Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 181 Poseidon's Plot
Seeing that Menotius dared not speak, Poseidon cursed inwardly: Cowardly good-for-nothing!
He could only continue on his own: "Speaking of which, Zeus's magnanimity is by no means small in another respect."

"Hmm?" Menotius, upon hearing this, finally raised his head and looked over with a mixture of drunkenness and curiosity.

Poseidon looked at Menotius, raised an eyebrow at him, and laughed mockingly, "How could His heart, which can hold so many goddesses, be small? Haha—"

"He is the most affectionate and most devoted to the goddess, but ultimately, he is still greedy."

"Having the wise goddess of wisdom wasn't enough; who knows when, he even had a child with the goddess of wisdom's sister, Dione. Tsk tsk tsk."

Poseidon shook his head at this point, his face full of disdain and regret, but in reality he was even more jealous!

Dione is absolutely gorgeous!
And her daughter, she truly deserves to be called a goddess of love and beauty!

Her beauty transcends the realm of any language, reaching a level of beauty that even the gods could hardly imagine.

Just thinking of Aphrodite's name made Poseidon feel an uncontrollable burning sensation in his heart, and his divinity seemed to be scorched by that ultimate beauty, making him dizzy.

The allure of the goddess of beauty was irresistible even to Poseidon, who had unusual sexual preferences.

Because all the gods and beings in the universe are utterly powerless against the 'beauty' and 'love' that originate from the source.

In the eyes of any living being, Eros is the most perfect creation imaginable, possessing an absolutely incomparable and irresistible attraction that can captivate all beings.

Poseidon paused, suppressing the burning fire in his heart, and continued, "Not only that, even the goddess of civilization's memory and the flawless order of justice were deceived by Zeus's sweet words."

“If that were all, it would be fine. But Zeus didn’t even spare the wet nurse who raised him when he was a child.”

"The two ash tree nymphs are now His close attendants, and there is also a goat nymph—Amateia, whom Zeus adores even more."

"For her sake, he did not hesitate to personally step forward and command the great Ocean God and the loving Mother of All Streams to use the power of the source to re-conceive her divine body and refine her source."

"Hmph, what god doesn't know what He's really thinking?"

"Isn't it just to replace her fairy essence and elevate her status so that she can rightfully become one of my wives in the future?"

"This matter has been planned for a long time, and I estimate that it will soon be successful. That fairy is currently in the core area deep in the ocean."

"Alas, it's just that the ocean gods have to condescend to take such a small goat goddess with such care."

Menotius merely nodded in agreement, never uttering a word, but his eyes were subtly changing.

Poseidon secretly observed His reaction, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips.

He then changed the subject and continued, "However, to be fair, Zeus was extremely attentive to his beloved goddess."

"He truly gave his all to the goddesses he acknowledged, sparing no effort whatsoever. Whether it was supreme honor or powerful offspring, he enjoyed every advantage of the universe."

"Although Zeus is not a monogamous man, he cares deeply for the goddesses he sets his sights on, and he grants their every wish."

Menotius paused, his hand holding the wine cup in his hand, looking thoughtful.

Poseidon chuckled inwardly, knowing the fish had taken the bait, and said no more, simply warmly pulling Menotius along to continue drinking.

The drinking went on for a long time, until Menotius, who wanted to drown his sorrows in alcohol, was already clearly intoxicated.

Poseidon then slowly rose and said, "Menotius, my dear friend, you continue to enjoy this leisurely time, I must go to that boring pantheon."

"Alas, Zeus just keeps tormenting the gods. All the gods and fairies in the universe, except those who are not allowed to participate, must be present."

"All the gods of the universe have now gathered at Olympus, and even the vast ocean has become empty."

Poseidon's seemingly unintentional words were like a final thunderclap, completely shattering all of Menotius's hesitation.

After he finished speaking, he got up to leave, and Menotius, drunk, got up to see him off.

After seeing off the scheming Sea King, this drunken, reckless, and arrogant god stood in his small, simple underwater temple, increasingly convinced that perhaps he could use the God-King's beloved goddesses to his advantage. It was a well-known fact that the God-King treated his goddesses exceptionally well.

And this Amartea has an unparalleled and special identity as the wet nurse of the god-king!
Zeus was willing to go to great lengths for her, even at the cost of incurring the favor of Oceanus and his wife, in order to reshape her origin. The extent of his regard for her speaks for itself!

Then
Could we take this fairy hostage and use her as leverage to force the God King to release his father?

Releasing the ancient god-king is certainly impossible, but if it's just releasing the father god and restoring the honor to the elder brother and himself, that's not impossible!
Moreover, the opportunity was truly rare. The God King couldn't defeat any of his other beloved goddesses, and those who could were all by his side.

This fairy, who is far from Olympus and is in the process of being rebuilt, is the best target!

Furthermore, just as Aquaman said, all the gods in the universe are heading to Olympus to participate in the Pantheon, leaving this ocean as empty as ever before, and no god will be able to stop him!
Such a great opportunity, once missed, will never come again!
Aquaman also said that the fairy is about to be fully conceived!

Then we absolutely cannot delay!
Once this fairy returns to Olympus after achieving her goal, or even just once the Oceanus couple returns from Olympus, there will absolutely be no more chances!
Menotius thought about it more and more and felt that this plan was feasible and that there was no time to lose!

He was about to set off to consult with his elder brother Atlas, but on the way, he suddenly stopped.

My elder brother's mind has been gradually calming down lately, thanks to Pleione's company, and his children are now serving the King of Gods.
My elder brother might not support this.

Furthermore, Pleone is keeping a very close eye on things; it seems unlikely that this matter can be kept secret.

More importantly, if it doesn't work out, it would also implicate my elder brother's family.

It's better not to let Him know. Even if things don't work out, I can bear all the blame myself. Anyway, my brother doesn't know anything about it.

With that thought, a resolute glint flashed in Menotius's eyes. He turned abruptly, without the slightest hesitation, and silently made his way towards the heart of the deepest part of the ocean.

Meanwhile, in the magnificent and bustling Temple of Olympus, Zeus, who was skillfully maneuvering among the goddesses, had already raised his eyes almost the instant Poseidon and Menotius raised their cups to drink together.

The God-King's invisible, indifferent gaze pierced through endless time and space, landing precisely on that deep, dark sea.

He had just separated from Hera, and with so many goddesses around, it wasn't appropriate for him to stay with Hera all the time.

The main thing is that the atmosphere when Metis and the other goddesses gathered together was quite lively, almost to the point of exploding.

If He doesn't intervene, there's fear that trouble will break out in the temple again.

He clearly "saw" Poseidon's underhanded schemes, and the Most High God was filled with disdain and a bit of anger.

It wasn't Chimonotius; who would argue with a fool?

He is Poseidon, that utterly foolish brother.

Considering the Mother Goddess's feelings, it's not advisable to completely destroy Him.

But a severe lesson is also necessary!

This further solidified his resolve to sleep with His wife!
Zeus flicked a barely perceptible bolt of lightning from his fingertip toward Menotius. The lightning disappeared into the void and vanished, and then He paid no further attention to it.

Menotius is just an insignificant pawn; what waves can he possibly stir up?
On the contrary, this fool could even offer a perfect sacrifice to his supreme divine power for the upcoming Pantheon.

However, before the Pantheon Ceremony begins, there is one crucial thing that must be done.

That is, to completely and perfectly devour the "order" that one has been longing for.

The newly established celestial order was far too burdensome to be overseen by a single goddess like Themis.

How could He bear to see His beloved goddess overwhelmed by busy and tiring work?
He needs to add a few reliable subordinate administrators for her.

Although he could control everything, the order of Heaven is the cornerstone of the universe, the most vital and important thing. Only by entrusting its daily management to his wife and children could he truly feel at ease!
Moreover, even with his wife and children, only Themis, who symbolizes sacred justice and order, could give the gods absolute peace of mind.

Only Themis would never let personal matters interfere with public duty.

(End of this chapter)