Hades had some understanding of Poseidon's actions.
But not much.
This wasn't a joke; truly, no one understood what Poseidon was up to. No one knew what the mysterious Poseidon was hiding or what his true goals were. He had always kept a low profile, never revealing his hand, leaving everyone wondering what secrets he might be concealing.
Hades had only caught a glimpse of Poseidon's hidden motives during the battle where the three brothers joined forces against their father. Even then, it wasn't clear what Poseidon was up to.
Because of this, Poseidon remained an enigma—something that made the situation all the more troublesome and difficult to comprehend.
Hades pondered over Poseidon's actions and calmly remarked, "Sister, it's likely that Poseidon is behind this, but it doesn't really matter. Regardless of who did it, it only confirms one thing."
"Hahaha~~~"
Hestia chuckled lightly and said, "Exactly! The moment someone goes to such lengths to hide something, it proves the existence of the primordial solar flame. In other words, the solar flame is real."
At first, Hestia had only discovered a vague trace of the solar flame. She knew nothing more, nor could she find any additional clues.
But now things had changed. The fact that something had been deliberately hidden only made the situation more intriguing. What other secrets were buried deeper? No one could say for certain.
However, the reason was clear enough. Anyone with a bit of sense could see it.
Now, with Poseidon having gone to such lengths to conceal the solar flame, it only confirmed that their initial assumption was correct. This was the core of the matter.
Hades said calmly, "Sister, it would be best to have Aether search for it. As the God of the Star Realm, the Star Lord, and now a God-King, Poseidon's efforts to hide the solar flame won't have much of an effect on him."
Undeniably, Hades understood that even he wouldn't be able to find something hidden in the chaos of the Star Realm. However, with Aether's abilities, the task was achievable.
So…
The solution was obvious: let Aether do the search.
Aether, as a God-King and the Star Lord, might face some obstacles from Poseidon, but how much could Poseidon really block? Aether wielded unique divine power in the Star Realm, even if he was the Star God of the Underworld.
Thus, it made the most sense to let Aether handle this search. After all, the solar flame possessed God-King-level power. Besides Aether, no one else was truly qualified for the task.
Ha! Anyone else? That would be a joke!
Or rather...
Aether could withstand an attack from the solar flame, seize the opportunity, and capture it. This was the most logical plan.
"Mhm!"
"Mhm!"
Hestia nodded repeatedly, indicating she understood the plan.
...
The Holy War had come to an end.
However, as the war concluded, it became clear that not everyone was reacting the same way.
Poseidon remained calm throughout the entire event. It wasn't just about being content with his second-place status—he had no interest in the throne of the God-King.
Poseidon wanted the second position, a place that was neither too high nor too low, as it allowed him to achieve what he truly desired. That was the most important thing to him.
As for the rest?
Poseidon didn't care. It was all meaningless to him—just trivial matters that he never paid any attention to.
But while Poseidon remained indifferent, Zeus's reaction was vastly different.
"..."
In the divine palace of the heavens, Zeus sat with his eyes slightly narrowed, radiating an aura of danger and seething with murderous intent.
Clearly, Zeus's rage had already begun to simmer. This was hardly surprising.
After all...
Who wouldn't be furious in Zeus's position? To be suddenly ousted, inexplicably attacked, and ultimately defeated—it would make anyone's blood boil.
Especially considering Zeus's notorious temper. However, for now, he suppressed his anger and thought for a moment before calling out, "Prometheus."
Soon after, Prometheus entered the temple, bowing respectfully. "Your Majesty!"
Zeus's voice was cold as he asked, "Prometheus, how are the preparations for that plan?"
Prometheus's expression grew serious. He raised his head and said earnestly, "Your Majesty, the preparations are nearly complete. At most, we need another five million years to be fully ready!"
"However…"
Prometheus continued in a solemn tone, "Your Majesty, you must understand—there is only one chance for this plan. If it fails, it will be a real disaster. The prophecy will come true. My advice is that you make absolutely sure that you are fully prepared."
Zeus's icy voice asked, "Do you think I have the time to fully prepare?"
Prometheus shook his head and replied, "Your Majesty, there is no rush. Even with the prophecy, what does it matter? The change of God-Kings and the rise of a fourth God-King—even if someone is qualified, what difference does it make?"
"The timeline can be stretched out indefinitely as long as things are properly controlled. The prophecy will inevitably come to pass, but no one said when it must happen."
Prometheus urged, "Your Majesty, everything must be absolutely ready to ensure success. As for what was lost today? Once that final step is taken, according to our plan, the Heavens will have at least two or three God-King-level followers, and one of Ancient God level."
"When that time comes, would there be anything left to fear?"
Prometheus's words were filled with urgency, as he tried his best to persuade Zeus.
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