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Chapter 115 "What if I beat Apollo and become the sun god?"

The gods witnessed everything, whether it was in the sea, in the underworld, or on Mount Olympus.

They thought that when the sun rose, Apollo would be able to restore his glory, but they didn't expect...

What kind of signal is this?Or rather—who is behind it?
This is something that cannot be studied in detail, and will be involved.

So the gods who originally wanted to get close to Apollo stopped.They choose to wait and see, because there is no need to put themselves in for an Apollo.

We can wait for the situation to become clearer and for Apollo to secure his position.

It is true that a word of consolation at a critical moment is more valuable than ordinary treasures, but that word of consolation is not just consolation.It's like a mortal is arguing with another mortal, and a third person somehow stands up and says a good word for one of them, what will this make the other person think?

All the gods chose wisely to protect themselves, but there was one exception—Maia, the goddess of wind and rain.

Zeus, the king of gods, built a temple for her on Mount Olympus, but she was not eligible to live in it. She still stayed in the cave where she gave birth to her son Hermes.

Maia doesn't care where she lives.She spends most of her time in the sky, letting mortals see her industrious figure, thus awe and respect her.

She competed for faith with the gods of the sea on the coast, and the next moment she wrestled with monsters and even the gods of Mount Olympus on the land.

She rarely has time to stop and rest, so she doesn't care about the quality of her residence.

However, no one likes such a tiring life, including the goddess of wind and rain, Maia.

She did all this for her child Hermes...

It was because she couldn't give him anything better that she wanted to pursue it. She gave all the love of a mother to this child.

She came out of the cave and flew to the sky, to the Temple of the Sun on Mount Olympus.

Maia doesn't like Apollo because he took away the precious gift belonging to his own child, but life must go on, and compromise and concession are inevitable.

Everything is for a better tomorrow.

Just like the queen Hera did not forbid Maia to live in the temple Zeus built for her, but Maia still chose to refuse.Maia understands her own ordinaryness, and an ordinary god always needs some chances with dangers to realize her ideals.

Maia knew she was taking a gamble, but no matter what the outcome, the situation couldn't be worse for her than it was now.

She doesn't want to live in a luxurious palace on Mount Olympus, but she wants Hermes to...

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At the same time, mortals from ancient times hid in the deepest part of the dark mountainside.

The memory of once ruling the underworld told him that the mountain where the root god left was the safest.

He was still stirring up wind and rain in the outside world just now, playing with the god in charge of the sun, so he couldn't help being a little nervous.

He fumbled for a wooden bowl in the dark, took the trickle from the crevice and drank thirsty.After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and dragged his tired body to lie on the grain and dried meat piled up beside him.

A voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.

"It seems that you have carefully selected this place. You must have been preparing for it for a long time."

"awesome."

"You don't even know when the long night will fade away, but you are already preparing for this day."

"Who is where?" Matthew sat up suddenly, staring at the darkness where the voice came from.

A candle was lit, and a clean and slender hand protected the candle, revealing a woman in a pitch-black cloak.

"Patience is a virtue, and you have this valuable quality."

The woman raised her head and showed a beautiful face.

She placed the candle on the exposed depression on the mountain wall, and then stood calmly in place, letting the candlelight expose her face.

Matthew, who was standing opposite her, looked at her vigilantly, and he asked again: "Who are you?"

The woman was obviously stunned for a moment, but she was soon relieved: "It seems that Hades didn't leave all the memories to you."

"But you should have heard of me, too."

"I am Clotho, one of the three goddesses of fate."

Matthew narrowed his eyes when he heard the words: "The sole favored one of the god of fire, Hephaestus?"

"Oh it's you."

"Where's my general? I didn't find him in this era. Can you finally take back his eternal life?"

"Or did he offend you?"

"I knew this day would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. Your minds are as narrow-minded as ever."

A muffled groan came from the belly of the mountain.

Matthew knelt on the ground and covered his lower abdomen, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.There it was struck hard by an invisible force.He wanted to cry out in pain, but the arrogance in his heart did not allow him to do so. Facing the gods, this was the only thing he could sell.

Clotho withdrew his white palm out of his cloak, as if nothing had happened just now.

"King of Eleusis, watch your words."

"Hephaestus is not so small. The eternal life in your eyes is worthless to him."

She paused and continued: "As for your general... Linkos is dead, he himself failed."

"You understand that there is only one possibility of failure in challenging the gods, and that is death."

Matthew stood up from the ground with difficulty.Clotho's words silenced him.

After a while, he suddenly said: "What about you? What do you want from me? Who do you want me to fight against?"

Clotho glanced at him, admiring his determination in his heart.She whispered: "I suddenly feel that you will be very dangerous, you'd better die."

"But that's right. The more dangerous you are, the more headaches some people will have."

As she spoke, she threw a black cloak to Matthew: "It is woven with the thread of fate. With it, Apollo will not be able to find you, and you can preach boldly with confidence."

"Pass... your teaching!"

Mortals from ancient times captured the key message: "Are you going to attack Apollo? Are you going to support me?"

Cloto smiled when he heard the words, and the smile was meaningful.

"Don't overthink it," she said. "You're not qualified enough."

"I don't expect you to win, I just hope you live longer."

"The longer you live, the more uncomfortable Apollo will be. I will be happy when Apollo is uncomfortable."

Matthew thought.

He suddenly said: "What if I beat Apollo and become the sun god?"

"What are you going to do? Kill me?"

"It's not necessary." Clotho said, going to get a candle.The things were delivered, and the conversation was almost over.

She walked into the darkness, whispering softly but never stopping: "If you really become the new sun god, someone will protect you."

"For example, Hades, he is absolutely happy to have a sun in the underworld."

Behind her, Matthew's eyes flashed with a spiritual light, and he changed the topic to say another thing, which made Clotho stop.

"Whose idea is this, you...or you?"

Cloto turned to look at Matthew, and she replied calmly: "It's what I meant, is there a problem?"

Matthew pursed his lips, but swallowed the words again.He hung his head: "No problem..."

(End of this chapter)