Prometheus did not get an answer to the question, and chose to remain silent in response to Ender's question.

But many times, silence is also an answer.

So even though the truth was shocking, the puppet had to believe it.

He, Prometheus, although not as sung in the mortal world, holds a prophecy about the succession of the gods.

But he definitely knew what could cause huge harm to the Lord of Gods who had already surpassed the true God.

As for what this method is, it is difficult for Ender to guess. He only knows that it is most likely related to Hercules.

Therefore, Prometheus' help along the way was not only to repay the other party's help, but also to achieve his own wishes.

Obviously, even if Hercules had possessed such power before, it was still far from meeting his requirements.

"What is he lacking?"

Ander asked.

"What's missing is a heart that knows who you are."

Responding with a smile, the wise man with foresight spoke slowly.

"I know that you want him to go to the depths of the spirit world because in your opinion, he is the one who has received the 'invitation'."

"Only by following him can you reach the pinnacle of the spiritual world."

"I agree with your idea, because taking a journey deep into the spirit world may indeed help him to understand himself."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"Don't be impatient... cough cough cough..."

The pale-faced god smiled and waved his hands, then coughed lightly a few times.

"No man is born to carry burdens, not even Hercules."

“Although the Bronze Age is gone, it still taught me a lot.”

"I will no longer tell others what to do... I will only stand up when they need me and use my experience and wisdom to help them solve the difficulties in front of them."

……

The sun rises and the moon sets, the sun sets and the moon shines.

In the blink of an eye, time flies by.

On Mount Olympus, although Hercules was cast down to earth, it was impossible for Zeus to stop paying attention to him.

After all, this is his most important chess piece and his most outstanding descendant of the god.

Zeus even saw the other party using the power of space to enter the spiritual world.

He was not blind, it was impossible for him not to notice the great hero disappearing out of thin air.

However, without the existence of the original body, it was indeed difficult for Olympus to block such spatial changes, so the King of Gods did not try to stop it.

Of course, Zeus was not surprised by this, because that was how Hercules came to his golden palace.

There is no doubt that when the gods of the spiritual world saw that they could not do anything to them, they turned their attention to their own descendants.

In addition, Alcmene had been in trouble with the entire Asgard not long ago, so it was normal for the other party to seize this handle... But in any case, the matter ends here.

They couldn't remove his seal, so unless they simply killed him, Hercules would be of no use to the spirit world.

Unfortunately, as a human being who holds the "mandate of heaven", the great hero received a little recognition from the symbol of supporting the sky.

When he mastered this power, he was destined to be unable to leave the world for long. This is why Zeus only threw him down to the mortal world instead of Tartarus.

On this basis, if the spirit world killed him directly, it would simply provide assistance to himself when fighting against it next time.

If sacrificing a son, sacrificing a 'god-man' who can only be created after he has completely unified the current royal power, can gain a huge advantage in future battles with the spirit world, then Zeus would be more than happy to do so.

After all, it did take him a lot of time to train Hercules, but gods are immortal after all.

As long as he can unify the present world, he will have plenty of opportunities to create a second great hero.

"...Heh, did you finally let him go?"

"Yes, in your eyes, he is probably a hot potato."

Holding the tricolor scepter in his hand, Zeus sensed the movement in the west.

There, the seal he had left behind was triggered.

If nothing unexpected happens, Hercules is there.

It's just the ruins of Mount Odisha...it's a sparsely populated place.

Frowning slightly, the God King wanted to move the other party away.

He sealed the other party's power not to let Hercules live peacefully in his own world.

But the next moment, beside the great hero, Zeus suddenly sensed a familiar breath.

"Ok?"

"Hebe, why is she here?"

The God King was slightly stunned and a little surprised.

So, before he noticed, the wizard who kidnapped the goddess of youth had been dealt with by Hercules?

It seems that he still overestimated the wizard, or maybe his offspring is indeed capable.

His eyes flickered slightly, as if he had thought of something. Zeus withdrew his hand and did not try to move the other person.

Well...Heber is here too...that's great.

A smile appeared on his face, and the God King's expression immediately returned to calm.

Isn’t this good? Alcmene is gone, and now there is Hebe.

"Zeferos."

"Your Majesty, you called me?"

The God of West Wind asked respectfully as his figure appeared.

Zeus simply waved his hand gently and handed the other party a letter made of divine power.

"Give it to Aphrodite and ask her to do as I ask - remember not to let Hera know."

"I'm doing this for her own good. I think they will thank me in the future."

“…Yes, Your Majesty.”

Nodding in agreement, Zeferos flashed and turned into a flying bird.

Picking up the letter, he flew out of the palace.

There was a hint of doubt in Zeus' eyes. He didn't know why this loyal subordinate had recently developed Poseidon's inhuman habits.

But Zeferos was still capable of doing things, so he didn't care too much.

It's just a hobby. As long as it doesn't affect doing things for yourself, let it be.

"Well... let's leave it at that for now on the sacred mountain."

"Next, I should go there and take a look."

Zeus' expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but recall the brief spatial turbulence he encountered when he rushed back to the sacred mountain.

Misfortune comes with blessings, and blessings come with misfortunes.

At the moment of falling into the void, the power of the God King that he burst out with all his strength seemed to make his perception exceed a certain limit, and he discovered a small movement at the edge of the world.

Faintly, the movement reminded Zeus of Asgard when he first discovered it.

But upon closer inspection, the gap between the two is huge.

The God King didn't know what it was, but his intuition told him that he should go over and take a look.

……

Uh...

In an unknown place, the sky is filled with yellow sand.

The ground is covered with cracked and dry soil.

There was not a trace of moisture or clouds in the sky.

Occasionally rain falls, but there is no clean water source to be found.

The pale red raindrops filled with bitterness seemed like God crying, or punishing the sinners who had betrayed God.

Every time he drank the liquid, Judas felt as if his esophagus was being cut and burned mercilessly.

"But I have no choice... I want to live on and live to the legendary new world."

With his mouth open, he bit the neck of a wild beast and drank its blood greedily.

In this broken land that has long been devastated and even far away from the core, any living creature is rare.

After all, the sun that gave life to all things has disappeared, and the gods that symbolize nature have all perished.

There are so few survivors like them, and their number is decreasing with each passing day.

Because this is an abandoned hell, even God's final mercy was not shown here.

"Gudong Gudong..."

"call……"

The blood flowed into his stomach, and Judas felt a little better.

Despite living in such a world, even the blood of wild beasts is slightly poisonous.

They mix with gastric juice and stimulate the swallower's nerves all the time.

But compared to those smelly, rotten bugs and mosses, this is the best delicacy.

Gradually, my strength recovered bit by bit.

Reluctantly standing up, Judas looked at this desolate and dilapidated world.

The sky was like a broken mirror, reflecting destruction.

The earth was full of cracks and gullies, and filled with bones and mosquitoes.

But Judas knew that the world was not originally like this.

It once had the sun and the moon, flowers and the breeze.

The great Nile River nourishes the creatures on both sides of the river, giving them fertile land and abundant floods.

But now, everything is over...

It shattered like a piece of porcelain, a gem.

What is even more difficult to accept is that he should have been one of the victors and should have followed the great Hebrew prophet Moses in appreciating the Lord's omnipotence and power.

But when the natural disaster occurred, he was in a remote location.

So as the world shatters, time and space distort.

When the entire Hemenu world turned into fragments of various sizes, Judas and some people happened to come to this loose fragment.

There are many fragments like this. Like the largest fragments, they keep rotating around the primordial water and are absorbed and assimilated bit by bit.

Regardless of whether it was performed by another world or gods, this was an unchangeable result - but that was not what Judas cared about.

He only knew that he was abandoned, even if everything was caused by a natural disaster.

"No... not yet."

"The prophecy of the great prophet is still there. We will definitely be able to return to our homeland, to the homeland that belongs to the Hebrews."

"It flows with milk and honey. It is the land God promised us."

"Our noble blood will burn there, and all foreign races will be our servants!"

His face was ferocious and his pupils were bulging.

Judas didn't know if this was true or not, but it was the only thing he could believe.

The more desperate and difficult the situation is, the more precious hope is.

The closer you are to death, the purer your faith will be.

Like other fellow people living here, when a prophecy whose truth or falsity is unknown has been repeated a thousand times, the instinct for survival will make people willing to believe it.

So after praying devoutly to the Almighty Lord, Judas dragged the prey towards his residence.

Now that he had secured food for the next few days, his next task was to preserve his gains.

Yes, to preserve the gains.

After all, in such an environment, all living things are his enemies.

……

Chaos, the edge of the River that surrounds the world.

The void fluctuated slightly, reflecting the figure of the God King.

The divine powers were spread out on all sides, and before coming, Zeus used his authority to erase all traces of the action.

In today's world, as long as he is willing to spend enough energy, he can still conceal his whereabouts.

The only bad thing is that the power of his incarnation is still too weak... Shaking his head slightly, the God King has no other choice.

So far, apart from establishing himself in Olympus and relying on the power of the interface between the Gods and Asgard, he can exert some of the power of the great gods in the absence of the original body. There is no other way to split such an incarnation.

In contrast, if Tartarus had enough wisdom, He would only need His hands to create a great-level incarnation.

Not to mention the Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood. During the disaster of Typhon, part of its power fell on the King of Monsters, and part of its power was infused into Mother Earth.

A piece of branch shaped the mutation of the sun, and the remaining power could shake the seal and cause turmoil in the underworld.

To such beings, Zeus is no more than that.

If He could use His full strength, the God King wouldn't know how many moves He could hold out.

The only good thing is that this will never happen.

After all, under the supreme power of the worldly will, all existence will only become weaker and more divided.

Those that cannot be divided will only be sealed up by Him.

Only I, as the master of all gods whose interests are the same as His, can continue to progress and become stronger and stronger.

"This is the general trend."

"How can you possibly succeed if you go against the will of heaven?"

"My father and grandfather just don't understand this truth... Since He wants you to die, why don't you consider it from another perspective."

"If you could continue to bring benefits to Him, how could you end up like this?"

Looking back, we walked out of the world in the traditional sense and came to the void where Chaos' power radiated.

A hint of doubt flashed through Zeus' mind, because in the Ringing River, he did not sense the striking presence of Oceanus, the god of the ocean, and Thesis, the goddess of primordial water.

Apart from the endless river water, there is no other superfluous breath there.

Is this leaving? But where can they go?

After thinking for a moment and looking at the ever-shaking ocean in the world, Zeus believed he had found the answer.

Indeed, the turmoil caused by Poseidon's departure was too great.

But in a sense, this also means that the other party's priesthood is indeed very powerful and very valuable to the world.

If not for this, the departure of the weather titan Klios doesn't seem to have caused much trouble.