Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 151 Waaah—What should I do?
He breathed out the hot breath of thunder, which brushed against the sensitive ear of the goddess of justice and order, and declared his love in an unwavering and unquestionable voice: "My goddess of order, my sacred justice, my unique Themis, from the first time I saw you, I fell hopelessly in love with you."

"You are so flawless and perfect, I can't suppress my divine desire to possess you. I am in so much pain, yet so happy, because you are finally standing by my side."

The goddess of divine justice and order was now trembling violently under the impact of these words.

The emotions she had suppressed with reason and principles finally erupted from the deepest part of her divinity at this moment, like a volcano awakening!

Her usually calm and composed mind was suddenly thrown into turmoil, wave after wave crashing against her reason.

All her principles and convictions vanished in an instant, like a fortress built of quicksand, carried away by the tide of love.

The goddess Themis, holy and righteous, had collapsed utterly powerless in Zeus's arms.

Her once clear and bright golden eyes were now shrouded in a layer of watery, hazy mist.

Zeus's goddess of order, finally, before the god-king who created order, revealed without reservation all her charm and tenderness, which existed only for Him.

Zeus, the supreme god-king who rules over everything, has all the control over order as a matter of course.

As the ruler of the universe, His order is the most just order!
Only when order and justice stand by His side is He truly sacred and flawless!
Themis, from the very depths of her soul, sincerely and utterly surrendered to the "justice" and "order" represented by Zeus.

Therefore, she could only be absolutely obedient to Him.

How can "order" itself rebel against the master who created it?
All her majesty, fortitude, decisiveness, and tenacity vanished in an instant before her master, transforming into this present state.

Complete obedience, boundless charm, all her tenderness and intelligence were willingly offered to her master.

She knew it was wrong; she didn't want to, and shouldn't, hurt Metis.

However, in Zeus's embrace, she could not muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

Even her entire being, every corner of her divinity, was frantically and silently calling for Zeus's love.

Every inch and every part of her divine origin longed to be completely possessed by this great God-King.

Before its master, the order's pitiful reserve is no match for that of any goddess.

But she is, after all, the goddess of order who symbolizes "justice".

Even in her current state of mental and physical collapse, she still retains a last shred of clarity in her mind.

This poor, utterly powerless goddess of justice, in a trembling voice barely able to utter a complete sentence, stammered with all her might, "Your Majesty, God-King... I beg you, I beg you... Please... release me."

Her words were so faint they were almost inaudible, and they even carried a heartbreakingly heavy sob.

The goddess Themis, who was so strong that she never backed down or feared any hardship, was now incredibly fragile, like the most delicate flower fairy.

Zeus longed, longed to possess this alluring justice that belonged only to Him right now!
However, he could not bring himself to possess a goddess who was crying helplessly.

Even now, with no power to resist, Themis could easily devour her completely.

However, what He desires is for this righteous goddess of order to ultimately and willingly offer everything to Him.

Zeus took a deep breath of the pure and alluring holy aura unique to the goddess of justice.

He forcefully suppressed the turmoil in his heart, embraced the completely limp and powerless goddess of justice, and gently placed her on her divine throne.

The main problem is that it's just missing a little opportunity.

The Goddess of Order is different from other goddesses; the best time to possess her is after the Heavenly Order has been fully established.

Zeus, with his great and immense willpower, controlled himself!
For countless long years afterward, He couldn't understand how He had managed to control that impulse.

That is to say, He has never tasted the beauty of the goddess, nor experienced the ultimate pleasure produced by the fusion of primal laws, yet He is still able to withstand it.

If He has already tried it once, then He will absolutely be unable to control Him today.

However, the dam that held back His lust was truly on the verge of collapse.

After leaving Zeus's embrace, Themis was like a fish dying of dehydration.

She was breathing heavily, her firm and delicate nostrils flaring rapidly.

Even though gods don't need to breathe, she still felt suffocated, an extreme feeling that both captivated and terrified her.

Zeus also put a little distance between himself and her.

At this moment, the charming and beautiful Themis was so beautiful that He dared not look at her any longer.

He was truly at his breaking point; he dared not look at the goddess of justice, so full of irresistible allure, any longer. The two great gods remained silent for a long time before slowly regaining their composure.

They tacitly agreed not to mention what had just happened.

The goddess of justice, having forced herself to remain calm, asked solemnly with the most serious expression she could muster, "Your Majesty, what important matter brings you here to see me today?"

Zeus also forcibly suppressed the lingering love and tender feelings in his heart and began to seriously discuss important matters with her.

He explained to Themis in detail the heavenly order and the divine network he had planned, and Themis was increasingly delighted as she listened.

She shared the same concern as Zeus: what if the gods, over the long course of time, became weary of their duties?

That would be an unimaginable catastrophe for all living things in the universe.

But with the celestial order established by Zeus, everything became much easier.

The gods have a much easier job, and they don't get bored or tired from the daily grind. They only need to deal with special situations.

She admired Zeus even more.

The Goddess of Order, lost in thought, pondered the specifics of the plan's execution, and became entranced.

Unconsciously, she gently bit her own moist, thin lips, the color of cinnabar, and fell into deep thought.

She had no idea how immense and fatally attractive her unintentional, focused, and innocent demeanor was to Zeus.

The beautiful and flawless goddess of justice, with a touch of holy shyness, is deep in thought, her pearly white teeth gently biting her well-defined, glossy red lips.

Zeus, simply by watching, found himself drawn closer to her, step by step.

When Themis suddenly realized that she was being obscured by a towering figure, it was too late; Zeus had already embraced her tightly once more.

This time it was even more outrageous. Zeus pressed her entire tall and lithe body onto the throne, then lowered his head and unceremoniously took her cherry-like lips into his mouth.

"Ugh~~~"

The poor goddess of justice and order, this time, didn't even have time to muster the strength to push her away before all her thoughts flew to the ends of the earth in an instant.

That instinct, originating from the depths of her soul, made her subconsciously reach out and wrap her arms around Zeus's neck. Even though she was powerless, she still cooperated with complete obedience.

In the end, Zeus regained a sliver of his sanity and fled back to his temple as if by lightning.

Sitting on the high throne of the God-King, He gave Himself two thunderbolts to bring Him to a clearer state of mind.

There was no way around it; the allure of the goddess of justice and order was simply too great for Him.

The "order" of the universe has already been established by Him.

At the same time, the impulse to completely "possess order" itself permeated all of His divinity at all times.

In particular, the goddess of order is so beautiful and so righteous that she simply cannot control herself.

Perhaps only by truly and completely seizing order can one barely control this primal desire.

As for the poor goddess Themis, she is now completely dazed and limp on her throne.

Her divinity was now in a state of confusion and chaos; in her mind, only the majestic figure of Zeus remained.

The intimate contact between the two gods was a fusion of divinity. The divinity of the god-king completely invaded all her reason, and her instincts were driving her to rush towards Zeus regardless of everything.

After a long, long time, when the goddess Themis finally recovered, only a silent, bitter smile remained on her face.

No wonder my usually dignified and elegant sister rushed at Zeus without any restraint after meeting him. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to resist at all.

She weakly raised her smooth, jade-like arm, her slender, white fingers unconsciously brushing against her slightly swollen, thin lips.

Then, she collapsed weakly, unwilling to think about anything anymore.

She stared blankly at the temple's high, ornate dome and let out a meaningless wail.

'Zeus, Zeus.'

"Ugh—what should I do?"

Not to mention the two gods who were trying to calm their turbulent emotions, Oceanus, the Lord of All Oceans, who had just finished the banquet and returned to the ocean, had already met the Atlas brothers who had been handed over by Hades.

(End of this chapter)