited into the new pantheon or driven out and imprisoned; and the three hundred-handed giants were even more helpful to Zeus.

With Zeus ruling the sky, Poseidon ruling the sea, and Hades ruling the underworld, this marked the end of the second generation of pantheons and the beginning of the third generation.

At this moment, the sky, the earth, the sea, and even the underworld—everything in this world—has been brought into the embrace of Zeus, the king of the gods.

On the earth, the creatures created by the gods are multiplying and thriving, generation after generation, preventing this world from becoming as desolate and boring as it was in ancient times.

All the gods have found their rightful place, and the chaos of the past is over.

Without a doubt, Zeus accomplished what no previous god-king had ever done: a sophisticated world that operated stably under the protection of the gods.

A bustling world?

No, this is the magnificent world belonging to Zeus, the king of the gods.

Looking around, there were no rivals in the heavens or on the earth. This feeling of exhilaration and grandeur filled the God-King with pride and satisfaction.

This world has been perfectly constructed, and the rule of the gods will remain unchanged for all eternity.

Looking down upon the world, Zeus, filled with pride, couldn't help but ask again, "Is there anyone who can challenge my rule?"

Inside the temple, none of the gods, in awe of Zeus's power, dared to contradict him.

But just then, an untimely voice rang out.

"I."

The deep sound, like muffled thunder, came from beyond the sky, and then the entire sky seemed to collapse.

A huge black shadow fell from the gloomy sky, making even the sun's brilliance pale in comparison.

The overwhelming shadow slowly descended, the clouds broke apart, and a huge vertical pupil emerged from the clouds, followed by the entire enormous head.

Jet-black scales, a head that stirs the sea of ​​clouds, chilling vertical pupils...

From beyond the clouds, a giant serpent from the heavens descended upon this world.

(End of this chapter)