Learning Positions 4/5
Mount Othrys is desolate and barren; as far as the eye can see, there is only desolation and ruin.
Inside the temple, Cronus, his hair and beard growing wildly and unruly like weeds, huddled in the shadows behind a table, tilting his head back and gulping down wine.
"Bang!"
As he finished the pot, the raging Titan King threw the exquisite gold wine vessel to the ground and roared in fury.
"Wine! Where have you all gone! Quickly, bring wine to the King!"
"Don't stop! Keep drinking, keep having fun!"
The palace was silent, and there was no echo. In his confusion, Cronus fumbled with his fingers on the table.
After finding another crooked wine jug, he shook it slightly and heard the sound of liquid sloshing inside. His eyes lit up, he grinned, and raised his hand to put it in his mouth.
But before they could even enjoy a drink, the wine jug was violently snatched away from behind by a pair of fingers reaching out from behind.
"Stop drinking! Look at yourself!"
Rhea, dressed in an elegant long gown, looked at her husband, who reeked of alcohol, threw down the wine jug, and frowned deeply.
"Why are you out here! Go back to your own palace!"
Cronus opened his sleepy eyes, looked at his wife with bloodshot eyes, and roared with a gloomy expression.
"Open your eyes and look, you fool! Your servants and your army have all run away long ago."
"There isn't even a single person guarding me on this entire mountain now."
The Rhea pointed to the courtyard filled with fallen leaves and responded coldly.
Cronus looked around and saw that both the Nymph who served wine and the warriors who fought had long since fled, leaving only a few Titan Gods who remained in place, but who were equally devoid of fighting spirit.
"You're going to betray me too? Get out! All of you, get out!"
In his rage, the Titan King's eyes turned bloodshot, like a wronged hyena, and he overturned the table and slammed it hard to the ground.
Amidst the flying stones, one of them grazed Rhea's eyebrow, and blood seeped from the wound.
But this Queen of Gods showed no intention of wiping away the tears; she simply looked coldly at her husband in this way, concealing her fear.
"I won't leave. I will watch as you are defeated step by step by my child."
"I want to see with my own eyes that your choice was wrong!"
Immediately, Rhea looked down at the King of Gods with a disdainful glance.
"Hmph, he hasn't even arrived yet, and you're already scared out of your wits. If you kneel down in front of that child and repent, I can plead for you."
"But is this still the same man who once trembled and prostrated himself before our Father God, the only one who dared to take the scythe from the God of Scythe and castrate the men of Uranus?"
Cronus's pride was instantly stung by that contempt. He slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage, grabbed Rhea by the collar, his eyes bloodshot, and roared furiously.
"Begging for mercy?! King Thu is the true master of Greece! Always has been!"
"If he wants this position, then let him come and take it when he has something to do!"
Boom!
Amidst the steep incline, a silvery-white lightning bolt stretched across the sky, its shape extending and spreading across countless branches above Mount Othrys, carrying a solemn and majestic signal.
Three days later, on the Sea of Okeanos, the final battle will begin!
You traitorous scourge, how dare you defy the King!
Veins popped up on the forehead of the Titan God King, and the muscles on his decadent and pale face were twitching, showing a ferocious look.
"Where are my brothers and sisters? Have they all run away too?"
Rhea crossed her arms and responded with undisguised indifference.
"Oceanus, Tethys, Phoebe, Mnemosyne, Theia, Hyperion, Coeus, Themis, and I, nine of the ten Titan Gods, have all declared their withdrawal from Mount Othrys."
"Soul Iapetus, Weather Crius, I am still willing to stand by your side."
Cronus covered half of his face with one hand, his facial muscles twitching, unable to suppress his laughter.
"Iapetus, Crius, A! A! Truly worthy brothers of King A!"
"I will now summon the gods who still submit to the Titan order, and let these corrupted seedlings see who truly is the master of the world!"
Rhea raised an eyebrow and looked at her husband, who was grinning coldly.
"Just the three of you?"
Cronus's gaze was sinister as he raised his arm and swung it down, his expression unusually clear.
"Enough! That's enough! The nine Titans will not seriously serve the King, nor will they truly serve that rebellious son wholeheartedly."
"As long as I win, they'll obediently kneel before me and repent!"
The Titan King bent his fingers, and with a twisting, pulling sensation, he reached into the darkness and pulled out the grotesque scythe forged by the Cyclops from the darkest part of the earth—a weapon made from the blackest volcanic rock deep within the earth.
"Buzz!"
Immediately, Cronus roared, and his black scythe slammed into the ground. A gray-black ethereal wave surged into the sky, tearing apart the endless destructive torrent that filled the sky with thunderclouds.
"Just wait! The King will crush their pride! He will make these rebellious scourges kneel before me and repent!"
Fully awakened, the Titan King snorted coldly and, without looking back, got up and headed down the mountain.
Each step is more solid, each step is more steady.
His brothers await his call; his army awaits his call.
Even as his reign comes to an end, he remains the former king of this world.
Zeus, the position is here; if you want it, come and take it!
In front of the portico of the Temple of Mount Othrys, Rhea leaned on a pillar, watching the Titan King depart for war, a complex emotion welling up in her eyes.
He was the child's father, but also her husband...
Meanwhile, outside the Arima's Cave.
Samael, basking in the sun in the woods, looked somewhat lazy.
Zeus was truly patient; Cyrus himself humbled himself and persuaded each of the core members of the Mount Othrys to defect.
As a result, I had to wait another two months, and I was constantly worried about whether the Queen of Gods had been exposed.
Before Metis could influence Zeus's judgment by moving into their love nest, he still had to be careful.
I wonder when this will end. I want to study, I want to discuss law with Themis.
The ancient snake secretly complained about his recent life, and as the name of the goddess of justice reflected in his mind, he couldn't help but have wild thoughts about someone who was eating sweet marrow.
Learning is for the sake of learning!
Samael, clinging to reasons he himself didn't believe, embellished his lustful, dark-skinned heart, and fantasized about the next round of learning postures.
But the sudden surge of energy caused a chilling atmosphere to descend upon the world, and the ancient serpent immediately opened its eyes and looked up, its vertical pupils opening and closing.
Above the vast sky, countless stars streaked across the heavens, trailing long, fiery tails.
Thunder, storms, flames, and dazzling light intertwine, turning the sky into a canvas for arbitrarily painted colors.
The ancient snake's eyes narrowed, and the corners of its lips curled up.
The war of the gods is finally coming!