Help You Pick a Good Spot in Prison

"You don't think my husband would make the same mistake as Cronus, do you?"

Metis glanced at Samael in surprise and couldn't help but sneer.

"Little ones, after this incident, you can't even get into Mount Olympus? You think you can help me right under Zeus's nose?"

Samael's smile widened, and his voice was low.

"I have no interest in going to Mount Olympus to walk into a trap, and I would never let Themis take such a risk. I also do not trust the magnanimity of that King of Gods."

"But what if it were here?"

The Goddess of Wisdom froze, then looked up in a daze.

You mean...

The ancient serpent's lips parted in a smirk as it gazed intently at Metis's protruding belly.

"We can take the child out right here."

Then, Samael raised his hand and gently stroked the long blue hair hanging down to his side, and whispered something.

"Tina, do you remember what I asked you earlier? Can you make kushi?"

"Aa!"

The Young Goddess Form nodded, its eyes clear, and its emerald life force flickered with the rhythmic flapping of its wings.

Metis immediately felt that the surging life force originating from Tina was echoing the fetal movements within her body.

It is clear that the child growing in her womb is maturing and will soon be awakened.

The Mother of Hundred Beasts, the Origin Divine Power!

This extraordinary power is more than enough to bring about the birth of a child.

That is why Samael instructed Themis to pull the four of them under the barrier of the Starry Sky Court in preparation for Metis's childbirth.

Feeling the contractions in her abdomen and the increasingly strong life force within her body, the Goddess of Wisdom turned pale for a moment, biting her lower lip tightly, her expression complex and conflicted.

"Your Queen of Gods, this is your only chance if you want this child to live safely!"

"If you refuse, you can back out now."

Samael stared straight ahead, his tone solemn.

"Roar!"

At that moment, the starlight trembled slightly, and a furious roar came from the outside.

Themis gripped the sword hilt tightly, her expression changing slightly. A vast and solemn Order Divine Power spread out, and countless stars rose up, enveloping most of the marshland.

"It's the Hecatoncheires! He seems to have sensed the change in the nearby spatial structure and is heading this way!"

"A quarter of an hour! That's the absolute limit I can gain by shielding that behemoth's senses!"

"Metis, make a decision quickly, or it will be too late!"

The Goddess of Wisdom pressed her lips together, closed her eyes in anguish, and when she opened them again, they were filled with a resolute look as she gripped her foster mother's fair wrists tightly with both hands.

"Auntie, help me!"

Themis breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, while Samael, before the Goddess of Justice could speak, patted Tina on the back and nodded in acknowledgment.

Although the Mother Goddess's infant form was not fully aware of the situation, she was already aware of the urgency of the matter. Her little face tightened, and she stepped forward to gently stroke Metis's lower abdomen.

Instantly, a vibrant and surging life force poured into it, and Metis, who was about to give birth, began to experience regular contractions.

The goddess groaned, her face pale, her tightly clenched teeth having bitten her bloodless lips until they bled.

Themis immediately set the scales of the stars apart, hiding Metis and Tina within a sea of stars and clouds.

Samael, being the only male among them, decided to avoid any appearance of impropriety in public.

"Pain! She's absorbing my divine power..."

"Relax, relax, and adjust your mindset to the rhythm of the surrounding ether!"

"Auntie, am I going to die...?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! The next wave of Magic Tide is coming, push! Push!"

"It hurts too much, I don't want to give birth anymore..."

"Aaa..."

Within the starry sky and sea of clouds, the suppressed cries and painful groans of the goddess during childbirth echoed continuously, while the two midwives also encouraged and comforted the pregnant woman in their own ways.

Samael, who was faintly listening to the commotion, twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth.

He hadn't expected that this Goddess of Wisdom, after stripping away all pretense, also had a vulnerable and childlike side, just like any other woman in labor.

"Boom!"

Just as Samael was anxiously waiting outside, a violent tremor came from the east side of the Milky Way, and a series of booming sounds came from the sky, as if hundreds of fists were swinging and smashing.

Large swaths of starlight flickered and vanished, and the area they were in was also in grave danger, with the core barrier flickering erratically.

"Quick! The Hecatoncheires is coming!"

The ancient snake gritted its teeth and roared, warning the three people who were assisting with childbirth.

"Almost there! The baby has already emerged; all that's left is for it to separate its divinity from the mother's body!"

"Aa (That's it!)!"

A response came from within the Milky Way. After a moment of suppression, a clear sob echoed all around as the light swayed.

Meanwhile, two-thirds of the radiance of the Starry Sky Court had already been extinguished.

Amidst the turbulent ethereal currents, Samael could even vaguely make out the massive, rampaging outline that was hurtling towards him.

Moments later, the galaxy collapsed, Hecatoncheires, tens of meters tall, staggered a few steps. He found himself standing in front of a Water Marsh Treehouse.

"Weren't you supposed to be waiting outside? What are you doing here?"

Inside the room, the Queen of Gods, holding a teacup, stroked her slightly protruding pregnant belly, frowned, and snorted coldly.

"You... just... disappeared..."

The Hecatoncheires peered inside, confirmed there was nothing amiss, and muttered in confusion.

He clearly sensed that the Queen of Gods's aura had been cut off, as if something strange had happened here.

"Do I need to inform you if I'm having a private conversation with my aunt?"

Metis narrowed his eyes, his face turning frosty.

"Your Majesty... told me... to be careful... of... your... safety..."

The Hecatoncheires scratched his head and stammered in response.

"I'm sorry, don't disturb my aunt and me catching up, get out!"

The Goddess of Wisdom waved her hand impatiently, but the Hecatoncheires, with a doubtful expression, stood hesitantly in place, seemingly wanting to become a bodyguard who would stay by her side at all times because of the sudden situation.

"Tsk, fine then, I'm not feeling well now, and I'm not in a good mood either."

"Since you're so eager to get in, then you'll be in charge of the negotiations."

"If you complete the mission, I will request permission from His Majesty on your behalf."

Under Themis's slightly surprised gaze, Metis rose from the table, tilted his head, and looked at the Hecatoncheires outside the courtyard with a playful look in his eyes.

"Even if things go wrong, I'm willing to help."

"At most, I can persuade Zeus to reserve a spot for you in Tartarus Prison."

The taboo name reminded the Hecatoncheires of countless cold, dark, and hopeless days and nights he had endured, and he shuddered and retreated repeatedly.

"This is the last time, get out of here! If there are any problems, I'll handle things with him!"

"Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences!"

Under the gaze of the purple eyes, the calm and unwavering contemplation caused the Hecatoncheires, whose terrifying memories had been awakened, to let out a low growl, obediently turn his head, and take steps back towards the outer edge of the swamp.