Zeus's fury was burning intensely.
However!
At that moment...
Accompanied by footsteps, Prometheus stepped into the temple. He knelt on one knee, bowed his head in shame, and said sorrowfully, "Your Majesty, I have failed to meet your expectations. I never imagined that the Underworld and the Ocean Realm would join forces..."
Prometheus's eyes were filled with disbelief, as if he genuinely hadn't foreseen or expected such a thing. His performance was flawless, truly selling his shock and ignorance.
For the first time, Zeus spoke calmly, "Stand up, Prometheus. This matter has nothing to do with you."
"Yes..."
Prometheus rose, but his head remained lowered in shame.
Though Zeus was tyrannical and suspicious, he wasn't completely without leadership qualities. If that were the case, he wouldn't have been chosen by the gods in the first place.
From any perspective, Hades and Poseidon were not weaker than Zeus, yet many gods still chose to follow him. This, in itself, was proof of something.
Zeus possessed a certain level of charisma.
Even though his rage burned fiercely, almost ready to destroy everything, he forced himself to remain calm.
Why?
The answer was simple: Zeus understood that this was a conflict between the Underworld and the Ocean Realm, between Hades and Poseidon. If he vented his anger on Prometheus...
Well!
It was obvious what would happen next. The gods would likely betray him. Even if they didn't immediately, they would turn passive-aggressive. No one was stupid enough to stick around under such circumstances.
Come on!
If you don't even want things to go well, why should I continue to serve you like a dog?
Most of them didn't have Prometheus's ability. Who knew what would happen if something went wrong? The outcome could be disastrous. No one wanted to experience the risk of serving such an unpredictable master.
This was their thinking.
Zeus, cold and indifferent, said, "Hades and Poseidon... those two really know how to play their games. This time, it's my fault. I never expected them to join forces and target the Heavenly Realm."
"Hmph!"
Zeus snorted coldly, his face grim and icy.
In that moment, his eyes flashed with terrifying sharpness.
Prometheus remained silent, still bowing his head in shame.
Then.
Zeus said calmly, "Prometheus, go and rest. This matter does not concern you."
"As you command!"
Prometheus respectfully withdrew, while Zeus's eyes gleamed with a sharp, frosty light. His voice, cold as ice, whispered, "Hades, Poseidon, mark my words—this is not over. Quite the opposite, this is just the beginning."
"Hmph!"
In Zeus's eyes, there was a terrifying gleam, so sharp it reflected the depth of his murderous intent.
After Prometheus left the temple, his expression shifted, and his eyes sparkled with an intense light. It was undeniable that, at times...
The charisma Zeus displayed was impressive, but that wasn't the core issue.
Just like how Yuan Shao once seemed destined to conquer the land, but some people's brilliance only lasts for a brief moment. Zeus was no different from Yuan Shao.
Prometheus would never abandon his inner thoughts!
For someone like Prometheus, once they have set their mind on something, it is nearly impossible to make them give it up.
If they were to abandon their beliefs, that would be truly strange. It was unrealistic, impossible, and completely out of the question.
This was the core issue, and Prometheus was fully aware of it.
Thus!
For now, this matter was set aside and temporarily concluded.
Prometheus left.
However!
With the Heavenly Realm temporarily out of the picture, the battle of the gods continued. But now, the Ocean Realm was steadily losing ground.
Yet the problem is...
Seriously?
Do you think we're blind?!
We are actual gods! We're not idiots.
We're not fools.
Is there really a need to go this far?
At this moment...
The gods were truly at a loss, barely able to tolerate the situation. Of course, this was more of an internal complaint. No one was foolish enough to voice it. Who would dare? That would be suicidal!
Hah!
If anyone dared speak out now, they'd be signing their death warrant. They might as well dig their own grave, because their head would get smashed open.
No need to even think about it.
The gods knew this all too well. So, they kept to themselves and watched from the sidelines.
Even though!
It seemed as if the Underworld and the Ocean Realm were treating them like fools, they still watched obediently. When the show was over, they would politely applaud.
There was no need to consider doing anything reckless.
Otherwise?!
Hah!
Rest assured, you don't want to know the outcome. Absolutely! You would never want to know what that result would be.
The strength both sides had displayed was far too terrifying. Even though they were clearly putting on a show...
The fear still lingered in everyone's hearts. There was no way around it—it was simply too overwhelming. No matter how you looked at it, it was just terrifying.
Everyone understood this well. Even if they knew they were watching a performance, they'd still sit quietly and clap when it ended.
But!
In the meantime, both the Underworld and the Ocean Realm were preparing for their own matters. It was clear this was merely a delay tactic.
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