Chapter 158: Chapter 13 Ancient Serpent
“Asleep?”
Zeus seized the key point from the other’s words without concern for anything else.
“Are you saying that the respected Mother Earth has now returned to her essence and no longer bothers with the troubles of the present world?”
“Yes.” Moanda bowed gently and replied respectfully, “But this is only a temporary slumber.”
“Perhaps a few hundred years, maybe a thousand years, Your Highness will awaken from her slumber. She didn’t specify an exact tiline, but during this period, she has commanded and a few sisters to guard the matters around Delphi.”
“I see… It seems that I won’t have the chance to et Mother Earth on this trip.”
His expression softened, and understanding the circumstances, Zeus was clear why his arrival was unheeded. Although he was sowhat disappointed that his grandmother had not chosen to withdraw from the world like the Mountain God and Sea God, a few hundred years was still good.
A few hundred years was enough ti for him to accomplish many things.
“You are Moanda, aren’t you, I’ve heard of you; you once delivered a Golden Apple to the Mother Goddess.”
Regaining his composure, the Divine King nodded to the nymph and then continued to inquire:
“Since you’re in charge of the Oracle, what about the statue of the previous Divine King?”
“It disappeared a few days ago.”
After hesitating for a mont under the Divine King’s piercing gaze, the nymph still revealed the truth.
“Disappeared?”
Sowhat uncertain, a few days ago was undoubtedly the day the war of the gods took place.
However, the exact truth wasn’t that important. Perhaps it was erased by Cronus himself or destroyed along with his demise. Regardless of the reason, Zeus was quite satisfied with this outco.
After the previous events, if it had been up to him to remove the statue of the forr Divine King, he would have been sowhat reluctant to do so.
“I understand. If that’s the case, you may leave now; you’re no longer needed here.”
“If Mother Earth awakens in the future, rember to convey my regards to her.”
With a wave of his hand, Zeus no longer paid attention to a minor nymph. After she left the Temple, he stepped forward and took out the stone he had sealed as the ‘Sacred Stone’.
“I an no offense by coming here, but as the new Divine King, the Sovereign of the Earth and the Sky, I rightfully should have a place here.”
Placing the ‘Sacred Stone’ on the pedestal that belonged to the second-generation Divine King, Zeus held his breath and gazed intently, trying to sense the surroundings, especially the other world that overlapped with the present one.
At first, nothing changed. However, after the ‘Sacred Stone’ pulsed with the rhythm of life seven tis, the boundary created by the Primordial Gods finally responded.
“…As expected.”
Silently, in Zeus’s perception, an invisible portal opened up. Although no being ca to greet him, the Divine King had anticipated this outco.
After all, the deanor of the Ancient God had not seed friendly before.
Behind the invisible portal, the essence known as ‘spirituality’ seeped out a thousandfold, clarifying the Divine King’s mind. Yet for so reason, besides that, he also felt a familiar yet strange burning sensation.
“This sensation… is it Helios?”
He shook his head slightly, not sure, as the sensation was sowhat different from the Sun God. Puzzled, he stepped through the portal and silently disappeared within the Oracle of Delphi.
When the Divine King left, silence once again fell over the Oracle of Delphi.
What no one noticed, though, was that as Zeus crossed the portal, wisps of black and white mist drifted out from behind it and settled to the ground.
They gradually gathered together to form a long snake, holding a twig in its mouth, which slithered on the ground upon landing.
It seed slow, but as if it had no physical form, nothing could hinder it. When the snake passed through the Temple wall and left, the first thing it saw was the recently departed Moanda.
“Divine King… is this what a True God is?”
Standing on a patch of greenery and having been ignored after answering the question, the nymph Moanda stared blankly in the direction of the Temple.
This was not her first ti experiencing the difference between the divine and the non-divine, in fact, this was her second ti communicating with a True God other than Mother Earth herself.
Once upon a ti, she had stood by Gaia’s side, witness to her union with the primordial Sea God Pontus, which yielded a profusion of offspring. Yet, until their separation, neither Pontus nor any of his five children had ever spared her a single glance.
In the past, when she attended the banquets of the gods as an emissary of Mother Earth, Moanda had felt the sensation of being noticed by deities for the first ti, albeit briefly and only because of the master she represented.
Just a mont ago, when the Divine King ntioned, “You once delivered a Golden Apple to the Mother Goddess,” she thought she might be receiving so comndation. However, the outco was that Zeus, preoccupied with important matters, never intended to say another word to the beautiful Elf.
After all, she was rely a Nymph, not a true Deity.
“It’s ti to go back; I suppose the Divine King did not wish to see when he ca out.”
Gently shaking her head, whether the outco was good or bad, since the new Divine King had co here alone, presumably not wishing others to know his whereabouts, Moanda also decided not to linger.
“True Gods, truly enviable, aren’t they?”
“Yes.”
She responded offhandedly and walked towards the old abode of Mother Earth. Yet, as she took her first step, she suddenly froze.
This wasn’t another Nymph speaking to her; there shouldn’t be anyone else here. The Divine King had just passed by, and the one who appeared was a strange voice she had never heard before.
“Ssss”
As the hissing sound arose, Moanda dared not move hastily. She could feel sothing crawling past her immobilized feet.
It was a snake, and though Nymphs had seen similar creatures before, none possessed the wisdom that this one did. In front of her, the snake turned its head, a branch in its mouth, facing the Elf behind it.
“It seems you think so too. If we can reach a consensus, that would be perfect.”
Smart, desirous, and allowed by Mother Earth to enter her garden.
Such a being couldn’t be more suitable.
“Who are you?”
Her voice trembled slightly, but Moanda still tried to think calmly. She did not know which deity was behind this being that dared to conceal itself in the Divine King’s presence, in the sacred sanctuary of Mother Earth in the Mortal Realm, harboring ill intentions.
“Ssss”
“Who I am is not important. What is important is who you are.”
The snake did not answer the Elf’s question, instead, its body gradually coiled. Its neck lifted high, its head level with hers, and its tiny eyes gazed directly at the being before it.
“An elf, a servant overlooked by the gods, a Nymph who desires the nobility of a True God—is that right?”
“What does that have to do with you!”
A bit out of character, Moanda clenched her fists tightly. It wasn’t because the other had seen through her thoughts—even mortals yearn for eternity, and there’s nothing remarkable about it. Even if the gods heard it, they would simply laugh it off as a mortal’s folly.
In fact, she was just vaguely aware of sothing.
And sure enough, although the snake’s face showed no expression, Moanda felt as though it had just smiled.
“Of course it has to do with , Erica’s offspring, after all, I can make it happen for you.”
“Answer my question seriously, do you want to be a god? Do you want immortality? Do you wish to be revered as a king by all your peers?”
Her heart pounded, Moanda remained silent. Today’s events had exceeded her comprehension, she did not know who would dare to voice such seductive words so boldly in the sanctuary of Mother Earth.
“So…what are you suggesting?”
“What I an is that you can choose to forsake your old master, to go against her will and eat the ‘Forbidden Fruit’, but from then on, you will gain freedom and a new life.”
“Isn’t it worth it? This is exactly what you’ve always wanted.”
Her lips felt dry as she thought about the Divine King who had just disappeared into the temple. The Elf incarnate of the oak seemingly realized who she was facing, but this only intensified the struggle within her heart.
The other had the power to do this. So now, it was her turn to make a decision.
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