Before leaving, he inadvertently uttered a remark, and then Zeus saw the indifferent gaze of the girl in the blue dress. He involuntarily set aside his ulterior motives and transformed into lightning to fly back into the sky.
The girl was not as easy to handle as his powerless sister Demeter, so the Divine King did not ponder it any further. He now needed to hurry back to Olympus to take care of the issues that followed.
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With departures and returns, the day and night had alternated more than once. This brief period had nothing special about it, the world still seemed peaceful and harmonious, aside from the comings and goings of the Divine King.
However, in another part of the earth, a betrayal that had lasted a century was finally drawing to an end.
The Sun God had descended underground, and the Moon still hadn't risen. Nobody knew where the Moon Goddess, who drove the silver chariot, had gone recently, but for Moanda, this was actually a blessing.
