"Mount Olympus, could it be...?"
Poseidon grasped the key point and stared in shock toward Ji Meng's escape route. "There was more than one monster like that, and they were all extremely powerful?"
"That's right. They call themselves the demon race, and they came from another world."
Russell briefly explained the intelligence he had gathered. He had originally intended to copy over a memory and stuff it wholesale into Poseidon's mind for him to examine himself, but this guy judged a gentleman by his own petty standards and stubbornly refused to open his mind to Russell.
Upon hearing that the demon race had three hundred and sixty-five Demon Generals, that Ji Meng was merely a Demon Great Sage, and that above him were Demon Gods, Demon Masters, and Demon Emperors, the Golden Chariot immediately slowed down.
Very, very slowly.
Russell: (_)
He was not surprised in the slightest!
"Um, Sun God..."
Poseidon's face turned solemn as he declared righteously, "More than half of the Twelve Olympians live on the Divine Mountain. Among the older generation of gods, there are also many powerhouses comparable to the chief gods. That is Zeus's home ground, and Hera is there to assist him. Nothing can possibly go wrong."
"So?"
"We should go to the underworld. Compared to Mount Olympus, Hades needs reinforcements more!"
"..." x2
A moment later, Russell held a bow against Poseidon's head. The latter faced death without flinching and drove the Golden Chariot at top speed toward Mount Olympus.
From afar, the outline of Mount Olympus was clearly visible.
The mountain was lofty and majestic, towering into the sky. Its upper half vanished into the clouds, while the remaining mountain ranges stretched endlessly across the earth.
Even from such a great distance, Russell could easily see clouds churning through the