Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 17 Zeus: I really want to do something serious

"The appointed time has come. I will now convey the order of the great Zeus, the king of the gods."

"This era has entered its twilight. Cleanse the earth and then usher in a new era!"

The messenger streaked across the sky like a meteor, conveying the order from Zeus to the entire Greek world.

On the throne of heaven where the gods had dispersed, Zeus was alone, looking down at the vast land beneath his feet, wondering what he was thinking.

The silver-haired girl didn't turn around until she heard familiar footsteps behind her.

"elder sister."

"Zeus, you are already the King of Gods, and I am your Queen of Heaven. You don't need to call me sister anymore."

The veiled Hera approached slowly and stopped behind Zeus.

Her bright eyes were filled with obsession and attachment to the girl in front of her.

“I’m just used to it.”

Zeus shook his head and said nothing more, just continued to look down at the earth with his head down.

Hera stood beside her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised under her veil.

"Are you still thinking about that human? He is also something that should be purged in this era. As a God King, you cannot protect him privately."

Although Hera was on the throne of heaven at the time, she was shocked for a moment by the sudden outburst of power from Eros.

But whether Eros was alive or dead after being taken into the deep sea by Python is not important today.

Unable to reach other divine realms, the end of this era would swallow him up as well, leaving him with no possibility of turning back.

Of course, Zeus would not know these things.

Apollo did not return to Mount Olympus, and Zeus was too busy with his work every day to pay attention.

Perhaps she still thought that Apollo had completed her mission and brought Eros to a safe place?

A serious look appeared on the girl's face.

"Sister, do you still think that I contacted that human because of my personal interest?"

"Is not it?"

Hera asked back confidently.

Zeus looked away with a guilty conscience and explained:
"How come? Can't you see that he is a unique human being?"

"You're right, each one you choose is unique."

Hera said that was right, she was also the one who was different at that time.

It’s different now. Now I’m just like everyone else, not special anymore.

"No, sis, I'm serious this time!"

Zeus was a little embarrassed, she really didn't mean that.

"He is different from all other human beings of this era, not only in his speech and wisdom, but also in his feelings."

“But this isn’t supposed to be this way.”

Trying his best to get the subject back to the subject, Zeus spoke to Hera very seriously.

"The goddess of destiny, Ananke, has already arranged everything. Humans like him should not be born at this moment."

Hera was unable to express her own views and opinions on this issue.

Although she is the Queen of Heaven who shares the authority of the God-King, Zeus is the almighty god who can tear apart fate and control everything.

Only a few gods can truly understand the existence of Ananke, the goddess of destiny and necessity.

Hera wasn't one of those few yet, so she couldn't understand it yet.

"So sister, I didn't contact him because of personal feelings, but because of something more important."

That’s exactly what happened at the beginning, Zeus added silently in his heart.

Isn’t the best way to understand and interact with humans beyond this constant to establish a more special relationship with them?

"Really?"

Hera also became somewhat skeptical.

Is that human being so special? It seems that he is indeed quite special.
"Yes, so I have a feeling that he won't die so easily." Zeus smiled confidently, so confident that even Hera felt a little insecure.

Is he really not dead? Should she pay more attention to him?
Thinking of this, Hera quickly found an excuse to leave the Throne of Heaven and secretly went to do her own thing.

Zeus looked at her leaving back, sighed, and continued to deal with some trivial matters of the changing times.

At the same time, the messenger's order finally reached the sea.

Poseidon stopped chasing the Ocean Goddesses, raised his head, looked at Mount Olympus above the clouds, and muttered something.

"Really? Leave all the difficult work to me. Mother Gaia will come to me for help later."

"I can't help it. I'm sorry, Grandma Gaia. I will try to be gentle."

She raised the trident in her hand, which was also the scepter symbolizing her authority as the god of the sea, and struck it down heavily.

In addition to being the goddess of the sea, she is also the goddess of storms and the goddess of earth-shaking.

The power of the earth is in the hands of the primordial mother goddess Gaia, and she, with her superior status, naturally would not obey the orders of Zeus.

So the troublesome task of shaking the earth and cleansing humanity fell on her.

The depths of the ocean were shaken by this blow, as if the entire crust of the earth had been shaken by Poseidon.

The twisted and turbulent plates made a wailing sound, and countless islands collapsed and sank into the sea in the turmoil.

The larger land was also torn into several pieces and then washed away by huge waves that covered the sky and the sun.

Even the island where Eros had lived for more than a decade was not spared.

When the ground beneath their feet began to shake and birds and beasts fled in panic, the people who were busy with the work in their hands also raised their heads.

Unexpectedly, they looked at each other tacitly, as if they wanted to get something from their companions.

Are you unable to remain calm as expected and want to seek comfort from your companions?

No one knew this, but the entire island slid into the sea amid the shock.

It was not until he felt the anger of a certain primordial mother goddess that Poseidon let go and ended his mission.

In such a world-destroying natural disaster, the vast majority of lives will perish until the beginning of the next era.

"Okay, done, let's move on."

Poseidon was just about to continue his journey to find the Ocean Goddesses when he was met by a somewhat embarrassed figure.

"Hey, isn't this Apollo? Why are you so sloppy? Would you like to let me take a look?"

Apollo, looking extremely disheveled and not at all as glamorous as his title as the God of Light should be, appeared in front of Poseidon.

Her long hair was wet and stuck to her body, and her eyes were dull and lifeless, as if she had suffered a blow.

After seeing Poseidon, her dull eyes suddenly lit up.

"Great, Poseidon, please use your authority as the God of the Sea to help me find a human being. He must be on this sea."

"Hey, are you kidding me?"

Poseidon sneered.

"There are countless people who have died in the sea. The person you are looking for must have died a long time ago, right? How can I help you find him?"

Apollo's eyes, which had brightened for a moment, dimmed again in an instant.

Seeing her like this, Poseidon became curious and rode his seahorse closer.

"Just a human being, what's there to worry about?"

But she didn't expect that her words would completely touch upon Apollo's minefield at the moment.

In an instant, Apollo's whole body was shining brightly, and his spirit burst out as soon as he made a move.

"Shut up! Holy Light Explodes!!!"

"Lord Poseidon!!!"

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　　As for Apollo, it would be nice to let her regret for the rest of her life and then let her become one of those infatuated female characters.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)