Mount Olympus, inside the palace of the Queen of God.

"Smack-"

On Mount Olympus, in the golden hall, beautifully shaped crystal vessels were smashed to the ground.

The golden crown shook, Hera's chest swelled violently, and the air around her twisted and twisted with the force she unleashed unconsciously.

As a diva who shared divine power with the god-king, Hera thought she would be the most honorable goddess in the world. Especially after learning the mystery of faith, she believes that she can become the eternal master of the gods with Zeus, rather than retire like the previous two generations of god kings.

But now, she felt that her previous idea was ridiculous.

The God-King never broke his promise, and he did share everything he had with Hera, but he would never die of words, as he does now.

The theocracy of fertility tells the Queen of Heaven that another god in this world is being conceived. And because of her relationship with the new god's parents, Hera felt this very clearly.

Because the source of the new god's bloodline, one is her husband, and the other is her sister.

Hera thought that she had proved her generosity by tolerating the three goddesses of Eurynomus and Mihui, and even ignoring the weak goddess Leto, but it was clear that the god-king felt that she could be a little more generous.

So he approached Demeter, and this was precisely what Hera could not tolerate. Whether it is Leto or Eurynome, their weak priesthood dooms them to be no threat, but Demeter, who is now called the goddess of agriculture by humans, is different.

Even though she knew that Zeus's contract to share divine power with her was unbreakable, the queen still felt a wave of panic.

"Zeus, you promised—"

"-What is this?!"

Suddenly, when she was still venting her anger in the future, her fertility laws shook violently.

Accompanied by a pain in her abdomen, almost the next moment, Hera realized what the problem was.

Fertility is not without a price, and as one of the most special types of authority, it can influence the birth of new gods on the one hand, giving them stronger or weaker powers. But there is also an inescapable responsibility.

Just as Mother Earth gave birth to three ancient gods alone, now it's her turn.

It would have taken a long time, maybe hundreds, maybe thousands of years, but because of her anger and resentment at the moment, this fate came ahead of schedule.

Her expression was a little uncertain, and Hera could feel that a life was born in her womb under the influence of the law of fertility and the authority of the queen of heaven. And because of her mood that had just fluctuated, the embryo was still slightly affected, even though she immediately noticed it.

She didn't know if the effect was good or bad, but Hera felt she had to prepare for it.

Gaia's eldest son for her Heavenly Father was the ocean god, and Rhea's eldest daughter for Cronus was Hestia. Although this is a child conceived by herself, Hera will not admit his existence if his existence is disgraceful to the queen.

I have to say that at this point, Zeus is still very accurate in seeing people, and he successfully chose a god who regards himself more than his children.

"Aglaia."

The voice of the Queen of Heaven reached the outside of the temple, and soon, the youngest of the three goddesses of Meihui entered the palace.

As the daughter of the god king who was born before Hera became the queen of heaven, in order to show her generosity, Hera took the three goddesses of beauty with her, and also treated the goddess of the ocean Eurynom and Mo Duo with courtesy. Therefore, they are obviously rivals in love, but Hera feels that Eurynomer and her are daughters who can be trusted to some extent.

Although only a little.

"Your Majesty, you called me?"

With a slight bow, Aglaia noticed the broken vessel on the ground. Obviously, the mood before the queen is definitely not good.

"Aglaia, as the mistress of Mount Olympus, the queen recognized by the laws of the world, I have just been granted a responsibility by the world."

"I will respond to the world's favor by giving birth to a god alone, like the former Mother Earth."

Lowering her head, Aglaia was silent.

"I'll give birth to him as soon as possible, and if everything goes as usual, he'll be my eldest son, a member of Olympus, but if something happens—"

"Then he is not my child, you have to find him a qualified 'family'. I want you to secretly choose a place in advance, and then report it to me, do you understand what I mean? ”

Aglaia, of course, understood what Hera meant. Obviously, the diva in charge of childbirth probably sensed that something was wrong, and the other party didn't want her first child to be flawed in any sense.

In this case, the ocean that was promised by the god king himself was a very suitable place. And the queen probably didn't believe that her brother could handle this matter, so she chose to leave it to Aglaia's mother, the goddess of the ocean, Eurynom, to solve the problem.

But most importantly, Hera probably wanted to hide all this from the God-King.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Although she didn't want to get involved in this matter in her heart, as the youngest and smartest of the three goddesses of Meihui, Aglaia knew that she could only agree.

However, considering the vague jealousy of the Olympian gods towards the ocean gods, Aglaia felt that perhaps the aunt's family, which she married far away, would be more suitable to take over this 'heavy responsibility'.

Anyway, it is impossible to get close to Poseidon in the favor of the god king, so if you do something for the queen of heaven, they will not refuse.

"Very well, then you can get out."

Nodding with satisfaction, Hera didn't know that in a short time, Aglaia had already thought of a solution, she just motioned for the other party to step back.

When she was the only one left in the palace, looking at the empty palace, anger once again involuntarily surged into the heart of the queen of heaven.

Her sister, Demeter, Hera thought that the other party had no quarrel with the world, but she didn't expect the other party to betray her.

As for Zeus, Hera knew that although the other party's inability to control himself was the root cause of all problems, there was nothing she could do about him.

"Phew—calm down."

"And this kid, who was also influencing me just now?"

Struggling to calm her mind, Hera discovers that perhaps because of the negative emotions she has integrated into the embryo, the newborn god seems to have some kind of closer connection directly with her.

This gave Hera glimpse of what it seemed that he would have in the future with divine power related to the earth and fire.

"It shouldn't be very weak."

Unconsciously relieved, if you can give birth to a normal, powerful god, then it is naturally the best.

can feel this connection, and the queen can't help but think of the origin of her negative emotions.

A husband, a sister, and a child on the horizon.

"Zeus, this is better the last time."

With a cold expression, Hera secretly made a decision.

"If only there was a next time."

She really can't help the god king, but she's just a god king. If she can't stop her husband, then she will tell all the goddesses with practical actions that no one can take her Hera's things.

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After changing his clothes and grooming his appearance at Evans's house, Cohen finally stopped looking like a savage.

Although his temperament was still incompatible with Jumu Town, the pedestrians on the road no longer looked at him with strange eyes. Relying on his extraordinary control and hearing, Cohen quickly learned the accent of a bronze human.

At this time, walking on the road and listening to the communication of human beings around him, Cohen gradually learned some about the history of thousands of years.

The king of the gods is no longer the one he used to be, and with the fall of the sacred mountain, it is Zeus, the god king, who now rules the world.

Humans have also been wiped out twice, and according to them, the second generation of silver humans also had a long lifespan, but because they did not respect the gods, they lost the protection of the gods and became extinct in the interval of the Titan War.

Cohen doesn't comment on that. He hadn't seen the Silver Humans, and he didn't know if they were god-worshipping, but what he did know was that if god-worshipping could be sheltered, he wouldn't be here now.

And what struck him as strange was that although the humans here claimed to be believers in the gods, their understanding of the gods was not similar to that of the Golden Age. In the description of the bronze humans, the gods do not seem to be omnipotent, perfect, but merely beings who have mastered great power.

Even according to their different powers, people also graded the importance of the gods.

In addition to this, in front of the shrine dedicated to the gods, there are priests who tell the story of the greatness of the different gods and the benefits that can be obtained by believing in the gods.

Yes, they call it a 'blessing,' but Cohen thinks it's a swap.

Humans offer sacrifices, gods bestow blessings, and bronze humans think it's normal, but Cohen finds it strange to look at it.

"Perhaps, this is the real 'God'?"

"Perhaps what we once understood as God is indeed different from the truth."

Pondering silently, Cohen felt as if he had found the answer. But looking at those tall temples and prostrating human beings, he couldn't help but think of the dream that changed his fate again.

It's also funny to say, thousands of years later, he still doesn't know which god the so-called 'Lord' is in the mouth of the self-proclaimed 'angel'.

The other party seemed to be just in the mood, casually sprinkled some food on the ants under his feet, and then forgot about his existence. Don't let him build a temple, not even a name has been left.

This frustrated Cohen a little, but now, it has become the backbone of his old beliefs.

Everything he saw in the ruins made the king suspicious of God, but if he completely denied his beliefs in the past thousands of years, and denied the beliefs that the golden humans insisted on, it would be a little unacceptable to him. Fortunately, Cohen found that there seemed to be a difference between these gods.

Now, he wanted to know why the same gods, the former Titan gods, the current Olympian gods, and the gods whose names he didn't know were so different.

His intuition told him that the reason behind this might be the answer he had been looking for.

"Brother Coen, why are you distracted again?"

In thought, Evans' voice instantly snapped Cohen's attention.

"I'm sorry, but the place where I used to live is a bit different from here."

Coming back to his senses, Cohen smiled apologetically at Evans, his face a little unnatural.

There is no way, even for the sake of self-preservation, concealing the origin from others is still a bit against the code of conduct of the king of people in the past.

"It's normal to have a difference, Jumu Town is close to the forest, there is a lack of stones, except for the temple, there are basically no stone buildings, and it is normal for you to think it is novel."

"You can stay in town for a while if you're not in a hurry to go back, but for now, we're here."

Nodding knowingly, Evans motioned for Cohen to look at a crowded spot ahead.

"Remember what I told you before?"

"You mean, the 'unbelievers'?"

It only took a moment of thought for Cohen to hear what Evans had told him before.

It seems that there are some unbelievers in Giant Wood who are unwilling to sacrifice to the gods anymore, which undoubtedly angers the priests in charge of the temple. Today, the priests will announce the results of their disposition in front of the people.

"That's right, it's them." Nodding, Evans showed an interested expression: "In front of the temple of the god-king, the sacrifice of the god of justice and law will be decided in public today. ”

"Of course, the Creator once said that the revered goddess always listened to both sides before making a fair judgment when deciding right and wrong in the divine court, so the priests were prepared to give the unbelievers a chance to speak, and then find their loopholes in public and criticize them."

"Speaking of which, I've been curious for a long time about what they can say."

(End of chapter)