Excellent Matchmaking Mechanism in the Greek Region

The ancient serpent remained silent for a moment before opening its lips to ask a question.

When was the worm discovered?

Prometheus slightly raised his hand, gesturing for Samael to relax, his smile gentle.

"Doubt began with your presence."

"Once I confirm your identity as a rebel, that will probably be the time to answer and clarify my doubts about humanity as a creation."

"Your existence has both interfered with and guided the operation of the Heavenly Mandate."

The words were a bit awkward, Samael Medusa exchanged a glance, but at the same time they both understood the prophet's meaning.

The Fate Tablets within the ancient serpent caused the Titan Gods to misperceive the Fate, making it difficult for them to grasp the full picture.

Similarly, Prometheus, who had the mission to create humans, did not receive clear guidance because of the appearance of Sama and others on Crete, so he did not take action.

It was thanks to the assistance of Samael and others that he suddenly understood, and through a combination of sensing and observation, he was able to glean a vague outline of this creation.

The prophet smiled faintly, turned his head and looked serenely at Olympus, the Olympus, and murmured something.

"Crete is the place I specifically chose."

"This place is very well hidden; even Cronus failed to discover Zeus hiding here."

"Furthermore, you are special, possessing the Divinity of Destiny. The gods have already verified this. Even I cannot see through you up close, and Zeus cannot glimpse the truth within you."

"Alright, the task of creating humankind is now entrusted to you."

Prometheus glanced at the mud with a hint of regret, then stepped Cause without hesitation.

"I don't know why you're helping us."

Samael admired the prophet's keen insight, but was deeply puzzled by his willingness to take on the blame for creating man.

The most frequently used design element in human form is the appearance of the gods.

Zeus could not help but be wary of a race so close to his own, a race with great potential, and a race possessing intelligence.

The gods saw their own flaws in humanity as if looking in a mirror, which was no different from being belittled.

They are the creators, but when it comes to taking the blame, they will probably be nominally Prometheus.

The ancient snake couldn't understand why he would take such a risk.

"If you want a reason, there are many."

Prometheus stepped aside, clapped his hands, and looked at Samael and Athena with a faint smile, giving a very casual reply.

"Firstly, I owed Metis a great favor back then. She wanted a chess partner, and I was unable to help her when Zeus was about to make his move."

Now that her daughter has arrived, it's time for me to repay what I owe her.

Even if you invite me, I wouldn't dare go.

Upon hearing this, Samael knew that Prometheus had guessed his identity through his connection with Themis and couldn't help but secretly retort at the prophet's intentional or unintentional teasing.

Athena, whose identity was also exposed, subconsciously frowned and muttered to herself.

"Is it because of divine power?"

"As for your appearance and demeanor, I have seen your mother, so avoid contact with the Olympian Gods unless necessary."

Prometheus, like a gentle elder, patiently gave instructions, then began to ponder.

"Secondly, I am not unjust to bear the blame for blaspheming God with creation. In any case, the prototype of humankind did indeed originate from me."

Samael opened his mouth, looking somewhat embarrassed.

The prophet raised his hand slightly to stop him, glanced at Mount Olympus, and looked on with a helpless expression.

"There's no need to feel guilty about that. Zeus has been watching me for a long time. No matter what I do, it's wrong. What he lacks is just a reason."

What? Zeus has his eye on you?

Upon hearing this, the ancient snake looked astonished.

Prometheus looked down into the abyss below, then sat on a rock and began to explain the reason to the crowd.

In truth, this was also the cause of his own downfall.

In the New and Old God Wars, the prophet Zeus, hoping to establish a new world order, sided with Olympus and offered advice to Zeus, ultimately causing a major blunder.

Uh, his father's name is Iapetus, the Titan of Souls and Words among the Twelve Titans.

Yes, he was one of Cronus' two most loyal followers during the final battle.

Currently, this elderly father is serving in the Tartarus Abyss.

As the Iapetus was about to be pulled into the abyss, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he echoed Uranus's words and cursed Zeus.

"My son will replace you! He will seize your authority!"

Prometheus was confident that his father's statement about the Iapetus could be true or false, and that he could gradually diminish its influence and continue to stay in Olympus.

Unfortunately, some people believed it and even took action, putting him in a very difficult position.

Epimetheus?

Samael subconsciously recalled the name of that brother-betraying maniac, the god of belated realization.

"He's just a little foolish, not that reckless."

The prophet sighed and pointed dejectedly to the far western sky.

"I also have a brother named Atlas..."

Samael understood immediately, his eyes filled with sympathy.

Atlas, currently being punished by lifting up the sky, is perfecting the laws of the sky with the Titans.

At the same time, he also launched the largest rebellion since the New and Old God Wars.

Even if someone is exceptional, believing the words of a Titan will only lead to them working for nothing and being deceived by Heracles.

However, this person's abilities are truly top-notch, and their charisma and persuasiveness are also unparalleled.

If Zeus hadn't personally intervened, quelled the rebellion, and sent this dim-witted fellow to work in the far west to expand the influence of the sky gods, who knows what other trouble might have arisen in the newly established and unstable Olympus.

As a result, the innocent Prometheus brothers were caught in the crossfire.

Epimetheus, the dull-witted god who was slow to realize things, was not considered a threat by Zeus. Prometheus's mistake was that he was too clever.

Cong Xin was alright, but what was worse was that he was matched with two extremely bad teammates, one of whom was a terrible son and the other a terrible father.

Tsk tsk, Samael had to admire the excellent matchmaking mechanism in the Greek region. Generally, a godlike player would be paired with a few weaker players to coordinate the match.

Previously, when Olympus was not yet firmly established, Zeus could still suppress his fear and show magnanimity towards Prometheus.

Now that all signs of rebellion have been quelled, the wise man Prometheus has become somewhat of an eyesore.

He's not stupid. At this point, what could possibly happen if he's sent to the ground to create a species?

Clearly, Zeus's patience with him is nearing its limit, and he is now waiting for him to make a mistake.

Therefore, even if he doesn't bear the blame for blasphemy against the Creator, there is a whole host of other blames waiting for this prophet to bear.

Samael expressed deep sympathy for this, but his gaze remained sharp.

"So, what was the final reason?"

Both of the above can actually be used as reasons.

This is the only one.