Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 315 I'll fight you to the death!
Golden light swirled as Caliope slowly sheathed his sword.

Although the sword was sheathed, its epic and boundless sword intent had not faded. The wind pressure, carrying the divine majesty of noble order, swept across the land.

"Nonsense, baseless accusations, utterly absurd."

"No need to say more. Let my great Father God and all the gods bear witness."

A clear hint of mockery flashed in her golden eyes.

"Your sins certainly need to be carefully assessed."

"I'm waiting for you to go to Olympus."

'If this matter truly reaches the Father God, there is a pretext set by the Mother God. Even if it is handed over to all the gods as witnesses, they will speak on behalf of the Mother God.'

'Even without the Father God's intervention, the Mother Goddess's influence alone would be more than enough to deal with the small inland sea.'

She was too lazy to say another word to this pathetic loser, so she turned away and transformed into a golden beam of holy light to leave.

Before leaving, she glanced out of the corner of her eye at the human kneeling on the ground, a survivor of the ordeal, weeping bitterly.

His expression softened for a rare moment, revealing an unspeakable pity for mortals, but he could only sigh softly in his heart.

'My actions today must have absolutely nothing to do with humanity.'

Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the Father God.

'Today, Abu Sunaia certainly won't dare to make a move again.'

'Don't be fooled by her loud shouting at this point; in reality, that's all she can say.'

'As for going to Olympus to sue me?'

Caliope displayed a truly noble and confident smile.

'joke!'

Do you know my full name?

'My name is Calliope Zeus!'

(P.S.: The basic form of a Greek name is first name, then surname, that is, first name + last name. There is also a more formal form, which is first name + patronymic + last name. There are also slight differences in suffixes between men and women, but we won't go into details here.)

As Abusunaya watched the golden figure of Princess Muse gradually fade into the distance, a sharp pain shot through her flat chest, and she bit her lip tightly.

His eyes flashed with hatred and resentment, humiliation and shame, and even glistened with tears.

I finally managed to get out of the house!

They were subjected to such bullying and humiliation!
She cried out repeatedly in her heart: Mingming...

I've already been so humble!
Can't we just talk things out properly?!

This is outrageous! This is outrageous!

She glared angrily at the still-kneeling human, her fists clenched.

In the end, however, she abandoned the idea of ​​taking her anger out on humans.

Does anyone know if Caliope has actually left?

If you take matters into your own hands and Caliope comes back to fight you, and you get beaten up again, that would be even more unfair.

Moreover, as His Majesty's beloved daughter, she must understand His Majesty's likes and dislikes even better.

Today, Caliope would rather be unreasonable than fail to protect humanity.

This shows what?
This demonstrates that he has pledged his allegiance to the emperor...

***! You chose the wrong person!

Looking back now, perhaps I was really wrong.

His Majesty has never truly and completely abandoned humanity!
The shimmering light of the water flowed around her, as if countless undercurrents were surging within her.

As she considered the various pros and cons, Abusunaya's expression twisted and changed.

She endured it.

At least for now, we must endure.

Humans can no longer act rashly against them.

At least not until the situation becomes clearer.

Since His Majesty has not truly abandoned humanity, we cannot use humanity as an excuse.

The water in this pool is still too murky; it shouldn't be stirred up.

She felt a pang of regret; she had been careless and hadn't done thorough research!
The affairs of the human race are far too complex, and politics is too sensitive to meddle in!
Abusunaya hardened her heart; she would put aside the human affairs for now!

Don't underestimate the weak and insignificant!
Thirty thousand, three hundred thousand... well, never mind, fortunes change every three million years!
Wait until humanity is without the protection of any great god, then we'll vent our anger for what we have today!
I am immortal and can afford to wait!
However, this matter cannot be considered closed!
We must take this to Olympus!

She couldn't use humans as a pretext, and neither could Kaliópei!
That makes things simple.

Next, I'll only focus on Caliope's indiscriminate killing of innocent people! I won't bring up anything else!
I have a firm grip on this argument!

Abu Sunaia really couldn't stand it anymore.

That primal savagery originating from the deep sea, combined with an uncontrollable sense of humiliation, stirred wildly within her divinity.

This is outrageous!
She, Abu Sunaia, daughter of Phorcys and Ceto, and a direct descendant of the Inner Sea pantheon, had never suffered such a humiliation!
Her half-faced, ferocious beast-like features were contorted with extreme rage.

But that half of her exquisitely beautiful face appeared cold due to her extreme rationality.

She forced herself to calm down.

Although the other party is the most top-tier second-generation god.

However, she was in the right! She knew the law!

His Majesty the God-King is reasonable; this is the common tenet of all divine beings!

She didn't ask His Majesty to punish Caliope; that was unrealistic, and she dared not even hope for it.

But even if it's just to embarrass her!
Even if it's just to let the Olympian gods see how Calliope violated the order of her great father and how she indiscriminately slaughtered the innocent!
That's worth it!

For an immortal and eternal god of the laws, there are very few things more important than face.

Today, her dignity was brutally trampled on by Calliope in front of those lowly mortals.

Even if the other party is of extremely high status, she is determined not to tolerate it!

If someone goes against you and gets punished by you, then so be it!
But I have already been so humble! So submissive!

You still humiliate me so mercilessly and exterminate my entire clan!

Enough is enough! Abu Sunaia steeled her heart and declared, "I'll fight you to the death!"
There are still laws in this universe!

Abu Sunaia grew angrier the more she thought about it, and the more she realized that it made perfect sense.

The divine law she believed in became her last and only pillar.

Her inherent tendency to be a fence-sitter, coupled with her confidence in the law, was completely overwhelmed by her anger.

She transformed into a black current, turned around, and sped towards the center of the universe—Mount Olympus!

She was also thinking about whether she should discuss it with her family first.

However, she abandoned this idea in an instant.

She knew very well that if she really told the elders in her family about this, it would be a disaster.

Those elders who are adept at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and who have long since etched the ability to be opportunistic into their very being, must have all advised themselves to just bear with it.

But I've already put up with enough!

I was practically begging to lick her feet! And I was still humiliated like this!
Reason prevails throughout the universe, and nothing can deter us!
Abu Sunaiya, charge!
***, let's give it our all!
As soon as Abusunaia left, the suffocating abyssal divine power that enveloped the entire tribe, and the twisted, deathly domain, finally vanished completely.

The air became breathable again.

The pungent, salty, and fishy smell gradually dissipated.

For these surviving humans, everything that happened today is like a nightmare.

A terrifying, bizarre, and utterly hopeless nightmare.

In the nightmare, indescribable black mountains crawled towards me.

There is a distorted transformation that occurs when one looks directly at the gods and is transformed into the Tao.

There was the bloody scene of his companions exploding before his eyes.

And then their beloved teacher, the noble goddess Calliope, descended with a radiant, holy hymn.

In this dark nightmare, a glimmer of light appeared.

Now, both the incredibly powerful invading deity and the protective deity who saved them have finally departed.

The nightmare is finally over.

The survivors helped each other up, shakily crawling to their feet from the muddy ground stained with blood and slime.

They watched as the tribe, already ravaged and ravaged by the divine might of the gods, suffered heavy casualties.

The tears that had just stopped welled up again uncontrollably.

Unlike in the past, this time the human casualties are mostly second-generation humans.

That is to say...

They are children who have just learned to run and laugh.

The child's tiny corpse, broken little body, tiny clothes, and ungrown face—all of this caused the parents more despair than any fallen warrior.

A gentle woman of her generation knelt on the ground, tightly embracing a small, twisted, and mutated corpse.

That's her child.

Her shoulders were trembling violently, but she clenched her teeth so tightly that she couldn't make a sound.

Blood was seeping from between his teeth, and tears of bright red blood flowed from his eyes.

Her child is only three or five years old.

One generation of humankind is a creation of the gods.

The second generation of humans are their own flesh and blood.

This is more painful for parents than letting their children die on their own.

How much they wished they could die in place of their child!

However, harsh reality is never determined by their will.

Suppressed sobs of despair echoed throughout the ruins of the tribe.

Until it could no longer be suppressed, it turned into a heart-wrenching wail.

The nearly ten thousand survivors of the entire tribe wailed in unison, their cries shaking the heavens.

Sorrow engulfed everyone.

Even a god, witnessing this scene, would be moved to sorrow.

In dimensions unseen by mortals.

Above the boundary between life and death.

Thanatos, the master of death, stands silently in the void.

He watched all of this unfold with a blank expression.

Regardless of how Kaliópe and Abu Sunaia debate and fight.

Regardless of who is right or wrong behind this.

He simply watched silently.

He upholds his sacred duty, which originates from the divine order and destiny, and never interferes with the world of the living.

His expression remained cold and hard, like ice that would never melt.

However, in those deep eyes that should have been absolutely indifferent, there was also a profound sadness that was almost impossible to conceal.

He is the embodiment of death.

Having truly introduced the concept of death to the entire universe, He had become accustomed to parting.

However, He can never easily accept the many partings in this world.

The eternal farewell between parents and children.

A final farewell between two beloved lovers.

The final farewell of close friends.

The eternal separation between these most sincere feelings caused Him unbearable pain each time.

(End of this chapter)