Like him was Hercules, who was walking to the temple.

He was in Olympus when it was slowly rising, and did not rise with the mountain.

Mount Olympus fell very quickly, and when it recovered, it was also very fast.

Divine power is so powerful that it can move mountains and seas, and even directly create a world.

The gods are theoretically immortal and will only go into eternal sleep.

In a sense, they are the tentacles of the world that extend out and interfere with the world.

When the world needs the gods again, they will awaken again.

What Hercules knew, though, was that this didn't mean that the age of the gods was back.

He took a deep breath, sorted out some of the chaotic thoughts at the moment, and slowly walked towards the temple.

Huge stone pillars surround the temple, each carved with intricate motifs, ranging from hovering dragons and snakes to flying eagles, as if telling legends from ancient Greek mythology.

The surface of the stone pillar has been baptized by the years, and it looks vicissitudes and solemn, and every trace seems to tell the long river of history.

The roof of the temple, paved with golden tiles, shimmered in the sunlight, as if to clothe the sacred building with a golden coat.

It is surrounded by lush forests and clear streams. The trees in the forest are tall and straight, with lush foliage, providing a cool shade for the temple. The stream meanders through it, and the sound of the water adds a bit of tranquility and harmony to this sacred place.

Hercules entered the temple, and everything was rendered solemn and sacred.

The huge dome seems to be carved from the purest sapphires, and the sunlight shines through it, casting dappled light and shadow. The surrounding walls are intricately carved with mythological motifs, telling the legends of the ancient Greek gods.

The floor of the temple is paved with patterns made of precious gemstones, each of which sparkles with a unique light that seems to tell its own story.

The air is filled with a faint scent of flowers and herbs beloved by the gods in the temple, which intertwine to create an enchanting atmosphere.

Of course, Olympus is still in its infancy, and it has not yet regained its former prosperity.

In the past, there were many gods and narcissus walking in Mount Olympus.

Obviously, they are not immortal like the gods.

He continued to walk slowly on, entering the throne room.

When Char entered the throne room, he saw a gray scene, the throne was covered with dust and fallen leaves, and even vines had spread in.

But now, the thrones of the twelve gods are lined up, each beautifully carved and inlaid with various gems and metal decorations that sparkle with dazzling brilliance.

The gods sat on their thrones, their faces, postures, and costumes imbued with divinity and majesty, as if they were a perfect combination of the spiritual power of nature and man. Their eyes are deep and wise, as if they can see all things in the world.

They were tall, even taller than Hercules, about four meters.

Sitting on the throne in the center is naturally Zeus, the king of all beings.

When Hercules saw Him for the last time, He was very weak, with gray hair and beard, little muscle on his body, and a thin old man.

But at this moment, he looked to be only forty or fifty years old, his hair and beard were also black, and his bare half of his body was strong and powerful, and his strong chest muscles were like statues.

Sitting on the right side of Zeus was Hera, who was as beautiful as ever, with long hair flowing down his shoulders like a waterfall. Wearing a gorgeous robe and holding a golden scepter, she shows the demeanor of a mother.

The rest of the gods also sat on their thrones, and their images were distinctive, some majestic, some kind, some heroic, some wise, and some beautiful and incomprehensible.

The temple was filled with a divine aura, and the air seemed to be filled with the scent of flowers and gods. Sunlight shines through the dome of the temple, casting the figures of the gods on the ground, forming mysterious and solemn patterns.

In the center of the hall is a huge brazier, where Prometheus is said to have stolen the flame, which had been extinguished when Char had been here in the past, but it was burning brightly.

Semele was also on one of the thrones, and as one of the twelve main gods, he would naturally be here.

Of course, now he should be called the god of wine—Dionysus,

Seeing the arrival of Hercules, Zeus's eyes lit up, and he raised his head slightly.

"Hercules, you have done a good job in the garrison of Mount Olympus.

Although it was damaged, the whole of Olympus is still very well preserved, which saved us a lot of time to repair.

The gods are resurrected, and the gods are coming.

With the end of this god war, Olympus may have an additional main god. ”

Divine warfare, in layman's terms, is a war between gods of different god systems.

In this way, the gods ruled on their own divine realm and the places covered by their faith, and at the same time prescribed divine authority.

At the beginning of the Divine Generation, the Divine War lasted for thousands of years.

At that time, there were more gods than there are now, but many of them have been seized of divine power and the godhead has come to an end.

Although the gods are immortal and immortal, but if they are deprived of their divine power and godhead, then they are not considered gods.

The number of main gods is limited due to the territorial limit of the god domain.

So obviously, Zeus intends to lay down a larger territory in this divine war.

"When you're young, your ambition is back." Hercules spoke slowly.

Zeus slowly grinned and showed a slightly arrogant smile.

"To be honest, the day Olympus crashed, we never thought we'd ever come back.

And this time, we're not just back."

Zeus slowly raised his hand, his eyes glowing with excitement.

"We have also regained our youth, which is simply the favor of fate!"

Although they are gods, theoretically the magic of this era has just been revived, so it should be impossible for these gods to recover so quickly.

And now they are not only revived, but even rejuvenated, which is incredible.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the favor of fate.

Hercules was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke, "Once the divine war starts, the humans on the ground are estimated to be dead." ”

The impact of Tiamat's battle with the gods outside of space on Earth alone is so great.

Once the Divine War begins, everything on this Earth will be beaten back to its original state.

"When the God War is over, just create another batch." Poseidon, who was beside Zeus, said disapprerovingly.

Hercules seemed to be about to say something, but the gods seated on the throne seemed to sense something and looked behind Hercules.

There, endless divine light flickered, and three graceful figures gradually appeared on this temple. (End of chapter)