Gods, I am the ancient Greek god of joy

"boom!"

Just after Hera dismissed the gods, a startling flash of lightning flashed across the realm of gods. Then countless gods discovered that the breath of the king of gods Zeus finally reappeared, and the areas in the realm of gods that were destroyed by the battle also began to quickly repair themselves.

Some powerful gods could even feel that the new king of gods' divinity was re-condensing. The power controlled by this divinity was stronger than before, and the order of the gods' world was also changing in unknown places.

Zeus returned with great force this time, and although his body was covered with divine blood, the power he exuded made people even more fearful, as if his authority as the King of Gods had been completed, and the upper limit of the power of the gods in the realm of gods had changed as well.

Zeus stood at the highest point of the temple, his body wrapped in thunder. The other main gods also displayed their own laws and stood behind him. An invisible oppression suddenly made all the gods dare not speak.

At this time, the secluded goddess Gaia also slowly appeared. She looked at the divine blood on Zeus' body, which included his own blood and that of the previous two generations of gods. A trace of nostalgia flashed in Gaia's eyes. She wiped away the scars on Zeus' body and handed him a box.

"My child, congratulations, you have finally made it this far. You have lifted the curse from Tartarus, which means that your strength has surpassed the previous two generations of God Kings. This is what I promised you. From now on, you will be the true King of the Gods."

Only then did the gods below know where Zeus had gone. The curse of the King of Gods was no secret, and even Zeus' chaotic private life was related to it. It was originally thought that this chaos would continue, but unexpectedly, Zeus quietly overthrew the previous King of Gods and became the true King of Gods. No wonder the realm of God seemed to have become much more solid since he came back.

But this is also a good thing. After all, Zeus has the final say on whether the realm of gods is in chaos or not. Some major events in the realm of gods in recent years are almost all caused by the troubles caused by Zeus's family. Now that Zeus' curse has been lifted and the potential of the gods has been promoted, I think they can have peace for a long time.

Zeus did not make things too difficult for those second-generation gods because now in the world of gods, in addition to the second-generation gods, countless new third-generation gods appeared because of him. Now that he had cut off the influence of the previous generation of gods and sent his old father into a deep sleep, those second-generation gods with ulterior motives did not dare to show up.

Watching everyone disperse, Zeus returned to the temple alone with Hera. The moment he came back, he knew about Zagreus. Looking at the heart protected by a large amount of divine power, Zeus hurriedly took out the box that Gaia gave him.

When he opened it, a soft golden light illuminated the hall. It was the wool of the golden goats that Gaia grazed. The golden wool was covered with a layer of faith power that was so rich and tangible.

Since the creation of the world, countless people's and gods' faith and fear of the earth have provided a lot of faith power for Mother Gaia, but these beliefs are of little use to her. However, the countless and complicated beliefs also give her a headache.

So as time went by, she used these beliefs to condense a golden goat.

The golden goat has the same function as the temple. It eats unpurified faith into its stomach and digests it continuously, while the wool it grows is the purified product. Goddess Gaia will only shear its wool when needed.

If it was just resurrecting Zagreus Zeus, it could be done, but his withered godhead would be difficult to repair, not to mention that there were still a lot of curses remaining in his body.

Now that Zagreus' heart is wrapped in the Golden Fleece, the enormous power of faith can be used to heal his godhood. This way, even if his divine power is not enough after he is resurrected, his position as a god can be advanced. This is the power of the Golden Fleece.

However, Zeus noticed that there were still many curses remaining in his body. Although these curses could no longer cause harm to him, the power of hatred was still constantly eroding Zagros' heart, and even with Hera's nourishment, it could not be stopped.

Then Zeus looked at Hera. All the gods who had rebelled with him had been more or less cursed by the second generation of gods. Now that he was much stronger, he could see that there were some remnants of the curse in Hera's body.

Just like this time, he was affected by Typhon because of the backup plan left by the second-generation God-King. These curses are like leeches attached to the bones, and it is not so easy to remove them.

Fortunately, the curse of Hera and Zagreus has no root now, and there is a way to deceive the curse, but this time the three goddesses of fate have to take action. However, Zeus has a headache when he thinks of the three goddesses of fate.

The three goddesses of fate were born to him and the goddess of justice. Although they do not have the divine power to control fate, they still have the power to weave fate, and they are able to interfere slightly when fate appears.

Because of Zeus's love, they often trip him up. The world needs the three generations of gods to grow stronger, so Zeus messes around outside and accidentally gives birth to many demigods. The appearance of these demigods can be regarded as the will of fate, but it still does not prevent the three goddesses from taking action. When they have nothing to do, they always like to cause trouble for him. The appearance of these demigods is always accompanied by turmoil, and in the end, it will still involve Zeus.

This time he wanted the three goddesses of fate to weave a fake death fate for Hera and Zagreus to deceive the curse, but he felt a headache when he thought of the tempers of the three goddesses.

Oh~, it seems I have to visit the goddess of justice again.

Sure enough, three days later, Zeus walked out of the temple of the goddess of justice, holding his old waist. The goddess is the goddess, and even his great divine power cannot resist the other party's demands. It seems that he will not want to come here again in the near future.

At this time, outside the temple, the three goddesses of fate had already asked their servants to wait there holding a blood-colored thread. When they saw Zeus coming out, they handed it to him. The thread was wrapped with the aura of ominousness and death. Zeus put away the ominous thread with disgust and walked into the temple of the three goddesses under the guidance of his servants.

Perhaps sensing Zeus's arrival, the youngest goddess suddenly took out a pair of scissors, and with a "click" she cut off a thread of fate. Then, without even looking at Zeus, the three goddesses continued to weave fate for all living beings.

But Zeus knew that the cut silk thread represented the death of a god. This was fate, and Zeus would not interfere without reason.

Zeus sighed, touched their heads, picked up the red thread and walked out.

Although the three goddesses of fate have come into contact with fate, they are also trapped here. As special existences, they are immortal, because everything about them is fixed at the moment they come into contact with the spinning wheel of fate.

In fact, they are more suitable for the godhood of drama. As goddesses who weave all things, they have seen countless kinds of living beings. It's a pity that the special godhood of fate prevents them from inheriting it.

When Zeus rode the sacred bull back to the palace, a trace of the breath of law had already appeared in Zagreus' heart. The divine power that had been drained before was slowly recovering, and the divine power of joy was even much stronger.

This is of course due to the blessing of the King of Gods and Hades, but it is also related to its own characteristics. After all, what could be more joyful than coming back from the dead?