Standing outside the temple, Artemis's face was a little anxious.
She could feel that Apollo was in a perfect state, but the sudden divine might that had just emanated still made her worry that something had happened.
Suddenly, a vast and majestic aura of supremacy with an overwhelming and unparalleled 'domination' rhythm filled the temple.
Her pretty cheeks changed violently.
"King of the Gods, Zeus is inside?"
Heart fluttering, she pushed open the door of the temple and burst inside.
Instead, she saw a blonde figure with striking blonde hair and a thoughtful demeanor.
"Apollo, what's happening?"
Artemis took a closer look at her brother and found him in very good temperament.
Reassured, she frowned slightly.
"Apollo's aura seems to have changed a bit, more divine rhythm, the previous one, although he also looks noble and elegant, there is no such thick aura."
"And his eyes, as if he could see through all of me, although he knows everything about me…"
Artemis could not help but turn her gaze.
Apollo finally said: "Nothing, just recovering from all the injuries."
Artemis nodded and thought no more about him.
As long as her brother's body was restored and safe, nothing was a problem.
"Sister, please bring in those two devotees of mine," Apollo begged.
Artemis nodded her head and went out.
When she left, Apollo exhaled.
Looking down at his palm, he frowned: The first time I used 'creation' failed; it seems that I can only wait until the next time I face Zeus, using the all-seeing eye to see the specifics of the so-called King of the Gods.
In order to use this power to create a corresponding power, you need to have a full understanding of the power to be created; the other powers are not so difficult to understand; only the King of God's power is very mysterious and elusive.
Thinking back to the scene when he had just created the King of God's Authority and was halfway through the creation, he frowned again.
At that time, he traced back with his all-seeing eye and saw that the King of God sovereign was hooked up to a chapter of a dense and huge net.
That net was composed of countless silk threads, and there was vaguely a spinning wheel that was constantly spinning new silk threads.
What exactly was the King of God's Authority, and why could he dominate all things and suppress all authority?
"It must be related to 'fate'."
Apollo muttered.
The all-seeing eye had allowed him to see many secrets that he had not discovered before and to judge something very deeply.
As the Artemis came in with Chiron and Thekasha, his eyes flickered to the far reaches of the sky.
...
Olympus.
Zeus was sitting on the throne in the temple of gods, and while he was resting, his face suddenly changed, and he frowned strangely.
What just happened? Why is the destiny backlash caused by the overuse of authority suddenly worse, as if someone else had touched my authority?
Growling low in his heart, he felt something terrible had happened.
Seeing his ugly expression, Hera, who was cleaning his wounds next to him, suddenly sneered.
"If we had let me get rid of him, you wouldn't have the sad face you have now."
Hearing her sneer, Zeus said in a low voice.
"Was it because I blocked him at that time, or were you too incompetent yourself? Every time is a complete failure."
"Humph, Say I failed. You have planned for so long, and finally, even personally, did not you still fail?" Hera also sneered.
"Don't think I can't see that Helios turned out to be not very good-tempered but not so reckless and witless; you let the three Goddesses of fate influence him, right? Hey
, fate…"
Hera's words made Zeus' face change.
He raised his icy head and asked: "You actually know so much?"
"Why do I know this?" Hera steeply sneered.
Her beautiful cheeks flashed through the cold air: "I am your pillow, your closest Queen of the Gods; you think I do not know some of your secrets at all?"
"In this world, no one knows more than I do, my husband, my King…"
"It seems I have underestimated you too much."
Zeus lowered his voice, and his face was gloomy.
All along, he had thought the gods were in his grasp.
But now, first, he had missed Apollo, and now even Hera, the Queen of the Gods, who had never been in his sights, had shown something beyond his expectations.
He couldn't help but wonder about himself. All these years of self-righteousness to grasp everything have left a large number of loopholes.
After a long time, he only argued in a deep voice: "You say I plotted for so long and finally failed, but in fact, I managed to test out Apollo's true strength. He will not have the opportunity to secretly rebel in the future."
"And in the end, I had the upper hand. He was punished for not being able to set foot in Olympus for 1,000 years. It was a slap in the face, but it was clear that Themis was on my side."
"Will fate give me robbery? Hey, there is no such punishment. The Majesty of my King of the Gods has deflected Themis toward me after all."
"I will ruin Apollo when I recover from my wounds and regainstrength."
So saying, he seemed to have recovered his confidence.
After all, counting the sky, the earth, the sea, and the underworld, how many people could bring him havoc? Themis had even less ability to influence fate, and her words of punishment were just words that favored him.
In the end, this noble goddess of justice was still his advocate.
This made him feel much better.
Just then, the Olympus below shuddered abruptly.
An icy cold drink resounded in heaven and earth.
"Olympus, prepare for your disaster. My father Typhon, who is the Father of all Demons, will lead thousands of sons and grandsons to conquer your paradise and take your place."
"Zeus, come out. I will defeat you, the ridiculous King of the Gods, in front of all the beings of the universe."
Outside Mount Olympus, the filthy breath was like a hurricane whistling.
In the endless fury, a terrifying beast with a hundred hideous heads led many monsters, and the powerful force bombarded Olympus.
Terrible destruction fluctuations spread across the universe, obscuring the sun, moon, and stars, and the majestic Mount Olympus trembled constantly.
.
Zeus' face was stunned, looking at his own seriously injured body, and then he felt the empty lack of divine power after the dignified battle.
"Themis," he said with a wild change of expression, "This fate has come so fast."