Chapter 56 [Opening the Oracle]

Zeus stood on a high mountain cliff, and the wind blew over it with a strong blow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It can be said that Zeus is lonely, at least he thinks so now. Now he doesn't know how to lead the battle at all, and the loneliness of frustration hangs in his heart.

Although the prophecy said that the combined power of their brothers and sisters could defeat Kronos, but now they can't see a single hair of Kronos, so go and fight a fur?

And Hades, who sneaked into the hell of Tartarus, separated from the news that Atlas was going to war before, he hadn't used the spirit bird to send news for a long time, and now he doesn't know what Atlas is doing.

"Maybe I wasn't born to be a king."

Zeus muttered, then turned back, he just wanted to be quiet, now he had to go back to the camp. When walking past those elves or ancient beasts, Zeus could always hear their low words without avoiding him: "Our brothers still sneaked away, some small monsters began to escape, and they shouldn't have listened to Eticas's advice to follow Zeus, and now..."

One elf spoke, and the other sighed, "Alas... Running away now is not the best strategy, the whole world has the eyes of Kronos, he has decided that the elves are enemies, if we do, I am afraid that we will die even worse. In my opinion, it's better to stay here, maybe the situation can be reversed, and if not, you can survive if you surrender instead of running all day!"

These words, as if they were deliberately said to Zeus, in order to let Zeus surrender directly, so that his life can be saved, and he doesn't think Kronos will kill them all, after all, it's a surrender!

Seriously, Zeus didn't get angry, really, after hearing these words, he only felt a burst of helplessness, and he also considered whether to surrender? After all, there might be many warriors who would follow him to destroy.

However, this thought is fleeting, no matter what, resolutely do not fall!

Shaking his head, Zeus stepped into the tent, ate some food with Poseidon and the girls, and returned to where he was staying. Zeus didn't let a few women accompany him, and when he was in a bad mood, he was not interested in playing, and during this time, he was always in a bad mood.

Lying on the C couch, Zeus tossed and turned and still couldn't sleep, so he got up and looked out the window. The gentle moonlight flowed down the window edge and spread all over the ground, and the whole earth still heard a rumbling sound from time to time, which did not match this euphemistic and beautiful moonlit night.

The rumbling sound indicated that a battle was taking place somewhere, and it was not known that Atlas's men had met the soldiers of Kronos again, but it was not his Zeus warriors, who had been hiding here for less than three days.

Zeus put on his white boots, walked to the door and opened it, and the cold wind immediately howled in, so he closed the door again. After a moment of silence, he leaned on his side and looked at the moonlight on the ground.

Closing his eyes and opening his eyes, opening his eyes and closing his eyes, Zeus simply got up and pushed the quilt aside, and finally a scroll appeared in his hand, which was the oracle of Caia.

Zeus faintly pulled out a mockery on his lips, he had crossed over, and he didn't even dare to look at an oracle, so hesitant, did he really want to listen to Caia's words completely, and wait until he became the bastard lord god?

But this throne seems to be so far away that it is not a matter of saying.

Thinking in his heart, Zeus calmed down, then turned the nail and slowly opened the scroll. A magnificent aura swept over the face, and the whole scroll was filled with inviolable sacredness, as if it were printed with irreversible prophecy.

When the scroll was fully opened, the parchment-like paper disappeared and floated out in Zeus's hand, and in mid-air, as if condensed by light, two lines of words appeared:

"If the god-king is united with the wise goddess Metis

then the children born of the goddess will overthrow her."

Unexpectedly, Gaia's oracle turned out to be this, Zeus was stunned there, and he was still holding the scroll in his hand.

His mind was racing:

Metis, it goes without saying that he and he have been united, but this is the oracle of Gaia?

The god king has not yet become a god king, even if he can become a god king, but he will be overthrown by his own children in the future, and continue to evolve into a fate like Kronos?

Why don't you get rid of this trouble before you become a god king?

Yes, that's right!

But for Metis, how can he bear to be hurt?

Regardless of that, perhaps if this oracle is broken, the situation of the battle will change a little!

Unconsciously, Zeus's heart suddenly had two voices shouting and arguing, which made him have a splitting headache, but his body still didn't move, and his face looked extremely painful.

He suddenly jumped up from the C., ran out of the room, and melted into the night.

The moonlight spread sadly on the empty grass, and a figure with his head in his hands and his head looked up at the night sky, he was Zeus, his silver hair scattered and flew in all directions, like silver ripples in the moonlight.

Zeus's mind was in turmoil, he held his head fiercely, knelt on his knees, and shouted angrily at the inky sky: "Who are you?!!"

In his head, there were two voices arguing all the time, one violent but steady, saying, "Get rid of Metis, get rid of Metis, swallow her in your mouth or kill her!"

And a slightly gentle voice said, "You can't do this, Metis is your woman, and she has helped you, how can you bear it? Maybe the oracle has another way to crack it!"

"Hahaha! Caia is your grandmother, and you can still have a way to crack her oracle? Listen to me, get rid of Metis to prevent future troubles!"

"You can't do that.... You can't do that...."

"Don't listen to him!"

Zeus's head seemed to explode, his eyes were red and bloodshot, eight years of war and eight years of continuous defeat, the flight of his subordinates, the aimless command of the battle, the conceit, the collapse of confidence, and the repression that had been withheld for many years seemed to explode at once. ．

He held his head and roared angrily: "Get out!"

The wind suddenly swept up the fallen leaves, danced around him, and then was blown away by the cold wind, and Zeus's robe fluttered and melted, and then he fell straight backwards.

Suddenly, in the foggy darkness, a figure slowly appeared, dressed in a pure black gown with a lustrous glow, and walked towards Zeus with gentle steps.

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