Zeus was so frightened that he knelt down and quickly said, "Grandmother, please calm down. I am just having health problems. I have no improper thoughts about you."

“Tell me, what’s the story with Hera?” Gaia said with a cold snort.

She also happened to see Hera in disarray, which was simply indecent. Even ordinary soldiers could see large patches of her snow-white skin, and the soldiers in those rows were walking with their backs bent.

Now that she knows the reason, she really doubts whether choosing this good-for-nothing as the God King was the right choice.

Most importantly, he actually dared to have feelings for her...

Upon hearing Hera's name, Zeus, disregarding the sticky feeling, immediately stood up and exclaimed, "Grandmother, she has utterly disgraced the Queen of the Gods..."

"Alright, alright, you're the one who's disgraced the God-King," Gaia said impatiently, waving his hand.

Zeus immediately resumed his goddess-like movements...

Pfft...

Gaia, seeing his grandson in such a wretched state, simply turned away.

But Zeus, upon seeing this dashing figure from behind, went even further...

He awkwardly grabbed at his hands, his face flushed, and said, "Grandmother, an Easterner broke in and slaughtered two main cities of the Divine Realm."

The grandson believes the person's strength is at least at the late stage of the Main God realm, or even the peak.

Upon hearing this, Gaia's beautiful eyes narrowed instantly, and she murmured, "Could it be that those people know what I'm doing and are trying to interfere with me?"

"Grandmother, that's unlikely. At most, the outside world knows that a civil war has broken out in our divine realm."

"I shouldn't know that you intend to take control of the realm of the gods," Zeus said in a trembling voice.

It spilled all over the ground...

“We can’t let any more people from the Divine Realm die. I feel that my strength has already diminished considerably. If they continue to die, all my plans will be in vain,” Gaia pondered.

She finally managed to control the power of all living beings in the divine realm. Although each person could only use a small amount, there were many of them.

Most importantly, her direct relatives, due to their blood ties, have more power at their disposal, which greatly enhances her strength.

One day, she believed that she would be able to follow the ancestral teachings and hold the divine realm in her hands.

“Grandmother, what should we do?” Zeus whispered.

Gaia glanced at the filth on the ground and said with disgust, "Immediately send people to summon the strongmen from the other cities to the sacred mountain. As many as you can come, that's fine."

I want to see if that Easterner dares to come here.

If they leave, fine. But if they dare to come back, I'll let them taste the power of the entire Divine Realm.

After saying that, his figure disappeared from the main hall, leaving only a faint fragrance.

Zeus quickly shook his head, forcing himself to stop thinking about that beautiful, delicate body.

"Damn piece of trash, you've caused me to suffer like this. Slapping you to death is too lenient." He said, looking at the cloud of blood mist.

The shock shattered his civilian clothes, leaving a mess of filth all over the floor.

He also had a furrowed brow as he struggled to put on his armor.

A moment later.

Wearing a crown and golden armor, Zeus went out again, but his face was very pale and his legs were a little weak, so he could only slow down.

"You lot, summon Gregory and Aheng to me immediately," he said, looking at the patrolling soldiers.

"Yes, sir," the soldiers said respectfully.

After discussing it for a while, they split up and started working, with only their noses twitching slightly.

After running a distance, one of the soldiers whispered to his comrades, "Ernest, do you smell a familiar scent?"

He even glanced in Zeus's direction.

"Um?

"Hillbott, you smelled it too?" Ernest said, his eyes wide.

"Yes, and the smell was too strong. It felt like I was following His Majesty around," Hilbert said with a sigh.

“No wonder His Majesty suddenly seemed much weaker, like he’d lost weight,” Ernest nodded and said.

The other groups were also discussing this matter; clearly, they had all noticed it...