The Greece Antagonist

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However, what responded to him were the very thunderbolt arrows that had once defeated the Titan armies, accompanied by Hera's disdainful cold laugh.

"I am very lucid, more lucid than ever before! I am sick of those old days, let whoever wishes to be the Queen. You shall no longer manipulate me with that, Zeus!"

Zeus, in front of his throne, quickly raised the Aegis Shield to block the impending volley of thunderbolt arrows.

But because the attack emanated from a being of the same divine origin, even the supremely defensive Aegis Shield couldn't completely block the invasion of power, causing Zeus's arm to ache and tremble, his internal organs to shake violently, and a thread of golden-red divine blood to overflow from the corner of his mouth.

"Enough!"

The wounded Zeus, furious, suddenly grabbed the Aegis Shield in his hand and swung it towards Hera in front of him.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a golden thunderbolt struck from the clear sky, hitting Hera squarely, the smell of charred skin and flesh wafting along with a suppressed grunt, immediately permeating the air.

Legend has it that the Aegis is a symbol of thunder clouds; when it is placed in the sky, the weather turns dark, and when Zeus takes it up, the sky clears.

Therefore, this divine shield could be used not only for defense but also for offense.

The air crackled with a high concentration of electric charges, Hera, who had taken a direct hit from the thunderbolt, stood in a charred pit with disheveled hair, her pale face, trembling hands holding the bow, and a trickle of golden-red blood at the corner of her mouth, clearly severely injured.

Seeing this, a ruthless look flashed in Zeus's eyes, and he did not hesitate to raise the Aegis Shield again, pushing his authority to the extreme.

The ferocious lightning, like a venomous serpent from the sky, snaked down, forming a dazzling silvery glow, aiming directly at Queen Hera on the field.

If this massive strike were to hit Hera again, it would surely cause grave injury, and the force that threatened Zeus would be immediately diminished.

At this moment, Athena, fully armed, stepped forward decisively, put away the Spear of Victory, and with both arms raised another Aegis Shield to block Zeus's otherwise unstoppable thunderbolt.

The Divine King Zeus's full-powered hit slammed onto the Aegis Shield, causing Athena below to grunt.

Realizing she had underestimated the divine might of the thunderbolt, the Goddess of Wisdom clenched her teeth, her arm muscles tensed drastically, burning her divinity and authority to their fullest, creating a glory as bright as a stellar explosion.

"Boom!"

The clashing divine powers stirred up a terrifying Aether Storm around them, cracking the ground of the plaza layer by layer, violently shaking the whole of Mount Olympus.

Both Athena and Zeus, locked in direct confrontation, staggered backward simultaneously, and each spat out a mouthful of golden blood.

"Aren't you going to strike now?"

Before the aftermath had subsided, a deep shout came from the settling dust.

The watching pantheon of gods, as if awakened from a dream, immediately joined forces to attack the wounded Divine King.

Aphrodite swayed her enchanting body and exuded a rich fragrance, disordering Zeus's mind with beauty;

Artemis and Apollo drew their bows to the sky, using the light of the sun and moon to shoot a dense volley of arrows, restricting Zeus's movement;

Hephaestus chanted spells while tightening chains, swinging heavy hammers to the ground, numerous pillars of flame erupting at Zeus's feet;

Seeing the tide turning, Zeus fiercely stomped the ground, his back muscles bulging, his eyes fiercely flashing with lightning, the sky above darkening instantly, silvery lightning gathering and swirling within the dense clouds, forming a dreadful pressure.

At the same time, Poseidon, driven by fury, waved his Trident as if mad. The Sea of Okeanos in the mortal world responded to the maritime ruler's divine authority, raising colossal waves.

The overwhelming surges, rarely seen even by sea gods, rose like thousand-foot-high waters, like giant hands extending from the depths of the sea to stir among the stars, continually disrupting the collected might of sky and thunder.

Under the full assault of the gods, animated chains extended across Zeus's body, pressing his other hand, still clutching the Aegis Shield, against the throne, pushing half of his barely standing body towards the divine seat.

"Bang!"

Finally, accompanied by the sound of a heavy object landing, the former Divine King sat upon his beloved throne, bound tightly with moving rune chains.

The Aegis Shield clattered from Zeus's hand to the ground, and the storm clouds in the sky dispersed.

Did we succeed?

After a succession of upheavals and fierce battles, the rebelling gods, observing Zeus now reduced to a prisoner at their feet, found it hard to believe, momentarily succumbing to a surreal feeling.

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But soon, the surreal feeling in the hearts of the gods was thoroughly replaced by excitement.

That's right, they had won! It was an absolute victory!

Just as the gods were considering how to deal with the Divine King, and how to divide his Authority, the Sea of Okeanos once again surged with overwhelming waves.

Three colossal figures moved toward Mount Olympus with incredible speed, each with fifty heads and a hundred arms, their collective roars like the collapsing heavens and earth, deafening to all.

—The Hundred-Handed Giants!

The rebellious gods, thinking the dust had settled, changed color at this sight.

Weren't they supposed to be guarding the Primordial Ocean? How did they suddenly appear at Olympus!

To prevent Zeus from desperately summoning the three Hundred-Handed Giants to his aid, they had activated a Magic Array at the beginning of the rebellion, cutting off all communication in and out of Olympus.

Theoretically, it was impossible for Zeus to call for these reinforcements.

But soon, the rebellious gods saw a figure with red hair and black wings, wielding twin blood-colored daggers, leading the way.

"See, I told you there was trouble on the Sacred Mountain, Father God is in danger!"

The Goddess of Strife, Eris, greedily absorbed the rich [Strife] Divinity above Olympus, boastfully showing off her accurate judgment to the three Hundred-Handed Giants following her.

The gods, caught red-handed, looked towards Eris in the sky with gloomy faces and murderous intent, wishing they could pluck every hair from her body.

But before they could act on their thoughts, two auroras as brilliant as stars also arrived, descending upon the outskirts of Mount Olympus.

As the crimson and azure luminescence faded away, the figures of Ares, the God of Berserkers, and Hermes, the God of Speed, emerged.

By now, except for Demeter, the Agriculture God, and Hestia, the God of Stove, the ten chief deities of Olympus had all arrived.

Zeus, restrained on his throne, couldn't help feeling overjoyed at the sight.

"Eris, well done!"

Months ago, Eris was reported to have sneaked into the Sacred Garden and stolen more than twenty precious Golden Apples.

Hera was infuriated by this and prepared to teach this unruly godspawn a lesson.

Originally, Zeus wasn't particularly fond of this trouble-loving daughter either, but considering her slight connection with Nyx, the Night Goddess, Zeus eventually intervened and saved Eris, then as usual sent her back to the Primordial Ocean to continue afflicting the life of the Sea of Okeanos, weakening the sea's Divine Authority.

Unexpectedly, his previous unintended protection allowed Eris to bring the three Hundred-Handed Giants to Mount Olympus at the critical moment.

Indeed, as The Three Fates had said, he was the King of Destiny! As long as Destiny favored him, no one could shake his Authority!

Zeus struggled to break free from his restraints on the Divine Throne, solemnly commanding,
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"You three, what are you waiting for? Hurry and help your king quell the rebellion!"

Upon hearing this, the three Hundred-Handed Giants roared low, jointly ascending Mount Olympus and entering the battlefield.

Zeus then gazed somberly at two other figures in the clouds.

"Ares, Hermes, don't tell me you too wish to join the traitors?"

"Of course not, Father God, I'm thinking of a way to untie you right now!"

Hermes, the quick-witted god, immediately grinned and darted toward the throne, away from the most dangerous part of the battle.

"I'll help too!"

Ares, looking at his mother surrounded by the three Hundred-Handed Giants and his father bound to the throne, finally made a smart decision, following Hermes to find a way to untie the Divine King.

Seeing the situation turn around, Apollo, Athena, and Hera, who were part of the rebellion, felt a sinking feeling, a look of determination flashing in their eyes.

They were all in!