070. Patience
The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated. When Medusa looked up, she found that the edge of the sky had turned pale. Dawn appeared, and the sky... was about to get bright.
Perseus hurried over to Medusa and carefully lifted her up from the ground. He ignored his dirty face and looked at her nervously, "Medusa, are you okay?"
Medusa shook her head tiredly and was about to speak when she suddenly noticed a figure gradually emerging from the depths of the darkness. The light and shadow cast on that handsome face that Medusa hated so much. He looked as embarrassed as Perseus, but his every move still maintained his previous arrogance and arrogance.
Those hawk-like eyes, naked and deep, rested on Medusa's still beautiful face, revealing emotions such as nostalgia, greed, and cowardice. Poseidon's eyes were dim and unclear, and he sighed with an ambiguous meaning, "...Medusa, I'm back. Did you miss me?"
However, contrary to what Poseidon thought, she wanted to thrust the golden weapon condensed from the power of hope deep into his body, so that he would die immediately before her eyes. However, on the one hand, her strength was almost exhausted due to killing the three goddesses of fate, and on the other hand, Zeus, the king of gods who was their enemy, was not dead yet. Reason told her that it was not the final moment to relax, and Medusa had to continue to tolerate and use him.
Fortunately, for some reason, he did not hold a grudge against what Medusa said to him in Troy, and still chose to help him. Although there may be other purposes involved, this means that she still has a chance.
Medusa lowered her eyes, hiding the deep resentment in them, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know."
For a long time, Poseidon, the god of the sea, had been thinking about Medusa. When he saw her, she did not slander him like she did last time in Troy. Instead, she showed a sad expression. The unconscious hesitation and tension in his heart disappeared instantly.
However, as those emotions disappeared, he suddenly noticed Perseus holding her hands, and his mood immediately became unhappy. Poseidon had no intention of getting to the bottom of the weak and powerless Medusa, and actually threw all her points out of his mind.
He was completely convinced that Medusa had been forced to speak harshly to hurt his feelings, but he was unwilling to condescend to her and express his growing feelings for her. He simply said in a sarcastic tone, "Medusa, I know you must have suffered a lot recently, and that's why you were forced to give yourself to someone else..."
Perseus, who was kneeling and holding Medusa, clenched his fists, raised his head, and looked at Him with hatred.
Poseidon, the god of the sea, still remembered that he held Kronos's sickle. While Kronos wasn't strong enough to defeat Zeus, he was still a near-equal match. So, he gently raised his hand and looked at Perseus, a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I don't mean to blame you, but... Medusa is my lover. You should let her go."
Perseus knew they were currently facing their greatest threat—the god-king Zeus. Since they couldn't seek revenge on Poseidon for Medusa's sake, he couldn't help but taunt her. "A forced lover?"
The pride flowing in Poseidon's body made him disdain to answer this question. Instead, he continued to speak to Medusa, "I know that someone must have forced and hurt you when I lost my divine power, and Perseus protected you, but I promise that this will never happen again..."
"Come back, Medusa, my...Medusa."
"I have recovered my strength. When I kill Zeus and become the King of the Gods, you will become his lover and enjoy all the best things in the world. No one will dare to hurt you anymore."
Medusa only felt disgust and aversion to such a beautiful description, but Perseus expressed it directly and couldn't help but sneer, as if he also heard the high-sounding meaning in His words.
Poseidon, the god of the sea, was already irritable and his patience was limited. A sinister look flashed in his eyes again. He planned to wait until that day really came, then find an opportunity to execute the insolent Perseus and take away the powerful weapon in his hand, so that Medusa would completely forget about this insignificant man.
He believed that Medusa would never betray him, and it was even more impossible for her to get entangled with the demigod Perseus. It was just that if she, a weak mortal, wanted to survive the hands of Athena and others, she had to rely on a powerful god or demigod. He also knew that Perseus loved Medusa.
If this happened to any of Poseidon's other lovers, he would never forgive them, but would abandon or even kill them without hesitation. But if it was Medusa, he felt that he could forgive this helpless woman, but on the premise that Medusa had never had feelings for Perseus.
Poseidon was still confident in this regard. Medusa must still love him, not to mention that Perseus was just a demigod with nothing. How could he compare to him?
Thinking of this, the haze that had been plaguing his heart was almost swept away. "If you really want the position of Queen of Gods, it is not impossible."
Then, His gaze became affectionate again, "As long as it is what you want, I will do my best to satisfy you. Come back."
Medusa didn't speak, nor did she look at Him again. She suppressed the hatred in her eyes, "I can't forgive you for the harm you've caused me, directly or indirectly. I think it's best for us to take some time to cool down before the dust settles."
As soon as he finished speaking, Perseus picked up Medusa from the ground and prepared to find a place to rest for a while. The moment he stood up, he looked at Poseidon, the god of the sea, with eyes full of ridicule and contempt, but Medusa hugged Perseus' neck as usual and leaned tenderly in his arms.
Poseidon, who was originally certain that Medusa would never betray him and be with someone else, suddenly stopped at this moment, because he had never expected that he would be rejected by Medusa in this way. He just stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
The atmosphere between them was so natural, and the looks in their eyes were so affectionate... It was as if they were so compatible and meant to be together.
The scene before him deeply hurt him, and Poseidon, the god of the sea who had always been confident in his charm, panicked a little. But soon, this emotion turned into anger and irritability, and he wished to grind Perseus into ashes immediately!
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"What nonsense are you talking about? Although Perseus and Medusa are both powerful, the goddess of fate has the protection of fate. They are so powerful, how could they die?"
"It's absolutely true! You can go and see that the bodies of the three goddesses of fate have turned into stone statues!"
"What can a stone statue prove? Maybe someone carved it and moved it here."
"That stone statue is so lifelike. I guarantee that no one in the world can carve a stone statue like this. It looks just like the real thing. And when you walk past it, you'll feel a very strange sensation..."
"Oh, I can't explain it, you'll know when you see it!"
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These words aroused the villagers' strong curiosity, and they did see some very intense movement from afar yesterday, but it was all too far away, too dark, and too fast, so they could not see anything clearly.
The person who spoke was the name of the village closest to the place. Logically, his words should be highly credible, but his words were too unbelievable.
So when everyone rushed to the place where the fierce battle had just taken place, everyone except the person who had already seen it was stunned.
The fields that were once lush with vegetation had turned into scorched earth overnight, as if they had been burned by a raging fire. The trees and houses had disappeared, leaving only a chaotic mess of ruins.
There were indeed three statues lying in the center of the ruins. The closer they got, the more frightened they became. A sense of solemnity and sadness filled everyone's heart, and they felt as if they were oppressed by a huge pressure, just like when they met a god. They just wanted to crawl on the ground to prove their piety.
After they knelt down and kowtowed, they came to the statues that the man had mentioned. The three lifelike stone statues had no heads or hands, but every remaining part was lifelike, and one could vaguely see the fluttering clothes and delicate muscle lines.
Everyone who saw this scene didn't know what was happening, and they all felt an inexplicable pull in their bodies disappear instantly, as if their predetermined fate had turned into a crossroads of constantly forking and intertwining roads, and everything before them was endless possibilities and brilliant hope.
"It seems someone really did kill the three goddesses of fate... But who would do this?"
"I saw it." The leader's expression was tense, as if he could still feel the fear and terror from his memory. "It was Medusa. She seemed dissatisfied with her fate, so the three goddesses of fate wanted to kill her. Medusa chose to resist, and then..."
"She then killed the gods."
As a result, the news of the death of the three goddesses of fate quickly spread throughout Corsica. With the extremely prosperous foreign trade on Corsica today, and the fact that this incident was so incredible, it began to spread gradually outward.
Most people were in disbelief when they heard this, but the Corsicans spoke with such confidence that it was as if they had really seen it happen.
This news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and spread rapidly at an astonishing speed.
On the other side, the king of gods Zeus had returned to Mount Olympus. He sat on the high throne with an expressionless face, gathering other gods who were angry about the death of the goddess of fate.
The gods looked solemn, not only because of the death of the three goddesses of fate, but also because their death would leave an indelible impact on the remaining gods.
Yes, God has always been eternal and immortal.
However, their deaths broke this iron rule. Does this mean that other gods will also die for some reason?
Not only that, human faith can enhance the power within gods. When they learn that gods are mortal, will they ruthlessly abandon their faith in gods, making their weakness even worse?
Finally, the heroic king of gods, Zeus, spoke. His expression was solemn, tinged with anger and a touch of grief. "I never imagined that my kindness would cause Poseidon, the god of the sea, to betray again after fulfilling his punishment. My human son, Perseus, was deceived by Poseidon and strengthened this rebellious force."
"Reverend Zeus, then, who killed the three goddesses of fate? Was it Poseidon, the god of the sea?"
Zeus's expression changed slightly. Thinking that the seemingly weak Medusa was actually a rose full of thorns, he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, but he quickly buried the complicated emotions in his heart and spoke calmly.
"No, it's Medusa, the former lover of Poseidon, the god of the sea."
When the gods heard the name again, they first felt it was familiar, and then, after being reminded by someone, they suddenly remembered where they had heard the name before.
The gods moved, and quietly turned their gaze towards Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, who stood elegantly and proudly among the gods.
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