Listening to Zeus's deeply affectionate words, her mind that had been overwhelmed by emotion, after being offended by Zeus's presumptuous action, had now regained the great mother goddess's clarity and sharpness.
Immediately came a clear cold laugh: "Ha, don't you still have your second and third wives by your side to accompany you?"
"What? Great God-King, can you still remember me in your tender embraces? What am I to you? That I could actually trouble His Majesty the God-King to keep me in his heart?"
She especially emphasized the words "second" and "third," the vinegar so thick it couldn't be dissolved, almost soaking through the thunder barrier.
Hearing this, the shameless philandering Sky Lord immediately denied it, his tone extremely earnest: "My love, in my heart, you will always be that unique star! As long as you're willing, I can immediately announce to the entire universe: you, Hera, are Zeus's most beloved wife!"
These words pierced the most painful place in Hera's heart even more. Her expression became increasingly cold, and indescribable pain even emerged in her golden pupils.
She disdainfully said coldly: "Then which position should I be? Fourth? Or fifth? Or perhaps sixth, ranked even further back?"
"Ah, that's right, there's also Demeter, and Dione. When do you plan to announce their status?"
Zeus was about to open his mouth to defend himself when Hera had already stopped him with a resolute gesture: "Enough! Zeus, don't say these things anymore."
She suddenly actively pressed into Zeus's embrace. Her tone abruptly softened in an instant, using an extremely calm voice that also carried the sound of a heartbreaking tear, slowly saying: "Zeus, my love is unique. Therefore, the love I want must also be unique."
"Let it be like this. I'm already in your arms. What more do you want from me?"
This gentle sentence, filled with infinite weariness and compromise, instantly blocked all the carefully prepared flowery words in Zeus's mouth.
The amorous divine lord's philandering heart that could accommodate countless goddesses, at this moment, also rarely felt a needle-prick-like guilt.
In this world, there was no goddess more deeply affectionate and steadfast than his Hera.
He could only use all his strength to tightly hold his most beloved goddess in his arms, whispering over and over in her ear: "Hera... my Hera... you will always be my Hera, my most beloved wife..."
The two great deities quietly embraced each other. In this small world where everything was obscured by the thunder light screen, they silently enjoyed this brief, rare, bittersweet yet sweet time.
And just after Zeus walked to Hera's side and obscured all gazes with thunder divine power, that certain unnamed Sea King who had originally been hiding in a dark corner to escape Hera's fury, was using an extremely complex gaze intertwined with envy, jealousy, and resentment, staring fixedly at that flickering thunder light, his teeth roots almost crushed.
"Bang!"
He could no longer endure it, violently crushing the pure gold wine cup in his hand.
Then he abruptly stood up, carrying his entire body's gloom and fury, directly leaving this banquet of the gods that made him nauseous, huffily returning to his sea.
Returning to that deep and magnificent underwater kingdom, Poseidon's fury could finally be completely released.
The master of the sea's fury transformed into shocking waves that swept across the entire ocean. Terrible waves transformed into sky-reaching giant hands, tearing everything in the sea, rolling it into debris.
All the wreckage rose and fell on the seabed, thoroughly ground into nothingness in the numerous bottomless whirlpools.
He drank alone in the extremely magnificent Sea King's divine hall, becoming angrier the more he thought.
His Sea King's divine hall, built from enormous coral crystals and pearl nacre, was magnificent and luxurious, in no way inferior to the Olympian God-King's divine hall.
Only this hall was empty and cold, making his solitary figure even more apparent. Looking at the empty everything, thinking of the lively and happy Olympus, he became even angrier.
This foul breath in his heart couldn't be suppressed no matter what!
Why!
Why could Zeus gain the affection of all powerful goddesses?
Why was he rejected by everyone he pursued?
While those proud goddesses, upon seeing Zeus, rushed toward him like moths to a flame?
Why must his ocean authority be shared with the gods?!
Even the laws he wielded couldn't be used as he pleased!
Moreover, the most important and powerful might in ocean authority—"storm" symbolizing supreme destruction and devastation—its highest control was actually still in Zeus's hands!
The more Poseidon thought, the more stifled he felt. He resolved he must do something to viciously vent this foul breath!
Rebelling alone he definitely didn't dare. He didn't have that courage.
Moreover, compared to Zeus's power and influence, he was completely no match. He still had this self-awareness.
But although he didn't have the courage to rebel, he still had the courage to cause trouble, and not only did he have it, it was quite substantial!
An unruly figure gradually became clear in his mind. On Poseidon's handsome face, a dark and cruel cold smile slowly formed.
He had made up his mind not to wait for other opportunities. Now, immediately, he would use this chess piece!
At the upcoming, highly anticipated Assembly of All Gods, to viciously sweep away Zeus's face!
This chess piece was, of course, that reckless and arrogant Titan god—Menoetius!
Although Poseidon wanted to completely swallow Oceanus's authority at all times, bringing "sea" and "ocean" completely into his possession.
He believed that only thus could he truly stand on equal footing with Zeus.
But after all, he wasn't a completely brainless deity. He just had a bit of a temper, was a bit arrogant, occasionally a bit presumptuous.
He also understood that if he wanted to eliminate an enemy, the best way was to get close to him, to greet him with a smiling face.
Besides, he truly quite liked those gentle and beautiful daughters of the Ocean.
In this world, there probably weren't any deities who didn't like the daughters of the Ocean.
With his status as king of the seas, deliberately lowering his posture to be friendly, the Ocean gods couldn't very well shut him out.
During this long time, his relationship with the Oceanus couple and the Ocean gods had become quite familiar.
After all, he was Zeus's brother and the Ocean's nearest neighbor.
In that past Titan War that decided the universe's fate, Poseidon had also fought side by side with many Ocean deities. There was ultimately a bond of friendship.
The Ocean god lineage mostly had gentle and kind natures. Facing Poseidon's active friendliness, although they held vigilance in their hearts, on the surface they still gave this Sea King sufficient courtesy and respect.
It was during this close contact that Poseidon placed his ulterior gaze on Iapetus's two sons—Atlas and Menoetius.
Even though they had once fought viciously, life and death, under his deliberate befriending, his relationship with these two second-generation Titans confined in the Ocean had been maintained quite well.
Poseidon also had no choice. Looking across the entire Ocean pantheon, only these two brothers had the possibility of being manipulated.
The other Ocean deities had simple and honest characters and were deeply subject to the Oceanus couple's strict discipline. Zeus had great benevolence toward the entire Ocean system. He really couldn't find opportunities to sow discord.
Although the Atlas and Menoetius brothers were forbidden by the Ocean god couple from stepping out of the Ocean, within the vast Ocean territory, they were relatively free.
But with such a long time passing, they had long felt extreme dissatisfaction and boredom with this monotonous life in the Ocean.
Atlas was a bit better. His cultivation of character had indeed achieved some effect, and his children all lived well on Mount Olympus, occasionally returning to the Ocean to visit him. This made Atlas not a good target for provocation.
But Menoetius was different.
He was inherently reckless and arrogant. As endless days passed one by one, his proud heart became increasingly unable to endure.
His violent temperament wasn't popular in the Ocean. Not many gods were willing to keep him company and alleviate his loneliness, causing his days to be extremely boring.
Even his wife, Nereus's daughter—the peaceful river goddess Erynia—and her daughter Hesperis, were also strictly required by Pontus to be forbidden from living in the Ocean by his side for long, only able to occasionally come visit.
This undoubtedly further intensified Menoetius's resentment.
Many circumstances intertwined, causing Menoetius's days to become increasingly dissatisfied, increasingly feeling like there was no light in sight.
It was under these circumstances that the ill-intentioned Poseidon actually became his "good friend."
And now, regarding this good friend of his, Poseidon indicated it was time to put him to use!
Poseidon silently sneered in the deep seawater. Being able to use this chess piece to viciously disgust Zeus, who was currently enjoying spring breezes of success and comfortable satisfying days atop Olympus, was this "good friend's" greatest value!
At the Assembly of All Gods, on this most grand day when gods from all three realms and three domains jointly worshipped the God-King and praised his supreme authority, to create some earth-shattering events for Zeus, to viciously diminish his supreme face!
Moreover, this plan killed two birds with one stone. It could not only disrupt the ceremony but also take advantage of the situation to provoke the relationship between the powerful Ocean pantheon and Zeus. Regardless of the outcome, he Poseidon would profit without loss.
And this best opportunity, laughably enough, was actually delivered to his door by Zeus himself.
Although Poseidon still had no legitimate wife, this didn't mean he was truly some clean and self-respecting god.
He had long ago obtained a beautiful daughter of the Ocean as a secret lover.
And from this lover willing to sink into depravity, he obtained much information about the Ocean's depths that was extremely difficult for outsiders to know.
His lover's name was—Philyra.
Since Philyra was dispatched by Kronos to return to the Ocean to spy for intelligence, this beautiful goddess had gone and never returned.
She was truly frightened.
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