First Demonic Dragon

Chapter 875: Prometheus?

Prometheus. An obscure, but simultaneously well-known figure who is responsible for the Greek race of humanity.

He has a special affection for them, going as far as to sneak to earth and gift them with fire against Zeus' wishes.

For this, he was punished and had his innards eaten by a bird every day for years.

A deity willing to show such care for the weak and feeble humanity wasn't always popular with the other gods, but they were always highly respected.

And Prometheus was still a titan. While he wasn't necessarily the strongest, he was definitely more powerful than most gods.

Perhaps his only real potential threat would be Zeus, and there were ways to keep the overgrown man-baby in check if worst came to worst.

Lailah was pleased with this choice indeed.

But what would the man who was actually nominated have to say?

Heads swiveled in one direction in droves.

Everyone looked toward the top of the Greek section, where the oldest of the deities had been watching this entire spectacle without much judgment on their face.

They knew better than anyone just how bad Kronos was getting. Seeing him get chopped into pieces and fed to a feral, albeit cute, bat god was just as unsurprising as it was unmoving.

But Prometheus' nomination? That was a different thing entirely...

"Zzzz...."

"Brother. Brother, wake up."

Atlas nudged a sleeping man with a graying chocolate beard and a head of matching curly hair.

He was around nine feet in height. His physique was just as muscular as nearly every other one of the titan brood.