Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 90 The Former God-King (Bonus Chapter, Please Read On!)

The spirit and vitality of the gods are always so vigorous, after all, they possess an inexhaustible source of life.

When drunk, they fall asleep immediately, and when sober, they continue eating, drinking, and partying.

Even if a few deities crave a moment of peace, they will only temporarily leave the hustle and bustle of the banquet, but will soon return and rejoin the lively atmosphere.

The gods, who fear loneliness, always love this liveliness and clamor; they never tire of endless feasts.

Zeus summoned the gods of Mount Olympus, and strode confidently to the center of the gods.

He raised the golden cup in his hand and drank the sweet mead in one gulp, a confident and radiant smile spreading across his handsome face.

A booming voice, like thunder from the heavens, resounded throughout the temple: "My dear friends, the corrupt old order of the god-king Cronus has utterly collapsed!"

"Themis, the goddess of order, has completely abandoned that erroneous rule! Victory belongs to us! Glory to the universe belongs to us!"

"Now, let us drink the sweet mead in our cups, and then go forth to claim our own supreme glory!"

Upon hearing this, the gods roared, their fervent fighting spirit sweeping across Olympus like a tsunami, their morale soaring to the heavens.

The wild Poseidon clenched his iron fist and roared with deafening laughter: "Zeus, I thought you had become so infatuated with the gentleness of the goddess of wisdom that you had forgotten the lofty honor we pursue!"

"Now, let's set off immediately and reclaim everything that belongs to us!"

As soon as he said this, he offended several goddesses.

He knew nothing yet, a sinister smile spreading across his handsome, rugged face, his eyes filled with a savage desire for revenge: "I can't wait to take my revenge!"

The holy mother goddess Rhea frowned slightly and scolded with a hint of displeasure, "Poseidon, you're talking nonsense again! Zeus has never slackened in the slightest; he has always been doing his best to win the support of all the great gods!"

Beside her, the stunningly beautiful and majestic goddess Hera, a cold glint flashing in her bright eyes, coldly rebuked, "Shut up, Poseidon!"

White-Armed Hera's voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable authority.

Poseidon, having been rebuked by the two goddesses in succession, was embarrassed and dared not say another word. He simply scratched his head and turned his gaze to Zeus, seeking a way out.

Zeus's smile grew even wider. After Poseidon's humiliation, He gave him a convenient way out, His voice full of persuasive power: "Now, let us begin the journey of our great undertaking!"

"Heading towards Mount Otrolus!"

"Let that corrupt god-king witness firsthand the most progressive and greatest power in the universe!"

However, before the Olympian gods could even set out, the king of the gods had already launched an attack.

Metis's keen senses suddenly detected an unusual fluctuation, and she immediately warned in a deep voice, "The Coeus and the others are here!"

Before the words were even finished, a chilling atmosphere had already filled the air!
When Prometheus pledged his allegiance to Zeus, Cronus placed his last hope in Mnemosyne.

Perhaps some gods did not know how powerful Mnemosyne truly was, but Cronus, as the king of gods, knew very well what kind of goddess the goddess of civilization's memory was.

She was an invincible goddess!

With her help, victory is still within reach!
Then the god-king discovered in despair that he had lost the memory of where Mnemosyne was now.

Not only He Himself, but all the gods loyal to Him on His side have forgotten where Mnemosyne is now. The attitude of the goddess of civilization's memory has been made clear.

It was crystal clear.

Another heavy blow fell upon the God King's side.

During this period, all Kronos has received is setbacks and bad news.

Having suffered a series of blows, the God-King can no longer find any help.

He still sits on that high and supreme divine throne, his figure majestic, still so dignified and holy.

But that once inviolable majesty is now besieged by gods from all directions and is on the verge of collapse.

Most of the brothers and sisters who once stood by and helped Him have now turned a blind eye to His plight and stood idly by.

They even sent their own children to oppose Him and overthrow Him!

The great god-king who created the world! The god-king who ushered in a new era!

He is now only one step away from becoming a truly isolated person.

Only a handful of great gods remained by His side.

But the God-King, who seemed to be nearing the end, had now truly calmed down.

His heart, which had been consumed by greed and restlessness, a heart that had not found peace for far too long, was now as still as water, undisturbed.

In the midst of endless crisis, His deep eyes once again showed a long-lost image of the past, recalling bygone years.

At that time, all the great gods in the universe trembled and remained silent under the majesty of Uranus, the spiritual ruler.

It is Him, Cronus!
In the midst of endless fear, the first glimmer of unwavering courage in the universe was born!

Titan, Titan, a word originally carrying a contemptuous and derogatory connotation, has now become the most glorious title in the universe, resounding throughout the cosmos!

This change was made by the very gods who performed this great feat!

It is Him, it is Him, Cronus!
He led all the gods in the universe to rebel against the invincible and ruthless Heavenly Father, and finally gained all the honor in the universe!
The God-King lowered His majestic head slightly, recalling that unique feeling He once had.

That heroic spirit and courage to overcome the impossible.

It was He who, guided by unparalleled noble courage, led the gods to personally overthrow the arrogant and truly "invincible" first generation of god-king, the supreme embodiment of the heavens—Uranus!
Lord of the universe, Creator of the universe, Great Heaven, Ruler of the spirit, Supreme Father!

What a terrifying and powerful enemy that was!
Cronus slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the temple's dome and looking up at the endless sky.

The highest heavens still look down upon everything, unchanged since time immemorial.

Even when faced with such a powerful and seemingly invincible enemy, they still triumphed!

After the gods exhausted all their strength and disregarded everything else, they miraculously achieved victory!

How united and loving they were back then!
Victory and honor, everything belongs to them!
(End of this chapter)