Chapter 151: Wuwu, What The Hell Should I Do?
He exhaled hot thunder, his breath caressing the sensitive ear of the Goddess of Order and Sacred Justice, and declared his love in a voice utterly firm and unquestionable, “My Goddess of Order, my Sacred Justice, my unique Themis, from the first moment I saw you, I fell hopelessly in love with you.”
“How flawless and perfect you are. I truly cannot suppress the possessive desire in my divinity towards you, how much pain I feel, yet how happy I am, because you are finally by my side.”
At this moment, the entire divine origin of the Goddess of Sacred Justice and Order was in turmoil under the impact of these words.
The emotions, long suppressed by her reason and principles, finally erupted from the deepest part of her divinity like a reawakened volcano!
Her usually calm and steady sea of consciousness was churned by monstrous waves, each crest striking against all her reason.
All her persistence and principles, like fortresses built of quicksand, vanished in an instant, along with the tide of love.
The Goddess of Sacred Justice, Themis, had utterly and helplessly collapsed into Zeus’s embrace.
Her divine golden eyes, which should have been as clear as the sun and moon, were already shrouded in a layer of misty, dazed moisture.
Zeus’s Goddess of Order, before the God King who created order, finally, without reservation, revealed all of her charm and tenderness that existed solely for Him.
The Supreme God King who rules all – Zeus. His dominion over all order was naturally so.
As the ruler of the universe, His order is the most just order!
Only when order and justice stand by His side are they the most sacred and flawless!
From the depths of her soul’s origin, Themis sincerely and completely submitted to the “justice” and “order” that Zeus represented.
Therefore, towards Him, she could only achieve absolute obedience.
How could “order” itself resist the Master who created “order”?
All her majesty, all her resolve, all her decisiveness, all her tenacity, before her Master, instantly transformed into her current state.
Complete submission, infinite charm, all her tenderness, all her intellect, she willingly offered to her Master.
She clearly knew it was wrong, she did not want to and should not harm Metis.
However, in Zeus’s embrace, she could not muster even the slightest thought of resistance.
Even her entire being, every corner of her divinity, was madly and silently calling for Zeus’s love.
Every part of her divine origin yearned to be utterly possessed by this Great God King.
In the presence of the Master of Order, her own meager modesty was less than that of any goddess.
Yet, she was still the Goddess of Order who symbolized “justice.”
Even in this state of lost control, a sliver of clarity remained in her heart.
This pitiable, utterly defenseless Goddess of Justice, in a trembling voice, almost unable to utter a complete sentence, stammered with all her might, “God, God King Your Majesty… please, please… *sob*… I earnestly request you… please let me go.”
Her words were so faint as to be almost inaudible, and carried a heart-wrenching sob.
This Themis, who had never once retreated or feared any hardship, was now unbelievably delicate, like the most tender flower fairy.
How Zeus wished, how he wished at this moment, to immediately and thoroughly possess this unique charm of justice that belonged only to Him!
However, He could not possess a goddess who was weeping helplessly.
Even now, this Themis, utterly without resistance, could be easily and completely consumed by Him.
Yet, He wanted this Goddess of Order and Justice to eventually and willingly offer Him everything.
Zeus deeply inhaled the clear and tempting sacred aura unique to the Goddess of Justice.
He forcefully suppressed the surging emotions within Him, held the now utterly limp and powerless Goddess of Justice, and placed her ever so gently onto her divine seat.
Primarily, there was still a slight missing element.
For the Goddess of Order, it was different from other goddesses; the best time to possess her was after the weaving of the Heavenly Dao Order was complete.
Zeus, with His great and immense willpower, controlled Himself!
For countless long ages to come, He could never understand how He managed to restrain that impulse at that moment.
It was only because He had never tasted the delights of a goddess before, and had not experienced the ultimate pleasure born from the intermingling of primordial laws, that He could still hold on.
Had He experienced it even once, He would absolutely not have been able to control Himself today.
However, the dam holding back His lust was truly on the verge of collapse.
After leaving Zeus’s embrace, Themis was like a dying fish out of water.
She struggled to breathe deeply, her firm and delicate nostrils fluttering rapidly.
Even though gods did not need to breathe, she still felt a sense of suffocation, an extreme feeling that both enthralled and terrified her.
Zeus also slightly distanced Himself from her.
At this moment, the charming and captivating Lady Themis was too beautiful, too beautiful for Him to look at her any longer.
He was truly reaching his limit; He could not bear to look at this Goddess of Justice, full of infinite temptation, any longer.
The two Great Gods remained in silence for a long time before slowly adjusting their states.
With great tacit understanding, neither of them mentioned what had just happened.
The Goddess of Justice, having forcibly regained her composure, asked with the most serious expression she could muster, “God King Your Majesty, may I ask what important matter brings you to me today?”
Zeus also forcefully suppressed the lingering love and tender affection in His heart and began to seriously discuss business with her.
He explained in detail the Heavenly Dao Order and the Divine Network He had planned, and Themis became more and more surprised as she listened.
She had harbored the same worry as Zeus: what would happen if the gods became weary of their duties over the long passage of time?
For all living beings in the universe, that would be an unimaginable disaster.
But with the Heavenly Dao Order established by Zeus, all of that would be easily resolved.
The gods’ work would be much easier, and they would not grow tired or bored from day-to-day tasks, only needing to handle special circumstances.
Her admiration for Zeus grew even greater.
The Goddess of Order, contemplating the specific operational details of this plan, involuntarily fell into a trance.
Unconsciously, she gently bit her own moist, thin, and ruby-red lips, lost in deep thought.
She had no idea how immense, how fatally attractive to Zeus was this inadvertently revealed look of concentration and innocence on her face.
The beautiful, flawless, and charming Goddess of Justice, at this moment, with a hint of sacred shyness, was in deep contemplation, her snow-white teeth gently biting her well-defined, moist, and vibrant red lips.
Zeus, merely watching, involuntarily moved step by step towards her.
By the time Themis suddenly realized she was shadowed by a majestic figure, it was too late. Zeus tightly embraced her once more.
This time was even more outrageous. Zeus directly pressed her entire tall and graceful body onto the divine seat, then bowed his head and unceremoniously took her cherry-like lips into his.
“Mmmph~~~”
The pitiable Goddess of Order, this time, didn’t even have time to muster the strength to push him away; all her thoughts instantly flew to the highest heavens.
The instinct originating from the depths of her soul caused her to instinctively wrap her arms around Zeus’s neck. Even though she was powerless, she still cooperated with utmost obedience.
It was Zeus who ultimately regained a sliver of rationality and fled like lightning back to His divine palace.
Seated on the God King’s high throne, He struck Himself with two thunderbolts to clear His head.
It was unavoidable; the Goddess of Order’s temptation to Him was simply too great.
The “order” of the universe had already been decreed by Him.
At the same time, the urge to thoroughly “possess order” itself was constantly filling His entire divinity.
Especially since the Goddess of Order was so beautiful, so just; He truly couldn’t control Himself.
Perhaps, only by truly and completely possessing order could He somewhat manage this primal desire.
As for the pitiable Goddess Themis, she was now completely lost in a daze, slumped on her divine seat.
Her divinity was in utter disarray and chaos; only Zeus’s majestic figure remained in her mind.
The intimate contact between the two gods was a mingling of divinities. The God King’s divinity had thoroughly invaded all her rationality, and her instincts were driving her to rush towards Zeus, regardless of everything.
After a long, long while, when the Goddess Themis finally recovered, only a silent, bitter smile remained on her face.
No wonder her always dignified and elegant younger sister had rushed towards Zeus without restraint upon meeting Him; if it were herself, she also would have been completely unable to resist.
Powerlessly, she raised her smooth, jade-like arms. Her slender, fair fingers, like green onions, unconsciously brushed over her slightly swollen, thin lips.
Then, she slumped down even more weakly, no longer willing to think about anything.
Vacantly, she looked up at the high, magnificent dome of the divine palace and let out a meaningless lament.
‘Zeus, Zeus…’
‘Ugh—what should I do?’
Without mentioning the two gods who were trying to calm their turbulent emotions, the Lord of Ten Thousand Streams, Oceanus, having concluded the feast and returned to the ocean, had already met the brothers Atlas, who had been handed over by Hades.
