Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 109 The Might of Great Thunder! A New World!
Zeus also wanted to establish his authority in front of both new and old friends.

At all times, the power of one God always determines the attitude of other Gods toward Him.

If Cronus, the king of the gods, had not been successfully weakened by Zeus, if Cronus had not had Zeus standing at the forefront, making him equal to him.

Even if He were tyrannical, no god would dare to rebel or sit on the fence now.

In this place beyond the reach of the gods, Zeus finally unleashed his power—the power of a partially complete Zeus!
He wielded the newly acquired great thunder at will, and his majestic divine body transformed into an infinitely majestic pure thunder god. Infinitely powerful energy suddenly erupted from his body, and in an instant, the entire underground area shone with boundless light!
Lightning crackled and danced on His body, and the endless darkness around Him was instantly repelled by the boundless, violent thunder. His towering figure almost broke through the endless darkness and pierced the earth!
Endless lightning flashed, so dazzling that even the great gods could not look directly at it! A deafening roar of thunder boomed and echoed continuously!
The terrifying roar made even the great gods present tremble with divine fear. A chilling feeling enveloped them, and before they were even struck by the lightning, their bodies were already stiff and unable to move.

The entire underground world was filled with dazzling light, so bright it was almost blinding, and darkness vanished without a trace under this power.

All that remained was that intertwined dragon and lightning serpent of light and heat, which even the colossus of the primordial night, the deep darkness, the earth-shaking ocean, and the pure material power could not look directly at.

For the first time, the mighty Lord of Thunder brought boundless light and heat to this eternally dark underground. His terrifying power could shatter and incinerate everything, easily dispelling the eternal darkness.

The great goddess of night looked at the dazzling Zeus, her deep black eyes radiating an unusual light, and a strange feeling was stirring deeper and deeper within her divinity.

Zeus felt the surging power erupting within him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, forming a satisfied smile.

The familiar feeling is finally back.

That is the ultimate pleasure of wielding supreme power.

Without Zeus's thunderbolts, would he still be Zeus?
My current, semi-complete form is terrifyingly strong!
The three Cyclopes standing nearby also showed expressions of extreme horror in their enormous single eyes.

They had never seen such powerful, pure thunder and lightning.

This was a sight never before seen by the Cyclops, completely beyond their comprehension.

They themselves were unaware that their fundamental laws could be so powerful!
The three Cyclopes exchanged glances, relieved that their gift had been timely and proactive.

When Zeus divided and took away their laws, they felt an extraordinary excitement from the laws, and became extremely obedient.

Afterwards, they watched as Zeus absorbed the primordial laws without any hindrance, and they were even more astonished.

When they saw the thunder and lightning transform into countless patterns in Zeus's hands, the wise beings immediately understood.

The true master of the laws has appeared!

When they were in control, the laws were not nearly as flexible and ingenious, nor were they nearly as powerful.

The differences between the two are incomparable; they are fundamentally different.

Even in their hands, the power of thunder, lightning, and thunderbolts was enough to make the gods tremble.

However, compared to the great thunderbolt that Zeus now wields, the difference is still too great; it is a difference that cannot be described in words.

As for the methods of manipulation, they are simply incomparable.

Compared to Zeus, who could control everything at will, they had no other tricks up their sleeves besides summoning wind and rain and then lightning for a single attack.

It's not that they lack wisdom or skill, but that they simply haven't truly mastered it!

They never truly possessed this supreme law; they merely held it in trust!
Moreover, only when thunder, lightning, and thunderbolt are combined can it be a truly complete law—the Great Thunder!

Only when they meet their true master, only after being empowered by the supreme authority of their true master, can they truly unleash their invincible supreme power!

Zeus felt the power of lightning, which was as easy as his own arm, and felt the fundamental power contained within it, the most primal physical laws of the universe. He was even more satisfied, and his divinity was filled with confidence and power to control everything.

His holy, sharp gaze looked arrogantly into the void, and his golden eyes seemed to pierce through the boundaries of time and space.

In the formless, shapeless, invisible, and even spaceless chaotic place, far from the world and darkness, a real space was instantly "exploded" out!

Under the divine and supreme power, the chaos and nothingness churned violently, emitting a silent wail.

Even more astonishingly, amidst the exhilarating dance of the thunder dragon and electric snake, a new existence emerged in the chaos, a primordial aggregation of matter and energy!
Countless thunderbolts roared wildly in the void, carrying the power to destroy and create everything. Tartarus let out a high-pitched and miserable wail, and even the gods could feel the pure void and the pain rolling around!

Under the power of the great thunder, the endless void was like a thin sheet of white paper, wantonly ravaged and torn apart. Under Zeus's power, it was like the most delicate maiden.

The thunder and fire ignited new life, the flame of creation.

An invisible and formless gale arose from nothingness, the God of Clouds gathered the clouds, and amidst lightning and thunder, the water of life began to appear, matter began to condense, and a primordial land was born from nothingness.

A truly new world has emerged. Zeus accomplished all this without even moving his divine body, except for the movement of his gaze.

In the blink of an eye, the world was born!
Even though it was incredibly primitive, incredibly rudimentary, and even though its internal laws were not yet perfect, a completely new and real world appeared out of nowhere in the chaos!
This incredibly shocking scene completely stunned all the gods.

All the great gods present stood frozen in place, too terrified by this incredibly terrifying power to move, their divinity trembling.

Even though they were all incredibly powerful giants with the power to influence the universe, what was happening before their eyes was still far beyond their imagination.

This is a power that surpasses the scope of all known divine powers!

The divine eye could tear through chaos wherever it looked, and the laws it controlled could instantly begin to evolve into a world!
Not to mention that it was unheard of or unseen, it was something I had never even imagined.

This is something no god would dare to imagine.

Incredibility and fear completely enveloped their vast divinity.

The serene and alluring Night God stared, mesmerized, at the rapidly evolving little world.

With earth, fire, water, and wind all present, matter is constantly evolving according to the laws of nature. It is rapidly evolving within a timeless realm, becoming increasingly diverse and colorful. The fundamental laws are also becoming more and more perfect, and an independent, truly unique world is flourishing!
What a wonderful new world!
But soon, Tartarus sensed the presence of this newly born world, even if it was only driven by the instinct to be entangled with existence, even if it had just been severely lashed out by Zeus!

But He, "unable to resist the thirst", still rushed forward immediately!
God knows how much He longed to exist.

At the Great World, all you can eat is scavenged garbage!

Although this existence is too small and too primitive, but!
How fresh and innocent she was!
The small world created by Zeus was only a dozen times the size of the sun in its previous life. Under Tartarus's devouring, it was nothing more than something that was swallowed up in an instant.

Zeus didn't care; he was just testing his power.

He can easily create such a small world with a mere thought.

However, Zeus noticed that the Lady of Night seemed to really like this new little world.

A rare gentleness and infatuation shone in the eyes of the Night God.

So He took it seriously.

The supreme ruler of lightning, with his magnificent and boundless divine body of thunder, stirred up a void storm with a mere wave of his hand, and unleashed a whip of lightning.

The lightning hooked onto the small world that was independent of the larger world, and then linked it with darkness, essentially making this small world an appendage of the larger world.

Then, with a flicker of his lips, his lightning-powered divine body arrived in this small world.

In just a moment, before Tartarus could even devour this small world, it was nearly crushed by the divine power emanating from His thunderous divine body, and it collapsed under the immense pressure.

He hastily withdrew some of his power to avoid excessive destruction, then shattered the surging nothingness, repelling the still-relentless Tartarus and transforming him into real matter.

Beneath the thunder that tore everything apart, more matter emerged from nothingness, further strengthening this small world and allowing it to regain life on the verge of collapse.

Endless creation and lightning protected and expanded this small world, thus saving this new world from collapsing and returning to nothingness.

After stabilizing the small world, Zeus felt suffocated just standing inside it.

He waved his hand and unleashed thunderbolts in all directions, the lightning flashing and deafening. Tartarus was repeatedly repelled, emitting mournful cries.

Even the chaos itself suffered immense pain under this indestructible thunder.

Zeus laughed and severely punished Tartarus, constantly transforming nothingness into pure matter particles with His supreme thunderbolt.

Endless new matter condensed under the power of lightning, and this small world grew larger and larger until Zeus's thunderous body could barely stand within it.

Then He began to summon wind and rain, and rain containing creation and life poured down, nourishing the newborn world and making it vibrant.

Beyond the world, endless radiance and lightning enveloped the entire small world from all angles, forming an insurmountable barrier.

Tartarus was utterly powerless against the devastating thunder, unable to harm even the slightest bit from this tiny new world.

Before the god of thunder, Tartarus, who was feared by all the gods and was incredibly terrifying, was nothing more than clay that Zeus could manipulate at will, at Zeus's mercy.

(End of this chapter)