Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 412 Father's Grief and Son's Howl
To put it simply, the metal tube that was inserted into the Greek world is a substitute for the [Slate of Fate].

It's hard to say exactly how effective it will be.

In any case, the power of [fate] has already been injected.

If the end of science can be theology, why can't the end of theology be science?
Or are these two things essentially the same?

In theory, the physical properties of metals fall under the jurisdiction of Gaia, the Earth Mother.

What Downs did was take advantage of Gaia's low perception to secretly switch things out right under her nose, allowing the laws he wanted to infiltrate the laws of the Greek world.

It's important to understand that from Greek gods to ordinary mortal heroes, 99% of them are still using bronze equipment. Even if some mortal heroes discover the appeal of steel equipment and promptly switch to the steel set they stole from the Jinlunga heroes, changing equipment for gods isn't something that can be done overnight.

This is not a realm that Hephaestus, the god of fire, can easily cross.

Downs himself had experienced this firsthand. Even when he bestowed upon the dwarven master craftsman Brok some of the divine authority of [Fire], Brok still couldn't smoothly transition from blacksmithing to steel forging. This wasn't just a physical difference in the processes of iron smelting and steelmaking; it also involved a gap in the scope of divine authority.

If I'm not mistaken, the Greek god of fire, Hephaestus, only had the specific divine duties of "bronze making," not "iron smelting," much less "steel smelting."

Even if Hephaestus were exceptionally gifted and could actually handle it, let's assume that...

In such a short time, how many steel artifacts could he forge for the Greek gods and imbue them with various divine spells?

If we stretch this timeline to a hundred years, or even a thousand years, perhaps Hephaestus could do it.

A month?

Give me a break!

This is all an open conspiracy!
They were taking advantage of the fact that the Greek gods couldn't leap from the Bronze Age to the Iron Age so quickly, let alone smelt steel.

As for the "Meltpoint of Copper" Fate Steel Pillars that Towns shot all over the place, they were just a side move. It would be good if they were useful, but it wouldn't matter if they weren't.

Anyway, as long as he can cause trouble for Gaia, and even the entire Olympian pantheon, Towns has already made a profit.

Towns never expected that Odin would return from the deepest prison in the Greek hell of Tartarus.

"Was the commotion just now related to you?" The voice coming from inside was clearly quite surprised.

Odin's translucent face was filled with confidence as he revealed a steel pillar 'hidden' behind him. This pillar, roughly the size of an adult's arm, had been pulled from the 'great coffin'.

He threw it into the cage through the gaps in the bronze bars engraved with divine incantations.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

The steel pillars clashed back and forth on the bronze floor, producing a crisp, resonant sound.

"This is……"

"This is my elder brother—the Asgardian Emperor Downs Paulson's reply!"

The ancient god inside held his breath, intently sensing the otherworldly laws emanating from the steel pillar: "Could it be... could it be..."

Odin's face was filled with a triumphant pride: "This is the supreme physical law of our Aesir. It determines the temperature at which copper will melt." "Hiss—" This time, the ancient god inside was truly stunned, staring at Odin in disbelief.

Odin's grin stretched almost to his ears: "Just a few more of these and your cage will be melted by Tartarus's flames! Now... do you think we can have a 'fair' talk?"

"Yes! Of course!" The ancient god's voice inside was incredibly complex!

At first, He thought this insignificant soul before Him was nothing more than a fish that had slipped through the net, a liar who would lie even in death. Imprisoned for too long in this damned, dark cage, He had almost forgotten everything except His hatred for Zeus and His loathing for the Hundred-Handed Giant.

This little guy named Odin has truly given Him hope.

promise?

He didn't care. As long as he could kill Zeus, nothing else in the world mattered to him.

After some discussion, he finally nodded in approval of Odin's plan: "Your plan is excellent. I approve. Now you can go find my brother."

Odin cautiously asked, "How can I gain their trust?"

"You say, in the name of Cronus, that the Rise of the Titans is about to begin!"

Yes! The one imprisoned by Zeus in Tartarus, with the Hundred-Handed Giants serving as his jailers, was none other than Zeus's father—Cronus, the second-generation king of the Greek gods.

Cronus kept too many secrets from Odin.

Cronus gave a vague explanation for his overthrow.

Only Downs knew that the three generations of Greek god-kings were all the best examples of 'fathers baring and sons howling'!

Cronus, as the leader of the Titans, was the son of Uranus, the first god-king, and Gaia, the earth mother.

When Gaia first made Uranus king of the gods, his power grew increasingly absolute. He ruled as a complete dictator, becoming increasingly tyrannical, eccentric, and arrogant, even showing little respect for Gaia. Uranus's actions finally provoked Gaia's strong dissatisfaction. She decided to eliminate Uranus and install a new king.

Using black rock mined from the deepest depths of the earth, Gaia had Cyclos craft a small sickle of exceptional hardness and sharpness. However, as a mother and wife, she could not bear to do it herself. She summoned her Titan sons and urged one of them to assassinate Uranus. They were all silent, no one daring to go. Furious, Gaia scolded her cowardly sons and declared that the assassin would be king. Finally, her youngest son, Kronos, agreed to try.

One evening, Gaia prepared a lavish feast and got Uranus completely drunk. After he fell asleep, Cronus came with a sickle and cut off his father's genitals. At this moment, Uranus opened his eyes and angrily cursed, "You will pay for what you have done. Soon, you too will be overthrown by your own son, just as I have been." Having said this, he returned to the heavens and never returned to earth again.

(Uranus was the god of the sky, the very essence of the sky; his complete fall meant the end of the Greek world.)

Cronus naturally became the second king of the gods, a move known as the "usurpation of the throne with a sickle." Cronus was well aware of the power of his Cyclopes and Hundred-Handed brothers, believing their existence to be a potential threat to his throne.

Therefore, Cronus devised a treacherous scheme to capture them and imprison them in Tartarus.

Even afterward, he remained uneasy, for the curse his father had uttered before his departure still echoed in his ears: "You too will be overthrown by your own son, just as I have been." To avoid this curse, Cronus made a cruel decision: to eat all his newborn children.

Cronus' wife Rhea bore him five children, all of whom Cronus swallowed whole at birth. Rhea was heartbroken, so after giving birth to her sixth child, she resolved to save him, naming the infant Zeus. Rhea entrusted Zeus to Cronus' eldest sister to raise, while giving Cronus a stone wrapped in cloth, which he swallowed without even looking at it.

This is the origin of Zeus's later usurpation of the throne.

(End of this chapter)