Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 456 The Avenger Returns from the Depths of Hell

The Hundred-Handed Giants were Zeus's trump card, specially drawn from Tartarus. Not only did they fail to achieve the expected results, but they also fell into a disadvantageous position.

The phrase "feeling like sitting on pins and needles" perfectly describes Zeus's current state of mind.

In order to prepare for the possible impact of the Aesir gods, he risked everything by sending out one of the three hundred-armed giants.

Don't forget, Tartarus is home to a wonderful father who wants nothing more than to kill all his brothers and sisters, as well as a whole host of Titans who harbor extreme resentment and are capable of turning the world upside down.

Zeus left three hundred-handed giants there for several reasons: firstly, the hundred-handed giants also hated Cronus; secondly, there weren't enough places on Earth for the hundred-handed giants to live; and thirdly, having them as jailers was a calculated move to ensure that even if Cronus escaped, they could immediately put the former king of the gods back in prison.

Now you're telling Zeus that the trump card he risked so much to pull out wasn't as explosive as he imagined?
How could Zeus possibly accept this?!
Lightning crackled in his hand; with a mere thought, a bolt of lightning could strike down from the sacred mountain, cleaving the wicked giant serpent into snake soup in one fell swoop!
Empress Hera suddenly contacted them telepathically, saying, "[Your Majesty, the opposing God-Emperor hasn't made a move yet.]"

Zeus calmed down immediately, his face burning hot.

While it's true that the gods under his command couldn't maintain order, it's also the gods' dignity—Zeus jumped in before Tang Si even made a move, proving he's far inferior to Tang Si! What are his slave gods supposed to think?
Once the authority of slave owners is lost, the backlash from slaves will be more terrifying than the swords of enemies.

This principle applies even to the realm of gods!

Zeus gritted his teeth and sat down anyway.

His anger came quickly and went quickly. But no matter what, he was still the universally acknowledged God-Emperor, and he was wielding the power of thunder.

Such a violent and powerful aura could not possibly have gone unnoticed by Hela and Jormungandr below.

[Hela, have you found it?]

[We've found out! Don't go too far!]

The two siblings quickly reached an agreement.

Ultimately, this spatial passage is still too small. With Tang Si unable to descend in his full form, and given that this is at the foot of Mount Olympus, if the opposing God-Emperor were to go all out without any scruples, even though these two siblings are strong, they are only at the God-King level.

Without the backing of multiple smaller worlds, they couldn't withstand Zeus's wrath.

The key point is that this is the Greek world, their home turf.

After communicating with Frey and Arthur telepathically, they immediately reached a consensus to stop while they were ahead.

This is how it should have been...

At that moment, all the gods on both sides simultaneously felt the ground tremble violently. It wasn't the sound of the hundred-armed giant, whose height seemed to reach the heavens, stomping his foot on the earth. Although his terrifying weight, measured in tens of thousands of tons, could cause the earth to shake with a mere stomp.

Instead, this tremor caused the entire Olympus mountain range to shake violently.

Anything standing on the ground will either lose its footing and fall to the ground, or it will rely on its superb balance to survive, or it will fly directly into the air.

Of course, apart from gods, most mortals or demigods and heroes do not have this ability.

At the foot of the mountain, in countless palaces dedicated to the Olympian gods, priests and servants lay sprawled on the ground in various embarrassing poses.

Some riders even had their legs broken by falling horses, or even broke their necks.

At this moment, no one cared about the life or death of these mortals.

A violent, earth-shattering roar was emanating from deep underground beneath the mountains.

Whether Olympian or Aesir, they simultaneously forgot about the battle, unable to resist looking at the terrifying crater that had suddenly split open in the ground. As the earth shook more violently, it was clear that an energy far more terrifying than a volcanic eruption was about to erupt from below.

The next second, as the earth cracked open with a fissure several kilometers long, an extremely violent roar resounded.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The earth seemed to be brutally torn apart by a pair of invisible giant hands capable of ripping the world apart. This rift was still extending rapidly, stretching from the center of Hela's vision to the left and right sides of the battlefield, all the way to the end of the vision.

The roar, which had been somewhat indistinct, became clearer and clearer, initially sounding like the howl of an ancient ferocious beast.

As the sound rapidly approached.

Everyone heard a clear and unambiguous name:

"Zeus—"

Filled with immense resentment and anger, and imbued with the utmost malice and hostility, the enormous creature emitted a powerful emanation, clearly indicating that its master was rapidly approaching the ground.

"Crack! Click!"

The sound was deep and rhythmic, and it was getting closer and closer.

Hela's senses were very sharp. She was not only attracted by the movements deep in the earth, but also noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky. When the Aesir gods invaded this place, the sky became somewhat chaotic due to the mixing of elements from different worlds.

At this moment, the sky was unusually overcast; it wasn't simply turning gloomy, but rather it was silently forming two enormous eyes.

This is not an illusion!
In Hela's perception, the Greek sky, which had always seemed ordinary, truly condensed into two lifelike eyeballs.

Each eyeball was larger than the entire city-state of Athens.

Hela could even clearly sense the emotions of the sky god who represented those eyes, emotions filled with mockery and ridicule.

Originally, the god of the sky was supposed to provide power to the god-king Zeus, but unexpectedly, the sky, which was filled with dark clouds, changed again, and the dark clouds were actually driven away by the god of the sky.

This……

Just then, the opening in the earth beneath Mount Olympus finally reached its maximum size, and a dazzling crimson color surged forth from beneath this enormous opening, which ran at least a kilometer in length from north to south.

It has both scorching crimson flames and the darkness that represents the abyss.

The next instant, a 'mountain' was blasted away.

It, or rather he, was simply blasted straight into the sky.

At its highest point, it was at least five or six hundred meters above the ground.

That's not the point. The point is that he has a similar physical appearance to another giant who was just brutally beaten by Jormungandr.

It also has a pair of huge hands and feet, 1 large and 49 small heads totaling 50 heads, plus another 98 arms of varying thickness and length!
However, this hundred-armed giant was clearly a size smaller than the Cygnus who appeared earlier.

"Huh?!" How could Zeus, atop Mount Olympus, possibly remain seated?

What does it mean that the Hundred-Handed Giant, who is the jailer of Tartarus, was blasted out?
This was clearly the thing he feared most had finally happened:

Former King of the Gods, Cronus, has escaped from prison!
(End of this chapter)