The god king gave birth to a child, and no matter what kind of mentality he had, the gods sent people to send congratulatory gifts.

The essence and gems of the sea, the star cores left behind after the shattering of the celestial bodies, and the special deposits bred in the underworld, some of which were sent by the gods themselves, and some were sent by the Nymphs on their behalf, in short, they were all transported to the sacred mountain and turned into the collection of the god king.

For the gods, though, these gadgets just seem useful. They contain a strong aura of energy, but the gods don't know how to use them.

In other words, even if you understand it, there is no need to use it. In the face of divine power, some weak energy is really not seen.

On Mount Odils, the messenger of the gods looked at the god-king and the god-queen who were in harmony as usual, and they didn't know if they were disappointed in their hearts. And the arrival of Mo Anda, the waiter of the Earth Mother, made the banquet even more lively.

Before, Mother Earth's attitude had been a mystery, but now it was clear that, at least on the surface, Gaia had no intention of becoming an enemy of the God-King.

"Your Majesty, I have come to congratulate the two goddesses on the birth of the two goddesses, in accordance with the orders of the Mother of the Gods."

Standing in the center of the main hall, under the gaze of many gods, Mo Anda said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Welcome, messenger of Mother Earth." Nodding, Kronos smiled and said, "Please take a seat, today, I allow you to gather with the gods." ”

The other mortals who had come to congratulate the gods were invited to the side hall, but Moanda, as the messenger of the Earth Mother, brought the information that Kronos wanted, which was enough for him to make an exception.

As for the God-King's words, although some gods were dissatisfied and thought that the Nymphs were not qualified to sit with the gods, they remained silent because of the God-King and the Earth Mother, the two most powerful beings in the world.

"Thank you for your courtesy, Your Majesty. But before that, I have a gift to offer to the devened goddess, the master of the departed time, as a greeting to Mother Earth. ”

With a slight bow, after receiving permission, Moanda stretched out his hand. The eyes of the gods were drawn to it, for they saw something familiar and strange.

Familiar, because many of them have seen it. Strange because they never had it.

The fruit, which contained pure life force, made them feel a heartfelt desire, and it was one of the few treasures that could help the gods quickly accumulate divine power and repair losses.

"Golden apples?"

Undoubtedly, Rhea recognized it as well. With some surprise, the Queen of God personally walked up and took over the legendary artifact. No one cares about her faux pas, because the golden apple does have this charm.

As the first creature in the world, the sacred tree that grew out of the seed of all things, the fruit of the golden apple tree is to a certain extent the manifestation of the law of life.

If the Golden Apple Tree had wisdom, then the [Vial of Life] probably wouldn't have become an artifact that belonged to Gaia. Because compared to Mother Earth, the seed of all things is an existence that coexists with the vase.

"Yes, you have a child, so Mother Earth asked me to send this treasure."

Smiling slightly, Moanda offered the golden apple with both hands.

If it weren't for the fact that it had no effect on the power of the Great Divine Force, Gaia would not have given away such a precious thing.

But since it is useless to itself, it is just an ordinary treasure. Over the years, the golden apple tree has borne fruit more than once, and this one is just one of them.

"Please convey my gratitude to Mother Earth."

Some excitement, but more shame. The queen of gods thought that after her daughter shared the power of the earth mother, she would never give herself a good look.

But what I didn't expect was that the Earth Mother not only didn't care, but also gave a golden apple as a gift.

As long as you take it, the vitality damaged by giving birth to a child will be replenished, and even the divine power will increase. But Rhea intends to leave it behind, this precious treasure should not be used lightly, and it is also a testimony to the reconciliation between Mother Earth and the God King.

"I will."

After respectfully returning the salute, Moanda came to the long table belonging to the gods under the guidance of the queen of the gods. Rhea had intended to let her sit next to her, but she refused.

"It's already my honor to sit with the gods, so how dare I sit beside you and let the gods be under me?"

Faced with Moanda's refusal, Rhea had no choice but to agree. After all, among the gods present, there were indeed many who thought so.

So she let go of her hand and watched as the nymph walked to the end of the long table, seated beside Iapetus, the god of speech, and his second son, Epimetheus, the dull awakener.

The weakest original Titan was also a bit of a surprise, but welcomed it anyway. The place next to him belonged to his wife, Cleomene, the goddess of fame, but in such an occasion where the gods gathered, Cleomene never liked to be with him.

Because the more this time, the more the goddess of fame realizes how weak her husband is, so that he has no status among the gods, which is undoubtedly incompatible with [fame].

When Moanda found his seat, the last messenger of the powerful god arrived, and the feast began. The god-king thanked the visitors from the throne, and then, as usual, the Nymphs sang in the temple, and occasionally some gods and goddesses walked out of the temple together.

The gods were not surprised by this. Although the atmosphere among the gods is not as open as that of Olympus, there are a few gods who have begun to abandon the fine traditions that have been in place since the Father and the Earth.

Some gods don't see this very well, but more often than not. After all, the gods at this time did not have the morality of the afterlife, and they did not do it in the past, just because they did not want to.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed. The gods in the main hall have left and new additions. When the god king and the god queen also left, Mo Anda held back the attachment in his heart to this place, and turned to look at the gods on the side.

It's time for her to get down to business. It was the first time she had attended the gods' banquet as a guest rather than a waiter, and she enjoyed the feeling, but unfortunately she knew that there would probably not be a second time.

"His Highness Iapetos."

With a slight bluble on her cheeks, Moanda noticed that the wife of the god of speech, the goddess of fame, Cleomene, was gone.

Although I don't know where she went, she is obviously no longer in the main hall.

"As an ancient god of the Titans, you are really low-key."

In a soft tone, Moanda tried her best to look like a normal nymph fairy who longed for the true god.

"Hehe, Mother Earth's attendant, that's not what I want. It's just that compared to my brothers, I don't have the power of their gods. ”

Shaking his head, Iapetus smiled helplessly.

Ever since the creation of the human race, he has often lived with his two children with the golden humans.

Prometheus was interested in the art of anthropology from the master of the spirit world, and he learned these things and made some new tricks. He enjoyed the process, and for him, teaching mortals knowledge was a joy in itself.

Epimetheus, by contrast, was much more silent. He often sat on the sidelines and looked at his brother silently. He doesn't express an opinion, just dumbfounded like a puppet, very different from Prometheus' intelligence.

But if he was told to do something, Epimetheus could often do it well. Therefore, the god of speech does not disdain his two sons as the god of foolishness, as other gods do. He prefers to call him an 'after-awakener', because Epimetheus doesn't seem to like to create and think, but only to learn and execute.

"And Atlas, I can't imagine how Clymene and I could have given birth to such a powerful god."

sighed in his heart, compared to his first two sons, the third son of the God of Speech has never been very close to him. Atlas, the god of power, like his priesthood, is the only power that can make him feel respected, and this is precisely what Iapetus does not have.

In Atlas's eyes, he himself is a second-generation Titan who has high hopes from the God King, with powerful divine powers, while his father Iapetus is simply ashamed of the title of the original Titan. Therefore, he never stayed with his father and brothers.

"No matter what, you are a powerful true god."

The thought was only for a moment, and when the god of speech came to his senses, the beautiful fairy opposite him was raising his wine glass, smiling and praising him.

"I am left with the identity of a true god."

Shaking his head, despite his self-deprecation, the god of speech was still pleased. In the past, few beings praised him so much except the humans of the earth. In this way, he chatted with the Nymph Fairy who served the Earth Mother, and the guests who were invited to the banquet by the God King.

Because of his weakness, the relationship between Iapetus and his niece and his wife, the goddess of fame, Cleomene, became more and more estranged. Influenced by the priesthood, Cleomene did not like to keep a low profile and be silent, and the god of speech used to quarrel with her many times.

But now, he felt that the Nymph in front of him knew his mind very well, and could speak to his heart with every word.

I don't know how long it took, until the two of them left the temple together, and Epimetheus, who was beside him, picked up the glass and poured himself a glass of wine.

He drank alone for a moment, then turned to look at Prometheus to the side.

"Brother."

"Huh?"

Stopped by Epimetheus, Prometheus turned around in confusion.

Usually his brother rarely spoke, so when he spoke, the seer would always listen to what he had to say.

Although most of the time, Epimetheus always said strange things and asked unnecessary questions. But just listening, he was willing to do it.

"If you encounter something, turning a blind eye can avoid disaster, but it will make you worry about the existence that you value; Not only is the result unknown, but you're bound to pay a price, so will you do it? ”

Seeing his brother turn around, Epimetus asked seriously.

"Probably, with my ability, I can always think of a solution to a problem."

Although he didn't know why his brother suddenly asked this, Prometheus replied anyway.

He has always been inferior to his own ingenuity, and although he is inferior in strength, he believes that superior wisdom will also earn him a place in the future.

"Yes," nodded Epimetheus, thoughtfully, "but I won't." ”

"My abilities are limited, and I know that there are many things in this world that cannot be changed by my strength. Since you can't change it, it's better to be a bystander. ”

"It's okay, you still have me."

Although he didn't know how his brother suddenly thought about such a question, Prometheus comforted him.

"There is no problem in this world where there is no solution, and if there is, it is just that the right way has not been found. Even the legendary fate may not be unchangeable. ”

Maybe he heard it, maybe he didn't hear it, but Epimetheus was back to his former stupid form.

Now in this world, there are only two well-known destinies, the replacement of the god king, and the birth of the silver human.

Epimetheus felt that neither of these two questions could be changed by Prometheus' proud wisdom.

Open a group today, and the link can be seen at the end of the chapter and the introduction.

(End of chapter)