Chapter 196: This Isn’t Right!
Zeus gazed at her, speaking slowly in a calm tone laced with intangible pressure: “My respected Mother of All Things, you are the most merciful, most loving of children Great Mother Goddess. I deeply admire and revere you for this.”
“However,” His words suddenly sharpened, “you should perhaps better educate your children.”
“Excessive doting often only harms them.”
“You should teach the children to clearly understand reason, to abide by the rules and reason of being gods and doing godly things. This is the only righteous path that can truly allow them to live long and better.”
Gaia’s thin lips pressed tightly into a line, silent.
Endless shame and anger surged like magma from the depths of the earth within her divine body.
Though she knew every word Zeus spoke was true, who was she?
She was the dignified Mother of All, one of the creators of this universe!
Now, she was being lectured like this by her own grandson atop the Pantheon, in front of the gods!
This made her want to stand up immediately and storm off.
However, rationality ultimately overcame impulse.
She felt the overwhelming pressure from Zeus that merged with the entire cosmic order, and finally, slowly and humiliatingly, lowered her noble and beautiful head, silently accepting Zeus’s lesson.
Faced with the clearly displeased Zeus, the great Mother of All Things once again, again and again, chose to endure.
In front of so many gods, she couldn’t really openly defy the God King’s majesty, could she?
Zeus’s gaze passed over her, landing on the group of variously shaped Gigantes behind her, his voice suddenly turning cold: “Today, for the sake of the supreme dignity of the Mother of All Things, I will not punish you further for your rude actions at the Council of Gods.”
“But from this moment on, without my personal decree, you are forbidden from setting foot on Mount Olympus! Otherwise, severe punishment without mercy!”
Even though they had just been terrified to the core by Zeus’s world-destroying thunder divine power, upon hearing this humiliating punishment of expulsion, Porphyrion, as one of the leaders of the Gigantes, relied on his Mother Goddess being right in front of him, and his innate arrogance overcame fear as he stepped forward fiercely.
His face full of disobedience, he roared loudly: “I refuse!”
“Supreme God King Your Majesty, did you not proclaim your order as the ‘Holy Justice Order’? We have not violated a single decree you personally established—why treat us this way!”
“As children doted on by the great Mother of All Things, why can’t we enter the center of this universe, Olympus?”
“Silence!”
Before Zeus could speak, Gaia sharply rebuked first.
Foolish children, not embarrassed enough? Always doing things that cost face!
Gaia glared at Porphyrion, her eyes filled with suppressed raging flames, and she sternly rebuked: “The God King’s command is the highest rule—stand down, and don’t say another word!”
From the throne, Zeus didn’t even bother to glance at this foolish Giant.
He merely looked at the cold-faced Gaia with amusement, unsure whose anger burned in her eyes.
Zeus spoke in a near-whisper gentle voice, very tenderly: “Respected Mother Goddess, facts prove once again that you truly need to seriously, earnestly re-educate them.”
Then, His voice restored the God King’s majesty, indifferent words resounding through the entire hall: “All Gigantes, listen carefully, listen to my absolute decree as the Supreme God King.”
“From this moment, if any one of you dares to question my will again, then this universe will no longer need the race of Gigantes.”
As soon as Zeus finished speaking, Styx, seated on her divine seat, secretly gritted her teeth, a flash of determination in her eyes.
She immediately stood and decisively acted!
Endless Styx River Water surged from the void, the black river carrying the absolute power of oaths and the icy aura of the netherworld, transforming into a vast flood that swept toward the one hundred fifty Gigantes behind the Mother of All Things!
The Gigantes instinctively tried to inspire divine power to resist, but they horrifiedly discovered that in this magnificent divine palace, they couldn’t even move a finger.
An invisible and overwhelming divine power had firmly bound them—clearly, other great gods had also acted, and likely not just a few.
Mother of All Things Gaia’s divine body shook, instinctively about to intervene.
However, Zeus’s indifferent gaze had locked onto her, the gaze turning into tangible thunder chains that wrapped her tightly.
An extremely terrifying sense of danger exploded continuously in the depths of her divine essence!
She didn’t dare move.
She could only watch as the dark Styx River Water engulfed her one hundred fifty children, flushing them out of the divine palace like garbage in the roughest way.
The dark water turned into a roaring black dragon, carrying them rolling and roaring from the peak of Mount Olympus down to the earth.
At this flow’s speed and contained power, it would take days for them to land.
Zeus lightly waved to Styx, signaling her to sit.
Then, to the pale-faced Gaia, he showed a faint gentle smile: “Sometimes, experiencing setbacks isn’t a bad thing.”
“After all, experience and lessons are precious resources for the growth of gods, aren’t they?”
With that, before Gaia could react, Zeus immediately stood and announced to the entire hall: “Meeting adjourned.”
His words still echoing in the magnificent divine palace, his majestic form had already turned into a brilliant golden thunderbolt, vanishing from the assembly hall in an instant.
Leaving Gaia alone on the spot, her stunning face alternating between pale and flushed, extremely vivid.
The gods in the hall looked at each other, all silent.
Except for a few Primal Titans and six Giants, the other Olympian great gods tacitly rose swiftly, turning into streamers and leaving this hall filled with heavy silence and awkwardness.
Sacred Mother Goddess Rhea sighed helplessly in her heart, stepping forward with her kindest, warmest smile to softly comfort her Mother Goddess Gaia.
She really didn’t want to see her respected Mother Goddess and her most beloved children ruined by a group of rude fools—that would be too unworthy.
The other Primal Titans and Giants also stepped forward to console Gaia, saying this group of Gigantes was far too rude.
Not only disrespecting all the gods present, but daring to disrespect God King His Majesty—such treatment was entirely deserved.
If not strictly taught now, they would eventually commit grave errors, and regret would come too late.
God King His Majesty merely giving minor punishment as a warning was already a great blessing.
Gaia’s gaze slowly swept over these great deities come to console her; when she saw even Oceanus, who had just been sternly dealt with by Zeus, vigorously speaking for Zeus, the last flicker of raging anger in her heart instantly extinguished completely.
Leaving only boundless, absolute helplessness.
Zeus had completely taken control of the entire universe, the hearts of the gods.
Whether reward or punishment came entirely from His will.
No god dared resist.
They didn’t even have thoughts of resistance, instead seeing it all as rightful.
His power, his authority, and even his supreme status in the gods’ hearts far surpassed what Cronus once had.
Moreover, through her origin link intimately tied to the universe’s existence, Gaia’s faint intuition clearly told her.
Zeus was not just as strong as he appeared on the surface.
Even having shown absolute invincible power, beneath His calm iceberg, the true power He hid was still much, much more.
Gaia was utterly certain of this.
Not to mention others, just Zeus’s first child’s mother, that Goddess Dione who couldn’t stay low-key even if she wanted to due to her very existence, contained unimaginable power.
At this Council of Gods, even deliberately hidden among the gods, Gaia’s emerald eyes that pierced all origins spotted her immediately.
That origin spirituality radiance invisible and incomprehensible to ordinary gods was so clear and dazzlingly brilliant in Gaia’s eyes.
Its brilliance so intense it nearly burned the Mother of All Things’ eyes.
What a brilliant and profound spirituality radiance it was!
Vast, majestic, wise, profound, brilliant, radiant, glorious, pure—filled with infinite possibilities and unknowns! The supreme infinite charm that intoxicated all spiritual life!
In that instant, Gaia even thought her hated and feared companion—the First God King, Master of Spirituality Uranus—had descended again!
Too familiar!
Such brilliance had once been born from her embrace!
She forcibly suppressed her divinity’s tremor, confirmed repeatedly, sensed again and again, determining that this Goddess named Dione had an aura, temperament, and divine essence utterly different from Uranus—purely yin goddess—barely maintaining her composure.
But she had some speculation in her heart, a terrifying possibility quietly emerging.
After all, Dione and Zeus’s first child was the Goddess of Love and Beauty Aphrodite.
So, what profound connection existed between this supreme authority of “Love and Beauty” and the “Love and Desire” of nurturing all things?
No matter how unwilling or reluctant in her heart, Gaia sadly had to admit that Zeus’s strength and unfathomable depth far exceeded her understanding, not something she could confront head-on now.
Before this, she still had the ability to flip the board entirely, perishing with the universe into void.
But the moment she saw Dione, she knew even mutual destruction might not succeed.
Gaia was utterly despairing of this.
This Third God King far surpassed the first and second God Kings.
A truly invincible God King perfect in power, schemes, temperament, and even backup plans.
In every aspect.
This was why, after such humiliation and anger, Gaia still chose forbearance.
Because she had no way to deal with Zeus.
She couldn’t really use that ultimate mutual destruction move over a mere face dispute, disregarding everything.
That would be too extreme.
And might not even succeed.
After all, Zeus wasn’t deliberately bullying her without reason.
The God King was only upholding His sacred majesty as supreme master.
The Great Mother Goddess always comforted herself.
Facing Rhea and the children’s various sincere consolations, a flawless dignified beauty on the Mother of All Things’ face finally barely squeezed out a smile.
She chatted gently with the children for a moment, and the matter was temporarily set aside.
As for Zeus, He had quietly arrived in the netherworld.
The moment the Council of Gods ended, the Goddess of Night gave Him an extremely serious gaze full of warning and urging.
Then, in His private divine thought network, like a meteor shower of night, dozens of messages bombarded His divine sense, urging Him to go to the netherworld immediately, right now, at top speed!
She had hurried back to the netherworld to wait for Zeus—that was why she didn’t stay to comfort her “good girlfriend” Gaia.
No way around it—girlfriends couldn’t compare to her beloved.
Zeus sensed the several flashing red notification dots in his private divine thought channel, plus over a hundred unread messages, and felt a massive headache.
He hesitated for a long time; seeing the Goddess of Night’s “deadly barrage” divine thought messages starting another round of bombardment, he finally decided to go to the netherworld first.
If he didn’t go soon, Nyx, whose emotions were already suppressed to the limit, might really go mad.
Moreover, there was indeed important business to handle—might as well take care of it together.
Having reverted from the majestic middle-aged God King form to handsome youth appearance, Zeus openly—actually snuck into—the netherworld.
As soon as He stepped into this eternally serene realm, the ever-watchful Goddess of Night appeared before Him immediately.
However, the Nyx Goddess now standing before Him showed none of the toughness and impatience from her messages—instead, her delicate softness and obedience were like a different goddess.
Back in the netherworld, she had immediately changed into a flirtatious outfit, waiting for Zeus.
She was truly determined—if Zeus didn’t come today, she would charge up Mount Olympus regardless.
Worst case, a grand showdown with those petty Olympian gods!
But Zeus didn’t disappoint her, arriving right away, filling her with satisfaction and joy.
In her beloved’s heart, she was indeed the most important!
The Great Mother Goddess always comforted herself.
And Zeus was now thoroughly charmed by the Goddess of Night before him, his heart crying out he couldn’t take it!
Hearts were about to manifest in his golden divine pupils!
The Goddess of Night before him had shed the luxurious black divine robe from the Council of Gods, now wearing an outfit of extreme Greek classical charm, artistically divine to the shocking degree.
It was a black lace semi-transparent gauze skirt woven from the essence of the night curtain.
The upper part of the gauze skirt was an extremely bold off-shoulder Y-shaped design.
The night was tailored into the most graceful shape, accentuating her moonlit creamy white skin, its towering beauty and profound curves enough to dazzle any god.
This exquisite design held solely by divine power—by mortal eyes, it couldn’t possibly stay on.
Following that breathtaking curve downward was a delicate dark gold waistband cinching an impossibly slender waist.
This waist was more than a handful—her delicate flexible waist seemed liable to snap like a flower branch in a gale.
Below the waist, at a glance it made gods salivate: full rounded curves like flower branches in the night hung with the ripest juiciest peaches.
Moreover, this skirt’s high slit—who knows which goddess she learned it from—the artistic flair was skyscraper-high!
With Zeus’s all-piercing sharp gaze, one look revealed the Goddess of Night’s careful outfit under the gossamer-thin gauze skirt was nothing else.
Even the “slightly prominent shapes and sizes” were crystal clear!
Amid this half-hidden haziness, with her light steps, any slightly larger gesture revealed endless amorous scenery that overwhelmed Zeus.
Once the primal Great Mother Goddess set her mind to seduce her beloved Great Father God, the myriad charms she exuded were beyond any youthful maiden goddess.
This outfit’s scheming went further.
The slit high, yet the skirt extremely long.
Trailing languidly over the mist of night, a pair of life-longer-than-life, lychee-flesh-plump-and-lustrous perfect legs flickered in and out of the opening skirt hems like moonlight swimming in the dark night river.
The Goddess of Night’s skin was already extreme cold white; now she deliberately summoned netherworld blue cold fire to swirl around her like elves.
Her delicate plump snow-white skin under the cold fire’s glow faintly shone with clear luster—dignified sanctity mixed with ultimate demonic charm.
Especially eye-catching were her charm glossy jade feet.
Foot shape perfectly proportioned and graceful, delicate without a speck of dust, toenails glossy dark black, ten toes round like shells.
At a glance, like top-grade black pearls, forming ultimate visual impact against her cold white glowing skin.
What shook even Zeus’s divinity was seeing this perfect pair of jade feet wearing extremely avant-garde dark gold laced high-heeled sandals!
The delicate laces wrapped her snowy white ankles; the half-palm high slender heels tapped lightly each time, striking Zeus’s heartbeat.
As these jade feet flickered in and out under the skirt, they immediately landed over a dozen hard charm controls on Zeus.
‘This isn’t right?’ Zeus’s heart was greatly shocked. ‘How do you know such fashion? It’s too avant-garde! Not of this era!’
