Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 443 I haven’t pouted before, so you can’t say I have pouted before!
In the turbulent Canaan, the flames of war between gods spread from the vast sea to the dark underworld.

The immortal gods shine as brightly as stars, and their collisions with each other create dazzling light in the night sky.

And their lives are indeed as long as the stars, even if they are defeated and completely shattered by their opponents.

The shattered authority and divinity will also be nourished over a long period of time, and new gods will be born again to continue this long war.

The fragments of divinity that escape from it will quietly turn into nourishment for the entire world, constantly filling the entire world up.

This burning war will be extremely long, until one day, the supreme throne that the gods have been waiting for will appear under the nourishment of countless divinities.

This is destined to be a long war, a war that cannot be determined in a short period of time.

And currently, the one who is closest to the winner, ahead of other gods, is the sea god Yam, who is closer to that position.

He was still on the sea, stirring up the waves without stopping, conquering and fighting everywhere.

Every time a god is killed, the world will become stronger during the time when the other party's divinity dissipates and resurrects, and he will also absorb the other party's divinity.

And the throne of God King that he has been longing for will get closer and closer.

Therefore, he had to speed up and continue to kill and conquer other gods to avoid losing to his brother, the god of the underworld, Mot.

In his eyes, the only ones who could compete with him for the throne of Baal were his own brothers.

The other gods were too weak, and the gods from outside needed time to integrate into Canaan.

Having gained all the advantages, he identified the only threat he had as his brother Mott.

With such pressure, Yam didn't even have time for entertainment and was basically running around fighting.

The surging waves were like a white wall sweeping across the sky and earth, sweeping over the ocean and washing from one edge of the sky to the other.

No one could see this devastating scene far away from the land. Only a few rays of light floating in the waves flickered faintly.

If you look closely, you can see that those flashing ones are gods whose bodies have been beaten to pieces.

Dark shadows were lurking in the waves, and a giant fish opened its bloody mouth in the overwhelming waves and swallowed all the divinities in one gulp.

Even if there was some divinity that escaped, it was all caught back by the tentacles extending from the mouth of the giant fish.

After easily swallowing all these scattered little gods, the waves gradually dissipated, and the giant fish's body shrank, gradually turning into a half-human, half-fish form.

Compared with the three generations of Greek gods who have completely deviated from their original forms, Yam, the sea god of Canaan, still retains a lot of his original forms.

His upper body is human, but he has fish fins, and his lower body is covered with countless tentacles, and he looks very wild.

After digesting the divinity he had swallowed, Yam's stomach felt a little bloated.

After swallowing so much divinity in one breath, he needed to digest it slowly to avoid being influenced by it and losing himself.

It seems that he has to take a break. Yam's nerves, which have been tense for a while, have finally relaxed a little.

He swung his octopus-like tentacles, slapped the waves, and summoned the spirit of pure water.

"What happened recently? What is my brother doing?"

Skillfully asking about what had happened during this period of time, Yam is now the person closest to the position of God King.

No matter how cautious and self-reflective he was, he couldn't help but feel a little complacent and wanted to have some fun while digesting the divinity.

After all, he was basically the God-King, and he had performed the duties of the God-King several times, so it was inevitable that he was lax.

The pure water spirit he summoned had an indescribable look of embarrassment and weirdness on its face, and answered hesitantly.

"God, nothing has happened recently. Your brother, God Mot, has been staying in the underworld as usual and has not shown up." It seemed to be hesitant to speak, and Yam saw it. He exhaled heavily and sprayed out a stream of water with foam.

"Anything else? Say it!"

Faced with the dissatisfaction of the God, the Pure Water Elf dared not hide it any longer and had to tell everything.

Recently, a wise man wandered here from the Far East. It is said that the wise man looks like a young man and is extremely handsome.

According to legend, the appearance of this young sage is more dazzling than the sun in the sky, and even the bright stars pale in comparison to him.

His beauty is so extraordinary that even gods cannot compare to him and would be jealous of him.

Hearing these rumors, Yam showed an interested expression.

If he is really as handsome as the rumors say, then he would really be interested.

You know, the beauty of a young boy is a hundred times greater than that of a woman.

However, the premise is that this so-called "sage" is really as exaggerated as the rumors say.

But the next words of the Pure Water Elf dampened Yam's original interest.

It turned out that this young sage traveled all the way and finally arrived at the Taile area, where he was noticed by the goddess Astarte and directly summoned into the divine realm.

Yam knew something about Astarte's origins. It would be no good to provoke a beautiful boy whose authenticity was unknown.

The position of God King, which was originally secure, would be lost if he lost it because of provoking that crazy woman. It would be a loss instead of gain.

Yam gave up the idea of ​​going to meet her, but turned around and saw that the pure water elf still looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Moreover, there was a hint of inquiry and curiosity in the look in his eyes, which made him immediately angry.

"What else do you have to say? Tell me everything now, don't hide anything!"

Frightened by Yam, the cowardly pure water elf immediately knelt down in front of him.

"God, it is said in the rumors, it is said... it is said."

"What on earth did you say?!"

Yam shouted, and the pure water elves were so scared that they immediately shook out like beans.

"It is rumored that you, the God, once had a feud with this young sage. When he came across the sea, you forced him to do it on the sea."

She didn't finish the rest of the words because the rumors didn't make the details clear.

Anyway, Yam was pleased with the beautiful boy, and insisted on asking for benefits before letting the boy leave the sea.

As for what price the young sage paid in the end, there are many different opinions.

All in all, it's definitely not that simple.

Having said that, the Pure Water Elf secretly glanced at Yam, as if curious about whether their God had really done such a thing.

Yam's face was stunned, and then quickly turned pale.

Which bastard made up this story?!
He is busy killing people every day, how can he have time to do such things as bullying men and women? !

It would be fine if he really did poke his nose in it, but you can't blame him for the things he didn't poke his nose in, can you? !
No, we have to deal with this matter quickly!

　Le, I feel like this is the male version of Green Tea, trying to sow discord.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)