A chaotic and deep voice echoed throughout the entire arena of gods, making it clear to everyone present.

At that moment, countless people's faces turned ashen, and they became even more terrified.

Because they thought of the gods who had been recruited by Victor and forced into the ranks of the evil gods, who were originally with this god-king.

Now, Victor has brought all those gods under his command.

So, if even the king of the gods has joined Victor, wouldn't that mean...

Did even the person who ultimately stopped Viktor turn against him?

After that, who will be able to protect them?

Is the end of humanity coming for them?

This thought sent a chill down the spines of the millions of viewers present, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

They clasped their hands together, bowed their heads, and began to pray softly.

The sounds of prayer quickly gathered, like soft, low waves, leaking out from the towering arena.

They hoped that the god-king in the sky could protect them and keep them from harm.

They just didn't know.

At this point, Zeus was in no better condition than these humans.

His expression was more somber than before.

He realized the deeper meaning behind Viktor's sudden words.

This is forcing him to take sides and making him make a deliberate choice.

Because Victor had previously said that if you wanted to challenge him, you had to defeat the seven gods first.

With just one sentence, he had already categorized those seven gods as belonging to his camp.

For Zeus, only two choices remained.

The first option is to side with humanity and actively attack these gods.

The advantage is that it can win people's faith.

The downside is that these gods were originally on his side.

This means Zeus will attack his own people.

And most importantly, if he doesn't cooperate with Viktor to attack his own people...

Zeus would then be considered by other humans to have become Viktor's accomplice.

Then, like other gods, he would lose the countless faiths of humankind.

He was presented with only these two choices, without exception.

By this point, Zeus had been completely coerced and had become a pawn in Victor's plan.

What exactly does this human want to do?

They even shouted loudly, as if afraid that others wouldn't hear them.

Does he know military strategy?

Every step was calculated, solely to push Zeus into an even deeper abyss.

Honestly, what should he choose?

Zeus knew perfectly well that no matter what choice he made, the outcome would not satisfy him.

Abandoning the other gods and acting alone?

But his initial goal was to bring the other gods back to this world.

If he chooses to act alone now, wouldn't all his previous efforts be in vain?

Stand firmly with your own people?

Come on.

The gods who stand with Victor now are no different from those who stand on hot coals.

If he really makes that choice, then he is destined to never gain the faith of humanity.

A god without faith is destined to become a forgotten, worthless deity.

Therefore, although it seems like there are two choices, Zeus can only choose one.

Acting alone, enjoying the faith that originally belonged to other gods.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

Once he gains the faith of all humanity, no one will be his match.

At that time, he could even regain control of the world, and naturally he could also vindicate other gods.

It would be unwise to confront this human head-on now.

Even gods possess innate pride.

But Zeus, as the king of the gods, naturally possessed extraordinary wisdom, unlike the simple and mindless arrogance of other gods.

At the very least, his wisdom far surpassed that of his two brothers.

But just as he was about to answer Viktor,

A sharp sword light slashed through the cold wind in the sky.

Like a long, pale silver line drawn through the cold light, shimmering in the darkness, it passed between Victor and Zeus.

The terrifying sharpness cleaved a thin void rift between the two, and the shattered cracks in the surrounding space extended menacingly in all directions.

The air fell silent for a moment, as the even deeper black curtain of the sky was cleaved open once more.

With a wail mingled with pain and delirium, countless dark tentacles danced wildly in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the seven apples that had been entangled by the tentacles were forced to retract as the tentacles were severed.

As the tentacles twisted and rapidly retracted, seven golden apples fell from the sky.

The tranquil and sacred sources of light rained down one after another, creating streaks of brilliant golden light in the air and dispelling the deep darkness.

The scene before them stunned the millions of spectators present, their eyes trembling as they gazed into the distance.

In the stunned silence of the crowd, high in the distance, the sky was covered with a cold light.

A knight clad in silver-white armor spread out a pair of wings that were of utmost purity and holiness.

The bright, pale light was like the pure moonlight.

It was as if her arrival illuminated the entire sky and reflected in the depths of the audience's pupils.

'Gwen' held a silver blade, around which a hazy, flowing light floated, like a spiraling vortex, pure and noble.

Silver hair danced in the cold wind, each strand seemingly wrapped with transparent, pale ice crystals.

What's most striking is that her beautiful face is now covered by that helmet again.

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