"who are you?"

There is no sun, moon or stars in the broken world, but some remains of the rules of day and night remain.

After all, there are not so many gods in the world of Hemenu, and the division of power is not that complicated.

In reality, although most of the world's main gods have fallen, in this fragment, one can still see the changes in the sky and the distinction between day and night.

On this day, Judas, having completed his prayers, fell into a deep sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, he vaguely remembered following a person emitting golden light.

They passed through a long dark land and came to an unfamiliar territory.

Here are the sun, moon, stars, oceans, land, and many creatures that have never been seen.

"who are you?"

He asked again, unable to distinguish between illusion and reality, Judas's consciousness seemed a little fuzzy.

In front of him, the golden figure just smiled, as if lamenting the ignorance of mortals.

“This is the Heavenly Mountain, the dwelling place of God, and the place where the Holy Spirit who serves God resides.”

The voice was calm. Although this was a name Zeus made up on the spot, he did not just pick it up randomly.

In his impression, believers of Themis, the goddess of law, often uphold justice and maintain fairness in the world.

When faced with die-hard elements who resorted to violent resistance, they would occasionally resort to force, summoning some holy spirits from the Seven Hills Heaven to help in the battle.

The God King doesn't know much about this place.

But Zeus liked the name "Seven Hills of Heaven" very much.

Heaven...Paradise...what a nice name.

However, this is a name that has already been used by others, and the King of Gods is not in a position to give the Asgard realm a similar name.

Fortunately, these are fragments from a foreign land, so there is no need to worry about these concerns.

Moreover, using 'Mount Paradise' to refer to Mount Olympus has another advantage, which is that no one can associate it with him.

"God's abode, Mount Heaven?"

He exclaimed in a low voice. Although his consciousness was still a little confused, Judas, who was in a dream, still felt a little shocked.

He had never heard of such a place in Hermainu in the past.

"So you are God?" he asked.

"That depends on how you understand it."

Zeus paused for a moment and then said:

"In the eyes of some beings, I may be. But in the eyes of the Creator you believe in, who created Mount Paradise, I am not."

"But whether I am a god or not is not important. What is important is, mortal, do you know why you came to this world?"

"I...I don't know."

It is always difficult for people in dreams to concentrate, so when Zeus changed the subject, Judas took the opportunity to think about his question.

But as he said, he didn't know what he was here for.

For most people, living itself is a kind of meaning, so where does the why come from?

"Since you don't know, I'll tell you."

Without giving him too long to think, Zeus slowly gave his answer.

"Unlike others like you, you came into this world with a mission."

"God has entrusted this important task to you. He had already chosen you before you were born."

“He wants you to spread his name in the world, to make him so on earth as he is in heaven.”

"As you can see, this is your mission."

The voice was calm and Zeus continued to walk in front.

Although he had never met him before, he had already assigned an identity to the foreign god whom he would replace in the future.

He, like Prometheus, was perhaps not born a powerful god, so he was punished by the foreign gods, and even the humans he created became sinners.

But before the world-destroying disaster, he obviously gained immeasurable benefits, so that he not only escaped from the cage, but also plundered power according to the rule of the Hemenu gods devouring each other, and became as great as the foreign gods.

And at the end of all this, hidden behind everything, he was actually the incarnation of the God King Chaos from the beginning.

This includes creating these humans, sheltering them from the catastrophe of world destruction, and everything that happened afterwards.

From beginning to end, all these changes were due to only one thing, that is, it was the will of the great Zeus - it didn't matter whether others believed it or not, Zeus himself believed it anyway.

"My...mission?"

"Yes."

Without looking back, strolling on this false 'Paradise Mountain', the God King's mind moved, and the holy light and clouds that filled the sky and earth slowly dissipated.

This was the most perfect scene he had ever imagined, walking along the ancient stone path, with the vague shadows on the mountaintop emitting dazzling light.

Along both sides of the mountain path, countless gods and creatures were paying tribute to the supreme monarch.

At the end of the sky, several vast shadows were also paying tribute to the sacred mountain.

"As you can see, he is the Lord of the Divine Realm, the King of Kings."

“Everything in the world belongs to him, and you are the saint who spreads the gospel.”

"..."

The God King said this, and he used up all the compliments he could think of at the moment.

As the only listener, Judas was so distracted that he could hardly control himself.

As a believer, he had imagined what the gods looked like countless times in his mind.

It’s just that people can’t imagine things they have never touched, so even in his dreams, he has never seen such a grand scene.

But now, all this was happening right before his eyes.

"I understand."

Taking a deep breath, looking at the scene in front of him in a trance, Judas remembered the indescribable wonder that he vaguely saw when the world was destroyed.

The sky is collapsing, the earth is breaking, and everything is wailing.

And above the sky, in this scene of world destruction, it seemed that there was a being looking down at the human world.

Judas didn't know who that was, or whether he was the Lord the Hebrews believed in.

But before he encountered the miracles in recent days, he always regarded it as his hope to persevere.

"All is Your will... Praise be to You, Lord of all things."

"I will uphold your will and spread your holy name to all nations in the world."

Speaking devoutly, Judas was focused.

Although just now, when he thought of that gaze, everything in front of him changed in an instant.

The golden light turned into black gas, and the gods turned into demons.

Even the god who had led him here had transformed into a dragon-serpent body, with more than one dragon head growing out of his neck, and crooked and evil horns on his head.

However, for Judas, who had never known the hundred-headed dragon-serpent Typhon or the demon of the abyss, this might be scary, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Even if he knew this, he wouldn't be confused about it.

Isn’t that what the Lord is like? He is the all-seeing One with two sides, and He can be extremely good or extremely evil.

Can be perfect or corrupt.

Therefore, He is the source and faith of the Hebrews, and He can also bring down the Ten Plagues, bringing unimaginable catastrophe to the human world.

It is wrong to understand Him from a mortal perspective.

Perhaps the Lord is using this method to convey His will to Himself, telling Him about His true nature and the beginning and end of His existence in the human world.

"very good."

Nodding with satisfaction, Zeus spoke slowly.

"Go ahead, I'll watch over you."

"I will protect your life and give you the light to see the way forward when you encounter hardships."

That’s it, this is the believer I want... Looking at this scene, although the one here is not the real body, the mortal in front of me does not believe in me.

But with Zeus' thousands of years of experience, he could see the piety of the person in front of him at a glance.

Sure enough, such humans are good humans.

He firmly believed that he was their creator, and compared to the bronze humans created by Prometheus, he was not as shameless and greedy.

As his mind turned, Zeus increased the special effects of the golden light he released.

He made Mount Paradise fall down on the ground and reflected its shadow, depicting all kinds of greed, tyranny, torture and conflict.

The beauty of heaven and the sins of the world once again complement each other...and everything comes from God's thoughts.

In such a scene, the God King smiled slightly, drooling like a greedy dragon.

He reached out and gently pushed the mortal in front of him away from this false illusion.

This is the future he imagined, but in order to realize this future, there are still many things to do, and the human beings in front of him are one of them.

Even if we don't take into account the subsequent plans, the faith of these alien people alone is enough to make him do a lot of things.

……

Chaos, the human world.

On Mount Olympus.

In the empty golden palace, the void trembled, and the figure of Zeus emerged.

Subconsciously covering his chest, the God King recalled the feeling just now.

As an incarnation, he was ruthlessly killed at the edge of the world.

Just because the environment there is not suitable for the existence of royal power, his power cannot be exerted.

But on the other hand, not having much power means that being destroyed will not cause too many consequences.

The power of the kingship has already spread throughout the world. Even though most of it is either trapped in the Asgard domain or used to erode the starry sky and the underworld, the remaining part is enough for him to condense an incarnation.

After a long time, his eyes closed and opened again, Zeus walked out of the Golden Palace alone and looked up at the sky above his head.

After a while, a thought came out.

After the whistling wind, Zephyros, the god of the west wind, bowed respectfully to express his respect to the King of Gods.

"Your Majesty, you called me?"

"Ah."

Nodding slightly, Zeus asked:

"How much do you know about the First Age?"

"what?"

Looking surprised, Zeferos had not expected to be asked this question.

The First Age, that's too old... After thinking for a moment, he shook his head helplessly.

"Your Majesty, it's not that I don't want to answer your question."

"My knowledge of the First Era is really limited."

"As you can see, I am a third-generation Titan. In terms of seniority, you are one generation older than me... Of course, as the founder of the new God Court, you are the beginning of the Olympian pantheon, and you do not need to follow the order of the Titans."

"But to me, the First Age is an era that only exists in rumors, and I don't know much more about it than you do."

"Strictly speaking, apart from the people who experienced it, few people know what happened back then."

He nodded slightly. Although he was mentally prepared before Zeus was called, he was still a little disappointed.

But he could understand him, because not only him, even those second-generation Titans, actually didn't know much about the First Era.

The reason is simple. During the entire First Era, the people who witnessed it were nothing more than the primordial gods, Father Sky and Mother Earth, the ancient sea gods, the ancient mountain gods, several giants and the twelve Titans.

Needless to say, the first five either ignored worldly affairs, died in eternal sleep, or were enemies of the Divine Court...and why the Twelve Titans never mentioned the events of that period of time is also something that can be understood with a little thought.

For thousands of years, we have either been treated as toys or as sandbags, and have never lived without the shadow of our Heavenly Father.

In the end, they were forced to return to the womb of Mother Earth, and almost remained in a state between life and death forever.

Although Zeus didn't know much about these things, he understood some of them.

Even if it were him, he probably wouldn't like to mention these "dark histories" often.

"What a shame... I remember Helios knew a lot about that era, but he has fallen now."

"If you want to know about that era, Your Majesty, you should go and see the Titan Lord."

"Of course, if you have any other concerns, it's my fault for not considering it carefully."

Bowing slightly, the God of West Wind did not tell the truth.

Strictly speaking, he did have some understanding of that era.

For example, some gossip that Zephyros had heard from Helios.

For example, the ancient Lord of the Spirit World had done something that caused the second generation of God King and the ancient Sun God to suffer great losses.

However, as time went by, the God of the West Wind suddenly discovered that many of the events of that era had been inexplicably forgotten, and even the gods no longer mentioned them.

He was the only one who remembered it clearly and could even describe the specific events...but Zeferos chose to remain silent, as if he didn't remember it either.

Are you kidding? Even though the God of West Wind has been a loyal minister of the God King for an era, no one would really regard him as a loyal god, right?

Kronos never thought of this back then, so Zeus might have been dreaming too much.

Let him do the job, it's easy.

But if the danger is too great, then he will be powerless...

"Well...I see."

"I have seen your loyalty. Go down. I will not treat you unfairly."

Zeus nodded slightly and said nothing, but just waved his hand, indicating that the other party could leave.

Within ten houses, there must be a loyal and righteous person. Although Chaos did not have this sentence, he had similar words.

Zeferos's performance over the years has undoubtedly proved this.

Almost at the same time, the gods in the world fragments looked at Judas, just as Zeus looked at the god of the west wind.

They lamented the rarity of loyalty and piety, and their own luck.

In this way, before the decisive battle, perhaps I could entrust him with some things.

As for the frontal battlefield, don't let him get involved.