Chapter 109 - 86 Preparation

Chapter 109: Chapter 86 Preparation

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Spirit Realm, the fourth layer.

Chaos and order overlapped, the boundaries between life and death blurred, with only three cocoons of light emitting a faint glow, stabilizing the environment around them.

These were the embryos formed from Themis’s blood mingling with the power of the Spirit Realm, symbolizing the Deities of Spring, Summer, and Autumn. In this special environment, they were absorbing the power of the realm, growing slowly but steadily.

In front of them, Laine’s eyes were partially closed as he felt the various mysteries of the birth of a deity.

“...Indeed, it’s still not working. The immortal essence that belongs to a deity seems to appear out of nowhere; I simply cannot comprehend the principle of their birth.”

Time passed before Laine opened his eyes.

Another failed attempt, but it was completely expected.

If he had really seen something, that’s what would have been cause for concern.

Perhaps only when he fully steps into the realm of Great Divine Power will he be able to try to unravel its mysteries. However, Laine’s nurturing of the three gods was not to decipher these secrets, but for another purpose.

Of course, fulfilling his past promise and preventing Zeus from causing trouble for his own aunt was indeed one of the objectives. But even if Themis had chosen to refuse, he would have found another way to use the fourth layer of the Spirit Realm as a womb to nurture new gods at this epochal juncture.

Only, compared to other divine offices, the Gods of Spring, Summer, and Autumn were simply more to his liking.

“The gods of Chaos are indeed interesting. Without guard, alcohol can make them topple, and potions can make the Divine King spew out his own children.”

“No wonder mortals always try to fool deities in later times. After all, people will fear, have faith in, and accept the gap between what’s completely unreachable. But when it comes to beings similar to themselves, it’s easy for them to have other thoughts.”

“Distance creates enchantment. When gods and humans stand together, the gods are no longer gods.”

He murmured softly, but Laine had to admit, perhaps only such ‘people’ could create all kinds of incredible miracles.

Beings like Golden Humanity, indeed beautiful, were like precious paintings—great for admiration but of little practical significance.

It’s just that the only human left on the earth now, perhaps under the influence of the Spirit Realm’s atmosphere, Laine discovered that this fellow named Cohen, his soul showed signs of self-repair.

Although the process was slow and even if completed, he wouldn’t shift from “good” to “evil,” this merely introduced the possibility of change, but it was still a change worth observing.

“Good, good.”

Perhaps it was the years of separation that left Rhea at a loss for words. She just looked at the deity before her, feeling somewhat emotional.

“Mother Goddess, time is of the essence, I have important matters to discuss with you.”

Grasping Rhea’s hands, Zeus spoke first, despite knowing she had much to say.

The Queen of Gods could not be away from Mount of the Gods for too long, the longer she was away, the more likely it was to attract the attention of the Divine King. If Cronus suddenly turned his gaze their way, Zeus would certainly not fare well.

So Zeus took out a crystal-clear vial made from crystal stones, within it a purple liquid slowly flowed, shimmering with specks of light.

This was just its pre-use color; once mixed with any liquid, it would blend in, making it difficult to detect.

“Ever since I learned of my origins, Mother Goddess, I have not for a moment forgotten that there were five siblings swallowed by my father before me. With the help of several deities, I have created this potion, which will save them if only the Divine King can be made to drink it.”

Raising his head, Zeus looked straight into Rhea’s eyes.

“You will help me, won’t you, just as you once rescued me from Mount of the Gods?”

“... Of course, I will.”

She nodded with a complex tone, in fact, the Queen of Gods had been waiting for this day to come. She could not bear to see her children imprisoned eternally before they had the chance to grow up; she would surely find a way to rescue them.

But when she thought of Cronus, she was somewhat reluctant to face him.

“Merely changing form may not deceive your father, but he has never seen you. I’ve elevated some of the Golden Humanity, bestowing them with godhood, so they could serve your father eternally.”

“The proud Divine King doesn’t regard them, so you can pretend to be one of them. Mask your godhood with mine, then disguise yourself as a servant pouring his nectar, and make him drink this magical potion—if it truly works as you claim.”

“I will help you, Zeus,” she said, her expression tinged with sadness, “but there is only this one chance.”

Nodding excitedly, Zeus failed to notice his mother’s expression. He didn’t realize that even though Rhea wanted to rescue her children, she had no plans of leaving Mount of the Gods herself.

The deities of Chaos often made such strange choices, on the one hand releasing their greatest enemy, and on the other, remaining by the side of the Divine King.

Perhaps it was the Queen of Gods’ inability to let go of her affection for her children while also finding it difficult to harden her heart against the Divine King. This included Metis later on—they were all the same.

From this perspective, perhaps Hera’s heartlessness towards offspring was not altogether unwelcomed by Zeus.