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"Climb on, keep climbing! Above us is Mount Olympus. Look at those gods on the summit, watching us like we're a monkey show. Are you willing to let them laugh at you like this?"

The Titans, who were climbing the mountain, responded with silence.

Rather than overthrowing the rule of the Olympian gods, the Titans now prefer to directly swat that incessantly chattering ant.

At first, he didn't think much of it, but as he kept repeating it, he actually started to feel a little embarrassed.

"Zeus, you've gone too far!"

As one Titan roared, the other Titans seemed to have been switched on, howling and yelling in unison.

Tan Wenjie: "..."

There's really no point in cooperating with this bunch of big guys who don't even know how to wear pants and have no sense of shame.

Low IQ and low appearance will drag down the team's overall performance.

Titan was struggling to climb up, and Tan Wenjie was sitting on Titan's back.

With a series of "whoosh" sounds, more than a dozen figures descended from the sky.

The other party was clearly a lackey sent by Zeus.

Tan Wenjie immediately shouted at the Titan at his feet, "Hey you, you have a flea that Zeus dropped on you."

Titan roared and raised its hand to strike in the direction where Tan Wenjie was.

The slap was like a rapidly moving, sweeping mountain, accompanied by a howling, rapid wind. Tan Wenjie took a step to the left, skillfully dodging the huge slap. However, the lackeys sent down by Olympus were not so lucky. They were slapped away and wobbled into the endless ocean, disappearing completely.

"Never mind, we're all on the same side, I'll just help you get rid of the fleas while I'm at it."

After that, nothing else was thrown from the top of Mount Olympus that would damage the flowers and plants, and the road ahead was unobstructed, making progress surprisingly smooth.

"Whoosh-"

Then a small figure wearing winged divine boots appeared before him.

"So you're Kratos's mortal friend, that awful Spartan?" The other man had short hair and wasn't particularly burly, but when facing him, he couldn't help but glance at the divine boots on Kratos's feet.

“Jay, leave this cunning fellow to me!” Kratos leaped over using the Blade of Chaos and landed beside Tan Wenjie. “He is extremely cunning, adept at mocking and provoking your anger, and he is incredibly fast.”

Their second enemy was Hermes, one of the twelve Olympian gods, the messenger of the gods, and Zeus's most loyal subordinate.

For a clumsy god of war like Kratos, Hermes is indeed difficult to catch. His speed disadvantage makes it impossible for him to touch his opponent. But now Tan Wenjie is here.

"Certainly."

He easily drew upon the power between heaven and earth, gathering it into the character "定" (ding), which trapped Hermes, who had a mocking smile on his face.

"Kratos, come help me." Tan Wenjie beckoned to the stunned Kratos.

"Huh?" Kratos was still a little stunned.

This is not what I imagined.

In Kratos's view, even though Hermes was very weak and could not even pose a threat to him, his speed made him the most troublesome enemy.

But when his opponent was frozen in place, obediently waiting for him to raise his sword and strike, Kratos realized that slaughtering the Olympian gods was actually so easy.

"Put him in a bottle." Tan Wenjie gestured for Kratos to help.

Another god was placed into the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle, which was gently shaken, causing screams of agony to erupt.

With Tan Wenjie's help, Kratos didn't even bother using the Chaos Blade anymore. As long as Tan Wenjie used his immobilization spell to trap the enemy, Kratos could rush forward and finish them off with his fists.

Until new gods blocked their way.

Queen Hera.

She was Zeus's sister and his seventh wife. The story is a bit complicated, and trying to unravel the ethical relationships would only make things more complicated and tangled.

“Leave this to me.” Tan Wenjie said seriously, “Kratos is not a formidable enemy that you can handle.”

Kratos: "?"

As the Queen of the Gods, one of the twelve Olympian gods, she is indeed not easy to deal with, but in terms of combat power, she is far inferior to the likes of Poseidon and Hades.

"Good brothers should share the danger!" Tan Wenjie said seriously.

Looking at Hera's figure and appearance, he felt that it would be somewhat dishonest of him not to fight desperately at this moment.

"Kratos!!" At this moment, Queen Hera's eyes were only on that bald head, and all she wanted to do now was vent her anger on him.

“An enraged Hera is a formidable opponent.” Kratos was clearly unwilling to let his good brother endure Hera’s furious rage.

The only one who has a grudge against the other party is oneself.

"Leave it to me."

Such a touching scene moved even Titan.

This is the Spartan spirit.

Even Zeus, the king of the gods who sat high on Olympus, couldn't help but sigh at this moment. He thought of his two good brothers who had passed away. Back then, the three brothers, one on land, one sea, and one in the air, trusted each other and fought their way up back by back.

Thinking of his dead brother, Zeus thought of the person who had done it, the one currently acting like a good brother with Kratos, who is Tan Wenjie below.

Zeus hoped that Hera, the queen of the gods, would destroy him, even though he had by this time lost all patience and trust in that jealous woman.

"Certainly--"

It was the same familiar word "frozen" again. Hera had just opened her arms when she was frozen in a forward-leaning position, unable to move at all.

Kratos walked over with the Blade of Chaos, and with a swift stroke, Hera's head rolled off.

That's cruel!

Tan Wenjie showed no pity whatsoever, but skillfully stuffed the head and the corpse into the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle together.

While they were fighting swiftly, Zeus of Olympus felt a chill run down his spine.

Who exactly is that man?

Zeus had never seen such an evil power in all his years of life; he could become completely immobilized by uttering just a single word.

Although he was incredibly powerful, controlled lightning, was handsome, possessed boundless magical power, and was utterly fearless of any enemy, what if... what if he were suddenly frozen in place, even for just a moment? Zeus had no doubt that Kratos would sever his head with a single stroke.

Unlike the concerns of Zeus and other enemies, Kratos couldn't help but ask Tan Wenjie, "Are there any limitations to your abilities?"

"Yes." Tan Wenjie nodded.

Zeus, who was watching this scene, breathed a sigh of relief. Even the Titan, who was pretending to be just a giant climbing a mountain without pants, pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

Kratos suddenly realized something was wrong; he absolutely couldn't reveal such important information now, as Zeus was surely eavesdropping from above.

They tried to stop him, but it was too late; Tan Wenjie had already spoken.

"I can't stay still."

Zeus and the Titans: "..."

What kind of restriction is this? It completely eliminates your worries. But soon Zeus and the Titans had the same thought: Tan Wenjie must have said it on purpose to lull them into a false sense of security.

Kratos nodded: "I see. With your help, I can more easily make my way to Mount Olympus."

Zeus on the mountain couldn't help but burst into laughter; it turned out that only Kratos believed it.

In the blink of an eye, Kratos and Tan Wenjie had arrived at the top of Mount Olympus. The other gods either died or fled, leaving only Zeus, riding his thunderbolts, quietly waiting for them.

Zeus opened his mouth, about to speak.

"Certainly!"

When the voice came, Zeus wanted to mock him, thinking that a mere mortal could not possibly trap the mighty King of the Gods, but reality quickly proved him wrong.

The power between heaven and earth bound Zeus like a merciless net.

When he tried to harness the power of thunder, he discovered that the thunder was beyond his control.

Kratos, blade in hand, approached Zeus and struck again. Even the mighty Zeus could not escape his fate of being slaughtered.

After killing them all, Kratos felt a sense of emptiness, as if he hadn't had enough of the killing.

"How are you feeling? Do you feel much better now?" Tan Wenjie asked Kratos as he packed Zeus's relics into his pocket.

"Thank you, Jay."

"It's too early for you to thank me now; we still have one left."

Tan Wenjie pointed into the distance, and Athena appeared once again.

Having witnessed the deaths of Hades, Poseidon, and Zeus, Athena's previously agitated heart cooled down. She was now almost certain that "Jay" was definitely problematic; he was no longer the Spartan warrior he once was, but some far more terrifying being.

This war of subversion among the Olympian gods may have been nothing more than an insignificant game in their eyes.

"Kratos, you..." Athena hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

The lines I prepared beforehand seem to be a bit useless now.

She turned to look at Tan Wenjie, and seeing that he was intently digging for the Olympian treasure, she dared to continue, "Kratos, you opened Pandora's Box and released many things from it, but there's one more thing that's very important. I've always wondered why you're so powerful, and now I understand—it's the hope I put in there..."

"hope?"

Kratos looked at the earth, expecting it to be ravaged by the war, but it wasn't.

Aside from the Titans climbing Mount Olympus causing a landslide and rocks falling down, creating a large crater, there were basically no other impacts.

Although Poseidon is dead, Tan Wenjie has single-handedly controlled the apocalyptic flood, and the trident now acts like a stabilizing force, trapping everything in its path.

The underworld remained peaceful; Zeus's death didn't even affect the weather, and the rain and wind arrived precisely as expected.

Even the legend that killing the messenger Hermes might trigger a plague did not occur, because Hermes was immediately thrown into the Yin-Yang Bottle, nipping all the danger in the bud.

It seems like the world is still pretty normal; it doesn't really matter if there's no hope.

Kratos raised the Sword of Olympus, turned sharply, and stabbed the Titan behind him.

Titan: "?"

Why would someone suddenly attack me when I hadn't even said anything?

The Sword of Olympus was a divine weapon forged by Zeus during the great battle between the Titans, and it contained the terrifying power to destroy the Titans.

All gods, Titans, and demons would fear the sharpness of this sword.

“I possess not only hope, but also wisdom,” Kratos said, looking at the Titan whose body had gone limp and was gradually losing strength. “Your killing intent was too obvious.”

Just as Athena watched from the sidelines, preparing to reclaim the power of hope after Kratos overthrew Zeus's rule and establish a completely new Olympus.

The Titans who initially cooperated with Kratos had even more ulterior motives. They wanted to defeat Zeus and destroy Kratos at the same time, so they wanted Kratos to lead the vanguard in slaughtering a large number of Greek gods, and then the Titans would reap the benefits.

To Titan's surprise, Kratos showed no mercy when he attacked, killing anyone who showed even the slightest suspicion.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward right now.

Athena didn't know what to say; reasoning with them and appealing to their emotions clearly wouldn't work.

Especially after hearing Tan Wenjie's next sentence, she immediately chose to shut up.

“Kratos, how about I become the new God-King?” Tan Wenjie asked.

Kratos nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

He is a vengeful spirit; when his rage burns the bones of his enemies to ashes, Kratos will also perish.

Kratos felt more at ease knowing that the future of this world was none of his concern, and besides, he would be more at ease if the new God-King was Tan Wenjie.

Now, the two brothers are the ones who call the shots, and nobody objects.

"What are you doing?" Tan Wenjie noticed Kratos suddenly raising the Sword of Olympus in his hand.

It looks like he's preparing to commit suicide.

"The power of hope resides within me, and I want to give it back to all of humanity."

"There's no need to be so wasteful. Even though humans are currently struggling to get enough to eat and wear, in a while, they will be able to eat meat and drink alcohol at will, and they will hardly starve to death anymore."

Kratos nodded: "That's a good thing."

Tan Wenjie continued, "Then they will have endless work, like cattle and horses, and they will need to take leave to complete all the important things in their lives."

Kratos: "..."

Why does it also sound like there's a faint sense of despair?

"Humans become numb and sluggish. Even if there is hope, they will only become 'hopeful' numb, struggling to pursue hope while working numbly, suffering double torment in both mind and body."

Kratos put down his divine weapon. It was the first time he realized that unattainable hope could more easily lead to despair.

“Why don’t you come and do it with me?” Tan Wenjie suddenly said to Kratos.

"Okay!" Kratos agreed without hesitation.

I'm just idling around anyway.

Tan Wenjie turned to look at Athena, who was still the same, existing as a phantom form made entirely of energy.

"Does that mean I should...?" Athena asked tentatively.

“That’s right.” Tan Wenjie nodded. “I’m planning to create the Zodiac Twelve Houses, twelve Gold Cloths. What do you think of this idea?”

Athena: "..."

She wanted to emphasize again that she really, really didn't know how to make Saint Cloths.

However, considering the current situation, Athena nodded seriously.

And it's not just gold; she wants to make silver armor as well. (End of Chapter)