I get stronger by sunbathing, just like Superman.

Poseidon, the ruler of the sea.

Afterwards, several different strange phenomena appeared in the main hall one after another.

Ultimately, five people were seated on the twelve thrones.

Zeus also returned to the central throne, the highest throne symbolizing his power and status as the king of the gods.

Thus, the twelve Olympian gods—Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, Hermes, and Apollo—are listed.

And the only female deity,

Aphrodite.

Everyone was present.

These six are the few remaining main gods today.

Zeus…

Are you telling the truth?

That person...is back?

Hades spoke first, his hoarse voice sounding like he had shards of glass in his throat.

The other gods also looked at Zeus, as if the arrival of 'that person' was an extremely important matter to them.

It is worthwhile for them to gather here.

Zeus did not speak, but instead waved his hand.

The sacred fire before the throne seemed to have been ignited with accelerant, suddenly burning brightly.

At this moment, they all saw the giant frog flying in the sky.

Or rather, the soul inside the frog's body.

"It really is him..."

Poseidon narrowed his eyes, his hands unconsciously gripping the armrests of the throne beneath him.

Apollo turned to look at Zeus.

"Did he come for that thing?"

"What else could it be?"

Hermes continued:

"Zeus! Where did you put that?"

"I…"

Zeus paused for a moment, then said, “I gave him to Kracharius.”

Upon hearing this, the gods' expressions all changed slightly.

Aphrodite, the goddess of love, lowered her beautiful eyes, gently stroking her long hair with both hands, and said in a soft, seemingly sarcastic tone:

"You're so generous..."

To take what belongs to others and present it as a gift to mortals.

Zeus turned to look at her upon hearing this, his eyes sharp, and said, "Strictly speaking, Cracherus is a demigod."

He is my son.

"That's no excuse for you to give away other people's things as gifts."

It was Apollo who spoke.

He seemed somewhat agitated, even standing up and pointing at Zeus's nose, saying:

"We promised him that when he sets foot on the soil of Olympus again..."

We'll return that thing to him!

Calm down.

Zeus waved his hand, his expression calm, and said, "He has no idea what happened back then."

and…

He didn't know such a thing existed either.

"But he'll find out sooner or later!"

Apollo roared, "What if he finds out we didn't keep our promise!"

None of the rest of us will escape!

Zeus pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze to the sacred fire.

Another figure appeared in the raging flames.

He was a tall, handsome, blond man.

He wore a close-fitting suit of gold and white armor, with a white cloak hanging from his back, and rode a winged horse.

This man was one of Zeus's illegitimate sons.

Kracharius.

Zeus gazed at the figure within the sacred flame and said in a deep voice:

"Clacherus is very powerful now."

If he can defeat or even kill that person, then we don't have to keep our promise.

"are you serious?"

Apollo's eyes widened, and the others also looked grave.

"Of course!"

Zeus looked at Cracharius with unwavering confidence.

"He is my strongest son!"

It is the only being blessed by all the gods!

Even if my son Ares were still alive, he wouldn't be a tenth as good as him!

As he spoke, he looked at the crowd, a ruthless glint appearing on his aged face.

"That thing already belongs to Kracharius!"

If he wants it, let him take it back himself!

Next second,

He suddenly looked up at the sky, where dark clouds suddenly rolled in, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder.

Zeus spoke in a loud voice, as clear as a bell:

"My son!"

Your enemy has arrived!

Go and fight him! Kill him!

Bring his head before me!

We will crown you!

You will be the new King of the Gods!

.........

world,

Clacharius, who was fast asleep in a luxurious palace, embracing a blonde, blue-eyed beauty, was suddenly awakened.

"Father…"

He was breathing heavily, looking out the window at the sky, at that face that bore a striking resemblance to Clark.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Outside the window, dark clouds rolled in the sky, as if foreshadowing something...

He shook his head, recalling the words he had just heard in his dream.

That was a promise from Zeus, the king of the gods!

"Bring the enemy's head to Father..."

I will be crowned King of the Gods!

Immediately, he rolled out of bed, and with a casual wave of his hand, the battle robes and armor hanging on the clothes rack next to him flew onto his body and put on themselves as if they were sentient.

In a blink of an eye,

A majestic knight appeared before the mirror.

Chapter 154 Ancient Greek Superman