Thetis, after giving considerable thought to her experiences over the years, couldn't help but nod in agreement.
Indeed, it made sense that anything too perfect might actually be abnormal, and it might even hide imminent disasters.
With this realization, the worried feelings in Thetis's heart quickly eased, and she began to tidy up the scattered desk for her husband.
Watching his wife bustling about, Luo En sighed in relief.
It was a good thing he had managed to fool her; otherwise, if she kept asking about the odds of victory, he really wouldn't have an answer.
After all, the current battle with the giant spirits had deviated too far from the story Luo En remembered. Without Zeus's involvement, even Luo En himself was unsure how far he could lead the gods and humans.
As Luo En pondered his next move, his gaze inadvertently caught sight of Thetis, who had just tidied up the desk, heading towards the bed in the tent. He felt a surge in his chest and awkwardly tried to decline with a dry laugh.
"It's too messy inside; don't trouble yourself. I'll clean it up later."
"It's no bother; I need to use it tonight anyway."
"You're staying overnight?"
"What? You don't like that?"
Thetis stopped in her tracks and huffed as she looked at Luo En, sensing a heavy whiff of sneakiness emanating from her husband.
"How could that be! You're my legitimate wife; I'd be delighted for you to stay!" pronounced Luo En, desperately swore, his survival instinct kicking in. He then glanced at Thetis, who now had purple hair and golden eyes, and chuckled awkwardly, rubbing his hands together, "But, could you change back to your original look? Talking about this with that face on makes me feel strange."
It suddenly dawned on Thetis, and she understood why her husband emitted that peculiar sneaky vibe.
Of course, it could also be due to a guilty conscience.
After all, her husband had not infrequently engaged in "in-depth" conversations with her wise goddess cousin behind closed doors.
At that thought, Thetis hummed lightly.
"No need; I think it's quite nice !"
Looking at his resolute wife, Luo En didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Not only was she wearing someone else's clothes, but she had also taken on someone else's appearance, ready to give her legitimate husband a hard time tonight.
He also wondered who was the boss in the end between her and Athena.
Forget it; this was all too complicated. He didn't want to think about it.
Luo En shook his head, acutely aware of his predicament, and was about to pull his role-playing-addicted legitimate wife into the house to rekindle old feelings and chat away the night when a tall figure, using the cover of night, dashed into the tent with lightning speed.
"I knew you were here!"
Hearing the familiar voice in his ear and seeing the flawless white arms that parted the tent curtain, along with the voluptuous mature figure, Luo En felt his heart skip a beat and instinctively revved up [Goat]'s divine speed, ready to take flight.
"Athena, you're here too? Quick! Stop him; don't let him get away!"
Hera licked her cherry lips, excitedly calling out to her "ally."
She hadn't stepped out tonight just to chase after a silly dog running wild; her real goal was to sneak into the military camp and catch up with her little lover.
Only, she hadn't expected that in addition to her little lover, her former ally was also here.
Hmph, it was a good thing she had arrived; otherwise, she might have let the other woman have all the fun!
With a playful reply tinged with a hint of weirdness, "Athena" blocked the back exit, trapping the would-be escapee where he stood.
Looking at the mockingly smiling Thetis in front of him, and Hera advancing toward him with burning eyes from behind, Luo En was close to tears.
What on earth was this situation!
Wife and mistress run into each other, daughter and foster mother meet, the impersonator and the genuine article join forces... How could all these ridiculous elements come together, and how was he supposed to live through this?
"Hold down his hands!"
"No problem, but I haven't laid out the bed yet..."
"Then do it like before, use the table!"
With the two in perfect harmony, the lamb with no escape in the tent was dragged onto the desk, letting out mournful wails.
However, the only response it got was the indignity of being stripped and ravished by the two eager females.
Meanwhile, in the War God Mountain's Great Temple.
The Goddess of Wisdom, watching over the recent battle reports, felt an inexplicable tickle in her nose and sneezed loudly.
Odd, who is speaking of me behind my back?
Athena rubbed her nose bridge, put down the documents she had finished perusing, stood up, walked out of the temple, and peered in the direction of Thessaly, muttering to herself.
The activity of the Sea Beasts in the Sea of Okeanos is becoming more frequent, the construction of the coastal wall still needs some time, Typhon and Kronos are very likely to launch a surprise attack during this gap, we need to be more vigilant lately, prepare for the battle... I wonder if Tethys has conveyed my words.
At this very moment, deep underground.
Eleven ancient temples, dedicated to the Titan Gods, stood tall, the crimson Divine Emblems above them shimmering like malevolent stars, illuminating the entire underworld.
On the rugged ritual grounds, thousands of giants gathered, greedily breathing in the high concentration of divinity in the air, feeling the pulse in their veins and the resurgence of ancient memories in their minds, their gazes feverish and adoring, like wolves worshiping their alpha, directed toward the central tower.
Just as wolves have the nature to hunt and fight, so do Titans.
Their nature is to conquer, to battle!
Only dirty, cowardly rats would hide and scavenge for a meager life in the dark underground, whereas the sunlit earth and skies are their true hunting grounds.
Pressured by circumstances, they had forgotten this pride for nearly a thousand years, but soon, the old Divine King would lead them out of the gutter, back onto the land, crushing the scattering gods in one fell swoop, rampaging and slaughtering at will, and eventually ascending Olympus to extinguish the residual fire among the stars, rekindling the Titans' rightful glory!
Beneath the eager gazes of the giants, the Divine Tower, guarded by the eleven Titan Temples, hummed and trembled, the gates forged from volcanic stone slowly opening.
A towering figure, with a presence as oppressive as cast iron, stepped out from the temple, a surge of Divine Power emanating, visible as a crimson tide, causing the innate giants present to tremble and gasp for air.
But the more fear in their hearts, the happier the giants became.
For it was clear evidence that their Divine King, commanding them, was exceptionally strong!
"Finally, it's complete..."
With a low murmur, the King of Giant Spirits, Alcioneus, or rather, Titan King Kronos, looked at the black, ten-pointed crown above his head and the dark golden Battle Armor he wore with satisfaction and nodded.
Then, he turned slightly and gestured toward the Temple behind him.
Instantly, the dark skies of the underworld vibrated, ten crimson crests ignited above the Temple, shining and unleashing endless majesty!
This was the Divine Emblem representing the life of the Titan Divine Race, as well as their loyalty to Divine King Kronos, and also symbolized the world's ritual to welcome the return of Kronos. If the Titan Main God were to die in battle, the corresponding Divine Emblem on the Temple would also vanish.
Alas, until now, two were still missing.
Kronos touched the resonating black crown on his head, eyes reflecting regret at the last two empty spots.
Memory Goddess Mnemosyne, Justice Goddess Themis...
He needed only their Divinity and Authority to consolidate "All" into "One" and take that final step.
By then, even when facing that bastard Zeus, he might still have a fighting chance.
However, as long as he could take over the entire Mortal World, he would inevitably meet his two elder sisters.
How he looked forward to it...
Kronos let out a sinister chuckle, lifting his palm, and the nine surrounding Titan Temples vibrated, nine giants with different Divine Emblems on their foreheads stepping out and gathering behind this Titan King.
Watching those giants, now granted "Divine Grace," with numb expressions and hollow eyes, Prometheus hiding amongst the giants felt a chill in his heart.
Their consciousnesses had been devoured, leaving only shells to welcome the descent of the Titan Main Gods.
Even the self-proclaimed powerful King of Giant Spirits was no exception!
Indeed, the "blessing" of Kronos had been malicious from the start.
Prometheus was inwardly relieved by his own vigilance, but the look towards the heavens was filled with concern.
Now that Kronos had fully controlled his new body and summoned the nine Titan Main Gods, could those deities above really withstand the joint forces of the giants and Divine Monsters?