That Mount Othrys, which once symbolized the universe's supreme authority and unparalleled majesty, collapsing with a thunderous crash under Zeus's impact—that apocalyptic scene had become her eternal nightmare.
The mountain peak's fractured collapse, that power that destroyed everything, had transformed her divine body into the most thorough nothingness.
If Kronos hadn't saved her, the ending would have been truly unbearable to witness.
No, there would have been nothing to see at all. Who knew how many years and months it would take to recover.
Returning to the Ocean, she cried and only wanted to hide in her father god and mother god's embrace, not wanting to get involved in this terrible upheaval in the slightest.
Of course, the Oceanus couple wouldn't allow her to leave the Ocean again either.
After all, she was their own daughter. Although the child had been immature in the past, when Kronos was powerful before, immaturity was forgivable. But now that they had completely torn off all pretenses, how could they allow their child to be involved in this life-threatening war?
After the new order was established, the Oceanus couple didn't dare ask Zeus to forgive her.
Mainly because this didn't just involve the new God-King's majesty, but deeply touched the sacred Queen Mother Rhea's face.
That the tolerant and loving sacred Queen Mother Rhea didn't pursue the matter, that God-King Zeus was too lazy to bother—this was already enormous grace and tolerance. How could they possibly push their luck further?
In principle, Philyra's matter was much more serious in nature than the Atlas brothers.
On the battlefield, in direct confrontation, that was an orderly war. The victor was king and the vanquished a bandit—nothing objectionable.
But you, a small Ocean nymph, dared to sweep the Queen Mother's face. If not for being Oceanus's daughter, if not for sacred Rhea's loving tolerance, she would have long been thrown into Tartarus.
After the war, under the tacit understanding of all parties, Philyra had actually become an invisible god. In daily life, she was as low-profile as possible, strictly forbidden by Oceanus to step out of the Ocean, not even allowed to surface to breathe.
Oceanus often sighed, sighing that this daughter had made the most foolish choice, and in front of the entire universe, severely swept the couple's face.
But still, that same saying—after all, she was their own daughter. What else could be done?
However, Oceanus also took this opportunity to thoroughly educate all his children: the choices you make, you must bear the consequences yourself.
Some things, parents could shelter them from, while other things, they must bear themselves.
Now Philyra could only live this lightless life, but that was also her own choice, the price she must pay for her mistakes.
Philyra daily lamented her fate of never having a chance to rise again, but she was also clear in her heart that compared to those great gods thrown into Tartarus in the war, this was already a very, very good outcome.
Zeus's Great Thunder's might, even in the Ocean she could see clearly. At that time, the Great Thunder opening the sea's supreme power, she had personally felt it distinctly.
And how powerful the old God-King Kronos was, having had intimate contact with him, she knew deeply.
Yet even such a god who once dominated the universe and was unrivaled, was also defeated head-on by the new God-King.
Now being able to live freely in the Ocean, she was already very fortunate.
After all, the current Ocean still had half the sea, no longer empty of everything. The sea was also quite prosperous.
Although she wasn't even allowed to emerge from the water.
However, to eternally stay in the deep underwater like this, how could she be content?
She had also once so longed to live freely in that beautiful world, the world bathed in sunlight!
If not for this, in the past she wouldn't have half-willingly become Kronos's lover.
Certainly there was the reason of being conquered by the old God-King's supreme authority, but wanting to break free from restrictions and live freely in the vast world was also an extremely important reason!
Therefore, when Poseidon was crowned Sea King and actively showed goodwill to the Ocean pantheon, she keenly grasped this rope that might be a lifeline, actively getting close to Poseidon.
She thought that with Poseidon's status and position, if Poseidon pleaded for her to the Queen Mother and God-King, being forgiven wasn't impossible.
She didn't seek any honor. Even if she was just allowed to step out of the ocean to live, she would be satisfied.
She truly longed for the earth too much.
As for Poseidon, he naturally gladly accepted Philyra throwing herself into his arms.
A lover who could catch Kronos's eye—her appearance, temperament, disposition, and abilities were naturally all among the universe's most top-tier great goddesses.
Moreover, wanting to find a goddess willing to play "transformation games" with him, only he himself knew how difficult that was!
He had long salivated over the gentle and beautiful daughters of the Ocean, but truly didn't dare easily find a powerful Ocean daughter as a wife. As for lovers, he could only find those minor nymphs.
Goddesses possessing powerful laws wouldn't easily become a god's lover. Poseidon's charm...
Now this one of the most top-tier Ocean daughters actively delivered herself to his door, and because of historical reasons, there were no hidden dangers. He'd be foolish not to take her.
Besides, who knew if he could use this goddess as a breakthrough point to infiltrate the Ocean pantheon.
Thus, two gods each harboring ulterior motives mixed together.
So he obtained much unknown information from Philyra's mouth.
One piece of secret information among them could now be put to good use.
Now, he would use this matter to make a truly earth-shattering article!
As long as it could cause Zeus trouble, and it didn't require him, the Sea King, to personally act, with no risk, why not do it?
While all gods were participating in the feast, and next all gods in the universe, except for these few who couldn't show their faces, would go to Olympus to participate in the Assembly of All Gods, this was the best opportunity!
Poseidon, whose plan had already formed in his heart, completely unaware that he had long been overwhelmed by fury, immediately confidently personally went to the Ocean depths to find his "good friend" Menoetius to drink together.
Sure enough, Menoetius, as usual, was alone drinking in sullen silence in his small dark coral reef divine hall.
Atlas was different from him. His wife and children were often by his side. Even if he couldn't leave the Ocean, his days were still flavorful and quite comfortable.
Poseidon, seeing Menoetius's lonely figure, let out a hearty laugh that penetrated the water waves: "My dear friend, Menoetius! Why are you always drinking alone? Why don't you call me to enjoy this rare tranquil time together with you?"
Menoetius looked up to see the visitor was Poseidon, and his face full of gloom immediately bloomed with a genuine smile.
Before he had time to stand and greet him, he heard Poseidon's cordial words and immediately smiled bitterly, shaking his head: "Alas, respected Poseidon, am I not like this every day? I'm afraid in the endless years ahead, it can only be like this."
Poseidon's face was full of enthusiastic smiles. He strode over with great strides, helping himself to a wine cup and filling it, drinking a large cup of divine wine together with him.
Menoetius suddenly remembered something and curiously asked: "Respected His Majesty the Sea King, shouldn't you be on the sacred Mount Olympus at this moment, participating in His Majesty the God-King's grand feast? The Assembly of All Gods should also be starting soon, right? How do you still have time to condescend to come here?"
The smile on Poseidon's face showed an imperceptible pause, but immediately covered it with even more resounding laughter: "The Assembly of All Gods still needs some time. The gods' feast has no interest whatsoever, full of nothing but flattery (to Zeus)."
"I thought you must be bored here, so I wanted to come drink with you. For me, drinking and chatting with you far exceeds being together with those boring deities."
Hearing this, Menoetius immediately felt a warm current surge in his heart, moved beyond measure.
The Sea King was truly a god who valued friendship and loyalty! This friend was truly not made in vain!
He immediately stood up excitedly, personally filling a large cup of wine for Poseidon, solemnly raising his cup and saying: "Great Poseidon, thank you for your friendship! To receive your recognition is Menoetius's honor! To your friendship, cheers!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already drained his cup of divine wine in one gulp.
The smile in Poseidon's eyes deepened. He also boldly drained his cup.
For a time, the two gods harmoniously drank and chatted freely in the divine hall, from all corners of the world to the cosmic galaxy.
After three rounds of drinks, Poseidon, pretending to be casual, with a trace of regret, stood up for Menoetius: "Alas, my dear Menoetius, we are the best of friends. Regarding your current circumstances, I truly feel sorry for you."
"You are the son of the great Death Weaver Iapetus. Your strength and loyalty are known by every god in the universe, unknown by none."
"All upright gods know that being loyal to one's own sovereign has never been a fault."
"Yet you, merely because of this loyalty, ended up living under another's roof, dwelling in this remote Ocean. That starry sky and glory that should have belonged to you are now usurped by other gods."
"Alas..."
Poseidon heavily sighed, his tone full of "sincere" indignation: "Zeus, he is still too harsh on you. But there's no way around it. His heart has always been somewhat narrow."
Although Menoetius had drunk quite a bit of strong liquor and ten thousand zhang of injustice churned in his heart, regarding such remarks that directly involved the God-King and were almost critical, he still didn't dare easily agree.
After all, Poseidon was the God-King's own brother. They had the same loving and gentle mother goddess.
Between brothers, privately saying a couple of such things, saying it was said. Even if they fought, there was the great Mother Goddess Rhea to mediate for them.
But he was still a god bearing guilt! If these words got out, he'd be dead for sure.
Thinking of his status as "bearing guilt," his heart surged with another wave of bitterness, all heroic aspirations extinguished by this cold reality.
He could only remain silent, pouring all his emotions into his cup, just drinking.
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