Greek Mythology: I Opened A Treasure Chest At Olympus

"Athena, even at this point, I am still the king of the gods, and no one can kill me!

Staring at the bright spear piercing high, Zeus screamed vigorously, and the majestic lightning flashed violently.

boom!

The thick thunder struck Athena's spear, and it crashed like a flood.

The goddess of wisdom sneered at the corner of her mouth.

"This kind of lightning is far worse than before!

Is it the heart that has already admitted defeat that has weakened your divine power?

The bright spear was like a rainbow, piercing sharply from the hand of the tall, heroic and bright-eyed girl.

With a swipe, the lightning intertwined in front of Zeus was pierced by spear light.

Bright eyes filled with profound wisdom, step by step approaching the former king of the gods.

Zeus lowered his head, his face full of unwillingness.

When has he been reduced to this point?

In this daughter, I felt the oppression of death.

Grinning his teeth, he struggled to control thousands of lightning bolts to meet Athena.

"It's not enough to avenge your mother and brother, my daughter!"

Lightning roars, thunder rages.

Zeus will push his divine power to the extreme that he can reach.

The violent lightning that symbolizes the wrath of the god-king, the thunderbolt strikes the 400 spear.

But despite the roars of lightning, the bright spears remained motionless, covered by splendid brilliance.

Steadily pierced through the void and pierced Zeus' chest.

laugh!

The former king of the gods fell to the ground after coughing up blood.

Looking at him in a state of embarrassment, Athena didn't seem to have much to say.

Bright eyes as cold as cold stars:

"The new divine court will be kicked off by the fall of the old culprit.

Zeus, follow me back to Olympus to be judged.

Her breath is surging, and her whole body flashes with images of wisdom, war, textiles, art, and navigation, interweaving the illusory and real picture of civilization, and vaguely condenses a prototype of the root.

The powerful majesty firmly locked the embarrassed figure of Zeus, making the former king of the gods kneel.

"No...not possible!

Zeus roared frantically, and bright lightning flashed everywhere, but it was difficult to tear apart the thick scroll of civilization.

Athena, who has gone through the chaos of the Mother Earth and returned to her past memories, has almost surpassed the extreme of the Lord God today and touched the original realm.

In the repeated failures, the past god king who has long lost (dbee) his determination in the past is powerless to fight against this former daughter.

Just when Athena was about to take him down, a sturdy brown-haired figure suddenly appeared on the periphery of the battle.

"Hercules?" Zeus recognized the son.

At the same time, surprise appeared on his face.

He can feel that his son seems to be bursting with powerful power, which may be the turning point of his own life today.

Athena also noticed the brown-haired youth who suddenly appeared, and her delicate brows were slightly furrowed.

Hercules' eyes flashed a strange red light as he walked into the two of them step by step.

His movements were so fast that even Athena couldn't react.

In the blink of an eye, he had come to Zeus.

"Stop!" Athena shouted, feeling that something was wrong.

But Zeus shouted excitedly: "Quick, take me out of this..."

Before he finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly solidified.

A tall and sturdy youth with short brown hair came to him.

Eyes filled with strange red light locked onto his chest without emotion, and stuck out his palm.

A half golden, half bright red heart was dug out beating.

bloody.

Zeus opened his mouth wide, he didn't understand why his heart could be taken out so easily with his own strength.

I don't even understand why he would do this?

It wasn't until he fell down that he could clearly see the strange red light in the other's eyes, and then he muttered:

"The backlash of fate has finally come true..."

After the hoarse voice, the king of the gods who once ruled the whole world fell forever.

At the moment of Zeus's death.

At the end of the world, the giant red net that enveloped thousands of sentient beings trembled violently.

The crimson silk threads that wrap around the world and compose the fate of all things, buzz like strings played by skilled musicians.

At the end of them, an ancient and terrifying slender figure who had been sleeping for endless years, awakened unstoppably.

In the Temple of the Goddess of Fate.

The three goddesses of fate who had been weaving spinning wheels for a long time stopped their work.

Half sigh, half relief, staring at the vast world:

"The day has finally come.

Zeus, we have long warned you that those who try to play with fate will eventually suffer the backlash of fate.

Under the low voice, the three goddesses of fate disappeared in this mysterious temple.

In the valley where Zeus died, Hercules held the still beating heart in one hand and walked away quickly, the red light in his eyes was extremely gorgeous.

Watching him leave, Athena's face was a little solemn.

Sensing the changes in the world, she couldn't help but whisper:

"My esteemed God King, the world is not peaceful again, but I believe that you can suppress everything.

On the top of Mount Olympus, Apollo suddenly opened his golden eyes, and when he overlooked the boundless earth, he instantly appeared on a gray mountain.

At the highest point of the mountain, a beautiful and mysterious woman with a black box in her hand watched his arrival with a faint smile.

"We really have a very common language. The other you are in the other me, and you and I are here."

Apollo's golden eyes shrank suddenly:

"So you are Nyx, or... Ananke?"

Pandora smiled: "This is not something to be surprised by, I said a long time ago that the relationship between me, her, and destiny is extremely close.

She looked into the distance.

Hercules came to her with that beating heart.

Pandora gently took the heart.

At this time, a huge earthquake broke out in the sky.

In the vast and clear sky, a crimson figure roared out.

He has a pair of illusory eyes that do not contain any emotion and are cold and ruthless.

The dense red silk threads permeated from his slender and straight body, dyeing the clear sky into an orange red at dusk.

The heavy fantasy twilight pressed firmly to the ground.

The whole world is dead silent.

Fate Moros, a forbidden name.

He slowly opened his emotionless eyes, and his gaze glared at the gray mountain below.

"It's finally here." Pandora looked indifferent and suddenly raised the black box in her hand.

Under Apollo's watch, she opened it.