Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 338 As a God-King, one should rule but not govern; specific matters should naturally be left to professionals.

"I've finished speaking. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Apollo frowned and asked with disdain, "Your master?"

"What kind of thing is your master? Does he even deserve to ascend to the position of God-King?"

Roger pointed to Chiron behind him and said seriously:

"My master is Chiron, the son of the second-generation god-king Cronus, the strongest centaur, and a leading figure in education!"

Hermes muttered to himself, "The King of Gods' seat is too small; it can't fit so many people."

Upon hearing this, Chiron immediately jumped out and waved his hand to stop him:
"and many more!"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm just a centaur teaching a class; I never dreamed of becoming a god-king!"

"The kid doesn't know any better, he was just joking!"

Apollo sneered and immediately launched into a tirade:
"Chiron, you are nothing but a bastard son born of a father but raised without one, yet you dare to covet the throne of the God-King?"

"Why don't you look in the mirror and see if you even look like a human being?"

Upon hearing this, Roger's face instantly darkened.

He asked coldly, "Who are you calling an illegitimate child?"

Apollo retorted without backing down: "I'm talking about your master!"

Roger flew into a rage: "You want to fight me in a ring?"

Apollo roared, "Men are all forged in the crucible of war! Whoever you say should be the king of gods, that's who it is!"

"What do they take us, the gods of Mount Olympus, for?"

"Toys?"

In an instant, Apollo made his move.

Apollo brandished his golden bow and silver arrows, and a barrage of divine arrows pierced the air, carrying scorching flames and destructive power!

But Roger simply raised one hand, and the power of the Dark Dimension surged forth instantly, transforming into a black barrier that devoured all the arrows.

Roger commented, "You're quite the shooter."

"Unfortunately, the accuracy is poor."

Apollo gritted his teeth and continued drawing his bow: "Then I'll show you the true power of the authority of light!"

He raised his hands high, and suddenly the sky was filled with dazzling, intense light!

Today, Apollo only possesses the authority of light, as well as the authority of prophecy, music, and medicine.

He did not seize power over the sun; the sun god remained Helios.

Artemis, Apollo's sister, only had the right to hunt.

The moon goddess is Selene, Helios's sister.

Therefore, Apollo's strength was still too weak.

If it is the cosmic star god, the sun god Apollo.

He kept saying, "How dare you!" and then unleashed a Corona Fiery Light attack.

Roger then needed to brace himself and focus on exchanging blows with him.

Now, seeing Apollo exert his power, Roger stomped his foot, and time seemed to freeze.

Apollo, the young man from Mount Olympus, instantly stood at attention.

Immediately afterwards, Roger punched Apollo in the chest.

"boom!"

Apollo was blasted backward by the blow, crashing into the rocks at the edge of the cliff like a meteor.

Apollo tried to struggle to his feet, but dark chains appeared from the void, instantly binding his limbs and suspending him firmly on the edge of the cliff.

Roger said with a smile, "Your two good uncles are right here. You can chat with them about your life ideals."

At this moment, Artemis finally reacted and rushed out, shouting, "Brother, I'm here to help you!"

But before she could make a move, Roger's gaze froze her in place.

Roger asked calmly, "What do you want to do?"

"I……"

Artemis opened her mouth, but then silently took a step back, shielding the other gods in front of her.

Their will to survive was at its peak. At this moment, Hades and Poseidon, hanging on the edge of the cliff, looked at their beloved nephew and fell silent.

"Good nephew, you've come too?"

Poseidon chuckled twice, trying to ease the tension.

Hades, on the other hand, looked numb, staring blankly into the distance.

When the other gods saw Apollo hanging on the edge of the cliff, forming a trio with Hades and Poseidon, they immediately understood the whereabouts of the missing gods.

They're probably not much better off than me.

It's estimated that Roger dealt with it.

Therefore, the remaining main gods all tacitly chose to remain silent.

It's not that I don't want to resist.

It's no use resisting.

Ultimately, without any objections, or rather, in an atmosphere where no one dared to speak, Chiron ascended the throne that originally belonged to Zeus.

Roger stood to the side:
"Teacher, from today onwards, you are the new King of the Gods."

Chiron: "..."

He looked down at his centaur body, then up at the divine throne before him, and then at the trembling gods around him. Only one thought occupied his mind:
This chair is not comfortable to sit in.

Roger, completely ignoring Chiron's inner thoughts, had already begun directing the nymphs to rearrange the main hall.

"Move away the statue of Zeus."

"Replace it with the statue of my master's good disciple, Roger."

"Forget about the murals of Zeus, replace them all with portraits of my master's good disciple, Roger."

The nymphs nodded as they went.

One of them asked cautiously:
"And what is the God-King's opinion?"

Roger answered without hesitation:
"Old Deng's opinion?"

"no comment."

Just listen to me.

After saying that, he turned back to look at Chiron, his tone suddenly softening:

"Teacher, are you satisfied?"

Chiron's lips twitched slightly: "Satisfied, I'm extremely satisfied."

"Well, there's nothing wrong with teaching, but being a God-King allows for a wider range of possibilities."

Roger nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, that's more like what a god-king should be like."

Then, he turned to the trembling gods below and announced:

"From this day forward, Mount Olympus, the sky, the earth, the sea, and the underworld shall all be ruled by my master Chiron!"

"And I am his chief regent, in charge of managing all affairs."

Chiron sat on his throne, a smile on his face, but inwardly he was ranting and raving:
I don't even have any authority, so what kind of rule am I?

Isn't this just a stamping machine?

But he still nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, Roger is absolutely right."

"As a god-king, one should rule without governing."

"Specific tasks should, of course, be left to professionals."

Roger nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, teacher is indeed enlightened."

Then he looked around, his gaze sweeping across the assembled gods like a knife:

"And you? Do you have any objections?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Roger nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, everyone is aware of the situation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Roger felt several familiar auras enter his body.

That is the authority of the gods who submit to him!
Various forces continuously flowed into his body.

Roger then announced again: "From now on, all the gods must come to pay homage to the new God-King, His Majesty Chiron."

"Those who don't come to pay homage will be beaten."

(End of this chapter)