I really can't control myself

The battle suddenly started in full force, and then entered a fierce stage in a very short period of time.

The reason why it changed so quickly was mainly because all the gods present had ulterior motives.

As I said before, some of the gods here want to support Ares, the proposed new king of the gods; some want to support Apollo on the opposite side; and some directly want to grab people's heads and become the king of the gods themselves; There are also those who are prepared to continue to wait and see and prepare to pick heads; there are even those who do not want to participate at all, or who are directly preparing to win and help whom.

But the problem is that there are so many people with ideas, but the problem is that they don't have a unified position among themselves. The group of people here did not divide into teams at the beginning and then fight, but suddenly started fighting. They didn't know each other's position.

For example, the group of people who just suddenly stood up and said they were going to help Ares deal with Apollo. Originally, there were about twenty of them. Facing the helpless Apollo and Artemis, if they really just faced off, it would be obvious that the side with more people would win in the end.

But the problem is that this has not even been a round. A bunch of other gods have already joined in, and the battlefield has suddenly fallen into chaos. The twenty or so people who originally wanted to support the new king Ares can't do it in an instant. Now we understand who is helping whom and who is taking sides.

The goals of this group of people in fighting are also different. On the one hand, their goal is Hera, the ugliest creature in the universe. On the other hand, some of them want to protect Ares, and some of them are targeting Apollo. In short, when this group of people starts fighting, Suddenly it turned into a melee.

Even after fighting so quickly, most of the gods even forgot about their original goals. There were people everywhere who didn't know whether they were enemies or friends. Inexplicably, their goal became to hit everyone they saw. After all, in this battlefield, it is not their turn to ask questions after seeing someone. If they stand for a while, someone else's attack may have already hit them.

Soon there was energy and small universes splashing everywhere, and they were all mixed together. The entire Olympus Temple has now become a mess. The only place that is still quiet is Linton and others who did not go up from the beginning.

"This provocation is so effective." Linton looked at the gods who were attacking each other with a happy face, "This is what makes fighting interesting. What's so exciting about two people fighting each other alone."

"So it's just for fun?" Poseidon and Hades, who were next to them, certainly didn't join in the fun. They just looked at Linton's cheerful expression and suddenly felt a little chilled.

Linton didn't put too much effort on his side, he just kept stirring things up. As a result, the whole Olympus has been turned into a pot of porridge. I can only say that you are worthy of being a devil.

"Aren't you two going to go out and do some activities? You've been watching this for two days, don't your hands feel itchy?" Linton looked at Poseidon and Hades beside him and asked.

"Are you not even going to let us go?" Poseidon said here.

"I'm saying this because I'm afraid you'll be bored," Linton said, spreading his hands.

"So, which side do you want to win?" Poseidon here asked. Of course he knew that, no matter how happy the group of people below were fighting, the outcome was actually not in the hands of these people at all.

Obviously, Linton's side is the key. Whoever he wants to win will win. For example, the battle between the gods in front of them seems fierce, but in fact they are just madly embarrassing.

"It doesn't matter." Linton waved his hand and said.

He was telling the truth. Poseidon's words were correct. He could easily control the direction of the chaotic battlefield by casually inserting a few words. He could indeed win whoever he wanted to win. But this doesn't matter to Linton at all. The tasks here have been completed. Now he just waits for the invasion war to end and has nothing to do to have some fun.

Poseidon and Hades obviously don't know the specific situation because they are not official team members yet. Of course, they didn't know about the invasion war. Linton didn't tell them at all, so in their opinion, Linton messed up Olympus like this just to rule here and control the world.

However, Linton actually didn't think about it that much at all. The more intense the fight would be, the better it would be.

Linton's answer made the two of them think more. Just as they were about to ask Linton for details, something suddenly happened.

A strong pressure from the small universe suddenly appeared in the Temple of Olympus, and the moment it appeared, the melee situation suddenly calmed down.

Yes, the gods who were fighting happily suddenly stopped moving as if they had agreed to do so, as if they were frozen.

The reason for this situation is that they all felt the owner of this coercive small universe at this time. This familiar strong pressure came from their king...Zeus.

Linton also felt this coercion. After all, he also learned about microcosms, or the pressure was indeed very obvious. It was completely different from other microcosms he had felt before.

Even before, even under the pressure of gods like Hades or Ares, Linton had never felt such pressure in their small universe. This time, it feels like there is a fundamentally different feeling.

Of course, Linton didn't know who released this small universe. He was the only person present who had never seen Zeus. But seeing Hades, Poseidon and others whose expressions changed greatly, he probably guessed something.

"Are you here?" Linton said with a frown.

"It's him." Poseidon nodded.

"Uh...have you gone too far?" Linton frowned again. Indeed, he did not want to meet Zeus at this time. After all, the task had been completed. Now the appearance of Zeus may cause some accidents in his mission, which is not a good thing.

I originally thought that Zeus had disappeared after all. I heard that he had been missing for thousands of years. How could he come back in just eight days? Linton probably guessed that the other party must have just disappeared and could not really be gone, but he did not expect that the other party really came back at this time. He must have rushed back knowing the situation here.

Of course, it's not necessarily the case that you got it back by yourself. The other party may just arrive when they know the situation.

Fortunately, Linton never gambles on luck, but he has considered such a situation. What to do if he really comes back? Of course he can only fight. After all, this lie can no longer continue.