Prophet in Greece: Chapter 33

On the divine body sliced by the sickle, power symbolizing rebirth constantly healed the wounds, becoming the sturdiest shield for the gods.

This was the first time the group had fought together, yet their coordination was perfect. The powerful Zeus and the hot-tempered Poseidon led the assault, the holy fire Hestia and the gloomy Hades flanked, while the fertile Hera and Demeter, symbol of agricultural abundance, provided rear support.

This was also the first time they had displayed the laws they controlled in this world. Although their divine power had not fully recovered, the strength of their laws was already apparent.

With their combined efforts, even the powerful King of Gods was held back for a time!

Kronos looked on with shock and rage. He could feel that these rebels had not yet fully mastered their laws, but even so, they were already capable of stalling him!

Yet that was not the most terrifying part. What was most terrifying was that Zeus, whom he had been able to defeat last time, now rendered the same methods completely useless!

Zeus's intelligence far exceeded his imagination, and his growth rate was shockingly fast. If this continued, it would not take many years for this rebel to grow into an opponent he could no longer afford to underestimate!

Thinking of this, Kronos could finally no longer sit still. He wanted to summon the six powerful Titans to join the fray and finish off these rebels once and for all.

But before he could open his mouth, Zeus saw through his thoughts and laughed aloud: "Your Majesty, the King of Gods, are you afraid? Do you feel fear? Are you so intimidated that you dare not even face us alone!"

"You should don your armor, take up your sickle, and meet our challenge with the spirit of a hero! If you are cowardly enough to seek help, then you are unworthy of wearing this supreme crown of the universe!"

"You should roll down from that supreme throne of the King of Gods, wander the world, and apologize to the earth and to all the gods!"

His voice was loud and majestic, wrapped in divine power, echoing throughout the entire Void. For a moment, neither Kronos nor the six Titan ancient gods preparing to intervene could bring themselves to act on their thoughts of seeking or offering help.

Kronos knew very well that the eyes of too many great gods were watching this place. Since Zeus had said as much, if he were to ask for help, would he not lose the dignity of the King of Gods?!

Would he not be admitting that he feared these rebels?!

He could only pin his hopes on the six Titan ancient gods; if they intervened on their own initiative, it could not be blamed on him, the King of Gods.

But he overlooked one problem: his actions over the years had left the Titans with little strong support for him.

Thus, these six Titan gods reached a tacit agreement to watch the battle, as they also wanted to know just how strong Zeus's side truly was.

This battle lasted for seven days and seven nights.

By the end, although Kronos held a slight upper hand, he was completely unable to swallow these rebels back into his belly on his own.

He could not even defeat them; he only held a slight advantage! In the end, he could only watch helplessly as Zeus and the others departed in style, returning to Mount Olympus to celebrate wildly!

The final result of this battle surprised all the gods and made them realize a fact: the new gods of Olympus were indeed capable of confronting the powerful King of Gods, Kronos!

No wonder even Fate stood on their side; no wonder Theron chose to support them!

For a time, many gods had their own thoughts. Those who had long been dissatisfied with Kronos took immediate action. They understood one fact: if one was going to defect, it was best to do so early, for the earlier one defected, the higher the rewards!

In an instant, the gods began to move.

Metis, in her wisdom, had realized this the moment she learned the final result. Before Zeus and the others had even returned, she had prepared a lavish banquet, waiting for those gods who were ready to defect.

Seeing this, Zeus appreciated Metis's intelligence even more and was not stingy with his praise.

Metis felt a bit shy from the compliments, but a trace of sweetness rose in her heart. Yet, just as the two were flirting while waiting for the gods to visit, they discovered a cruel fact.

That was—

No one came to visit Mount Olympus. All the gods who had made up their minds had headed toward the Void.

This discovery caught Zeus off guard, and even the wise Metis was somewhat stunned. They had underestimated the weight Theron held in the hearts of these veteran gods.

The good news: the gods were indeed ready to defect.

The bad news: they were not defecting to them, but to Theron.

Chapter 60: Changing the Fixed Fate

This battle was the first time the Olympian gods had faced the King of Gods head-on since setting foot in this world.

Although they did not defeat the King of Gods, for Zeus and the others, as long as they did not lose miserably, it counted as a victory.

They had undoubtedly delivered a rather impressive performance; at least in the eyes of the gods, the strength of both sides was evenly matched.

One had to remember that one side was a King of Gods who had dominated the world for a long time, while the other was a group of young gods who had just been born. That they fought to a draw was equivalent to telling everyone that if Zeus and the others were given more time to grow, the outcome would inevitably be reversed!

At this, all the gods saw the potential of the Olympian gods, and those with intentions took action immediately.

But Zeus and Metis had both made a mistake.

They thought that as long as they were strong enough, others would support them, but they forgot that strength did not represent everything, especially in the eyes of these veteran gods.

Was the first-generation King of Gods, Uranus, not strong? Yet in the end, was he not finished off by the weak Kronos?

Theron, at the time, possessed only weak divine power, yet did he not predict what would happen in the future and even personally end the final curse of Uranus?

For these veteran gods, the apparent gap in strength was never the point. The point was whom Theron, the symbol of fate, supported.

The reason they had not dared to declare their stance before was that Kronos was too strong and they feared retribution. But now that Zeus and the others had shown their strength and possessed the capital to contend with the King of Gods, they could naturally begin to declare their positions.

When they arrived at the Void and found that the barrier could not be breached, with six Titan gods lurking nearby, they left in disappointment and headed to Mount Olympus to pay their respects to Zeus.

In the end, that divine banquet did come in handy, though the atmosphere was somewhat strange, as if Zeus were not the host of the banquet, but merely a subordinate helping the host greet guests.

Zeus had schemed for a long time, wanting to recruit the gods in Theron's name. He succeeded, but not entirely.

He succeeded in gaining the help of the gods, but failed in that the gods only remembered Theron, not Zeus.

And that battle in the Void, which they had fought so hard for seven days and seven nights, resulted in further boosting Theron's reputation.

The gods only thought in their hearts:

"Look, this is the person chosen by the God of Fate. No wonder he could be chosen by Lord Theron; Lord Theron's vision truly never fails."

Yet Theron had done nothing, and was even locked away in the Void without ever showing his face.

This discovery left Zeus incredibly depressed, feeling as if he had worked for Theron for free.

However, he consoled himself in his heart: it didn't matter. Once he became the King of Gods, all of this could be reversed. The top priority now was to defeat Kronos and become the new King of Gods.

But he soon discovered a problem.

Everyone seemed... not to care about whether he could defeat Kronos or whether he could become the new King of Gods...

"Perhaps we should first consider how to rescue Lord Theron," Styx, the Oceanid, spoke up first.

Styx was the embodiment of the River of Oaths, and she valued promises and oaths above all else.

She had four children, the most famous of whom was the Goddess of Victory, Nike. At this moment, they had all come to Mount Olympus with her, effectively going all-in as a family.

When Zeus heard this, the expression on his face nearly crumbled.

It was not that he did not want to save Theron, but he felt that the mysterious God of Fate did not need his rescue at all. It would be good enough if they could manage themselves without causing trouble for others.

Besides... even if they were to save him, was it necessary to bring it up directly on such an occasion?

He had been trying his best to hide Theron's existence! He did not want these Third Generation Gods to know, fearing that he would end up like Kronos—a King of Gods in name only, whose words were less effective than Theron's.

But he could not directly turn hostile. After all, he still needed Theron's reputation to attract more people. He could only force a smile and say, "I will think about it carefully."

He did not want to discuss these matters in detail and tried to brush the topic aside. At this moment, his foolish brother, the God of Tsunami and Earthquakes, Poseidon, who always seemed to have a deficit in intelligence, spoke up.

"Theron? Who is Theron?"

In truth, Poseidon was not the only one curious about Theron. Hestia, Demeter, Hera, and Hades—who wasn't curious?

But Zeus clearly did not want to talk much about it, so they tacitly chose not to ask, thinking they would ask Rhea in private later.

Only Poseidon, seemingly unable to read Zeus's expression at all, asked it out loud so carelessly.

"You don't even know Lord Theron?" Styx, the River of Oaths, frowned and looked at Zeus: "Lord Zeus, are you not the one chosen by Lord Theron? Why does your own kin not even know who Lord Theron is?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire temple fell silent. Every god who had chosen to side with Zeus because of Theron frowned, feeling that something was not quite right.

Poseidon, who truly lacked patience, sneered and said in an indifferent tone: "Is Theron very powerful? Why have I never seen him?"

He wanted to say that they only wanted to defeat Kronos, and what the hell did that Theron have to do with it?

But before he could speak, he was interrupted by Rhea.

"Shut your mouth, Poseidon!" Rhea's expression was incredibly grave, her voice more serious than ever before: "Lord Theron is not someone you can question."

To this mother goddess, even the arrogant Poseidon could only obediently shut his mouth, though the look in his eyes still betrayed his defiance.

Zeus had originally wanted to bluff his way through, but hearing Rhea speak, he knew this matter could no longer be glossed over.

Facing the gazes of the gods, he stood up and said in a righteous voice: "Lord Theron helped me; he is my benefactor."

"The King of Gods, Kronos, acts against heaven and will eventually be punished. And we, under the guidance of Fate, will inevitably succeed."

"In the near future, we will go to rescue Lord Theron and completely resist the tyranny of the King of Gods!"

Once these words were spoken, the nature of the situation changed abruptly.

Originally, Zeus had recruited the gods to resist the old order, overthrow the King of Gods, Kronos, and establish a new order with himself as the new King of Gods.

But now, it had become that Zeus wanted to resist the old order that acted against heaven, and having received Theron's support, Fate had already determined that Kronos's rule was wrong and Zeus was the correct one; hence, the gods had come here.

In this way, the core had changed.

Even the confrontation with the King of Gods had become a means to an end—they were only confronting him because they had to rescue Theron.

He did not know what consequences his words would cause; he only knew that he could not lose the help of the gods now.

Zeus's importance in this matter was infinitely diminished, and he had admitted it himself.

But he had to do it. He could only console himself in his heart as he had before: the current loss did not matter. Once he became the King of Gods, he would slowly change all of this.

Hearing these words, the gods were finally reassured and began to discuss how to confront Kronos with great enthusiasm, putting in extra effort.

Seeing this, Zeus breathed a secret sigh of relief, thinking that since they were all confronting the King of Gods anyway, the reason for doing so did not matter.

But did it really not matter?

Zeus did not know that in his few short sentences, the originally inevitable fixed fate had quietly changed at this very moment...

And Theron, who had caused all of this, had not even shown his face from beginning to end.

Author's Note

As the title says, it goes live tomorrow.

My follow-up reading numbers were always a bit lacking, so I didn't make it to the Sanjiang list, and now I have to go live. I suppose it's because my content wasn't good enough, leading to a mediocre response. I will reflect on this seriously and strive to write better after going live.

Since this is my first time writing in the Greek mythology genre, many things were not written well. I am very grateful to everyone who kept correcting me in the comments. I read all your comments, and many of them were even written directly into the text, so some of you might find them familiar, hehe...

Anyway, I am very grateful to everyone for supporting me until now, and I hope you will all stay with me in the future.

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