A powerful ally has been secured.

Zeus, the Ancestor Dragon, nodded with satisfaction, preparing to say a few words for the occasion.

"According to the 'Ally Mutual Aid Agreement,' your joining will greatly enhance our combat strength. On behalf of Mount Olympus, I welcome you."

After speaking, he silently sighed.

At this moment, Xuanqing's figure quietly returned to the team.

"Is the matter resolved?" Zeus, the Ancestor Dragon, put away the Thunder God Staff and asked through transmission.

"Not yet. Your two ancestors ran quite fast."

Xuanqing replied, "So I just stopped accordingly to avoid scaring off the big fish behind."

The original five gods, in terms of bloodline, were Zeus's great-grandparents' generation.

However, this mythical universe is quite special.

It doesn't seem to care much about seniority and such things.

"As long as you have a grasp of it." The Ancestor Dragon trusted Xuanqing very much.

Xuanqing laughed, "Aren't you worried? This is just a projection of mine with limited strength."

"If the opponent has the power of the Daluo Fifth Realm, then it would not be easy to handle!"

"Fear what?"

The Ancestor Dragon was unconcerned.

When Xuanqing said it's not easy to handle, it means it can be handled!

Moreover, the two of them working together had no chance of failure.

"If it doesn't work, we'll just call more people over, right?"

The Ancestor Dragon issued the last order.

"Mission accomplished, prepare to retreat."

However, just as they were about to leave,

The three Hundred-armed Giants, who had just been rescued, filled with primitive and wild power, suddenly all looked at Xuanqing in unison.

Their one hundred and fifty pairs of eyes were full of curiosity, awe, and a hint of worship.

Then, with voices loud enough to shake the abyss, they began to chant in unison.

"Hallelujah!"

"Praise the supreme light that brings order and liberation!"

"Hallelujah!"

The Olympus Gods collectively turned to stone.

Even Zeus, the Ancestor Dragon, was stunned.

"Heavenly Emperor, did you drug them?"

Xuanqing was dissatisfied, "You're slandering me!"

The Ancestor Dragon asked, "Then what's going on here?"

Xuanqing looked at the Hundred-armed Giants, who were devoutly staring at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Maybe they sensed my battle with the Abyss God just now, hence their genuine worship?"

The Ancestor Dragon, upon hearing this, curled his lips, "I didn't realize, Heavenly Emperor, you're quite narcissistic!"

"This is called confidence!"

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After successfully rescuing the Hundred-armed Giants, the Olympian Gods felt their confidence boosted.

They were eager and ready to face the upcoming Titan War.

But just then, Mount Olympus welcomed an unexpected visitor.

He was neither a divine nor a demon god, carrying the ancient bloodline that shared origins with the deposed rulers of old.

This person walked calmly, crossing the outer warning divine formations of Mount Olympus, as if strolling through his own backyard.

Thunder and Holy Light did not descend to punish him, for there wasn't a trace of hostility felt from him.

He stopped outside the magnificent gates of the Golden Temple, his gaze seemingly penetrating matter to directly see the gods seated inside the hall.

On the god throne, Zeus, the Ancestor Dragon, slightly raised an eyebrow, sensing that familiar yet unfamiliar aura.

Poseidon tightly gripped the unformed trident prototype, his azure eyes filled with vigilance.

Hades's figure became even more blurred in the shadows, ready to enter the void or launch a deadly attack at any time.

Hera's face was covered with frost, showing hostility toward any unknown existence that could threaten her husband's kingship.

Only Xuanqing, the self-proclaimed "Yahweh," supreme existence, remained calm, even with a hint of an intrigued smile on his face.

Zeus, the Ancestor Dragon, gestured for the gods to calm down, as he could feel that the visitor did not come to provoke.

"Let him in."

The Divine King's voice was calm but contained an indisputable majesty.

The heavy palace doors slid open without a sound, revealing a slender figure radiating the aura of wisdom in front of everyone.

He wore a simple linen robe, with a resolute face and eyes that seemed to hold the ancient times and all future possibilities.

"I am Prometheus, son of Iapetus, here to meet the Divine King of the New Era."

The visitor slightly bowed, his voice gentle and magnetic, enough to soothe any restless soul.

Poleidon and others, upon hearing this, showed less hostility but were even more puzzled.

Prometheus, known for his "prophecy" and "wisdom" among the second-generation Titans, why would he come here alone?

"Prophet, your arrival surprises me." Zeus, the Ancestor Dragon, said.

"Great Divine King, my arrival is not accidental, but follows the guidance of fate," Prometheus replied.

He looked up, his gaze meeting that of Zeus, the Ancestor Dragon, on the god throne openly.

"I've seen countless future possibilities, most of which conclude with the fall of Mount Olympus and the lament of the new gods."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became tense again.

"Are you threatening us?" Poseidon's voice was like the fury of the deep sea.

Prometheus shook his head, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"I am not threatening you, but stating an imminent high-probability fact."

"The strength of the Old God King Cronus is far more terrifying than you imagine, and he is not alone."

"The combined power of the twelve Titan Main Gods is enough to shake the very foundation of the universe."

Zeus, the Ancestor Dragon, remained noncommittal, simply listening quietly.

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