The Greece Antagonist

Even the Aegis Shield itself, which could effectively isolate thunderbolts, began to emit a groan of being overwhelmed and faint cracks appeared.

"Damn it! How can this old thing be so strong!"

Athena and Hera cursed silently, gritting their teeth to support themselves.

Seeing his own daughter and wife still stubbornly resisting under great pressure, with no intention of surrendering, Zeus's anger in his heart intensified. He immediately summoned the Aegis Shield, gathered dark clouds, and hurled a thunderous lightning bolt like a waterfall at the two figures who were about to collapse on the battlefield.

"Crack~~"

The Aegis Shield, already on the brink of its limit, emitted a tearing crisp sound, and the golden barrier propped up on the outside shattered, the unstoppable thunderous waterfall engulfed the arrow-storm of the Heart-seeking Bow, smashing directly towards Athena and Hera, who were at the end of their strength.

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently, and debris flew everywhere.

However, as the spreading dust dissipated, a tall figure stood upright in a charred pit, supporting Athena and Hera.

Behind him was a golden wheel with twelve sections.

The perfect circle seemed to contain endless light, so much so that even the invincible thunder could hardly erase it easily.

"It's you!"

Zeus looked at the "prospective son-in-law" who suddenly appeared before him, his heart filled with astonishment, and as he sensed the vast divinity within the newcomer, confusion and suspicion crossed his face.

"How did you become a Chief God?"

As a familiar vibration of divine nature came forth, Zeus suddenly realized and his face darkened.

"Hestia gave it to you? Alright, alright! Even she is involved in this rebellion!"

The stance of this prospective son-in-law was obvious in light of this situation.

And learning that among the Twelve Olympians there was another being who defied him, Zeus felt an unprecedented anger inside.

If the rebellion of Athena, Hera, and a few others was still just a grudge harboring dissatisfaction against him, then even Hestia switching sides meant that the rebellion had escalated to the point of wanting to overthrow the entire Olympus divine authority system.

The legitimacy of his kingship, built upon this, was being denied.

"Lady Hestia has no intention of being your enemy."

Luo En honestly answered, defending his patron deity, then released the arms of Athena and Hera, revealing a demeanor of compassionate sorrow, and then pondered leisurely.

"And my visit is not to take sides, but to raise a reasonable demand—Your Majesty, the divine war has brought devastation to all living beings on the earth. Why not cease hostilities now?"

Zeus, inherently suspicious, did not believe Luo En's representation of Hestia's stance, lumping both into the category of rebels with a cold sneer on his face.

"You traitors acted against me first, and you ask for my cessation?"

"Your own counterproductive actions, what are they if not betrayal to them? It's the same on both sides..."

Luo En smiled and retorted, his words laced with hidden barbs.

"You think you're qualified to accuse me?" Zeus, being publicly mocked, flew into a rage, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light as he looked at his prospective son-in-law, "It seems you've forgotten how you got out of prison? Since you're so eager for death, I shall oblige!"

With that, he raised his hand and, with an exertion of authority, activated the divine seal embedded in this prospective son-in-law's body.

The original seven Chief Gods who started this rebellion were all pillars of the Olympus divine authority system, vital to the stability of his kingship. Even though he wanted nothing more than to deal with these rebels once and for all, in reality, it was not suitable to make a move against any of them.

And this prospective son-in-law who hadn't yet married into the family, although he had successfully ascended to the rank of Chief God, was only because of Hestia's grace. To the royal family of Olympus, he was but an insignificant outsider, the perfect candidate to make an example of.

Moreover, Hestia's divine seat, holding sway over worship and sacrifice, was crucial to the entire divine authority system of Olympus. Since his elder sister had also not been very honest, gifting this significant divinity to a lesser deity, Zeus might as well reclaim it himself and select a more suitable owner for this divine seat.

This young scoundrel happened to be in the line of fire; it was time to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys!

At this moment, watching the arcs of lightning flicker on his body, Luo En couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"You want to kill me?"

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Zeus sneered and slowly closed his right hand into a fist, ready to detonate the divine seal within Luo En.

Feeling a destructive force brewing within him, Luo En shook his head helplessly.

"Since you put it that way, I won't hold back either," he said.

As soon as his words fell, he spurred the "Goat" and the "Eagle" to Extreme Speed, transforming into a blurred image that slammed into Zeus with the swiftness of a thunderbolt, and then behind him, in full view of all, the golden halo burst into a blinding light.

Moreover, that light seemed even brighter than the impending explosion of the Thunder God Seal.

Looking at the strange smile that spread across the face before him, Zeus inexplicably sensed a hint of danger, as an absurd thought thundered in his mind.

Is he going to... self-destruct?

With the intense white light and scorching heat wave sweeping before him, Zeus's brain momentarily froze.

Boom—!

Spheres of light suddenly appeared in his field of vision, growing in size and falling downwards, the terrifying sonic booms turning into rolling thunders sweeping across the ground, huge mushroom clouds rising into the sky amidst the shocking flashes and deafening roars, the smoke and gloom enveloping Olympus swept clean by the violent winds, and in their place shone a light as dazzling as a star undergoing a cataclysmic change.

The immense wind pressure and shockwaves converged within those stratocumulus clouds into gigantic nebulous rings, and beneath the cover of those rings, everything was obliterated.

The ground trembled, twisted, cracked, and surged. Temperatures rose unstoppably, scalding to the bone,

After an indeterminate amount of time, everything resumed playing from the pause button.

"Crack... pop... crack... pop..."

The world was burning, and that burnt stench signified that everything had been set ablaze.

The entire Sacred Mountain of Olympus seemed to have fallen into a monochrome quagmire. Temples were razed to the ground, not just one, but many, spreading ceaselessly toward the distant horizon, the ground ripped apart revealing countless wounds like the mouths of infants, as though unveiling a bottomless abyss.

And at this moment, in the square at the epicenter of the explosion, the surface was covered with flowing, crimson magma due to the high temperatures.

Several bottomless molten pits belched out rolling flames of hell.

Looking around, it was as if a cruel painting left by demons.

"Cough cough..."

With a muted cough, Hermes pushed the rocks off himself and, with his heart still in his throat, looked towards the square where magma flowed.

Luckily he was quick-witted; sensing something wrong, he had early escaped, so he was only affected by the scorching wind and heat, suffering some minor injuries.

In contrast, Ares and the three Hundred-Handed Giants who had reacted slower, fared much worse.

The God of Berserkers' skin was charred black at the moment, his body covered in bloodied wounds, as he lay coughing up blood in the magma;

And due to their immense size, the three Hundred-Handed Giants bore the full brunt of the damage, some with severed hands, some with severed heads, their original hundred pairs of arms and fifty heads nearly halved, the sight from a distance resembling a barren mountain of flesh.

Of course, the most wretched was Zeus, the struck Divine King. His chest was blown apart, flesh scattered, and through the broken ribs, one could see the golden heart beating within his thoracic cavity. His once somewhat handsome face was also missing nearly half of its flesh, the bone-white jaw bones and the muddled bloody features exposed to the air, and one of his thighs from the lower half of his body had flown away.

Just one look, and Hermes felt a piercing pain to the core.

But it was just pain, after all.

The Chief God possessed an almost Immortal soul and undying flesh; if their divinity was not destroyed, they could be reborn.

And, accompanying the frantic writhing of flesh, Zeus's maimed body gradually recovered, his half-black, half-red face squeezing out an angry and twisted expression.

"I XX##XX!"

A rapid-fire string of curses burst forth, and just as this extremely wrathful Divine King wanted to lash out at the culprit,

The next moment, the sea surged with furious waves, the sky shattered like coloued glass, ancient Giants, malformed Divine Monsters, ferocious Magic Beasts, towering Old Gods... one terrifying shadow after another broke free from Chaos,

The Titan Gods! Typhon's Demon Army!

Zeus's heart skipped a beat, his face undergoing a drastic change.