Just as Yota took Apollo and the other two into Dark Space and all the gods awakened, Athena flew to Yota's side, facing the gods alongside him.
"My daughter, is this the strongest warrior you have nurtured?" The tall, imposing deity glanced at Athena and asked.
Athena looked at Zeus. "Father, Yota is not merely a Saint I nurtured."
"I do not know why he is so powerful, but you have crossed the line, my daughter!" Zeus said. "Humans cannot possess such great power!"
Yota rolled his eyes and bluntly interrupted their conversation. "Say, your Pops is pretty arrogant. Has he never been beaten up before?"
Athena's mouth opened slightly, her expression seeming as though she wanted to laugh but was forcing herself to hold it in.
As for the deity who was presumably Zeus, he was truly thunderously enraged at that moment—the sky above all of Olympus had already been engulfed by lightning and dark clouds!
"Human, do not think that capturing Apollo and the other three as hostages means you can act without restraint. The power of gods is beyond anything you can imagine!"
With a boom, Zeus, his face full of majesty, was suddenly slapped into the ground by Yota, who had appeared behind him.
"Is that so? I'd really like to test that. Let's see just how terrifying the power of gods really is!"
Yota wore a smile on his face, but the force in his hand did not lessen in the slightest. Although Zeus struggled desperately and unleashed countless powerful bolts of lightning, he was still pinned firmly to the ground.
The earth could not bear the struggles of a god at Zeus's level, but Yota slightly used the Chakra within his body to reinforce the ground, making it impossible for Zeus to break free