Greece: Age of Ascension

Chapter 132 God of Creation

The phantom of Zeus disappeared quickly, but left Atlas with countless doubts.

The other party said that everything about him was a deal with fate, but who would trade with Moros for him?

After all, before he crossed over, he was just an ordinary person, ordinary and featureless.

If everything you have obtained is something arranged by fate, then what is the point of your hard work?
The more Atlas thought about it, the more complicated it became. He wanted to ask Moros to clarify, but the god of fate is not a cat or a dog.

With all kinds of doubts, even the joy of becoming the god of all things was washed away a lot.

Moreover, Zeus said that he had found a way to become supreme. You must know that even if the opponent got Thunderbolt, they might not be able to beat him now.

Why do you just swear so much that you will definitely make a comeback?

Unless, he found the power beyond the God King?

But how is this possible?
Seeing his heavy heart, Nemesis couldn't help but stepped forward and took his big hand.

Although he didn't say a word, the worry in his eyes was obvious.

Others also cast concerned eyes one after another, trying to persuade him to be less worried.

Seeing this, Atlas can only calm down and deal with the things that can be solved at present.

I saw it floating in the air, and its eyes swept over all the gods present.

"Whether it's a titan or an ascender, please listen to my voice at this moment."

He spoke in a high voice, and his thick voice resounded through the heaven and earth, and all the gods present were immediately in awe.

"I will build a home in the illusory part of the sky, and from now on, those who are willing to follow me to the sky will stand by my side."

When the gods heard the words, they quickly stood on the left and right.

Atlas raised his head and called Uranus, and the sky god opened the portal in an instant.

Colorful neon lights hang down from the sky, and a rainbow falls from an unknown place deep in the clouds.

Atlas took the lead and leaped up, and the other gods also shrunk their bodies and stepped on the bridge turned into a rainbow.

Everyone took big steps, stepped into the clouds, and when they passed through the fog, they saw an endless sea of ​​​​clouds.

The white clouds are churning and spinning, like lively elves, but unfortunately there is nothing here except the endless white clouds.

Obviously, this cannot become the base camp of the Ascended.

It must be remodeled in another way.

Atlas floated towards the sky, looking at the boundless world, like a high god, said: "Since it is the residence of the gods, there should be infinite light.

Therefore, there shall be light here. "

After the words were finished, the infinite sunlight descended from above, sprinkled all over the sea of ​​clouds and the sky, illuminating the interior of the universe brightly and brilliantly.

"The gods must keep their feet on the ground."

As the words fell, a little spark lit up in his palm, and the spark lingered around, turning into a whirlpool-like nebula.

With a pinch of Atlas' fingers, the nebula was instantly pinched and burst, turning into specks of light of various colors.

Then, he waved his hand at the sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant, the stardust fell and became bigger and bigger, turning into a continuous mountain range, smashing the sea of ​​clouds interspersed, and all kinds of strangely shaped peaks are located in this dimension.

"There will be tears in the sky, tears will turn into rain, rain and dew is my gift!"

The vast divine sound continued, and then the sky cleared and heavy rain fell, and the heavy rain gathered for three consecutive months.

The endless rainfall forms lakes and rivers that meander around the mountains.

"Brother, it's not enough just to have these things, but also to have the sea."

When Epimetheus saw him raising his hand to create the world, he was already dazzled by it, so he quickly reminded him.

This seemed to be an opening, and it immediately opened up everyone's chatterbox.

Everyone put forward various opinions.

"Brother, the mountain in that place is a bit crooked, obviously not very nice." This is Prometheus.

"I want this mountain, and I want to build a huge temple on it, but it's too short, and it should be taller."

It must be Menoitius who is so unceremonious.

There are also hundred-armed giants, cyclops, and ascenders, who all put forward their own opinions.

Atlas accepted them one by one with a smile, but the Titan Tianzhu side stood there awkwardly, not daring to step forward.

After all, they are not direct troops, and it seems that they don't have much qualifications to ask for such a moment.

But they didn't mention it, but Atlas had to ask. After all, he was his uncle, and he had ascended by relying on his authority. Crossing rivers and demolishing bridges was not his style.

"Clios the mighty, Hyperion the high heavens, and my wise uncle Coos,"

He floated in the sky, lowered his eyes, looked down at the Titan side with a smile, "If you are willing to admit my status, there is a place for you in this heaven.

The vast mountains can also become your home. "

Hearing this, the three brothers looked at each other and rushed forward.

"I want that clearing. It should have fertile grass to feed my horses." Hyperion squeezed forward, pointing to a huge clearing.

Atlas raised his hand, "As you wish!"

In an instant, the divine light shone down, and the power enough to control all things brought vitality and roots. The open space pointed by the sun god suddenly grew countless green grasses.

The grass is fragrant, and it grows long after eating, and it will always stay in shape, and there is no need to worry about the environment and other issues.

Afterwards, Clios chose a group of islands, and Coos was to take root in a place of ice and snow.

Everyone chooses the environment they like one after another. If someone loves flowers, Atlas will give him flowers; if someone loves grass, give him grass;
Those who like volcanoes live in volcanoes, and those who like plains live in plains.

However, having a place to live is not enough to satisfy the gods.

Because the establishment of temples, the worship of human beings, and all the things that can satisfy the gods, Atlas never gave them.

It stands to reason that, given the land, it would not be difficult to help build the house.

But I still remember that there was an experiment of "Rat Utopia" in the previous life. The rats lived in an environment with food and drink, and began to reproduce wantonly, but as the number increased, the social environment suddenly collapsed.

Because there are only so many resources and so much space, the rats became irritable and began to attack their own kind.The mother mouse also stopped raising the young mice, and eventually became completely lost and cannibalized.

Even the male rats mate with each other, and the rats that choose to escape become nerds and do not participate in any activities.

As a result, the entire social order fell into chaos.

Atlas can provide a place, but it is impossible to be a nanny for others. If you want a big house, you have to find a way to build it yourself.

If you want beautiful women, find your own way.

After the countertop was propped up, he still had a lot of things waiting to be dealt with outside.

For example, establishing a country and proclaiming the emperor, enacting laws, and restoring the reconstruction work of the land, so that the world will be full of vitality again.

One by one, one by one, it can be said that there is a lot of waste waiting to be done.

This is also what must be done to become the king of the gods. After conquering the world, one must also stabilize the world.

Otherwise, no matter how high the building is built, it will be a passing cloud after all.

　What kind of law can restrain the gods and maintain the rule of the protagonist? Can someone tell me and let me copy it?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)