Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 87: Is this how you test Zeus?! (Please read on!)

It is extremely difficult for a god to get drunk; he can only truly become drunk when he himself desires to immerse himself in a state of intoxication and trance.

However, many gods are still drunk, because many gods enjoy this slightly tipsy, hazy, and dreamlike feeling.

In response, a certain god-king who wished to remain anonymous stated that he had completely given up alcohol.

He no longer liked the feeling of being drunk!

While many gods are known for their love of wine, Mnemosyne, with her profound wisdom, is definitely not among them.

What's more, at this moment, she was still disheveled!

His simple black clothes do match the image in the legend.

but!

This so-called black garment was merely a thin veil of night, appearing almost invisible to Zeus's sharp, piercing golden eyes!
All the graceful curves were faintly visible beneath the thin black gauze dress.

In that brief glimpse, Zeus had already seen the goddess's incomparably beautiful figure in full!
It's still the clearest, most realistic version, without any blurring!

The mother goddess of civilization and memory, her figure is so graceful, so voluptuous, so alluring.

It made one's blood boil and one's mind flutter.

Looking out, the splendor and profundity of the world's civilization are all contained within, truly captivating the gods and leaving them unable to extricate themselves.

In this situation, amidst the romantic atmosphere, with emotions running high, even a blockhead like him couldn't help but be captivated by the beauty of the moment.

Although Zeus did not drink the divine wine, he seemed to be slightly tipsy at this moment.

In this situation, if one's mind and spirit are not intoxicated, then one would be out of touch with human affairs.

Zeus calmed himself and steadied his wavering divinity.

His instincts as the god of the sky made it difficult for him to resist the primal attraction to the goddess of seduction; he simply couldn't help but try to control himself.

Moreover, the goddess of civilization's memory is just too tempting!

I can’t stand it. I can’t stand it at all!
Just one glance is the limit.

Zeus's ability to quickly look away after just one glance is a testament to his unparalleled perseverance.

He truly had no idea what this magnificent goddess of civilization meant; it was truly extraordinary.

Is this how you test Zeus?!

Then I'll tell you!
You've come to the right place!

The God of Gods is so accurate!

That being said, Zeus is still relatively stable.

He dares to swear to himself that he has truly been chaste throughout his life, and at least until now, he is still a pure and spotless God!

Even though the beautiful and wise Metis was by his side day and night, giving him whatever he wanted, He never actually fed him; He only managed to get some verbal and physical advantage.

He is now completely focused on his work!

Zeus's gaze remained fixed on one side of the temple, not daring to look at Mnemosyne's alluring figure any longer. He spoke first, saying, "Revered and beautiful goddess of memory, goddess of the accumulation of civilization, son of Rhea, Zeus pays you the highest tribute."

The radiant and eternally serene goddess seemed to only then notice Zeus, who was already parched in the palace.

Her slender yet voluptuous figure swayed and trembled as she slowly rose from her divine throne, her gait carrying a slightly tipsy languor. Her deep black eyes, devoid of the dignified appearance of legend, were instead filled with the radiant glow of civilization.

Long, beautiful words, like the sweetest mead, slowly flowed from her luscious red lips: "Ah~ Your esteemed and noble son of Rhea, master of destiny, the destined king of the gods, the infinitely great and omnipotent Zeus."

"You finally came."

Her voice, tinged with intoxication, was so alluring and captivating that it nearly bewitched Zeus the moment she opened her mouth.

However, even with the goddess before him so alluring and seductive, Zeus felt no tenderness or affection whatsoever.

He sighed inwardly, 'Alas, I hate this all-knowing god! Everything has to be done in the most practical way!'

Zeus still did not look at the magnificent, alluring goddess.

His gaze was fixed on the stone pillars on one side of the temple, as if the white marble was more attractive than the cherry red on top of the white.

He coughed lightly, trying to make his voice sound solemn and calm: "Honorable Omniscient Goddess, I have come here specifically to seek your help."

Upon hearing this, the charming goddess let out a soft, delicate laugh.

There are no sirens yet, but Zeus is certain that this laughter is more alluring than the most seductive sirens' song; a single soft laugh is enough to evoke endless reverie in the gods.

Her tone was playful and teasing as she said coquettishly, "In the not-too-distant future, when that great, destined God-King comes to seek divine help, shouldn't you look him in the eye? Your current behavior is rather impolite."

Upon hearing this, Zeus let out a bitter laugh. His usually majestic voice now carried a hint of helplessness and sincerity.

"Beautiful goddess, your charm is too dazzling. My still-unwavering heart is simply unable to resist your unparalleled beauty. If I were to look directly at you right now, I would surely lose all reason."

Just as Zeus finished speaking, the flawless goddess of memory moved gracefully, appearing silently beside him like a ghost.

The rich fragrance emanating from her fair, jade-like body had already begun to waft around Zeus, causing him to slow his breathing.

The alluring goddess of civilization's slender, jade-like fingers, with a slightly cool touch, gently caressed Zeus's resolute face.

Her charming words, now even softer and more tender, carried a hint of intoxication as she whispered in Zeus's ear, "Truly a king of gods with sweet words."

"I don't believe what you're saying!"

The gentle goddess's voice paused for a moment before softly continuing, "Revered Zeus, please do not overthink things."

“Long, long ago, in the distant and ancient past, I already knew to whom I, Mnemosyne, would ultimately belong.”

"I have waited for you for so long, my love. I will be by your side forever. My honor is your honor. We will never be apart."

The great, omniscient goddess of memory, with her graceful figure, gently unfolded her arms and embraced Zeus.

She raised her beautiful head and looked into Zeus's deep golden eyes, her voice filled with anticipation and impatience: "Great Zeus, my love, do you need me to set off for Mount Olympus now?"

Zeus finally looked directly at the infinitely beautiful goddess before him, his deep eyes filled with undisguised possessiveness.

He embraced the goddess tightly without hesitation, his voice gentle yet firm: "Now is not the time. The new order has not yet been fully implemented, and the foundation of the universe is not yet solid."

(End of this chapter)