Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 377 Athena's Anxiety
When her clone returned from Tartarus in Hell, Athena was unusually agitated.

Odin, the powerful god-king, didn't reveal a single word. Instead, his smug demeanor and mysteriously confident smile made Athena instinctively feel a strong sense of unease.

Especially Odin's last line, "Athena, you're so arrogant! I'd rather see you humbly serving my elder brother. Just like you imagine me kneeling! But do you have my pride? Hahahaha!"

Odin was no joke. Several chains of hell, originally used to bind the Titans, were shrunk by divine incantations and passed through Odin's collarbone, even piercing through his two forearms.

This cursed chain will bring the true god immense pain and torment every moment, every second.

Ironically, the more pain Odin experienced, the happier he became.

Everything happened after Athena arrived.

Compared to Odin's stubborn and defiant 'curse,' Athena, as the goddess of wisdom in the Greek pantheon, noticed more subtle changes than the other chief gods.

Besides learning from the Greek survivors that the heroes of the opposing Aesir were well-equipped, what concerned her most was the sheer number of them and the fact that they were backed by a highly unified polytheistic cult.

This means that the Greek world, which has dominated the chaotic universe for many years, has finally met a worthy opponent.

The Greek pantheon wasn't afraid of opponents with many mortal heroes; what they feared was an opponent with both quantity and quality, leading them to deduce that their adversary possessed a large and warlike pantheon of gods. That was the most terrifying thing.

Athena immediately went to Mount Olympus to inform Zeus, the king of the gods, of this matter.

With a thought, her clone descended to the summit of the sacred mountain.

Looking down from the mountaintop, one side is a steep, vertical mountain wall, and the sea of ​​clouds surges and rolls in the abyss below.

Looking up, one can vaguely see the mutated star sector beyond the space barrier through the sky.

Even without using her divine sense, Athena knew that countless spatial cavities were traversing back and forth in the void. In the Hittite world, which served as an outpost, fierce battles were erupting everywhere, with mortal heroes brutally fighting one-on-one.

Athena withdrew her gaze and looked towards the temple.

The divine light of thunder still clung to the surface of the columns. The twelve Corinthian columns of the Temple of Zeus pierced through the mist, and solidified lightning flowed through each groove, occasionally sparking tiny sparks from the molten gold lintel.

The lingering echoes of shattered thunder hung in the air. The gold seized from the defeated world had long been reforged by Hephaestus, the god of fire, and turned into gold bricks paving the ground.

Athena walked along the golden road into the temple.

One by one, the beautiful maids, each radiating powerful divine energy, hurriedly bowed to her with fearful yet humble eyes.

They were not nymphs from the Greek pantheon, but genuine goddesses whom Zeus had abducted from various defeated pantheons. Now, on their shoulders, which peeked out from under their close-fitting silk robes called "Hettons," were lightning bolt-shaped brands, signifying their status as slaves.

Athena cursed inwardly, "You old lecher!"
Zeus ruined all the goddesses he stole from other worlds.

Athena felt a pang of sadness as she recalled Odin's 'curse'.

If Odin had mocked her before the battle, she might not have cared. However, this was after Odin had fought her, Apollo, and Ares for three days and three nights before being captured and exhausted, and he 'cursed' her to grovel and fawn over his eldest brother.

Athena had no choice but to take it seriously.

This powerful god-king made the judgment that Zeus was inferior to his brother after fully witnessing the divine power of the twelve Olympian gods.

In a daze, Athena couldn't help but imagine herself wearing a sheer, alluring dress, fawning over that 'brother'... "Hmph!" Athena immediately banished this terrible fantasy from her mind.

Little did she know that her actions misled the surrendered goddesses, who all knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.

As expected, Athena arrived at the main hall only to find it empty.

Beside the empty throne of the divine emperor sat a goddess whom Athena did not particularly want to see.

"His Majesty Zeus is away," Hera, the Queen of the Gods, replied to Athena with utter coldness.

It's not hard to see the anger in the eyes of this incomparably noble empress.

Despite Hera's lofty position, worshipped by hundreds and thousands of minor deities and revered by millions of mortals, her relationship with Zeus remained unchanged from the very beginning.

She could never control Zeus's lustful desires; before she knew it, that scoundrel Zeus would be off gallivanting all over the world.

On the other hand, Hera felt jealousy and disgust towards Athena, the overly intelligent and capable princess who was not her own.

Unfortunately, Athena, one of the three virgin goddesses, possessed both beauty and wisdom, and Zeus, that lecherous old man, had long coveted her. Moreover, Athena was one of the few chief gods who could actually help Zeus. Most of the time when Zeus was absent, she was the one who coordinated and commanded the surrendered subordinate gods.

"These are just trivial matters of mortals. In that case, I will report back to Father God. Farewell, great Queen of Heaven."

Seeing Athena bow and turn to leave, Hera cursed under her breath in annoyance.

This was the norm for the jealous Hera.

Athena ignored Hera's resentful gaze and showed her the back of her head.

Today's events have indeed made Athena uneasy; to be honest, it was truly a battle between mortals.

Let alone that level, even after conquering the Neo-Mayan pantheon not long ago, Zeus's only interest was Odin's new wife. However, when Zeus discovered that Odin had even forgotten the name of his so-called wife, Zeus lost interest.

If he had to choose, Zeus might be more interested in Odin himself...

Athena felt a chill run down her spine at the thought.

Athena had long since given up hope regarding her father's perverse habits.

After emerging from Mount Olympus, Athena decisively issued a series of orders.

Before long, a large number of heroes from all over Greece and Asia Minor responded to the oracle issued by Athena in the name of Zeus and set off for the Hittite world to meet the challenge of those mortal heroes from another world.

In this lifetime, the infamous Trojan Horse attack that ravaged the Greek city did not occur.

The main reason was that with so many smaller worlds to conquer, the Greek city-states didn't have such a strong desire to attack Troy.

Those smaller worlds are weaker, but they also have more fertile land and considerable wealth. Wouldn't it be easier to defeat them than to defeat the fortified city of Troy?
Ultimately, the Trojan prince Paris's attempt to abduct the famous beauty Helen was a conspiracy by the Greek gods to incite conflict between the Greeks and the Trojans.

In this life, with a big cake outside, there's no need for infighting.

(End of this chapter)