The Great Living Buddha was right. If this was some earth-shattering conspiracy, then preventing Zeus's resurrection really was the simplest and most effective solution.
As long as Zeus could be kept from reviving, those people on Mount Olympus would be thrown into disarray.
After all, without Zeus joining them, they would gain nothing from making a move against Great Xia.
Hera simply could not possess the same power as Zeus.
But we knew very little about them. We had no idea where they intended to resurrect Zeus, exactly where on Fourth Peak the location was, or what kind of sacrifice they required.
And now we knew that, including Hera, they had actually sent five chief gods and more than thirty lesser gods. Although we could gather many people in a short time, our combat strength still fell short of theirs.
A battle on this level could not be decided simply by having more people.
I dared say that when those chief gods faced ordinary people, one of them alone could make hundreds or thousands collapse in an instant.
So we needed fighting strength.
Erha said timidly, "How about I go back and invite the Bodhisattva here?"
The Great Living Buddha smiled. "How could we trouble Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva himself? Besides, if we truly had to alarm Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, it would probably mean Great Xia's very foundation had already been shaken. The situation may look dangerous now, but it should still be within our ability to handle."
Clearly, although the Great Living Buddha took this matter seriously, he also believed it had not yet reached the point where those veteran deities needed to act.
The Great Living Buddha said he could handle two of the chief gods, and he even said I could handle at least two myself. I had no idea