The Legacy of Olympus

Fortunately, at that moment, Lein's disciples had been dispatched to guard the planar entrance and provide fire support with the Satellite Orbital Cannon at the Chaos Mother Star front.

Around Lein's God's Throne, only his girls and maids remained.

That was the only reason the three Virgin Goddesses had been spared a catastrophic Social Death.

As for Zeus, while he was around, no matter how awful he was, at least he made his presence felt. When he wasn't bedding girls or handsome men, he was trying to bed them.

His sudden fall had put the minds of all the former Olympian gods at ease. At last, they no longer had to worry about betting on the wrong side and getting purged by Zeus in return.

But once the tension passed, everyone felt strangely empty. From now on, there would be no more Olympus God System.

So... how would His Majesty Lein Tesla, the God King, handle them?

It was something they were all desperate to know.

But before that, there was still a little cleanup to take care of.

"What? That bitch Hera is still alive!?" Artemis shot to her feet, seething with rage.

Her Divine Sense swept across the wreckage-strewn battlefield of the void. To her surprise, not only had Hera survived, but so had several other Olympian gods who hadn't defected to the Chaos God System at the last moment—including Heracles the Mighty.

Artemis had just leaped to her feet when Apollo's divine thought arrived almost at the same time.

"Please allow us to kill Hera, my lord!"

Lein's divine thought swept over the two of them. He asked evenly, "Why?"

Apollo spoke first. "I understand that conquering a divine realm's queen can be very satisfying. But that poisonous woman secretly attacks any woman who competes with her