Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 312 Ares's Thoughts

After the immortal gods battled the undead monsters, the land was left desolate. The world of humans and beasts was destroyed, and everything had to start anew.

Just as the gods were discussing the re-creation of humankind on Earth, an uninvited guest disrupted their gathering.

"The smell of snake."

The goddess covered her nose with her hand, whispering and chuckling. The gods stared at the woman entering the temple of the gods with hostile expressions, their weapons gripped tightly in their hands.

The girl holding the exquisite scepter remained unmoved, her bloodless face like ice that had never melted, staring directly at the god-king above her.

The God-King sat high on his throne, gazing intently at the snake woman below. He stroked his beard, watching her with great interest.

But in the end, the god-king still granted the snake woman a divine position, the goddess of venomous snakes.

This was a tacitly agreed-upon deal.

As agreed, the snake woman will live in the underworld, guarding the tail of the Devourer of Worlds, which even the abyss could not contain. But the Devourer of Worlds will never leave Tartarus again... until the day of the agreement.

With the deal done, Zeus, who was still wary of the monsters in the abyss, could finally relax.

Under the unfriendly gazes of the goddess and the god, the newborn deity stepped out.

Just as the Serpent Maiden was flying away from Mount Olympus, a voice called out to the goddess to stay.

"Majestic and solemn goddess, please pause and speak with me."

The pale-faced serpent maiden turned around and saw the bright-eyed goddess with a mane helmet and a divine shield walking towards her. Who else could it be but the goddess of wisdom, Athena?

……

Leaving aside how the Serpent Princess conversed with Athena, let's return to the majestic Mount Olympus.

This is a rare mountain peak in the world.

In the beginning of time, among the mountains that the earth nurtured, Mount Olympus and Mount Otteris were the most outstanding.

The ancient god Uranus established the earliest pantheon, ruling the world from the heavens. However, he was later overthrown by his youngest son, Cronus.

Because of his father, the new god-king did not place his palace in the heavens, but instead chose Mount Oteris as his place of rule.

The tyrannical king of the gods ruled for a long time, but his son, the brave and wise Zeus, overthrew his father. After that war among the gods, Mount Olympus was destroyed, and Zeus chose Olympus as the abode of the gods.

Meanwhile, in the palace of the sacred mountain, one of the gods was drinking wildly.

"Hoo...hiccup..."

He put down the golden cup in his hand, paused for a moment, and then the red-haired war god let out a loud burp, his mouth reeking of alcohol.

They would dance with joy at the sound of war drums and be mesmerized by the smell of blood.

The God of War, a cruel and tyrannical being consumed by eternal battle, may not be the strongest god, but he is the most feared. His appearance signifies bloodshed and war.

Ares, the war god who was fond of blood and slaughter, now looked dazed, his eyes unfocused.

This expression was out of place for him; it was too melancholic, more like the expression of a romantic rogue like Apollo.

He unconsciously fiddled with the golden cup in his hand.

After a long while, he murmured a name.

"Athena."

No one ever knew that Ares secretly loved Athena, his half-sister.

Ares was the son of Zeus, the king of the gods, and Hera, the queen of the gods, while Athena was the daughter of Zeus and Metis, the goddess of wisdom.

Both are unparalleled war gods, among the most warlike of all the gods. However, Ares represents the cruel and bloodthirsty side of war, while Athena represents the calm and strategic command. Ares loves battle, while Athena loves to win.

The two masters are like two opposing sides, with completely different personalities.

But how could Ares, who loved war, battle, beautiful women, and fine wine, not be attracted to his beautiful, composed, and powerful sister?
However, even a god of war can become distracted if he falls in love with someone else.

If it were an ordinary woman, Ares would have simply descended from the sky in his chariot and abducted her. But Athena was no ordinary woman. Her bravery was no less than Ares's, and a forceful attack would have been utterly impossible.

Athena's personality is well-known to both gods and men: serious, earnest, and calm. This personality left Ares at a loss as to how to proceed.

Scratching his red hair, he felt increasingly distressed.

"Ahhh, this is so annoying."

At that moment, a waiter hurriedly entered from outside the door.

"Honorable master, the goddess of spring, Tarot, has come to visit."

The waiter relayed the message cautiously.

Ares has never had a good temper, and when he drinks, his temper becomes even more violent.

Feeling frustrated, Ares, who hadn't intended to see any guests, was about to speak, but then, as if remembering something, he swallowed his words. His blue eyes darted around.

"Please ask the goddess to wait for me a moment, I'm going to see her right away."

As he spoke, Ares stood up, straightened his clothes, and then breathed on his palms. Feeling the strong smell of alcohol in his mouth, he was speechless and had to use his divine power to evaporate the smell of alcohol from his mouth.

Even though he was rude and warlike, Ares wasn't stupid; he knew how to please a goddess.

Meanwhile, the budding goddess, who happened to be passing by, blinked her eyes. She had just happened to be passing by, and being a lively and outgoing person, she wanted to come and see this god of war, but the waiter asked her to wait a while?

She knew Ares's personality all too well; given his nature, he would have come out unabashedly to see her.

something wrong.

The beautiful young woman smiled happily.

"Oh, beautiful goddess!"

Immediately afterward, before he arrived, his voice preceded him. A booming voice reached the goddess's ears first. With heavy footsteps, Ares, draped in a Greek robe, opened his arms, laughing heartily, and was about to embrace the goddess.

The goddess gently dodged the question and covered her mouth with a smile.

"How handsome Ares is! But why did you dress up especially for me? That's not like you." Ares looked a little embarrassed and simply waved for the servants to leave.

"I……"

This usually decisive and ruthless war god hesitated for a moment. Tarot, on the other hand, simply smiled and looked at the war god with amusement.

Finally, the God of War hesitated for a moment before speaking directly.

"I like Athena."

Tarot covered her mouth with her hand, her face showing a hint of surprise.

She had considered many possibilities, but she never expected Ares to say this to her.

Ares, do you like Athena?

"Yes, goddess Miho, I will not lie to you. I love Athena, I adore her, but I do not know how to express it."

Now that he had said it, Ares no longer tried to hide anything and simply nodded emphatically.

Tarot shook his head.

“Ares, Athena is the virgin goddess who has sworn never to marry. She has never been interested in marriage or love. Although many gods admire her, she has never shown favor to any of them. I'm afraid your feelings will only be in vain.”

On Mount Olympus, three goddesses vowed never to marry in order to avoid suitors: Hestia, the goddess of the hearth; Artemis, the goddess of the hunt; and Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war.

"So, I hope you can help me convey that I will be waiting for her on the grass this afternoon."

Ares remained steadfast in his conviction.

Tarot was surprised by Ares's determination and wanted to refuse him, but as his eyes flickered, he seemed to have thought of something amusing and agreed with a light laugh.

Ares watched the goddess of spring depart, clasping her hands, his heart filled with longing and anticipation as he imagined their afternoon rendezvous.

"Athena..."

……

In the afternoon, on the agreed-upon grassy area, Ares put on the most beautiful clothes of his life and arrived early, waiting for the arrival of his beloved.

Before long, a goddess dressed in a pure white robe and wearing a veil gracefully appeared.

It was as beautiful, pure, lovely, and moving as a dream.

Athena's beautiful eyes, bright and serene, reflected Ares's image.

As if his mind had been stolen by those eyes, Ares felt his lips go dry, and a thousand words surged in his heart, leaving him speechless for a moment.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

"Athena, it's Athena, she's come, she's really come..."

The god of war stepped forward, approached Athena, and nervously recounted his love and fervor for her. From their initial acquaintance to their growing familiarity, and even to his unconscious infatuation.

His words, though hesitant and halting, carried sincerity.

Athena listened quietly, her eyes blinking gently. With each flutter of her eyelids, Ares felt his heart melt into the tranquil lake.

Finally, he spoke in a voice softer than ever before.

"Athena, let me unveil your veil, and let us fall in love?"

Athena listened, seemed to think for a moment, and finally nodded slightly.

A surge of ecstasy welled up within me.

Ares excitedly unveiled the goddess before him...

……

Meanwhile, in another place, the Serpent Maiden was enjoying the tranquility of the afternoon amidst the clouds with the piercing-eyed goddess.

The goddess was indeed a very meticulous person. Her tone was calm and unhurried, and even the snake woman, who did not have a good impression of the Olympian gods, still felt a rare sense of peace and beauty.

Just then, they suddenly sensed a commotion somewhere on the sacred mountain.

"Ok?"

The goddess lowered her head and gazed intently.

……

Ares, upon lifting the veil, was stunned. Beneath the veil was indeed a beautiful maiden, but it was not Athena; rather, it was the lively goddess of spring, Tarot.

what happened?

Shouldn't it be Athena? How could it be someone else?

Ares, whose mind was suddenly a complete blank, didn't understand and didn't react.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing Ares's astonishment and disbelief, Tarot couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, his eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

This cheerful goddess of spring felt as if she had orchestrated a rare prank, as if she had witnessed a rare drama, with each scene being incredibly amusing.

"Pfft..."

Just as Tarot was laughing, a laugh suddenly came from the grassy area that should have been deserted. It was a clear and melodious laugh, and you could tell from the sound that it must be absolutely beautiful.

Immediately afterwards, amidst the shifting light and shadow, the figures of various deities were revealed.

It turns out that the gods had already watched this whole show from the front.

Among them, Aphrodite, the most beautiful of the gods, laughed the most heartily as she watched Ares's astonishment when he finally unveiled his face, almost clutching her stomach with laughter.

(End of this chapter)