The legend of the golden apple, which spread throughout the world and drove countless women crazy, was spread by this human.
He had already started planning all of this long before that.
At this moment, facing this god-king, Victor still maintained his previous ruthless and arrogant attitude.
He did not answer Zeus's question.
Because the question asked by the other party was very appropriate.
The golden apple has never existed in this world.
According to legend, the golden apple first appeared at the wedding of Zeus and Hera.
Mother Earth Gaia gifted this grand wedding with a golden apple tree.
Zeus then used this tree to invite all the gods to his wedding celebration.
After all, there is no Mother Earth Gaia in this world, so naturally there shouldn't be a story about the golden apple.
Could it be that the goddess of nature who refused the name Gaia planted a tree specifically for Zeus?
Although curious, Victor knew that Zeus could not tell him the truth.
From that moment on, after Victor brought the seven gods to his side, his relationship with Zeus became irreconcilable.
Why should I tell you?
Viktor's lips curled slightly, maintaining his proud demeanor.
He put his hands back into his pockets, his black trench coat billowing and dancing in the turbulent wind.
This action seemed to awaken Zeus's deeply buried memories.
He slightly widened his eyes, lowered his voice a few decibels, and spoke coldly:
"So it was you?"
Zeus had met Victor, though it was only a one-sided meeting.
In fact, the god-king had long forgotten the face of the person he had seen back then.
But some unique characteristics left a deep impression on him.
In short, that was his brother, Hades, the god of the underworld.
The other person's beloved dog was stolen by this human in full view of everyone.
It was a thrilling contest; the humans struggled greatly against the ferocious three-headed dog.
At least that's how it appears in the eyes of the gods.
Victor seemed to be trying very hard, even carefully avoiding contact with the vicious dog.
Finally, he unleashed countless spells and barely managed to defeat the guard dog.
Now, the human who once struggled to even handle a guard dog is able to withstand his attacks.
They even boldly appeared in the skies above his territory.
To declare to the whole world that one is the enemy of the world.
Is this possible?
"What, you want to challenge me too?"
The sudden sound interrupted Zeus's thoughts.
His gaze refocused on Viktor, who was looking at him with an extremely confident gaze.
That look in his eyes seemed to see right through him.
They knew his trump cards and strengths, and even knew every one of his weaknesses.
This human had never met him face to face before, but Zeus had a strange feeling that the other had seen him thousands of times.
Is this possible?
At that moment, Zeus felt cold sweat beading on his forehead.
A heavy weight pressed down on his heart, making him feel somewhat incredulous.
This shouldn't be, this shouldn't be...
He, he is clearly a god.
Zeus hovered in the air, stunned, his pupils trembling, his mind filled with doubt about the opponent's strength and questioning his own.
"Is God's mental fortitude really that weak?"
Victor smiled faintly, his gaze fixed firmly on Zeus.
Weak
Yes, it's weak.
Victor was never afraid of Zeus, nor did he ever fear the king of the gods.
After all, when it comes to ranking the strength of bosses in the game, Zeus is far less powerful than his two brothers.
Even Hades was no match for him, so Zeus was naturally no match for Viktor, who could easily subdue him.
Even now, in his eyes, Zeus is nothing more than a wooden stake.
His body was full of flaws.
If it weren't for the lingering "intermittent illusions" on his body, Viktor could have made his move much earlier.
In front of the entire world, let's give this god-king a satisfying and brutal beating.
However, it is no longer necessary.
Victor had already prepared a final gift for this god-king.
"Since you want to challenge me, then..."
"Choose one."
He arranged the seven golden, evil apples before him, and then turned his gaze back to Zeus, the king of the gods.
Looking at the god-king frozen in mid-air, Victor's lips curled slightly upward, and a calm voice escaped from his throat.
He used a voice that could be heard throughout the entire arena, almost echoing across the entire world, to ensure that everyone could hear him.
Which god do you want to challenge first?
Suddenly, his voice became low and incoherent, and every word seemed to be distorted.
Like ripples on a stagnant lake, it filled everyone's hearts with horror.
"Or do you want to be like them—"
"Become my messenger?"
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