"Poseidon? Heh... He would never be a great leader. If you ask me, Mount Olympus has never needed a leader, let alone... a King of the Gods."
Hades stood up, a gloomy look flashing in his dim eyes.
"I've had enough of these rituals and formalities. Mount Olympus needs true liberation."
Hearing this, Hephaestus was taken aback, his voice trembling, "Hades, you wouldn't..."
"The era of rule by a King of the Gods should end. Over the long ages, the only thing I've learned is that no god is qualified to lead me.
So, Hephaestus, what will your choice be?
Both you and I are outcasts. What choice will you make? I'm looking forward to it."
"...This idea is too crazy, Hades. You're simply a madman!"
"I've never denied that."
Hades shrugged and turned his gaze to John.
"He is my means of bringing about the new world. Your time is running out, Hephaestus."
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Meanwhile, at the bottom of the Mine Labyrinth!
