Greek Mythology: My Father is the God-King Zeus

Chapter 202 God King Changes Owner

Zeus couldn't help but asked: "Why didn't the other four primitive gods react when you did this? You are treasonous!"

Dionysus, the god of carnival, laughed and said: "You're laughing so hard. Didn't I learn this from you? My dear father, after we get the last part of the god king's power from you, we will It's time to return to the body of Persevani, and we will become one of the supreme primordial gods. We are Persevani, but Persevani is not us."

Hearing the words of Dionysus, the god of carnival, Zeus's face turned pale. He knew that he could not escape, because he would have a perfect plan for whatever Persephany wanted to do.

Although Zeus does not know why the four primitive gods did not appear, this does not affect his final outcome. He may become the first god-king in the world of Chaos who will never wake up.

Dionysus, the God of Carnival, looked at Zeus's appearance, couldn't help but sneered, and said disdainfully: "My dear father, you can say your last words, otherwise you may not have the chance to say them again. . But I will not let the previous generation of god kings disappear or fall into eternal sleep like you. I will let you stay awake and stay on Mount Olympus until eternity!"

"I want to know who you cherish the most! Is it Hera, the Queen of Gods, or another goddess!"

Zeus, king of the gods and ruler of Olympus, has always been a symbol of power and majesty. However, at this moment, his heart was shrouded in deep fear. He slumped down on the ground in embarrassment, letting the soil stain his strong body, but even at this time, the golden scepter was tightly held in his hand.

Looking at Dionysus, the God of Carnival, his eyes showed unprecedented uneasiness, and he knew that he was really going to die.

Zeus has faced challenges and crises countless times. Whether it was the rebellion of the Titans or the jealousy and conspiracy of other gods, he was able to use his wisdom and strength to avert danger. But this time, he was powerless. As for begging Persevani to let him go, it was not as simple as resurrecting Demeter. The unprecedented powerlessness made him feel deeply afraid.

His face became pale, and the golden divine light dimmed a lot. His eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet. He held the scepter tightly, his fingers turning white from excessive exertion, but he could not calm the fear in his heart.

Zeus began to recall his experience as a god-king. He once defeated the Titans and seized the throne of God-King from them and from his cruel father, the second-generation God-King Cronus. He ruled Olympus with his strength and wisdom, making the gods submit to his feet. But now, that all seems to be a thing of the past. Persephany appeared, and he felt that his power was gradually disappearing, and the position of God-King was getting further and further away from him.

He couldn't imagine his life after losing his position as God King. What kind of humiliation and pain would that be? How will he face the ridicule and contempt of the gods? How should he face his inner frustration and loss? These thoughts were like sharp knives, piercing deeply into his heart and making him feel unable to breathe.

Then Zeus could only smile bitterly and said to Hera: "I'm sorry, Hera, this time, whether you believe me or not, I have seriously reflected on my own mistakes, and I hope your life will get better in the future. "

Perhaps because he knew his own fate, Zeus's words also had a hint of tenderness and guilt in his tone.

When Hera listened to Zeus's words, her heart felt like being beaten by huge waves, feeling both painful and struggling. She thought of everything she had with Zeus in the past. Those good times seemed like yesterday, but Zeus's repeated betrayals left her heartbroken. The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and tears welled up in her eyes, but they never fell. She was trying to control her emotions, not wanting to appear too weak in front of Zeus.

But Zeus's sweet words were still lingering in her ears, like red threads that entangled Hera to the extreme.

Zeus's words were like the spring breeze blowing on your face, warm and gentle. He admitted his mistake, apologized to Hera, and vowed not to make the same mistake again. His voice was full of sincerity and regret, as if every word was hitting Hera's heart. Hera could feel Zeus's sincerity, but her heart was still full of contradictions and struggles.

As time passed, Hera's mood gradually calmed down. She began to reminisce about the good times she had with Zeus, and she felt emotional about those years spent together. She realized that no matter how big of a mistake Zeus made, she could never let go of her feelings for him. She still loved him deep in her heart, but this love was covered by betrayal and pain.

Finally, Hera made her decision. She raised her head, looked into Zeus's eyes, took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Zeus, I forgive you." This sentence seemed to use up all her strength, but her face was full of tears. A relieved smile appeared.

When Zeus heard Hera's words, with a smile on his lips, he closed his sky-blue eyes and faced Persephany's final judgment.

Seeing Zeus like this, the remaining reason in Hera's heart was wiped out. After all, without love, where would the hatred come from? She wanted to choose a better place for Zeus. She didn't want Zeus to stay in Olympus. Sishan is such a place full of deceit.

After all, if Zeus had stayed on Mount Olympus, the days to come would be worse than death. So Hera hoped that her secret would make Persephone feel a sense of pity, or make him happy so that Zeus would leave Olympus.

So Hera, the Queen of Gods, said to Dionysus, the God of Carnival: "Your Highness Persephone, I know you are paying attention to us here, and I hope to use Demeter's secret in exchange for us leaving Olympus. Shan, do you know? I am Demeter’s sister. She once told me a story of hers. This story may be helpful to you in resurrecting Demeter.”

Dionysus, the god of carnival, looked at the queen Hera coldly and said: "Isn't my mother your sister? Why don't you want to save her, but at this last moment, use such a secret? Come to make a deal with me? It’s really ridiculous!”

A trace of embarrassment flashed in the eyes of Queen Hera. She couldn't say that she had forgotten her sister!

So Queen Hera opened her hands and sighed: "My sister Demeter is the god who controls agriculture, but she also controls the power of famine. This power was separated from her and given to her by kindhearted people. My sister is sealed. If I find this power, my sister may be able to be resurrected."

Dionysus, the God of Carnival, immediately frowned and said: "Impossible. I have checked my mother's cause and effect before. It is impossible for her to be anywhere else. If she still has this power, then her cause and effect will be It shows, you are lying to me!"

Queen Hera stood in front of Dionysus, the God of Carnival, with a sighing and complicated face, as if she was carrying the weight of the entire divine world. Around her, the sun god Apollo and other descendants of Zeus also pricked up their ears to hear what the goddess Hera had to explain. After all, if she couldn't explain it, then another one might lie on the ground.

Hera saw the confusion of the gods. She sighed softly and continued: "Demeter's power is complete. It includes the cycle of life and the balance of nature. Harvest and famine are all in this world." Part of it is a manifestation of Demeter’s power.”

"But," Hera changed the subject, "she hid this power in a special place."

Persefani frowned. He felt that Hera was lying, but it seemed that she was not. "A long time ago," Hera said slowly, "Demeter once faced a difficult choice. Her power was so powerful that she began to worry that if she lost control, this power would bring consequences to the world. Come disaster.”

"So, she decided to split her power into two. One part was the power of harvest and prosperity. She kept this part of the power with her to nourish all things and make the world full of life."

"And the other part is the power of famine and destruction. This part of the power is too dangerous, and she can't keep it with herself. So, she found a special place to seal this power."

"This place," Hera continued, "is a place that is both private and safe. It is protected by a powerful barrier and can only be entered by those with a special key."

"And this key," Hera paused, "your divine power, Your Highness Perseveni! Although I don't know why my sister didn't tell you, but now I will tell you this place, hoping that you can let Zeus go."

The other gods were shocked by Hera's words. They didn't expect that Demeter would use Persephone's divine power as the key to seal the power of Famine. What love for Perseveni! You must know that when Persevani was first born, he was only a god with weak divine power. If Persevani was threatened at that time, then this power would probably be obtained by other gods.

Queen Hera looked at Perseveni with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but sigh: "Your Highness Persevani, you should know that I didn't lie! After all, you should have mastered the method of identifying lies."

Dionysus, the God of Carnival, was silent for a while and nodded. He knew that Queen Hera was not lying, but he was curious about that place.

Even the power of cause and effect is isolated, which is definitely the power of the original god, or even higher, otherwise there would be no trace.

So Dionysus, the God of Carnival, nodded and said: "As long as Zeus hands over the origin of the God King, then you can leave Olympus Zeus, Your Highness the God Queen."

The King of Gods, God King Zeus, oh, no, he will be gone soon. At this moment, he stood up tremblingly, and now he looked like a warrior who had been deprived of his glory. His body was still tall and mighty, and the golden thunder no longer surrounded him, but there were wisps of light surrounding him, but those lights were like candles blown away by the wind, shaky and dim.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, but at this moment they were full of helplessness and unwillingness. He looked at the mass of origin, which was his symbol as the God King, the source of his strength, and the cornerstone of his rule over the God Realm. But now, he has to hand it over to another person with his own hands, which is undoubtedly a great humiliation for him.

Perhaps it's because this mass of origin has stayed in Zeus's body for long enough! This origin is very close to Zeus. The origin jumped in his hands, like a naughty child unwilling to leave his father. Zeus could feel its struggle and reluctance, and his heart was filled with pain and helplessness. He held the source tightly, as if he wanted to integrate it into his body and never separate it.

However, he knew that he could not do this. He must hand over his origin, otherwise, he will face a catastrophe that is worse than death. After all, as the first person under the original god, Persevani has many ways to train him.

So, he took a deep breath and suppressed the pain and unwillingness in his heart. He slowly stretched out his hand and handed the source to Dionysus, the god of carnival. His hands were shaking, not because of fear or weakness, but because of the reluctance and pain in his heart.

The origin was beating in his hands, as if bidding him farewell. Zeus could feel its warmth and power, which was the proof and glory of his status as the King of Gods. But now, he has to hand it to another person with his own hands, which is undoubtedly a heartbreaking pain for him.

Dionysus looked at Zeus's trembling hands and the origin, with a satisfied smile on his face. He knew that he finally got what he wanted. He stretched out his hand, ready to take over the source.

Dionysus stood at the top of Mount Olympus, holding in his hand the origin of the God King handed over by Zeus. He felt the powerful power contained in the origin, which was the essence of Zeus's countless years as the God King. It was the cornerstone of ruling the divine world and a symbol of supreme power.

The origin danced in his hands, like a burning flame, hot and dazzling. Dionysus could feel its temperature and power, as if it could burn everything and create everything. He knew that at this moment, he was only one step away from becoming the new God King.

Dionysus took a deep breath and prepared to start merging the source. After this fusion, he will return to his true form, and there will be no more Dionysus.

He closed his eyes and began to mobilize his divine power to contact the source. The origin seemed to feel the will of Dionysus and began to slowly blend with his divine power. This process was extremely painful, as if countless sharp thorns were piercing Dionysus' body, tearing at his soul.

Dionysus gritted his teeth and persisted. The original power was gradually integrated into his body, intertwined with his divine power, and merged with each other.

This process seemed to last for countless centuries, and Dionysus felt as if he had been torn into countless pieces and put back together again. His consciousness began to blur, as if he had fallen into endless darkness.

But at this moment, he felt a powerful force pouring out from his source and rushing straight into the depths of his soul. That is the power of Zeus, the power of the God King, the power to rule the world. This power instantly penetrated Dionysus's body, causing his divine power to surge instantly.

Dionysus' body began to glow, and golden divine light erupted from his body, illuminating the entire Mount Olympus. His momentum was also rising rapidly, as if he was about to break through the sky and reach the top of the God Realm.

During this process, Dionysus felt that his consciousness was rapidly expanding, as if he could see through everything and perceive everything. He felt every corner of Olympus, felt the aura and mood swings of every god.

The pressure of the God King on Dionysus made many gods panic. They didn't know anything. The God King was replaced by another person, and it was Dionysus, one of the twelve main gods?

(End of this chapter)