Chapter 315 There are only two gods in Greece, one is Zeus
When Eros knew that Zeus was going to compete in person in the weightlifting competition, he was completely confused.
If you weren’t on the field, how could others have fun?
Whoever doesn’t know Emperor Eternal Heaven will travel all over Greece in vain.
Let alone lifting weights, even if you tie all the gods to the other end of the rope and have a tug-of-war with Zeus, they will all be thrown up by one hand of Zeus.
Is this a fair?
Eros, who just now was thinking about how to show off his skills and show off his core strength, was instantly discouraged.
"What's wrong, father? I'm not good enough?"
Minos, who once again suppressed the demigods in the audience, looked at his father with some confusion.
She didn't seem to understand why her father suddenly became depressed.
"No, you performed very well, I just thought of other things."
Eros touched his daughter's head, feeling slightly relieved.
It's okay. At least Pandora is stable. It doesn't matter even if it serves as a stepping stone for Zeus.
As for whether there will be a situation where Zeus gives way to himself and specifically lets himself win.
Eros believed that this possibility was slim. After all, Zeus was the King of Gods. Since she appeared on the stage, she would naturally be the absolute winner.
In private, she could give in to anything, but publicly, she had to maintain her majesty as the God King.
Forget it, just do it, there is no shame in giving it to Zeus.
Eros sighed, and at this moment the demigods' game ended, with Aerys looking shocked and excited.
She loudly announced the surprising and exciting news to everyone in the arena.
"Celebrate! Cheer! And be amazed by what you see next!"
"The King of the Gods, the great Zeus, will personally attend this event to show you her power!"
Zeus will appear in person. This news not only affects the gods, but also everyone in the arena. The audience was shocked, followed by a wave of cheers and praises.
The majestic Heavenly Father, the great God-King, the Father of all, the God with thunder in his hand.
They poured out their praises and praises to pay their respects to this most noble and great god.
Thunder flashed in the sky, and amidst the thunder and fire, the King of Gods, who was radiating light like a flame, descended into the arena.
That vast divine light, just walking in front of mortals, is enough to sting their eyes and make them unable to see.
Everyone had to shed tears while trying to admire the figure of this God among gods.
In their eyes, that figure was extremely tall and sacred, sublime and great, and people couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence.
His Majesty the God King, we love you so much!
In contrast, Atlas, who walked out silently and kept his mouth shut, like a little giant, seemed very low-key.
Eros also stood beside Zeus. In the eyes of mortals, this was an extremely sacred figure shrouded in divine light.
In the eyes of Eros, Zeus just stood there not much different from usual.
The whole body is wrapped with silver lightning, but it seems that as Eros's own strength grows, he can feel the difference in Zeus more and more.
It was as if Zeus had shown the boundless body of the universe in front of him. Eros can now also feel the vastness and greatness contained in the seemingly petite figure in front of him.
Because he was in Zeus mode, and in front of so many people, Zeus did not speak to Eros, but only glanced at him lightly.
Everything is unspoken. To the extent that Eros and Zeus are connected, one look is enough to understand everything.
It turns out that Zeus also needs a chance to hammer and show off.
Of course powerful primitive gods like Gaia Nyx all understand her greatness and power.
However, you can’t teach others by teaching them.
Even with the warnings of their elders, some second-generation Titans and some gods who were born after the Titanic War still don't know much about Zeus.
They may understand the power of Zeus and think that she is a well-deserved king of gods.
But that kind of knowledge and understanding, even if it is very exaggerated in their own cognition, they still underestimate Zeus.
There are only two gods in Greece, one is Zeus and the other is other gods.
In this situation, it is natural to have some gods. I secretly feel in my heart that Zeus is about the same seniority and age as me. How strong can he be?
Hence, the scene where Zeus was so angry that he personally came off the field to participate in the game.
Compared with other projects that rely more or less on skill or ability, weightlifting only has the purest and simplest strength.
And what Zeus wants to show is exactly this, using absolute, despairing power like a chasm to make some gods understand the situation.
Eros understood instantly, and complained in his heart: How could someone be so blind and think that there is not much difference between themselves and Zeus?
Perhaps in the eyes of some people, the Battle of the Titans is Zeus + Gaia + his sisters + a bunch of surrendered Titans vs. Cronus.
It seemed to people that she, Zeus, was just a strength in numbers, and with the help and guidance of so many great gods, she took the position of the God King.
I even think that I can fuck me. If I have such a luxurious lineup, I can overthrow the current Zeus and replace him with another one.
This can be regarded as one of the disadvantages of Zeus calling himself the Philosopher King, that is, it makes them feel that they are really important, and even the God King has to care about their opinions.
If it were Eros, it would have been Tutu. How dare you speak to the Emperor of the Earth in such a tone?
But this is also Zeus's own choice and persistence, and Eros doesn't comment too much.
After the cheers and cheers gradually subsided, Iris slowly told the format of this competition.
“The first one, let Atlas, the Titan who carries the sky on his shoulders, take the lead.”
As a temporary reinforcement, Atlas said Without saying a word, he just heard Iris' words and walked towards Mount Olympus.
With every step he took, His figure grew bigger, like a bronze body made of fine iron, towering like a mountain.
By the time He arrived in front of Mount Olympus, Atlas had transformed into a towering Titan.
Looking up from the perspective of the arena, one could only see His ankles and the outline deep in the clouds.
But even so, compared with Mount Olympus, which seemed to have no top and towered to the extreme, His size still seemed a bit small.
Just like the hills you see on the hillside, you mistakenly think they are mountains, but when you compare them with the real mountains, you realize how small they are.
But at least, after reaching such a towering figure, Atlas is finally strong enough to carry the entire bottom of the sacred mountain.
Without saying a word, He stretched out his hand towards Mount Olympus, intending to lift it up.
The black monkey typed slowly, and it didn’t seem to affect my coding.
(End of this chapter)