Greek Mythology: A loving father and a filial son

In another world, on Mount Olympus, Zeus looked at Apollo with long golden hair with an angry face.

Zeus stood on the top of Mount Olympus, and the whole sky seemed to be darkened by his anger. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes flashed with thunderous light, as if he could destroy everything at any time. His majestic body stood firm in the strong wind, and the golden armor shone dazzlingly in the sun, but it could not conceal his rage at the moment.

He glared at Apollo in front of him, his long golden hair fluttering in the wind, which was in sharp contrast to his anger. Apollo said with an indifferent look: "Zeus, it's time to replace your position as king of gods. Please step down now."

Zeus looked at Apollo indifferently and said, "How many gods do you have?"

Apollo replied expressionlessly: "We already have enough support from the main gods, Zeus, your time is over."

When Zeus heard this, a sneer appeared on his lips. His eyes seemed to burn with fire, and all of Olympus trembled with his rage. He slowly raised his hand, and a ball of violent thunder condensed in his palm: "Do you think you have a chance of victory? Apollo, you are wrong! As long as I am still standing here, you will never succeed!"

As Zeus finished speaking, thunder in the sky burst out instantly, turning into countless electric snakes and attacking Apollo. However, in the face of this destructive power, Apollo seemed unusually calm. He gently waved the golden long bow in his hand, and a bright light shot out, colliding with the thunder.

The roar was deafening, and the entire Mount Olympus was shaking violently. The light and thunder intertwined to form a thrilling scene. The figures of Zeus and Apollo loomed in the light, and their power reached its peak at this moment.

Apollo's expression remained unchanged, he just stared at Zeus and said casually: "Zeus, do you want to fight with me?"

Zeus heard this and sneered again and again: "Apollo, do you think I will be afraid of you? Today, let us compete here to see who is the real king of gods!"

Before he finished speaking, Zeus flashed and appeared in front of Apollo. He wielded a huge thunder hammer and struck Apollo with a devastating force. Apollo's eyes narrowed and he quickly dodged. At the same time, he pulled the golden long bow in his hand and shot a bright light arrow at Zeus.

Zeus dodged and easily dodged the light arrow attack. His body was like lightning, and he launched a fierce attack on Apollo again. The battle between the two instantly entered a fierce stage, and the entire Mount Olympus trembled under their power.

The power of Zeus is like a violent ocean, and every attack carries the power of destroying the world. Apollo, on the other hand, is like an elegant breeze, his figure is extremely agile, and every dodge is just right. Their attack and defense have reached their peak, which is dazzling to watch.

As time went by, the battle between the two became more and more intense. Zeus kept swinging the hammer of thunder, and each blow seemed to tear the entire sky apart. Apollo, on the other hand, continuously shot out bright arrows of light, each arrow containing powerful divine power.

Their figures intertwined in the air, and every collision erupted with earth-shattering sounds. The entire Mount Olympus was shaking under their battle, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Athena's eyes flashed as she stood at the bottom of the mountain, with a smile on her face. Athena stood at the foot of Mount Olympus, her eyes shining with sharp light, and her face with a touch of excitement that could not be concealed. She stared at Zeus and Apollo, who were fighting fiercely in the sky, and her heart was filled with anticipation.

As the goddess of wisdom and war, Athena is no stranger to such battle scenes, but every time she watches it, she can feel new passion and shock. And today, the showdown between Zeus, her most "respected" father, and Apollo, whom she had always been "optimistic" about, made her even more excited.

She could see that every time Zeus swung the thunder hammer, it carried the power of destroying the heaven and earth, as if it was going to tear the entire sky apart. Apollo, on the other hand, was like an elegant dancer, nimbly dodging Zeus's attacks in the air while shooting bright arrows of light to counterattack. The battle between the two entered a wonderful rhythm, both fierce and harmonious, like a magnificent symphony.

Athena looked at the crumbling scene of Olympus and murmured: "My dear brother Bacchus, your throne as king of gods will come."

The battle between Zeus and Apollo continued, their figures intertwined in the sky, and every collision erupted with a deafening sound. The power of Zeus was like a violent torrent, constantly impacting Apollo's defense line, but Apollo relied on his agility and precise judgment to save himself from danger time and time again.

As time went by, the battle between the two became more intense. Zeus wielded the hammer of thunder, and every attack was carried with thunderous force, as if it was going to tear the entire sky apart. His eyes flashed with rage, as if he wanted to destroy Apollo completely.

However, Apollo was undeterred by Zeus' attack. His figure is agile, like an elegant swallow, soaring freely in the air. The golden long bow in his hand was like a bright lightning, emitting a dazzling light every time he pulled it. Although his attacks seemed light, each arrow contained powerful divine power, so Zeus did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

The battle between the two entered a fierce stage. The power of Zeus is like a violent ocean, constantly impacting Apollo's defense line. Apollo is like a calm hunter, waiting for the opportunity to give Zeus a fatal blow. Their figures intertwined in the air, and every collision erupted with earth-shattering sounds.

At this moment, Apollo suddenly dodged and escaped a fierce attack from Zeus. He took the opportunity to pull the golden long bow in his hand, and shot a bright arrow of light at Zeus. This light arrow was extremely fast, instantly penetrating Zeus' divine armor and shooting into his chest.

Zeus groaned and staggered back. His face turned extremely pale instantly, and he was obviously severely injured. However, he had no intention of giving up the fight, but stared at Apollo angrily, preparing to launch a more violent attack.

Apollo did not give Zeus a chance to breathe. He flashed and appeared in front of Zeus again. The golden long bow in his hand flashed across the sky like a bolt of lightning, and another bright arrow of light shot towards Zeus. This time, Zeus had no way to dodge and could only resist the blow.

At the bottom of Mount Olympus, Artemis came to Athena and said, "Your Highness Athena, do we want to go there now? Or should we go there later? By the way, Your Highness Bacchus is back?"

Artemis and Athena stood side by side at the foot of Mount Olympus, their eyes fixed on Zeus and Apollo, who were fighting fiercely in the air. Artemis's words broke the silence around her, and Athena turned her head slightly, a glimmer of thought flashing in her deep eyes.

"Artemis, let's wait and see for the time being." Athena said softly, her voice like a stream in the valley, clear and calm, "The current battle situation has not yet reached the time for us to intervene. As for Bacchus, he is already coming back. On the way, I believe he will appear at the critical moment."

Artemis nodded, determination shining in her eyes. As the goddess of hunting and the moon, she also possesses keen insight and calm judgment. She knew that Athena's decision must be carefully considered.