Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 292 Humans really put their heart into it (Seeking monthly votes at the end of the month~~~)

Prometheus cried out again, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

He then slowly rose up, took to the air, flew to the clouds, and stood before Zeus's throne, bowing respectfully, not daring to overstep his bounds in the slightest.

Meanwhile, the humans on the ground, hesitant and at a loss, stood up cautiously.

Although they were allowed to rise, they still bowed their backs and lowered their heads, maintaining an extremely respectful posture, standing in place without daring to make any unnecessary movements.

Their extraordinary flesh and blood bodies were already trembling uncontrollably.

They were either trembling with fear, sweating profusely, or so terrified that they dared not even break a sweat.

To this day, no human has dared to raise their head and peer at the figure of the God-King.

In their eyes, there was only a blazing light.

The divine radiance of the God-King and the gods was so dazzling that it illuminated the entire world as a pure kingdom of light.

Nothing else could be seen but endless light.

No deity descended from the clouds.

The God-King, leading all the gods, always resided high in the heavens, overlooking everything below.

Everything was bathed in light, which poured down from the heavens.

In the sky, the sacred sun, which should have illuminated all things, has long since had its light completely obscured.

Compared to the radiance of the god-king and the gods, it is like a firefly compared to the bright moon, utterly insignificant.

Even a giant god as powerful as Helios, whose light shines like a star, was not qualified to stand in the first two rows behind the king of gods at this moment.

This time, almost all the prominent and influential figures in the world have come out in full force.

However, no matter how many gods came, no matter how noble their status, no matter how powerful their strength, at this moment, only one could truly sit upright.

That was Zeus, the king of the gods, sitting at the very front center of the procession!
Half a step behind Him, on His right, first in line, is the eternal and sacred Queen of Gods, Rhea; and on His left, first in line, is Gaia, the Mother Goddess of all things, who wishes to be low-key but cannot.

The second figure on the right is Nyx, the graceful and noble goddess of night; the second figure on the left is His first wife, Metis, the goddess of wisdom with bright eyes.

Behind these four supreme mother goddesses are the remaining primordial Titans, the wives that the God-King has publicly announced, and several of the God-King's blood relatives.

Further down the line are the powerful second-generation Titans.

As for the younger third-generation Titans, they were like stars scattered behind the great gods, each shining with their own brilliance in the vast sky, adding endless glory to the God-King's journey!
The King of Gods merely glanced at Prometheus before lowering his gaze to look down at the mortal world below.

Under His all-knowing, all-powerful, and incredibly sharp gaze, even from the highest point in the sky, every detail of humanity, so small as to be invisible, was clearly reflected in His golden eyes.

That simple temple, yet it embodies the collective effort of humankind; that towering altar; those one hundred pure white sacrificial bulls.

And then there were the more than three thousand human representatives, all lined up neatly, heads bowed, utterly respectful…

All of these came into His view.

He did not intentionally exert any power.

However, the mere sweep of the God-King's gaze naturally brought unimaginable immense pressure to all mortals.

The gods, following the gaze of the god-king, all looked down.

Their gazes held expectation, curiosity, scrutiny, love, gentleness, and of course, displeasure.

The gods knew something about humanity, this newly emerging intelligent race, to varying degrees.

After all, the creation of humans was a truly massive undertaking, completely different from the creation of ordinary mortal beings.

His Majesty the God-King also showed them extraordinary importance.

Even though they had overstepped the sacred form of the gods, His Majesty did not destroy them, and even publicly honored and rewarded Prometheus.

All the Muses descended to earth to teach them.

Even the most beloved and high-ranking goddesses who were closest to His Majesty the God-King showed obvious affection for humanity.

Now, His Majesty has personally led the Olympian gods, condescending to descend to the mortal realm, to establish a so-called "covenant" with these insignificant mortals.

Countless gods were secretly thinking: His Majesty the God-King is still too kind and benevolent.

They are nothing more than a group of insignificant mortals.

Even if we value them, even if they might bring a different kind of color to the universe.

But... in the end, it is nothing more than a mortal spirit.

Just assign a few gods or fairies to manage them.

Why would His Majesty the God-King need to personally lead all the gods in such a large-scale mobilization?
And that Prometheus, he's really addicted to playing house.

They even dared to suggest to His Majesty that humans should become "children of God"!
But His Majesty actually agreed!

It’s simply unbelievable!
The gazes of many deities have repeatedly drifted, almost imperceptibly, toward the dignified and noble "chief steward" standing beside the throne of the god-king.

Could it be that Clymene whispered something in His Majesty's ear?
Ahem... These kinds of gossip always spread the fastest and widest in the realm of the gods. However, Prometheus, busy down below, is unaware of this matter for the time being; He truly has no interest in paying attention to gossip right now.

But there was very little that Olympus didn't know.

After all, for immortal gods with eternal life, these interesting things are more worthy of attention and can bring great joy to their long and boring divine lives.

Although the gods also knew that this reason was unlikely.

After all, this tabloid news is relatively recent.

Moreover, His Majesty the God-King has never been the kind of god who would prioritize personal matters over public duty.

At least... it shouldn't be this chaotic... right?

Besides, there are so many other great goddesses of high status who have also publicly expressed their love for humanity.

This proves that this newly born race, although merely mortal spirits, does indeed possess unique and commendable qualities.

It is necessarily different from ordinary mortal spirits.

As the King of Gods lowered his gaze, the eyes of all the Olympian gods in the highest heavens also fell upon the tiny human below.

It landed on that simple temple and altar, which embodied all of humanity's hard work.

Even some gods who previously didn't care about or even disliked humans couldn't help but nod in approval after witnessing their preparations firsthand.

These mortal spirits truly put their hearts into it.

That temple, that altar, was indeed crude and simple in the eyes of the gods, and not worth mentioning.

However, the gods, with their all-encompassing senses, could clearly "smell" that every polished stone was imbued with the scalding "blood and sweat" of mortals.

They not only "saw" this piety, but also "smelled" the unique, sweet and sour taste of "sacrifice" mixed in with it.

The goddesses who already loved humans were even more satisfied, and their eyes revealed even more tenderness and reluctance.

But they also knew that all the sacrifices and efforts they saw were necessary.

Is it easy for a tiny mortal to gain God's favor?

All this blood and sweat is a necessary test and expression.

The engineering works built by humankind and the offerings prepared were, of course, only slightly better than nothing to the great gods.

However, this does not mean that the gods could not see the difficulties and obstacles that humanity faced in order to accomplish all this, as well as the heavy price it had to pay.

It is precisely from these unimaginable difficulties and costs that we can clearly see the unreserved sincerity and deference of humankind.

There are too many things in this world that are never said with empty words, but rather need to be done with concrete actions.

Words can be embellished and deceived, but the price paid for actions and sacrifices and the final results cannot be easily faked.

For humanity to aspire to the position of the so-called "Son of God" is an extremely lofty ambition, even a delusional and unrealistic desire.

If it weren't for Prometheus's strenuous mediation, if it weren't for the explicit approval of many high-ranking goddesses, and most importantly—if it weren't for His Majesty the King of the Gods' inherent benevolence and eventual generous consent…

Therefore, this idea itself is the greatest blasphemy and joke against the sacred order.

In fact, the moment a human dares to utter this thought, they have already embarked on a path of self-destruction.

To gain the approval of the gods, humanity must at least gain the approval of most of them.

Therefore, humanity must present its unreserved sincerity and respect, and must be able to truly move the gods.

This requires action and comes at a heavy price.

Moreover, many deities understand that if grace is bestowed too easily, mortals will not cherish it and will instead take advantage of it, developing undue greed.

Even though the gods acknowledged that humans are "children of the gods".

However, there is still a distinction between the divine and the human, and there is still an essential difference between them.

All mortals must always maintain this sense of awe.

Don't even think that you can easily get anything from the gods.

God is not a tool for humanity to take whatever it wants.

God is the eternal ruler of mankind.

The fact that they could exchange it for the gods no longer treating them "willfully" was already their greatest fortune.

As for receiving any additional favor or blessing, one can only rely on sincere prayers and one's own efforts.

At this moment, most deities have an overall very good first impression of humanity.

Prometheus's seemingly ruthless persistence was correct and worthwhile.

(End of this chapter)