Greek Mythology: My Father is the God-King Zeus

Chapter 262 The New God King
Dionysus brought Zeus to the palace of the god-king and slowly sat in the god-king's seat.

After Dionysus took the position of God-King, the whole world seemed to glow with new vitality. The sky becomes bluer, the sun shines on the earth, and everything is bathed in a warm light. Mountains, rivers, forests, and grasslands are all full of vitality, as if nature is cheering for him.

Many visions appeared in the world. Purple flowers, roses, white oaks, and all kinds of flowers in the world were in full bloom.

The moment Dionysus ascended the throne of the God-King, the whole world seemed to have experienced a tremendous change. His appearance seemed to inject a new power into the universe, making everything glow with unprecedented vitality and vitality.

The sky is no longer the usual monotonous blue, but becomes colorful, like a huge palette. Various beautiful clouds intertwine and change in the sky. They are either as light and soft as cotton candy, or as misty and blurry as smoke, or as turbulent as ocean waves. These clouds emit dazzling light under the sunlight, making the entire sky look like a fairyland.

At the same time, earth-shaking changes have also taken place on the earth. The originally barren land was suddenly filled with all kinds of plants. These plants are lush and vibrant, and they are vying to grow upward, as if they want to use their own power to decorate this beautiful world. And the mountains, rivers, forests and grasslands that originally existed have become more magnificent and vast. The mountains and rivers are towering and steep, reaching into the sky; the rivers are crystal clear and rushing endlessly; the forests are full of vitality with birds chirping and flowers fragrant; there are herds of cattle and sheep on the grasslands, and horses galloping. Everywhere is full of the magical charm of nature, which makes people marvel at it.

The most surprising thing was the flowers that suddenly bloomed. Whether it is purple gold flowers, rose flowers or white oak flowers, they are all blooming at this moment, decorating the whole world with colors. The petals of these flowers sparkle in the sunlight and exude a lovely fragrance.

They may be delicate, fresh and refined, or graceful, and each one has its own unique charm. And those strange and mysterious flowers are even more dazzling.

Some flowers have weird shapes, like creatures from extraterrestrial beings; some flowers are colorful, as if they are masterpieces carefully painted by nature's most outstanding painter; and some flowers are fragrant and intoxicating. The blooming of these flowers is not only a natural phenomenon, but also a symbol.

They symbolize that the world under the rule of Dionysus will be full of vitality and vitality, and everything will glow with new glory. At the same time, these flowers also symbolize people's yearning and pursuit of a better life. Under the protection of Dionysus, people will live a happy and healthy life.

"Dionysus, you have finally become the King of Gods." Athena whispered to herself, "I believe that under your leadership, the world will become a better place."

Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, stood in the corner of the God King's palace, her eyes shining with unprecedented light. She witnessed the moment when Dionysus ascended the throne of the God-King, and also felt the whole world glowing with new vitality because of him.

The admiration of the Earth Mother Gaia echoed in the palace. Her eyes were locked deeply on Dionysus, as if she wanted to imprint everything about this new god-king in her heart. In her ancient and deep eyes, Dionysus seemed to see a firm belief and expectation for the future.

Athena's heart was filled with excitement and emotion. She looked at Dionysus as if she saw hope and light for the future. She knew that she would always be by his side, guarding the world together forever.

Her heart was filled with joy and expectation. Dionysus, the comrade who once fought alongside her and withstood countless difficulties, now finally ascended the throne of the God-King. She knew that his wisdom and strength would lead the world to a better future.

His face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were empty and absent-minded, as if he had lost his soul. His body was shaking slightly, as if he might collapse at any moment. His hands hung down feebly. The palms that once held the power of thunder could no longer hold even a handful of air.

Earth Mother Gaia looked in amazement and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is indeed the influence of Bacchus taking the position of God King." Earth Mother Gaia looked at Dionysus in the position of God King with wonder.

She thought of the difficult years they had spent together, the challenges and difficulties they had faced together. Now, everything is in the past, and a new future is beckoning them. Athena knew that Dionysus would be a great god-king who would lead the entire world to prosperity and prosperity.

Seeing Dionysus ascending the throne of the God King, Zeus's eyes were filled with despair. Zeus, the former God-King, was standing in the corner of the God-King's Palace and witnessed the entire process of Dionysus ascending to the God-King's throne. In his eyes, the former majesty and domineering power had disappeared, replaced by deep defeat and despair.

Athena looked at Dionysus, his face glowing with confidence and determination. There was a kind of determination and courage in his eyes, as if no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there were ahead, he would move forward without fear. This temperament deeply infected Athena and made her full of confidence in the future.

In addition to these beautiful natural sights, many other phenomena have occurred around the world. In some places, mysterious rainbow bridges appeared across the sky; in some places, huge light pillars appeared, soaring into the sky; and in other places, strange animals and plants appeared, which was eye-opening. The appearance of these visions makes the whole world full of mystery and fantasy.

Zeus looked at Dionysus sitting in the seat of the God-King, watching all things glow with new vitality because of him, and the despair in his heart surged like a tide. He thought of his past glory and the days when he once ruled all things. Those days appeared before his eyes like a dream, but they were shattered in an instant.

He couldn't accept this reality and couldn't accept that he had lost his position as the God King. He once thought that he was the master of all things and that he could rule the world forever, but he never thought that it would end like this. His heart was filled with regret and self-blame. If he had managed the world more wisely, he might not have had such a result.

Zeus's thoughts were like a mess, and his soul was like a barren desert. He felt as if he had been abandoned by the world and forgotten by everything. His former glory and dignity disappeared without a trace at this moment, leaving only endless despair and loneliness. There was a deep sense of powerlessness in his eyes, as if he didn't even have the strength to struggle. He just stood there, like a statue that had lost its vitality, letting the passage of time leave traces on his body.

Zeus's heart was full of bitterness and helplessness. He thought of his past vows and ideals. The strength that once supported him moved forward, but now it became the deepest pain in his heart. He felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape this feeling of despair.

Hera, the wife of Zeus, the goddess who has always been by his side, is standing next to Zeus at this moment, with a complicated expression on her face - a mixture of joy and relief.

Her eyes revealed deep fatigue, as if she had been carrying a heavy burden for a long time. At this moment, with the change of position of God King Zeus, she felt an unprecedented sense of relief. That kind of relaxation, like a release after a long period of suppression, made her almost want to cheer.

However, she did not do this. She looked at Zeus's defeated eyes and felt a surge of complicated emotions in her heart. There is sympathy and regret. She thought of the years they had spent together, the sweet and bitter memories. She knew that Zeus's despair and loneliness at this moment were caused by himself. If he had governed the world more wisely and more lovingly, perhaps this would not have happened.

Hera sighed softly, and her eyes turned to Dionysus. The new king of gods had a face full of confidence and determination, as if the whole world was under his control. Hera knew that Dionysus would be a different king of gods from Zeus. He was younger, more energetic, and knew how to live in harmony with all things.

She remembered her vow to always be by Zeus's side, no matter what happened. However, now she felt a deep helplessness. She knew that she could not change Zeus's fate, nor could she change the direction of the world. The only thing she can do is accept reality and do her best to adapt to it.

Hera walked slowly to Zeus's side, holding a cup of sweet ambrosia in her hand. She whispered: "Zeus, drink it. This glass of wine can make you forget all pain and troubles." Her voice was gentle and firm, as if there was a kind of magic that could penetrate Zeus's desperate heart.

Zeus slowly raised his head and looked at Hera. His eyes revealed a deep confusion and helplessness. He took the glass and drank it in one gulp. The sweet ambrosia flowed down his throat, warming his body and his soul. He felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and joy, as if all the pain and troubles had been resolved by this glass of wine.

Hera looked at Zeus's eyes that gradually calmed down, and a warm current surged in her heart. She knows that she can't change the past, but she believes that the future will be better. She decided to put aside the baggage of the past and work with Dionysus to protect this new world.

As time passed, Hera gradually adapted to her new life. She discovered that Dionysus was not as majestic and unapproachable as Zeus. On the contrary, he is more approachable and knows how to live in harmony with all things. Under his rule, the world became more beautiful and harmonious. Mountains, rivers and rivers are clearer and brighter; flowers, plants and trees are more lush and prosperous; animals are more cheerful and free... everything is full of vitality and vitality.

Hera also began to re-examine her relationship with Zeus. She found that she had been deeply dependent and attached to Zeus, but now she felt an unprecedented freedom and independence. She no longer needs to be attached to anyone or anything to define her existence and value. She is an independent and complete goddess with her own will and choice.

Apollo, the god of light and music, stood in a corner of the palace of the God King, his eyes full of desire and unwillingness. He looked at the high throne of the God King, and an inexplicable impulse surged in his heart. It was an unquenchable desire, a strong desire to ascend that throne and become the master of all things.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but reach out, as if he wanted to touch the throne that symbolized supreme power. There was a fiery light in his eyes, as if a fire was burning in his heart. It is a desire for power, a pursuit of glory, and a determination to stand on top of the world.

Apollo took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement. He knew that he was not a person who gave up easily. He has great strength and wisdom, and has unparalleled talents and talents. He had imagined countless times the moment when he ascended the throne of the God King, imagined all things surrendering under his feet, and imagined that the whole world was under his control.

However, the reality is so cruel. Dionysus has sat on the throne of the God-King and became the new ruler. Apollo, on the other hand, could only stand aside and watch his dream shatter. He was unwilling to give up. He wants to fight, wants to struggle, and wants to use his own power to change everything.

But there was nothing he could do about it. Apollo looked desperate. His eyes lost their former glory and became hollow and deep. His face was as pale as snow, as if all the blood had been drained out. His body was shaking slightly, as if he might collapse at any moment. His hands hung down weakly. The hands that once played beautiful music could not even hold a handful of air.

He just stood there, like a statue that had lost its vitality. His heart was filled with endless despair and loss, as if the whole world was collapsing before his eyes. He watched Dionysus sitting in the seat of the God King, watching everything take on new life because of him, but he could only stand aside, helpless.

His thoughts were like a mess, and his soul was like a barren desert. He felt as if he had been abandoned by the world and forgotten by everything. His former glory and dignity disappeared without a trace at this moment, leaving only endless despair and loneliness.

He thought of the vows and ideals he had made, the forces that had supported him to move forward, but now they had become the deepest pain in his heart.

(End of this chapter)