Chapter 205 The Boy and Girl's First Words, the Boy and Girl's Last Words

The drizzle was drizzling, and the smell of soil in the rain came from the air, and then turned into a majestic rainstorm, and countless thunders played in the darkness.

The beast hidden in the shadows blew hot air from its nostrils, and a white deer suddenly raised its head and jumped over the stream.

The seeds sprouted in the dark and warm soil, pushed the soil apart, and spread out green leaves. It grew into a towering tree, was struck by lightning, and turned into ashes in the fire.

The sun rose and set, and the stars flowed on time.

Of course... there was also the night of the king's murder... Kronos knelt on the ground, Hades and Poseidon fainted, and Hera watched from a distance with a gloomy face. She was the only bystander, but she was not, because the night sky that night also witnessed the grand murder.

Endless illusions boiled behind Zeus.

Zeus stood up, and the terrifying divine power pressure raged for millions of miles.

The waves around Poseidon shattered. He tightly grasped the trident in his hand and tried his best to endure. The dead spirits around Hades turned to ashes. His face was ashen and his body was shaky.

Boom. Zeus took a step forward, and the broken silver sword of evil in Themis's hand shattered into countless silver fragments, whistling in all directions.

Themis's blue eyes lost their luster, and then exploded into brilliant blood flowers, which drew a bright red line in the air and fell on the white marble floor.

"!!!" Metis was shocked, and the blood splashing in Themis' eyes splashed on her pale face.

She looked at Themis kneeling on the ground in disbelief, and the blood spurted out of her mouth, and the blood flowed like a stream.

Metis's eye sockets trembled slightly, her pupils opened, and her whole body trembled.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With three loud noises, the "locked sword" behind Themis turned into fragments and disappeared. The Book of Law and the scales also lost their luster and turned into two small artifacts, rolling to the ground.

"Themis, even if your trinity is complete, you are not my opponent."

Among the thousands of illusions, the majestic figure of Zeus landed in the center of the royal court.

"Because my trinity is the king, the kingslayer, and [everything else]."

Zeus' words exploded in the hearts of the gods like thunder and lightning, everything else!

The trinity, as the name suggests, has three visions, but the core is one.

Hera's trinity, the girl, the wife, the widow, its "one" is all women.

Themis' trinity, the book of law, the scales, the locked sword, its "one" is ultimately the law.

And Zeus' trinity is the king, the kingslayer, and everything else!

"No wonder..." The dragon tried its best to resist Zeus's terrifying pressure, "No wonder Zeus has been promoted to God King for so many years. He had the Trinity long ago, but he still can't complete it...!"

"He is just infinitely close to the Trinity! Because the last level of his Trinity is everything else!"

Bang, bang, bang. Zeus just walked over lightly, but it seemed as if he was stepping into the heart of the gods. He raised his hand, and the thunder condensed into a sword and walked in front of Themis.

Themis maintained a kneeling posture, her eyes burst open, bleeding from all seven orifices, but she didn't know if she was still alive.

Zeus grabbed Themis's hair, and the Thunder Sword in his hand was close to her white, swan-like neck. He cut off her head and threw it on the ground.

Gurgle gurgle... Themis's head slid on the floor and passed by Metis.

Metis looked at the head dully, slightly opened her pale lips, and said something unknown.

"Hold it up." Zeus said. "She died for you."

"Ah." Metis nodded, but did not move, as if she was completely numb.

A flash of white light, Metis's face suddenly swung to the side, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, obviously she was slapped, "Hold it, Metis, don't you understand my words?"

"Is it because you have no hands?" Zeus said, he raised his arm, a faint flash of lightning, in the distance, the broken arm in Eurynome's hand flew over and threw it into Metis' arms.

"Take it, hold Themis' head. The trial continues."

The pupils of Metis seemed to have completely lost their luster. She was still alive, but it seemed no different from death.

She moved slowly, lowered her head, bit the flesh of the broken arm, connected her arm, and numbly held Themis' head.

"The court of gods always needs laws." Zeus said, and the two artifacts that fell on the ground, the Book of Law and the Scales of Justice, floated up and fell into Hera's hands.

"Hera, from now on, you are the Goddess of Law of Olympus."

"Re-trial."

Zeus returned to his throne.

In the royal court, two goddesses knelt down, one goddess was dressed in blood-red white, and her head was cut off. The other goddess, Metis, numbly held Themis' head and whispered: "I have pleaded guilty. Please judge, Queen of Gods."

Hera's eyes were like knives. She stared at Metis intently, as if enjoying every second, enjoying the desperate expression on Metis' face.

The Book of Law floated behind Hera, with dots of law runes.

She looked at it for a long time, and then slowly said: "According to the law, the God King will fall into the curse of the Titans, be chained, and thrown into the abyss, and the sentence will be eternal."

"But this is...the law made by Themis."

The law runes rotated behind Hera, forming a new column of text.

Hera's voice was soft, and she just stared at Metis without any expression on her face: "The law I made has caused the God-King to fall into the curse of the Titans, and he will be devoured by the God-King."

"Sinner Metis, do you have anything else to say?"

Metis was silent.

A proud smile finally appeared on Hera's face: "Metis, your sharp tongue has finally stopped working, right?"

Metis wanted to say something, but in the end, she just exhaled and shook her head numbly.

The crimson robe on her body gradually became wider and her body became smaller.

Her withered hair regained its luster and was covered with black hair. The wounds on his face gradually healed.

The elegant, noble, calm and peaceful temperament in her body also disappeared, becoming bright and ignorant, like a girl.

Metis used the last of her divine power to change her appearance - or in other words, she restored her former appearance.

When she was not yet the goddess of wisdom, but just a daughter of the ocean, when she was young.

"God King, although I have committed heinous crimes and reached this irreversible step, I have contributed to your war and I have walked a long road with you."

"Before I die, I have one last wish."

"Say it." Zeus on the throne nodded unequivocally, "As long as it is not an excessive wish, I will satisfy you."

"No!" Suddenly, behind Hera, the bead representing "wife" suddenly glowed, and then gradually dimmed. The bead representing "widow" began to rotate slowly, bursting out with divine power.

Hera suddenly became a little older, a little ferocious and terrifying. She stood up suddenly and said sternly: "No! My husband, eat her quickly and don't listen to her nonsense!!"

"Metis is very scheming, she is playing the emotional card, she is seducing you! God King, don't hesitate, eat her directly!!"

"Please return to your appearance as a boy!" At this moment, Metis said loudly, "Just like that day when we met on the island, you were still a boy!"

"If you want to eat me, please eat me as a boy! I want to see you again!!"

Boom!

The "wife" bead behind Hera completely dimmed, and the "widow" bead burned fiercely, bursting out with bright light!

Hera aged countless times in an instant!

All her blond hair and white teeth fell out, and withered white hair grew out. Long sharp nails grew out of her fingers. The domineering aroma around her disappeared, replaced by a faint smell of decay.

The old man's room often has that rotten smell.

"Zeus—" Hera's noble voice became extremely hoarse at this moment, like a ghost, and her skin was extremely rough, "You—want to listen to her? Are you—crazy?"

Seeing that Zeus had no reaction, she turned around and suddenly rushed towards Metis. She raised the lotus sword in her hand and struck Metis on the head!

"In an instant, she transformed from a beautiful woman to an old woman - this is proof of the trinity of Hera!" In the distance, the dragon opened his eyes wide and stared at the royal court. "She can have three forms and three personalities: girl, beautiful woman and old woman. Switch between!”

"I'm afraid, Hera felt the danger, so she transformed from the wife's godhead to a widow! The widow's godhead represents her anger and fear!"

Boom! A bright golden light flashed, illuminated by golden light in the middle of the night, and a bolt of thunder fell from the sky and hit Hera!

"Woo——!" Hera screamed, suddenly shook, and fell to the ground. The lotus sword in her hand rolled down and missed.

She trembled, slowly raised her head, and stared at Metis fiercely!

"Is this what you want...Metis?" Zeus said softly, "I haven't returned to the way I was when I was a boy for a long time. Ever since I decided to challenge my father, I am no longer a boy."

Zeus stood up on the throne, "Since this is your last request-"

The image of Zeus gradually changed. His eyes that burst out with bright silver light turned into a pair of clear eyes. His white hair turned into a head of golden broken hair, and he turned into the appearance of a young man.

When he was still a boy, Zeus had a classical and solemn appearance, extraordinary handsomeness, and a youthful air.

The gods present couldn't help but hold their breath. Because no one has ever seen Zeus like this except Metis.

"Yes..." Metis smiled. She looked at the boy in front of her, "This is the Zeus in my memory. One glorious afternoon, I met him on the island... I fell in love with him at the first sight. He has determined the fate of my life since then..."

She watched the young Zeus walking slowly over, slowly closing her eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down her face, "I seem to have seen the beach that day and heard the sound of the tide..."

"What's your name? I've never seen you on Poseidon Island. This is our first sentence."

"If this is the end - these are our last words."

Metis raised his arm, "Then, eat, Zeus."

Zeus looked at Metis who was kneeling on the ground. His movements slowed down and he was in a trance.

He reached out and touched Metis's face, just as he remembered. That morning, his mother dropped the bag with a stone and rescued him... He fled to Poseidon Island and met a girl in red robe with a voice like a lark.

"It's really exactly the same...has it been so long?" Zeus hesitated.

Memories kept coming back to his mind. They practiced together, played together, spent countless hours together, and watched the sun rise over the sea countless times.

Later, Oceanus and Oceanus were discovered by Kronos for adopting Zeus. They were killed, Poseidon Island was destroyed, and they fled Poseidon Island together.

The night Zeus decided to overthrow his father, Metis was by his side and promised to help him until death.

"What happened to me..."

"Why... did I do this..." Zeus muttered in his heart.

"Titan-Curse!!!"

At this moment, a sharp voice sounded beside him, waking Zeus up.

It was Hera, she fell to the ground, her face as hideous as a demon, and her voice was sharp and roaring.

"God King, wake up! Metis is deep-minded, she just wants to use the past to arouse your compassion!"

"Titan curse! Metis's child is so excellent, God King, can't you feel it?"

"Eat her, just like your father Kronos and your grandfather Uranus, eat her!!! Don't let her child be born!!!"

"Have you forgotten how your father died? You want your child to pierce your chest with a sword and cut off your head?!"

Hera's devil-like voice echoed above the royal court.

The light in Zeus' eyes disappeared.

And then, it was bone-chilling cold.

He turned his head.

He stared at Metis, pinched her neck, and lifted her up.

Then, Zeus opened his mouth.

...

"Sure enough...very similar."

In the distance, the goddess of agriculture Demeter stared at Zeus.

From beginning to end, her face was a little lazy, as if all this had nothing to do with her, until Zeus turned into a teenager.

"Sure enough...very similar. Like the Son of the Underworld."

When the Son of the Underworld sent the fragment of beauty, he once transformed into a young boy.

His appearance is so similar to that of the young Zeus.

"Is this a coincidence? Or..."