069. Destiny
That night, the residents of Corsica could not sleep at all. There were lightning and thunder outside the window, and the previously bright moon had already been covered by dark clouds. A dangerous storm was about to come.
In fact, they had already noticed the movement outside, and many of them carefully looked out the window, trying to figure out what was going on.
Some people who lived nearby walked out of their houses cautiously on such a night, and looked in the direction of Medusa and the others. After getting closer, they were surprised to find that these strange "people" who suddenly appeared were obviously not real mortals, because they were shrouded in dazzling light and floated in the air. The strong sense of oppression made them want to kneel down to express their respect.
That must be a powerful and timeless god!
The gods have arrived!
Medusa and Perseus, who had bestowed many favors upon them, stood in the middle, leaning on each other, and were divided into two groups with the descending gods, and the situation between them seemed to be tense.
In the past two or three years, the women of Corsica have received a lot of help from Medusa. Not only did she provide jobs to local women, but she also taught them methods of contraception. As more and more women came to seek work, almost all of these strong and capable women on the island of Corsica were valued and willing to do better for Medusa.
The atmosphere here has changed a lot. Even though men and women have almost polarized views on her, this does not affect everyone's curiosity about the situation.
...What on earth happened?
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As soon as Medusa finished speaking, the king of gods Zeus was the first to move. He had long since woken up from his previous desires. After all, no matter how beautiful a woman was, she could not compare to the status of the king of gods, let alone be a threat!
Then Zeus raised his scepter called thunder, and the thunder in the sky that was ready to burst out seemed to be driven, and the dazzling white lightning quickly extended towards the direction of Medusa and Perseus!
At this moment, time seemed to slow down suddenly, but Perseus beside him didn't care about that. He immediately hugged Medusa tightly in his arms, wrapping her as much as possible with his demigod body, and raised Kronos' golden sickle, intending to withstand the wrath of thunder.
“Boom—!”
Medusa closed her eyes tightly and prepared to escape.
But somehow, even though the violent roar was clearly very close to her, she still did not feel the pain brought by the thunder, and Perseus beside her was still tense and there was no other abnormality.
Instead, Medusa was surprised to feel a few raindrops suddenly falling on her...
Is this, raining?
"Well, Poseidon! How dare you betray me again..."
Hearing the angry voice like a roar, Medusa immediately opened her eyes and looked up at the sky.
But the next second, she was surprised to see that the dark clouds that had been accumulating thunder and lightning were actually dispersed by a surge of sea water. Medusa then turned to look at Poseidon, the god of the sea. He was looking at her brother, the king of gods, angrily and sinisterly, acting as angry as if his possession had been bullied.
Medusa didn't have the time or mood to care about the god who had brought her the greatest pain. The strong hatred was deeply hidden in her. After experiencing that failed revenge, she had realized that Poseidon's punishment was nothing more than that. All her endurance now was just to make him, or them, pay the price better and more deeply in the future.
So when she saw Zeus pick up his scepter and swing it at Poseidon, Medusa immediately looked at Perseus beside her and shouted at him, "...Kill Zeus first! Then do what you want!"
Perseus' face showed an expression of pain and hesitation. He obviously could not accept that he would stand on the same front with Poseidon, the god of the sea. But he also knew that this was the only choice he had now to escape with Medusa safely!
So Perseus stepped heavily on the ground, and the powerful force in his body and the sickle stirred up countless sand and stones, which came between them, helping Poseidon, who was obviously at a disadvantage, to resist the powerful god Zeus.
Medusa could not see more of them. They were shrouded in the protection of darkness, only flashing strong light rapidly, emitting powerful impact and pressure, symbolizing the fierceness of the battle.
At this time, the three goddesses of fate could no longer bear to watch, and their elegant and pure bodies ruthlessly surrounded the lone Medusa in the center. Their compassionate faces seemed to be looking down on an evil ant that was about to meet the end of its fate.
"No……"
"Medusa..."
“Run!!”
Amid the sound of the dripping rain, there was someone's voice, a broken one. It sounded like Perseus, but also like Poseidon's.
Medusa could not see anything in the darkness, but it was obvious that both Perseus and Poseidon were unable to take care of themselves under the power of Zeus and could only try their best to say this sentence.
But Medusa felt incredibly calm at this moment. Squinting her eyes at the dazzling light, she simply looked up at the three respectable goddesses and gently asked the question that had been bothering her for a long time, "Why... why is fate undefeatable?"
One of the oldest goddesses of fate, Atropos, couldn't help laughing when she heard what Medusa said. Her voice was pleasant and did not look like she was going to kill Medusa at all.
"There's no such thing as 'why'. Fate is the most powerful force between humans and gods. It's impossible to fight against it."
"So, does that mean Zeus' fate of being overthrown by his descendants is also unavoidable?"
“…”
The three goddesses of fate were silent for a moment, and the youngest goddess, Clotho, slowly spoke, "Don't say any more to her. Let her painfully walk towards her predetermined fate..."
Medusa interrupted them by speaking again, "But I don't believe it."
The last goddess, Lachesis, covered her mouth and chuckled. "Whether you believe it or not, it cannot change the outcome of your death."
Indeed, it was precisely because of these words that Medusa's already beautiful eyes became even more dazzling in this rainy night. Her lips suddenly curled up, and her voice gradually became full of strength. "The reason why I don't believe it is because this is not my predetermined fate at all. Even if you really kill me, it will be in vain..."
"Perseus, who was destined to kill me, could never kill me again, and the goddess of fate herself proved it all."
"My fate had actually changed completely when I saw that prophetic dream and surrendered my pride and arrogance to Poseidon, the god of the sea."
"Now, there is no such thing as destiny."
“……!!”
At that moment, the three goddesses of fate, who should have been compassionate, suddenly changed their expressions. They could not imagine that someone could actually break the order and laws of the world. This caused the power that was originally abundant in their bodies to dry up in an instant!
But this is almost impossible to happen!
Faced with sudden weakness, they now had no choice but to pounce on Medusa with ferocious faces.
At the same time, Medusa seemed to hear the sound of something breaking in the depths of her hiding place. She knew that was the sound of her breaking free from the shackles of fate!
At the same time, she clearly felt that the power of hope in her body completely ignited her. A dazzling light burst out from her body, lighting up the dark rainy night, and everything before her eyes was as bright as day.
At this moment, the earth shook and she seemed to hear someone howling in the distance. The three goddesses of fate who were rushing towards Medusa were weak, so they were pushed away by this powerful force, fell to the ground, and fell into the filthy dust.
At this moment, Medusa's dazzling eyes suddenly opened. She stretched out her hands towards the sky and used the power of hope to condense a weapon unique to Medusa. She quickly swung the weapon towards the goddess of fate who was coming towards her, and the light and shadow of the weapon drew a golden trajectory.
“… This is it!”
Atropos' eyes widened in horror. "But how could the power of hope..."
Before he could finish his words, the terrified head and hands were instantly separated from the body.
The residual power of hope swept over the other two goddesses of fate beside Atropos, and their heads and hands met the same fate almost in the next second.
Coming back to her senses, Medusa, who had not expected all this to happen so quickly, stared blankly at the three corpses that had suddenly turned into stones. Suddenly, she felt a sense of exhaustion, and slowly fell to the ground, gasping for breath tiredly.
Seeing this scene, the nearest villagers were horrified and stumbled back, shouting tremblingly, "The three goddesses of fate are dead?"
"The Three Goddesses of Fate...are dead!!"
“…”
For some reason, that trembling and sorrowful voice was so loud. It spread from near to far, then gradually disappeared and drifted away, causing a greater commotion in the distant village. However, it was hazy and could not be heard clearly.
Zeus, the king of gods who originally had the upper hand, saw the three bodies turned into stone statues in the distance, and suddenly showed a look of disbelief and fear at what was happening.
God may decline, but he can never die!
Especially the three goddesses of fate. As daughters of Zeus, although they are not one of the twelve main gods, they are also gods who control fate and have extremely powerful powers. This is even more impossible to happen!
But everything Zeus saw and felt told him that this was indeed happening.
The gods of Olympus are dead, so is Zeus's position as the king of gods still secure?
He could no longer think about the metaphors behind this, and he was even less able to continue fighting against Poseidon, the god of the sea, and his son Perseus, who had betrayed him.
The king of gods Zeus quickly retreated, and then, in their equally surprised and unexpected gazes, he rose into the air with a complicated expression and fled towards Mount Olympus.
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