Me, Hydra

"It's too late for you to say anything now, but if you're truly innocent, then stay here. You're grounded, but if you want books or women, tell the guards. But the one thing is that you can't leave the guards' sight, not for a moment!"

At the words, Ares' face rose in annoyance.

"Do I have to turn in my tail in front of these guards! Don't joke around, Uncle, I'm innocent, we're family. I don't ask for much, and I don't want this bunch of unsuspecting soldiers in my personal life."

Hearing Ares' argument, Hades ignored it and turned away indifferently.

"Right now you're just a suspect, not qualified to make so many demands. Whether you're eating, resting, or sleeping with that woman. You're not allowed out of their sight. Now I'm the rule, and no one moves until I say so."

As he said that, Hades left Ares' temple, and as Ares tried to catch up, the guards at the door stopped him.

"Please don't make this difficult for us."

Hearing the soldier's unemotional colorless, mechanical voice, Ares withdrew his hand in hatred.

Just as he was about to return to the inner chamber, Ares' ears rang once more with Hades' voice.

"Don't think I don't know that one of Hercules' trials was to go more to your bastard daughter's belt. If it weren't for the lack of decisive evidence used to convince the public, you would be dead."

Pupils narrowed, Ares had always thought he had done such a seamless job of covering up that even Zeus and Aphrodite hadn't noticed...how had Hades found out?!

Taking a breath, Ares narrowed his eyes.

If Hades now knew his secret, then the secret that Hydra had been to the Amazon would also be discovered along with it. At that time, he would be absolutely dead.

"We must find a way to send the information out."

As he thought, the rest of Ares' eyes looked at the guards by the sound.

Not only grounded, Hades even locked the space around Ares' temple, the so-called mental connection to such a locked space unless it was hard to break in, but then it would definitely make Hades pay attention....

"Am I to be betrayed once again?"

This idea was erased by Ares when it first came out. For no other reason, his wife and children were still in Hydra's hands, and if he really told Zeus and the others about Hydra's information, that last bit of his own spiritual sustenance would disappear without a trace....

"One can only pin one's hopes on Hydra..."

Watching the birds flying outside the window, Ares' dilated pupils began to shrink.

With a glance at the guards behind him who were constantly watching him, Ares' lips tugged at the corners of his mouth, then without a care in the world, he removed and tossed aside his armor.

"Get out of my way! I want to sleep!"

........

On the other hand, walking out of Ares' temple, Hades' face was filled with a haze.

For Ares, Hades didn't reject them like the other gods did in the beginning, because in a sense, Hades itself was a member who was discriminated against.

Therefore, Hades was incredibly aware that these people who had been treated unfairly often held a sullenness in their hearts, a sullenness that was like gas, and sometimes it only took a small spark to instantly ignite an entire mind.

While it was hoped that Ares had truly discovered his own shortcomings and thus decided to learn, Hades preferred to think of the bad side of everything, and on that basis alone, Ares was destined to be an unrespected god. But there was no denying that such people were wise.

With a glance at the temple of Ares behind him, Hades waved a hand at the guards beside him.

"To the temple of Athena!"

As he said that, Hades spun the dead air of the underworld and flew in the direction of Athena's temple in the distance.

The actions of Hades and what happened to Ares soon spread throughout Olympus under the propaganda of some loudmouth gods.

The heavy-handedness, the mass imprisonment of the high gods, the execution of torture without solid evidence, the grounding and a series of other events made the entire Olympus panic.

For a time Hades even had an extra plague god's godhead, but it was clear that Hades, who was busy trying to determine who exactly was the mole, didn't care about such trivial matters.

Or even if it had seen it, it wouldn't have cared.

Anyway, he already had a lot of pots on him, so a few more wouldn't be a big deal....

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Volume 1: Text-187 - Gabriel's Thoughts

Although the Olympus was undergoing drastic changes, Hydra didn't know this. To be sure, the current Hydra was still enjoying the Prophet level.

Frowning, Hydra was surprised to find that he couldn't get in touch with Ares.

This caused Hydra to frown a bit.

You know, Ares could be said to be near impossible to betray Hydra. Not only because Hydra had his wife and daughter in his hands, but more importantly, even if Ares betrayed him, the harm that Ares could do to Hydra would be limited to the discovery of Azeroth.

And now that Azeroth was basically in their possession, even if they discovered it, it was already too late. Even Azeroth's spatial walls were heavily obstructed by Hydra....

Betraying Hydra couldn't bring even the slightest benefit to Ares. Imagine if you were in charge of Olympus, would you trust a two-and-a-half-boy who turned on someone else and then turned on you?

Two-faced people were not treated well, no matter where they were.

Breathing a sigh of relief, if Hydra hadn't expected Ares to be grounded somewhere, there were many gods who could block off a space, but Hydra believed it must be Hades again. Only that guy would take action because of some "suspicions".

"Lightning-quick methods... Is he worthy of being Hades?"

Breathing a sigh of relief, Hydra stood at the window.

Now that his control over the Christian mythology of the earthly realm had been perfected, those who opposed it had been hung from the monastery's flagpole, and while bloody and brutal, it was the swiftest way to silence those who opposed it. Though the elasticity that this method would bring would be great, it would be all right for Hydra.

For Hydra had been able to determine that there could be no original Ether in the home realm of the Christ myth. And although Hydra had not yet gone up to the heaven where the angels lived, one thing was certain. There was absolutely no God in heaven....

"But if that's the case, then what on earth was the LORD talking so much to Himself about in the first place?"

All the while Hydra was thinking about splitting a strand of consciousness from her own soul.

It was hard to understand what exactly Jehovah was being restricted by right now, but it was definitely good for Hydra. There were even times when Hydra couldn't wait for that Jehovah guy to hiccup soon....

After all, the image of the Crusaders in history is just too repulsive anyway....

According to St. George's report, those Satanic spies were already showing signs of defeat under Michael's offensive, and it wouldn't be long before Michael returned to the realm of God from the battlefield where he had fought Satan. And at that time their own actions will definitely become more difficult.

Tearing apart a small space, Hydra suppressed this noise to the limit of what she could.

It seemed that his own actions had recently caught Gabriel's attention, so he kept a good low profile for a while....

Sending a strand of his consciousness into the spatial rift, Hydra then erased all traces of what he had just done.

At the next moment when Hydra erased all traces of what he had just done, Gabriel, who was sitting on the heavenly throne, frowned.

Because in his perception, the space in the lower realm had instantly returned to normal after the shattering of the end. And lately, he could often feel the consciousness from the affair communicating with the existence in the earthly realm.

In the beginning, Gabriel didn't care, because the Father God once said that every world's existence is influencing each other, and that the flowers bloom here and you bear fruit there. But lately the mutual influences have been a little too frequent....