
While the Kryptonians had been annihilated by Ling Jiu, and the entire world was in a carnival atmosphere, the remaining gods were crippled with terror.
The most powerful gods had been annihilated, and the rest were just small seeds. Ling Jiu would definitely chase after them. What do they have to do?
Meanwhile, in a palace in the middle of Mount Olympus, several gods were trembling in their boots.
Had Zeus and the other Greek gods remained there, they would have recognized them as weak and marginalized Greek gods.
For example, the sea goddess Thalassa, the Dryads, the sleeping god Hypnos, and the pure water goddess Doris.
At this moment, these weaker gods were extremely frightened. Due to their low status, they were unable to take part in the gathering of the gods today. They could only stay on the mountainside to guard the wormhole, so they escaped the holocaust. But they know what's going on in the outside world.
“What should we do now, everyone? Those brutal humans will definitely find us here. He's gonna kill us all. What should we do?”
While some gods were panicking, the pure water goddess spoke.
“Because things have happened like that, we can't do anything and have nowhere to go except the two alternatives.”
“Which two alternatives?”
The other gods looked at the pure water goddess with hope in their eyes.
“We destroy the wormhole and cut the path between the planet Olympus and Earth, or return to the planet Olympus and free the imprisoned Primordial gods.” The pure water goddess said slowly.
“Liberating the Primordial gods?”
“No no! We really can't do this!”
“The Primordial God will kill us!”
The faces of some gods changed drastically upon hearing the second alternative, their heads trembling like drums.
It was because they knew who those Primordial Gods were, they strongly disagreed with the idea of freeing the Primordial Gods.
Because it's no different than suicide.
The pure water goddess nodded as a receipt. He understood their worries. After all, the Greek pantheon had undergone three generational transitions.
The gods of today are third generation, with Zeus as the king of the gods.
Before this, there were two generations in the Greek pantheon, namely the second generation of the Titans, and the first generation of the Primordial Gods!
The Titans were killed, banished, or exiled. Except for Cronus, who had been imprisoned, the other Titans could no longer return.
But the Primordial Gods were too powerful to kill. So they could only be permanently imprisoned on the planet Olympus.
The pure water goddess believed that if they liberated the Primordial gods, they would have hope of defeating Ling Jiu, the human, and restoring the dignity and glory of the Greek god.
But no one dared to do this.
The reason for that was, the Primordial Gods were too powerful. No one was sure what would happen after the Primordial Gods were released.
“We'd better choose the first alternative.” The sleeping god shook his head. “Destroy the wormhole to cut the path between Olympus and Earth. Back then, humans couldn't go to Olympus, and we'd be safe.”
“Agree!”
“The movement reveals the violence of ual in order to eliminate it!”
Some gods agree. They have consensus. So they got into the wormhole and immediately came to Olympus.
Just as they were about to destroy the wormhole, the ground under their feet trembled.
The tremors were followed by the appearance of a powerful aura in the air, suppressing the thoughts of the sleeping god and others.
“Aura this is ..”
The sleeping god and the others exchanged glances, their faces changing. They rose into the sky in search of a source of repressive energy.
They then saw a towering figure tens of thousands of meters tall in the blue sky.
This figure is so majestic. His muscles were sturdy like rocks, his veins were flowing like rivers, his hair was as thick as a forest, and his eyes were glittering like a lake.
A powerful repressive aura emanated from this majestic giant, recklessly suppressing the earth, the soul of every living being.
“U—Uranus!”
“This is the aura of Uranus!”
The face of the sleeping god changed drastically.
They may be the roughest gods of the Greek pantheon, but they certainly knew Uranus, the famous Primordial god.
“How is that possible? How did Uranus come out? Wasn't he in prison forever? How did he get out?”
“I think the death of Zeus and the other gods in battle has weakened the seal. That's why Uranus can escape.”
“That's him! It must be!”
“It doesn't matter how Uranus frees itself. I care most about what we have to do.”
“What can we do? Run on! Uranus will kill us. He hates us all.”
“Truly precise! Run!”
Just as the sleeping god and the other gods were about to escape, Uranus in the sky looked at them and grabbed them with his hand that was bigger than a mountain.
“No-“
The sleeping god and his companions screamed in horror, but it was useless. Uranus' hands were not fast, but he could easily grab them in his hands.
He then threw it into his mouth and chewed it.
…
No one else knows what happened at Olympus. Meanwhile, Ling Jiu did not sit still.
After slaughtering 66 Kryptonians, he flew straight towards America.
He knew exactly how many Kryptonians there were on Earth, as they were under Leoux's supervision. He wants to capture all the remaining Kryptonians.
Ling Jiu only needed one teleportation, and he had come to America.
Funnily enough, the Kryptonian apparently saw him coming and flying towards Antarctica.
Their intentions were very clear; they planned to return to Mars before Ling Jiu could find them and destroy the wormhole.
But things don't always go according to plan, because reality is cruel. Before they could fly out of America, Ling Jiu intercepted them.
“Where are you all going, huh?”
Ling Jiu looked at these over a thousand Kryptonians with a smile, as if she had found her precious baby.
“You—you—you are that human!”
The face of the Kryptonian leader sank, his voice trembling. “How did you arrive so quickly?”
“Let's cut that shit. You now have one chance: to give up and become my obedient slave. Don't tell me I didn't warn you.” Ling Jiu waved her hand impatiently.
“Man, don't go too far! We Kryptonians would rather die as martyrs than be your slaves!”
“Leoux, catch them!” Ling Jiu did not care and asked Leoux to arrest them all. “Wash their brains as soon as possible. I have to go to the asteroid belt to expand the Inner World of the Saiyan Golden Ape avatar in two days.”
“You understand.” Leoux nodded.
“Let's clean the lair of the major gods, catch those who have more potential and brainwash them,” Ling Jiu said. “The more gardeners, the better.”
“You understand. The Maya gods are the closest to us. Let's go there first. What do you think?”
“Do as you say.”