Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

In the outside world, the true name of the new god has spread all over the world, but in the hall, an intense operation is still going on.

The Queen of Gods Rhea held her newborn child in her arms and looked anxiously at the maid who had been waiting for a long time.

"Hurry up, hurry up, bring it here!"

With a pale face, but with a hint of urgency, the Queen of Gods took the stone from the hands of the White Oak Goddess.

She had thought about giving birth to a child outside the sacred mountain, but Kronos obviously did not give her this opportunity. But fortunately, since it was in his own domain, the King of Gods politely waited outside the hall.

But when the son of God was born, Rhea knew that he would come in as soon as possible.

"Your Highness."

The Oak Goddess took out the stone that had been prepared in advance, and Rhea took it in her hand. She used her divine power to change the shape of the stone, making it look similar to the baby in her arms.

But this alone is not enough, Rhea also needs to give it "life" and be contaminated with the breath of the new god. So she closed her eyes and ruthlessly cut the chest of the baby in her hand.

The newborn god cried loudly, causing the thunder outside to become more and more urgent, but Rhea didn't care about the pain. She quickly dripped the blood from the baby's heart on the golden apple, and then covered him with a roll of gray cloth.

"Take him away," she said, "to the sea, to the territory of my elder brother Oceanus."

"Except for the mother goddess who is wavering in her attitude, he is the only one in the world who is willing to fight against the king of gods. You tell him that Kronos' pursuit of divine power will not end here. If he still wants to keep the power of the sea, if he wants to take more power from the new king, then this is the best opportunity."

Seeing the white oak goddess nod in response, Rhea finally looked at the baby in her hand. She was a little reluctant, but still handed him to her maid.

She didn't do this when Poseidon was born, because his divine duties were originally related to the sea. [Storm] [Tsunami] would make the ocean god reject him, [Earthquake] would make the mountain god and the earth mother hate him, but Zeus was different.

He has a powerful priesthood, and there is only a conflict of priesthood with the helper of the God King, the God of Weather, Crius. Even if it is to leave a backup, the Ocean God System will definitely accept him.

"Go!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Kneeling slightly, the White Oak Goddess took the baby and left in a hurry.

Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Rhea did not stop the action in her hand. The God King has stepped into the palace, and his undisguised footsteps have been heard.

"Fate is on my side, I will succeed."

Silently, Rhea merged the golden apple with the stone in front of him. The divine fruit merged into it and turned into the heart of the stone baby, and a strong beating sound was heard.

The rock was burned by the sun without being damaged, and was washed by the power of the Queen of Gods day and night. It has long produced divine power. When the golden apple containing Zeus's blood merged with it, it seemed to have life, and it exuded a breath belonging to the gods.

"Tap-tap--"

The footsteps of the God King approached, and Rhea didn't have time to think about it. She wrapped the swaddling clothes she had prepared in advance on the stone and covered it with cloth. She held the "baby" in her arms, then closed her eyes and waited for the judgment of fate.

"Tap--"

The footsteps stopped in front of the bed.

Kronos looked at his wife in front of him. She held the baby in her arms and turned her back to him as if guarding against an enemy.

The God King was a little sad and a little regretful. As his own God Queen, Rhea could not understand him after all. She didn't know at all that whenever Kronos saw his offspring, the last curse of the Father of Heaven lingered in his ears.

"He is waiting for me, waiting in the sky. He is at the highest point, waiting for me to go to the bottom."

Memories flashed in his mind, and the God King shook his head gently, as if to get rid of these things from his mind. If possible, he didn't want to do this, but fate was so ruthless.

If he could defeat fate, the God King swore that the laws of the world would be his next target of revenge.

No one can control the fate of a king, not even the world itself.

"What is Meliades here for?"

Standing in front of the bed, the God King asked.

On the sacred mountain, he could naturally feel the traces of the White Oak Goddess. She left in a hurry just now, and he was also a little curious about what she did.

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However, facing the God King's question, Rhea, who was lying on her side, said nothing.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, let her go."

Shaking his head, Kronos knew that Rhea didn't want to pay attention to him now. But as long as the child was still here, he didn't care what tricks they played in private. If she could provoke one of her brothers to resist him, it would just give him an excuse to do it.

The Queen of Gods remained silent, but Kronos didn't plan to wait any longer. He grabbed the baby wrapped in Rhea's arms and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Boom!"

A huge thunder sounded through the world. The God King felt that something was moving in the dark, as if to show something.

"Heh, maybe this child is really destined to be the one, so fate responds to this."

With a sneer, whether it is true or not, the God King no longer cares. He glanced at his wife again, and then quietly left the room.

He had to give her some time to be quiet. Apart from issues related to offspring, he still took care of Rhea's feelings.

Kronos walked out of the hall and looked at the back of the White Oak Goddess who turned into divine light and went away. He did nothing. The vigorous vitality in his belly seemed to prove the vitality and strength of the new god. Of course, it might also be the vitality of the power of thunder, but that was not important. After all, the other party had been swallowed by him and had no chance to turn over.

He walked slowly forward, and the God of Weather was still waiting by his side. His complexion was a little bad. After all, the birth of two true gods related to his priesthood in succession inevitably had some impact on his authority.

Fortunately, these two new gods were the expansion of the authority of weather, not the seizure of the original part. The only thing he really lost was the one related to [Storm].

"Crius, when do you think I should take action against my uncle who controls the mountains?"

Standing side by side with his brother, the God King asked softly. But the God of Weather did not respond, because he knew that Kronos was not really asking him.

Sure enough, after a while, the God King answered the question himself.

"Just a thousand years, no, fifteen hundred years."

"Although my authority tells me that I won't have a new son of God born in a short time, I still have to wait."

"By the way, I also want to see what kind of punishment fate will give me for my rude confrontation with Him?"

Cronus made a decision without paying attention to others, and looked up at the sky.

The dark clouds have not yet dispersed, and thunder and lightning are intertwined in them. The law phenomenon caused by the birth of God is slowly receding, but it will take some time.

But Kronos doesn't want to wait. If he wants to see the sun, then the sun must let him see it.

Holding the scepter of the God King, the God King raised it to the sky. The supreme divine power connected the sky and the earth, directly tearing apart the laws that have not yet completely returned to peace.

At this moment, with the God Mountain as the midpoint, the whole world felt an extraordinary force erupting in the center of the earth. The sun was frightened and deviated from its orbit. All spirits crawled on the ground and worshiped the master of heaven and earth.

The dark clouds dispersed, bathed in the sun, and the God King looked around.

Unlike before, this time, no gods dared to spy on the sacred mountain.