To be king [Greek mythology]

own, or Zeus's.

Thurps found that he could keep up with Prometheus's brain.

In the marriage between Hera and Zeus that failed but continued to this day, there should always be a winner. As the patron saint of marriage, Hera absolutely does not want to be a loser.

Hera was silent for a while.

Zeus turned blue with anger at the conversation between Hera and Prometheus.

He obviously also knew that Prometheus planned to exchange the prophecy about his relationship with Hera in exchange for godhead.

In terms of status, Hera can really order Athena to return the godhead of wisdom to Prometheus.

Zeus looked at Hera, frowned and said, "Hera..."

The Queen of God who was still hesitant at first became firmer when she heard Zeus calling her.

She raised her chin like a proud peacock, "deal."

Prometheus heard the words, and the usual expression returned to his face again.

He looked back at Zeus with a bright smile.

Surpus looked at Zeus, feeling that the king of the gods would pounce on Prometheus and slap Prometheus in a minute.

Chapter 58

Thurps really admired the courage of Prometheus and Zeus in such a confrontation.

Look at this straight-backed figure, look at this calm and calm demeanor, look at this cheap smiling face that bursts the hatred to the limit in an instant.

Just do it if you run into it, and if you don't kill Zeus, you can piss him off half to death, Thurpus clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

As expected of my teacher.

Thurps felt that he and Prometheus were in the same style.

All right.

"Prometheus, Hera is my wife!" The thunder rod in Zeus's hand crackled, and he felt that his authority was neglected, which made the king of gods very angry.

"I didn't intend to do anything to Hera." Prometheus's expression looked particularly innocent. Although it was a bit creepy to make such an expression with the face of a middle-aged uncle, the meaning was still expressed quite clearly.

"I am the king of the gods. Where do you think this is?" Zeus said, looking at Hera with deep eyes.

He and Hera had already been torn apart. Among the several marriages of Zeus, the marriage with Hera lasted the longest.

Because Hera insisted on not wanting to divorce at first, but then Hera finally couldn't bear to fight with him. Zeus thought that he could finally be freed from this tug-of-war marriage. Firmly not divorced.

Why has not been divorced, of course Zeus knows.

Because Hera's priesthood is more special than Zeus's other wives.

The protector of marriage.

Hera's priesthood was born for marriage, and the protector of marriage couldn't even protect his own marriage. If he divorced Zeus, her existence would become the biggest joke among the gods.

So Hera punished those men and women who broke her marriage not only because of her own anger, but also because of the drive from the godhead and priesthood.

Hera didn't dare to be spanked by Zeus in front of the gods, because it would be tantamount to slapping her own face.

Zeus is also used to Hera following him to clean up some drags that he is tired of but still can't get rid of. Of course, occasionally a little smarter wins his favor, and Zeus will help him at will.

For example, Dionysus back then, and Hercules now.

The way Zeus likes one of his children is very straightforward. In fact, Zeus also enjoys the feeling of running around with his descendants, especially the people with his blood have made great achievements one after another in the world, and then they are praised by others. When it comes out, the words "son of Zeus" are usually placed before the name.

Zeus is used to everything under his control, although occasionally there are a few unexpected things—such as the development of the relationship between Surpus and Hercules, which is harmless to him, in fact On the contrary, he was happy to see it happen.

Because the body of Ethips, no matter how you look at it, is the one under the pressure of Hercules.

Thurpus still detains the name of this Prometheus student. No matter what aspect it is, Zeus will be happy as long as he sees that the people who are against him are not doing as well as him.

But those things that made him indifferent definitely did not include Prometheus running to the Temple of Hera, bypassing him and directly getting back the godhead.

Zeus minded, he minded to death.

He felt that he hadn't spoken to allow Prometheus to leave the Caucasus Mountains. If Hercules saved Prometheus, for the sake of his favorite child, it would be fine, Athens anyway. Na also said that she would take over the affairs of Prometheus.

But the fact is that the humans who saved Prometheus became students of Prometheus. No matter how good the relationship between Thurps and Hercules was, Zeus would not be happy. Mishus still had the guts to confront him so arrogantly.

Zeus found this intolerable.

"Where is this?" Prometheus paused for a moment with doubts in his eyes, "Isn't this Hera's temple?"

"This is Olympus!" The Thunder Rod in Zeus' hand hit the ground heavily, his expression very ugly.

"So?" Prometheus pretended to be listening.

Zeus looked at him, "I am the king of the gods, the master of Olympus."

"Your position as a god king is inseparable from the help of other gods. Of course, you can deny it now." Prometheus narrowed his smile, "I recognize the suffering you inflicted on me before, but never After today, I will no longer swallow my anger like I did before."

"What did you say..."

"It's not necessary now, Zeus." Prometheus glanced at Zeus with a little pity, turned around and handed the golden apple to Hera, with a calm but mocking tone, "Maybe you should Go ask Sister Moira."

Zeus frowned at what Prometheus said, and he stared at the former god of wisdom, "What do you know, Prometheus."

"Guess?" Prometheus said with a smile, and then led Thurpus to bypass Zeus and leave Hera's temple.

Zeus turned around and looked at the back of Prometheus, trembling with anger.

But at the same time as he was angry, there was a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart—the attitude of Prometheus made him feel familiar.

In the long memory memory, when his father god, that is, the previous generation of god king Cronus was about to be overthrown from the throne, when Prometheus mentioned Cronus, he was also calm but slightly contemptuous Even when Zeus came to power, there was no trace of surprise.

Prophets and seers have always been able to see some unforeseen facts.

Prometheus seemed to be sure that Cronus would fail, and he was extremely calm when making all decisions.

Now the Prophet was treating him as he had treated Cronus.

Zeus gripped the rod of thunder tightly, and an uncontrollable panic rose in his heart.

Prometheus is not afraid of him, because he doesn't need to be afraid at all.

He will lose his position.

After this cognition rose in Zeus's heart, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Hera was not familiar with Prometheus. She watched Zeus's reaction after Prometheus left, and she somewhat guessed that Zeus must not get any benefits from Prometheus.

It's just that Hera doesn't quite understand why Zeus's face is so bad - even if he is angry, Zeus will not have such an expression.

Something must have happened.

Hera frowned, rubbed the golden apple in her hand, looked at Zeus as if he had finally come to his senses, turned and left her temple without even looking at her.

Looking at the back of Zeus, Hera pulled a cold arc from the corner of his mouth.

She was no longer the woman who begged Zeus to turn back.

The Queen of God looked at the golden apple in her hand, turned around holding the scepter, raised her head slightly to look at the throne of the Queen of Heaven, and squinted her eyes.

After a while, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the empty temple. The scepter carved with intricate patterns and inlaid with clear gemstones fell to the ground and rolled for a long distance. Lift it up, and wipe it with care.

There is no one in the temple of the Queen of Heaven, and there is no longer a goddess who always sits on the throne and holds the scepter that represents the identity and dignity behind her.

Hera's favorite skirt like water waves no longer appears in this temple.

The wife of the king of the gods sniffs something unusual in her husband's conversation with Prometheus.

She came directly to Netherland, ignoring the amazement and admiration of the surrounding undead, slapped Cerberus away, and rushed directly into the temple of her oldest brother, Hades.

During the time in Cronus' stomach, although Hades was taciturn, he still took care of their other younger brothers and sisters.

Hera always held such a trace of respect for Hades.

Although she didn't want to bother Hades with these embarrassing things to say, when she really encountered something that was uncertain, the first thing Hera thought of was her calm brother.

There are many great gods hidden in the underworld, and two of the five creator gods reside in the underworld.

And the Goddess of Destiny is also sticking to the banks of the Styx, not thinking of going out at all.

Hera knew that if something happened that the new gods of Olympus didn't know about, they would be able to get a general idea by asking in Netherland.

Minos sat on the judgment stand, watching the undead behind him a little commotion.

He looked outside suspiciously.

Then I saw a beautiful woman whose face seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years.