Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 68 Does humanity really have a future?
"Don't you still have me now?"

Faced with the bleak future described by Hera, Eros seemed quite calm.

Just looking at Hera's eyes, it seemed as if he was treating her as emergency food.

"I?"

Hera looked at Eros. Since he didn't point out the issue of her identity, she naturally went down the stairs.

She is just an incarnation, and even if a god enters Tartarus, he can still be fished out.

It's just that because it's just an incarnation, it might take some time.

"I can't stay for long. In the end, you will be the only one left."

"It doesn't matter. Aren't there many other gods imprisoned here?"

"For example, Kronos and other Titans. It's not like I'm the only one imprisoned here."

The conversation between the two was unexpectedly natural, and Hera gradually put aside the embarrassment in her heart.

As long as their identities are not revealed, the two can still get along normally.

Of course Eros would not expose this matter.

If they can have such a natural chat, why would he need to expose the truth and make everyone confused about how to get along?
The two chatted briefly and reviewed what had happened before.

Hera lamented Eros's recklessness. He clearly did not have the immortality of the gods, but he was even crazier than the gods.

Fighting Poseidon was already arrogant enough, but in the end, facing a monster like Typhon, he was not afraid at all.

But speaking of this, Hera was a little worried about what Zeus would think when he saw her next to Eros.

Now in Tartarus, unable to empathize with her original body, she had no idea what was happening on Mount Olympus.

The monster that suddenly appeared had the characteristics of a Titan, the aura of Gaia, and now was related to Tartarus.

It really has an extraordinary origin, which makes people pay attention to it.

"By the way, do you know who that monster is? Tell me about it."

As a diva, she has to do her part even if she is temporarily trapped in the abyss.

At this moment, Mount Olympus is experiencing an unprecedented low pressure state.

The turmoil in the ocean some time ago and the thunder thrown by Zeus really shocked the whole world.

All the gods were speculating about what had happened at that time. I heard that even Aquaman was seriously injured and bedridden.

Rumor has it that Cronus escaped from Tartarus and was struck back by Zeus's thunderbolt.

There are also rumors that Poseidon and Gaia wanted to rebel against Zeus, but they were discovered in advance and were severely beaten.

This statement has gained wider recognition.

After all, now in the ocean, the daughter of Oceanus occupies half of the sovereignty of the ocean, but Zeus does not care about it.

And since that day, the whole Olympus has been shrouded in a sense of oppressive low pressure.

Zeus, the once enlightened king of gods, has been gloomy during this period.

It's hard not to think that he's furious because his sister betrayed him.

"Let's end it here today. You can each do your own thing."

The silver-haired girl sitting on the highest throne said coldly, and after saying this, she turned into lightning and disappeared.

All the gods attending the meeting breathed a sigh of relief; the pressure Zeus had put on them was really too great.

Many of them were children born to Zeus later and had never personally witnessed the performance of this great father god in the Titan War.

The huge thunder that shook the whole world really opened their eyes and made them understand why Zeus could only be the king of gods.

"Recently, Great Father God hasn't been in a very good mood."

Prometheus still looked like she couldn't open her eyes, but she saw the current situation more clearly than anyone else. After all, the meaning of her name was "foresight", and she was an absolute prophetic priest.

Only those who possess the priesthood of prophecy can truly understand Zeus' troubles.

"Last time it was like this, or"

Prometheus hesitated to speak, and his squinting eyes opened a slit and looked at Athena who was standing beside him.

The other person's expression remained calm. I don't know whether he didn't understand what Prometheus said or didn't care.

The last time it was like this was when Uranus and Gaia brought a prophecy to Zeus when he ascended the throne of the King of Gods.

That is, the time of the death of the first Queen of Heaven, Metis.

"This has nothing to do with us. We just need to handle our responsibility of creating humans."

There was no trace of fluctuation on Athena's exquisite and perfect face.

That day, they all witnessed together how the Titan Typhon, who was as terrifying as a demon, was torn into countless pieces by Zeus' thunder.

If a great Zeus couldn't do anything about Eros, then neither could she, even the goddess of wisdom.

Zeus knew more than her, saw farther, and even his wisdom surpassed that of the gods.

So Athena didn't want to waste her time on things that Zeus was worried about, so she decided to do her own thing first.

From the devastated battlefield, she harvested some of Eros' blood.

Although this blood has lost its activity, Athena can still feel the energy contained in it.

It was obviously weak, but it had an indescribable wonder. Athena was fascinated by it.

"So do we really have to use that guy's blood as material to create humans?"

Prometheus opened his eyes slightly and showed a helpless expression.

“I really have a bad feeling.”

The original plan was to use mud as the body, and then take the good, evil and nature of creatures in nature.

Finally, by giving them souls with the breath of God, the creation of new humans can be completed.

But if the blood of Eros was to be mixed into the soil, Prometheus was afraid that a situation similar to the golden humans would occur.

"It doesn't matter. If we dilute this little bit of blood, the new humans won't be any different."

Athena naturally understood her concerns and explained softly.

"As for why I am so persistent about this, just think of me as wanting to give humans a possibility."

Although Eros has many flaws, such as being lustful, deceitful, self-boasting, and extremely selfish.

But when Athena knew the ins and outs of these things, she knew his courage in facing the giant snake.

Knowing his arrogance in challenging Poseidon for Amphitrite, and his final attitude when he dared to stand in front of Typhon.

Athena was still deeply moved.

Of course, this didn't mean any strange feelings, Athena didn't have that idea.

It just means that for the admiration of Eros, these actions of his are enough to offset all his shortcomings.

Athena was able to appreciate Eros and bless and protect him, and keep an eye on him at all times.

Even though humans had not yet been born, Athena's special heroic hobby had already begun to take shape.

But Athena sighed imperceptibly.

The story of this hero whom I admired seemed to have ended.

　First, I will get something more important from Tartarus, then I will use Hera to practice and go to the underworld at sunrise.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)