Chapter 254: 60 Surveillance_3



Chapter 254: Chapter 60 Surveillance_3

“Where is that clay jar sent by the King of the Underworld?”

Zeus didn’t pay much attention to Epimetheus, he only had the God of West Wind look after him as a precaution. What truly concerned Zeus was the King of the Underworld’s ‘gift’.

Hades volunteered to bear the name of the destroyer of the Bronze Humanity, as long as someone defied his warning and opened the jar he gave, the gods under his command would use plague and calamity to resolve Zeus’s troubles.

As for the price, he demanded that from now on, the corpses of all who did not devoutly believe in the gods would belong to him, and the Divine King agreed to this request.

However, for some reason, his ambitious but incompetent elder brother also got involved, Poseidon declared that he too wanted to take part in the destruction of humanity.

Zeus felt that he probably thought such an act would make humans fear his power. But had he not considered that gods were not just him alone? Hades resided in the Underworld, possessed authority which was also not favored by humans, giving up a positive image could be understood, but Poseidon?

Yet thinking about it, it seemed hard to say his choice was wrong, after all, his own elder brother probably wasn’t very capable of playing the role of a majestic and just benevolent deity.

“The gift bestowed by His Majesty the King of the Underworld is well-preserved by Epimetheus and Pandora, they did nothing unnecessary, merely occasionally taking it out to look at it,” Zephyrus reported, standing before Zeus.

“...I understand, I’ll handle this matter.”

After pondering for a moment, since simple curiosity and the desire to explore could be suppressed by reason, then Zeus decided to add the sin of envy as well.



He believed that he and the three daughters of Eurynome could very well accomplish this.

Besides, that jar... the Divine King was actually quite interested in the gift from the Goddess of the Nether Moon as well.

“What about Hecate, what has she gone off to do?”

In the end, the Divine King turned his attention to that unstable factor.

He still couldn’t discern Hecate’s attitude towards him, nor had he understood how she managed to weave the Magic Net. But she possessed a powerful Divine Artifact, with a force unlike that of any deity, that much was clear to Zeus.



Although he became the Leader of the Wind Gods with the enhancement of the Divine King’s power, taking over many responsibilities originally belonging to the God of Meteorology, and barely stepped into Intermediate Divine Power, theoretically a member of the ‘higher gods,’ this power could be revoked by the Divine King at any time.



Now, having received Zeus’s promise, he finally was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

After receiving his orders, the God of West Wind left the palace, transforming into a current of air and disappearing without a trace. Behind him, Zeus also nodded silently.

The authority of the Wind Gods was indeed handy for gathering information, as even if divine power was restrained on the land, it could not prevent a deity from transforming into the essence of their godhood. It seemed that neither Hecate nor Epimetheus must have noticed his surveillance.

In this respect, the Goddess of Rainbow Iris, who often conveyed his orders as well, was not just a notch below. So, in recent years, the Divine King had sent her to serve the Heavenly Empress rather than always staying by his side.

“Hopefully, nothing unexpected occurs... I also don’t know where that intuition of mine came from.”

Just before, around the time Prometheus was confined to the East Sea, Zeus felt somewhat restless, which is why he accelerated his plans.

He was so eager to create Pandora and send her to Epimetheus that he seemed a bit hasty.

However, soon after, as the master of Olympus, the Divine King once again had a mysterious hunch. He felt as if something was approaching Mount Olympus, and there was a tight connection between it and him.

As a result, Zeus spent a lot of time meticulously exploring, but in the end, he found nothing.

“Perhaps I should try a different approach, maybe intuition can lead me to the target better than divine power.”

With a slight change in his expression, Zeus decided that once the matter of the Bronze Humanity was concluded, he would let his instincts guide him to see what had triggered his reaction.

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As the Nine Realms integrated and Prometheus was imprisoned, the Chaos World once again became calm.



Or rather, having continuous events like in recent years was unprecedented in the past two eras.

Years sped by, and everything appeared so tranquil, with only a few able to sense the undercurrent beneath this calm.

Until this day, when several divine visitors from Mount Olympus came to the valley where Epimetheus and Pandora resided.