The Greece Antagonist

Chapter 549: Chapter 54 Saying No With the Mouth, But the Body Tells the Truth (5.1k)_3

Soon, the Demon Species that heard the news also joined the bacchanal, voraciously devouring the abundant resources within the Sacred Garden.

Watching his subordinates strip the garden he considered his own private property clean like a swarm of locusts passing by, Alcyoneus, the King of Giants, felt his heart bleed.

But for the sake of the grand cause in his heart, and the esteemed position of Olympus, he could only put on a show of generosity, allowing his subordinates to partake in this debauched feast under the sun.

In an unnoticed corner, Prometheus, who had at some point arrived beneath the Divine Tree, decisively plucked several ripe Golden Apples to share with his brother Atlas.

The rich Earth Divinity flowed into their bodies, gradually healing the dark wounds left from years of punishment; the overwhelming Vitality washed over their somewhat decayed bodies, rejuvenating them with vigorous Life.

Moments later, Prometheus, who had awoken, clenched his fist, satisfied with the flesh that filled his arms, nodding approvingly with a deep and meaningful smile flickering in his eyes.

“Buzz~~”

While the giants and Magic Beasts were immersed in the joy of their strength increase, the earth shook violently, and an altar built from dark volcanic stones slowly rose in the Sacred Garden. The vast godly apparition that seemed to merge with the darkness opened its profound eyes, gazing upon the chaos before it and the unrecognizable Sacred Garden, along with the Golden Apple tree that was nearly plucked bare, and immediately furrowed its brows deeply.

“What are you doing?”

“Sharing the spoils of war we seized to enhance the strength of our people, giving them the means to stand against the gods.”

Alcyoneus, the King of Giants, quickly lowered his head, replying with reverence.

Upon hearing Alcyoneus’s response, Kronos, the Divine King, was so furious that smoke could have come out of his seven orifices. The Divine Authority pulsed, causing the earth to tremble.

“Idiots! Who allowed you to lay hands on these things?”

Feeling the chilling pressure, Alcyoneus’s heart skipped a beat, and he hastened to offer a hoarse explanation.

“These are… the spoils of war…”

According to the tradition of Greece, whoever seizes something naturally has the right to dispose of it.

He, as a king, had not only refrained from monopolizing them but also used the rare resources to strengthen the Cottus’s clan’s power, which definitely counted as generous.

“These are Mother Goddess Gaea’s Divine Objects! How they should be handled should be her decision, not yours!”

Kronos, the Divine King, coldly snorted, his gaze towards Alcyoneus carrying a hint of harshness.

To dig out the Sacred Garden and gobble up herbs and divine fruits only serves to superficially increase one’s Divinity; even if it lets them match the gods of Olympus in terms of power, it will likely be difficult to shake the ordained order of fate in the end.

Only by sacrificing what they have in front of them to Mother Earth Gaea, obtaining her support and gifts, can the Titans truly gain a firm foothold.

After all, the sky, the ocean, and the Netherworld are all under the control of Olympus; currently, only the Divine Authority of the Earth stands as the foundation the Cottus’s clan can rely on and establish themselves upon.

The stronger the Earth’s Divine Authority, the more pronounced their own benefits will be.

Even if they are unwilling to sacrifice for Mother Earth Gaea, isn’t he, the King of Gods, still here?

To help these giants emerge from the underground, they, as Old Gods, had put in not a little effort.

As a result, the moment they got some benefits from the protection of the Old Gods, this bunch of idiots couldn’t wait to hoard the spoils selfishly, and in the dumbest way possible, utterly incurably short-sighted!

“Your Majesty, we certainly have not forgotten your grace,” they said.

Just as the atmosphere turned increasingly sinister and oppressive, Prometheus emerged from behind the Divine Tree, carrying three Golden Apples and respectfully presented them on the altar.

“Actually, Alcyoneus had prepared the tribute for you in advance,” he said.

Listening to this sage actually taking out his own share of the spoils to clear his name, the heart of the king of giants was deeply touched.

This brother is a good man, a true comrade!

“Hmph, children of Iapetus, our forms have long been bound, and our spirits unable to obtain release. What use are these things to us?” Kronos said with a cold hum, but the killing intent that surrounded him lessened.

Although he scorned the few Golden Apples and had no use for them, the attitude of Cottus’s clan was barely acceptable.

He still relied on these giant relatives to storm Olympus and pull his rebel son Zeus off the throne, so naturally, he couldn’t afford to truly turn against these giants over a moment of displeasure.

“Enough, take these trifles back and sacrifice this Golden Apple tree to your king!” Kronos commanded with a grave voice, his gaze heatedly fixed on the barren Golden Apple tree.

Gaea wants it? Clearly, it is you who wants it, right?

Alcyoneus glanced at His Majesty the King of Gods, whose face barely concealed his greed and longing, and silently cursed inwardly, rather reluctantly.

But the circumstances were stronger than the man. Even in his discontent, he could only under the promptings of King Kronos order the giants to erect an altar beneath the Golden Apple Tree, draw the spells, and together perform a ritual to sacrifice this Divine Authority, derived from Mother Earth Gaea, to King Kronos.

With the nourishment of this Divinity, the phantom in the altar visibly condensed a great deal.

The crests within the dark blue flames also became significantly brighter.

“Om!”

With an obscure tremor, several Divine Emblems flew out from the altar and merged into the bodies of Atlas, Prometheus, the giant king Alcyoneus, and the other Titans, forming crimson brands.

Instantly, a marvelous feeling of holding all things in their palms overwhelmed them, and the Titans who received the brands rejoiced greatly.

Authority! The Authority of the chief Titans!

Above the altar, the flames danced, and King Kronos issued a long contemplative chant.

“Take it, this is the grace I bestow upon you. With this honor, drive those bastards of Olympus from their thrones and rebuild the glory of the Titans!”

“Overthrow those bastards of Olympus and rebuild the glory of the Titans!”

The giants were agitated, exclaiming and roaring with excitement.

Prometheus amidst the crowd also repeated the cry with arms raised, but when he cast his gaze downwards to his own reflection in the water, where the Divine Emblem on his forehead had faded, his eyes were filled with shadows.

Whether Old Gods or New Gods, none had ever possessed the traits of “kind-heartedness” or “generosity”…

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