Summoners: One Golden Term per Level

Chapter 627 - 118: The Grand Performance Begins, Painted Faces Take the Stage

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Even the gods who hadn’t acted yet didn’t expect that Athena, who was hailed as the Goddess of Wisdom, was thought to be the second Goddess of Wisdom.

But unexpectedly, it was actually Metis, the first Goddess of Wisdom, and no one knew how she managed to deceive Zeus, making him give birth to Athena anew.

Shen Fei was stunned when he inferred this, and could only say that she was indeed the Goddess of Wisdom. He had joked about it before.

Since Poseidon was so eager to be the Divine King, and the prophecy curse had mentioned that only the offspring of the Divine King could overthrow him.

Why didn’t Poseidon try to become Zeus’s ’son’?

At that time, he might have been blessed by fate, which could lead to his success.

But Metis had already thought of this and put it into action, even making her reincarnated identity one of the Twelve Main Gods.

Indeed.

No wonder Poseidon either faced defeat by Zeus or the other gods. Although he controlled the sea, he often gained nothing when facing other divine spirits.

Whether it be cities or women.

When the muscles were equally strong, the mind became the battlefield determining victory or defeat.

And Ares, confronting Metis, was also stunned. He naturally didn’t know Metis, as Hera was the Celestial Empress when he was born.

She was his mother, and Metis had already been swallowed by his father Zeus.

Zeus suffered headaches during that period, afraid of attempting the fusion of Metis’s divine authority and rank. He was naturally wary of the Goddess of Wisdom who had once helped him overthrow Chronos.

Even risking universal condemnation, he swallowed the one who once helped overthrow Chronos.

In Shen Fei’s understanding, it’s equivalent to Zhu Yuanzhang killing Empress Ma soon after becoming emperor.

Comparable to such a degree.

It can be said that Zeus himself feared fate greatly because he defeated Chronos by bearing fate’s decree then.

Fear drove Zeus to ignore his reputation.

The shield in Metis’s hand burst forth with power again, completely freeing Ares, and a long spear appeared in her hand, its divine power dazzling and wildly elevating.

This was Athena’s other divine artifact, the Spear of Victory.

Its original power should not surpass Ares’s War God’s Spear, but this was Athena’s [War] divine authority’s symbol.

During Rome’s expansion, Athena’s subordinate god, the Victory Goddess, had consistently won with the Spear of Victory.

Constantly enhancing the spear’s power, using victory to refine the spear’s potency, now carrying the terrifying might brought by numerous victories.

Making Ares feel as though facing his father’s Thunder Spear.

Even Ares felt his body tremble.

"You—!"

Hestia wanted to say something, but she saw a divine light shimmering arrow fly in, blocking her path to save Ares.

"Artemis!"

Hestia’s flame thwarted the incoming arrow, looking at Artemis stepping on moonlight, her eyes flashing a trace of sadness.

In the past, they were the best of the three Virgin Gods, but now they stood on opposing sides, with Athena, or rather Metis, allied with Artemis.

At this moment, as Demeter was about to act, she heard Metis’s cold voice, "Do you think this divine system can be saved?

Whether in the mortal world or among the gods, they are merely Zeus’s playthings, tools for maintaining his rule, as Zeus and Poseidon endlessly vie for power."

"Even you are their target. Hestia realized this truth and swore to become a Virgin God."

"But you believe in Zeus’s deceit, thinking he truly loves you. He only wanted to prevent Poseidon from having a Celestial Empress from the divine king’s bloodline.

If a pair like Zeus and Hera emerged again, it would signify their qualification to become divine kings."

"Originally, Zeus gave birth to the Queen of the Underworld with you ahead of time for this reason, and Poseidon later found out..."

Demeter listened to Metis, her face silent, realizing that Zeus, who once led them decisively, bravely, wisely, to overthrow Chronos, was long gone.

Sometimes, she even found it difficult to distinguish whether the one sitting on the divine king’s throne was Zeus or Chronos.

Though many goddesses had casual relationships with those they loved, Demeter hadn’t necessarily vowed to become a Virgin God.

But both instances were forceful, who would think Demeter was enjoying herself?

When Metis saw Demeter’s mind wavering, the Spear of Victory in her hand plunged straight into Ares’s heart, where his divine core lay.

If struck by this spear, Ares would be severely injured, if not dead!

Yet Ares couldn’t block it now, just at this moment.

A hand firmly grasped the Spear of Victory, accompanied by a cold voice, "Metis, so you’re not dead!"

Metis seemed unsurprised, merely gazing at the newcomer, elegant as she once was, with a peerlessly beautiful face, Hera.

The current Celestial Empress.

Taking the chance to leave, Ares watched Zeus’s former and current wives stare at each other, seeing the fire in each other’s eyes.

Suddenly, the two engaged in fierce combat, Metis ridiculing Hera while attacking, "It must be tough being married to someone like Zeus!"

"How many of Zeus’s lovers and bastards have you dealt with over the years?"

"Even though he’s wary of fate, his actions have damaged your marriage. The divine king destroys what you stand for, how much strength can you exert?"

...

Hera remained silent, continuously unleashing divine light in clashes with Metis’s Spear of Victory, but quickly fell to a disadvantage.

Every divine spirit had their own opponents appearing.

As Demeter regained her senses and prepared to join the battlefield, Apollo stopped her.

"Aunt!"

With a bow and arrow in hand, Apollo grinned while blocking Demeter, occasionally glancing at Metis, realizing Athena was Metis.

In that case, does he still have a chance to contest for the divine king’s position?

Hephaestus faced off against Aphrodite, his face turning green as he looked at her.

"Damn coward!"

As he saw it, even though Aphrodite’s promiscuity was nothing new, now she was opposing him, and a massive hammer appeared in his hand, bursting with fury as it slammed towards Artemis.

In the next moment.

Hephaestus was momentarily dazed, hearing a sugary sweet voice in his ear, "Hephaestus, do you really want to be my enemy?"

At this point, all hostility in Hephaestus’s heart inexplicably vanished, the force behind his swinging hammer greatly diminished.

"I have always loved you actually. It’s all Ares’s coercion!"

"Ares!"

Having just escaped from Metis’s clutches, Ares suddenly saw Hephaestus wielding a forging divine artifact, a huge hammer rushing toward him.

Startled, Ares shouted angrily, "Hephaestus, are you crazy?!"