However, reality has no "ifs," and the order of Law does not shift with the will of an individual.
Therefore, at this mont, even though power continued to flow from the earth into her body and her re gestures still held the power that made all the gods tremble, standing between heaven and earth, this oldest of the innate gods still felt a profound weariness in her heart, and a desolation as if abandoned by all things in the world.
Across from her, the Divine King continued to recklessly pour out his power, and Gaia was like a ruler proving his might, a handy tool. Around Mount of the Gods, the originally reverent gazes of the gods gradually shifted, and for the first ti, they realized that perhaps this venerable Mother Earth was not as formidable as they had thought.
The third-generation Queen of Gods wore a Golden Crown, her current solemn and majestic appearance inevitably reminded Gaia of her past self: so young, so confident, and even possessing the sa power—the sovereignty that parted the world. Only her First Era had passed, and now, Gaia was nothing but an uninvited nuisance.
Even beyond that, Mother Earth also noticed the fleeting presences that had passed by.
Laine and Erebus, the two she had always suspected, yet this ti, it was as if they had not even noticed her.
From dealing with the other gods, to their internal strife, then venturing into the starry sky, from start to finish, no one had spoken a single word to her, as if she were no longer worthy of attention.
In particular, Erebus had rely greeted the Divine King and paid no heed to his sister standing by.
And her own sister… Nyx probably had visited as well, but Gaia sadly realized that if the latter did not wish it, if "Mother Night" who presided over "Secrets" did not tread upon the earth, then she would not even be able to sense her presence. Clearly, Nyx had no intention of appearing.
All mixed together, Gaia's despair and anger were difficult to express in words.
"Ah—!"
Thump—
Transforming sorrow and fury into power, Gaia mustered her Divine Power once more.
A vast radiance surged up wildly, once again colliding with the "Thunder," yet this ti, under Mother Earth's incredulous gaze, Zeus's hand did not even waver.
"How, how can this—"
"—Mother Earth, you have gone too far," the Divine King said, montarily stunned, but he imdiately realized sothing. Trying hard to contain the joy in his heart, before the gods, facing the Ancient God who had once made him extrely wary, he spoke righteously.
"I know, because of the matter with the Titans, you may hold dissatisfaction towards , but Gaia, this is not a reason for you to vent your anger recklessly!"
"Fabricating lies, defaming the Divine King with so-called 'Golden Apple Tree'; endangering the current peace, trying to destroy the Mount of the Gods. Gaia, you must feel it by now, the world has brought down punishnt, and this is the reprimand for your arbitrary actions!"
In his words, Zeus equated 'defaming the Divine King' with 'destroying Mount of the Gods,' even placing the matter concerning himself at the forefront as if the repression of the laws were truly because of him. However, even to the observing gods, nothing the Divine King said seed wrong.
Imprisoning the God of teorology, Crius, was rely a normal struggle for power, and as for the "Golden Apple Tree," that was even more absurd. Gaia's arrival in a rage was sowhat laughable, so even though she was now being covertly mocked by Zeus, it failed to stir the slightest empathy.
When calmness returned, stripping away the halo of the Primordial Deity, the Gaia before the gods seed nothing more than an old woman who was upset by sothing, and then, after her disturbance failed, she was miserably suppressed.
"Ah—Zeus, there was a ti when you wouldn't even dare raise your head in front of , you—"
"Boom—"
The Arrows of Thunder were hurled down, instantly drowning out Gaia's voice. And this ti, it seed to pass a certain threshold; Mother Earth, who had previously had the upper hand, was pushed back upon collision, even reddish marks appeared on her hands.
It was not that Zeus had beco stronger, but Gaia had beco weaker. The three days and nights of battle appeared to have exhausted the current Order's patience with this Primordial Deity. The imnse suppression that descended, had it fallen upon Zeus, would have been enough to make the newly erged Divine King imdiately fall back, even reverting to a state worse than before his ascension.
While Gaia was not so reduced, she too was weakened unimaginably.
Now, she once again took the place of Zeus, who had just touched greatness, and the Lord of Hell, becoming the edge of the Great Divine Power.
"It's over, Gaia, abandon your futile actions. In the presence of the gods and in the na of the Divine King, I have never once stolen the Golden Apple Tree,"
His expression indifferent, Zeus slowly began:
"If you are now willing to recognize your error and relinquish your aningless accusations against , then I, too, will respond with rcy, forgiving your presumptuous actions of today without further ado."
As his voice faded, the Divine King looked calmly at Mother Earth, as if the victory was already in his grasp, and indeed, it was. The scene quieted down, and the gods waited for Gaia's response.
Victory was no longer within Mother Earth's reach, not even the chance for mutual destruction. Her only choices now were perhaps a dignified or a disgraceful departure. As for truly suppressing her, that was rather unlikely, but Zeus had never intended to do that either.
The authority of the Divine King was established, and anything more would be overdoing it.
"..."
Without a reply, and paying no heed to Zeus's explanation, Gaia, struck down with a blow, rely looked at her hands now reddened with welts.
All the life in the world seed to be mocking her, and as she looked around, she could not find a single person to stand by her side.
"..."
"..."
"Hahaha... Zeus, son of Uranus, offspring of Cronus..."
After a mont, Gaia lifted her head, looking at the Divine King who stood proudly among the clouds. Her voice was a bit hoarse, but at this mont, the entire continent seed to echo with her voice.
"I curse you."
"I curse you... My era may have passed, but one day, yours will also co to an end."
"I will be waiting for you, Zeus... I will be waiting until the end of all things."
Boom—
Long before Gaia had spoken her second sentence, the Arrows of Thunder struck down again, but this ti, the Divine King could do nothing to stop it.
Gaia's figure had disappeared; no one could stop her on the earth, even as she neared the brink of collapse. And her final curse spread through heaven and earth with the trembling sounds of the earth's crust.
The expression of the Divine King remained unchanged, as if he did not care about the helpless rage of the loser making her exit, but only Hera, who knew him well, noticed that Zeus might not be as calm inside as he appeared.
Because she had once heard Zeus speak of the 'prophecy' given before the dissolution of the second-generation Divine King.
"Zeus, a curse without the support of power is aningless, nothing more than empty words... Now, it is ti to do what a Divine King must,"
Stepping forward, Hera spoke softly.
"...Yes, a joke, nothing but the last attempt at dignity by an old-tir of the bygone era unwilling to leave the stage,"
Nodding, Zeus took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the gods bowing their heads under his gaze.
Not by the election of the gods, but by supre power, he was now truly the Divine King.
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