Zeus used lightning to stop Pei Ziyun from chasing Hercules, causing him to miss the opportunity to kill Hercules. In the face of Zeus' power, Pei Ziyun could only stop the chase and withdraw his power from the dimension.
Hercules fell to the ground, his face twisted with resentment. When he was alive, he was invincible and had even confronted the gods head-on. He had developed an arrogant temperament, but now he had been defeated by Paris. In an instant, his hatred for Paris had even exceeded the level of killing his parents, wife, and children.
Hercules crawled up from the ground and looked deeply at Pei Ziyun. He suppressed the hatred in his heart, but did not continue to provoke him. After all, he was a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles and understood the nature of power. He knew that he was no match for Pei Ziyun, so he did not continue to fight. He turned into a gust of wind and rushed up Mount Olympus.
Mount Olympus
At the entrance of Mount Olympus, Hermes had been waiting for a long time. Looking at the injured Hercules, he shook his head in his heart.
"Hercules, Zeus has been waiting for a long time. Come with me." Hermes said. Hercules' face was gloomy as he followed Hermes up Mount Olympus.
Hermes led Hercules to the great hall at the top of the mountain, where Zeus sat on a high throne of ivory and gold. Looking at Hercules, he frowned and said, "Hercules, you are jealous, violent, and belligerent. But though you have been banished by Hera to live in the depths of the earth, I cannot bear to see you suffer. Paion will heal you."
"Great Father, great God, thank you for your timely help. At the same time, thank you for healing me," said Hercules. When he was a mortal, he had been fearless. Now he knew how to be respectful.
This attitude satisfied Zeus. His tone and expression softened. "You were defeated by Paris this time. Don't take it to heart. Rather than being defeated by Paris, it is better to say that you were defeated by fate. Because you interfered with fate. Do you understand?"
Zeus' words made Hercules feel better. He had always been brooding over being defeated by a mortal. Now that he heard that it was because of fate, he relaxed a lot.
After all, no god would laugh at this.
Paion stood up from his seat and slowly walked towards Hercules. He took out a golden ointment from his bosom and unscrewed the cap. In an instant, a pleasant fragrance was emitted.
This golden ointment was brewed with a variety of magical herbs and could be said to be exceptionally precious. However, Paion was not stingy. He gently applied the pain-relieving ointment on Hercules and slowly dripped a few drops of the ointment onto the wound.
As Hercules was already a god, the blood that flowed out was light red, unlike the blood of mortals. When the ointment was dripped onto the wound, it quickly thickened and congealed into a lump, and the wound healed.
Hercules felt a cooling sensation on his burning wound, and his face changed from pain to relief. Although he had become a god, he still felt pain when he was injured.
When the gods of Olympus saw Hercules' injured expression, they had a strange feeling. They had not seen a god injured for many years.
The last time Aphrodite and Ares were injured, they had secretly returned to Mount Olympus to deal with it without alerting the gods.
Hercules' wound was quickly healed with Paion's magical ointment.
When the surrounding gods saw the effects of Paion's ointment, they were all amazed. They discussed among themselves that if they were injured in the future, they could seek Paion's help.
Seeing that Hercules' wound had healed, Hera said, "Hercules, since your wound has healed, you can leave Mount Olympus and return to the surface!"
"That is where you will live."
Hera expelled Hercules. None of the gods present spoke up to help. Hercules did not argue with Hera either. He nodded silently and turned to leave Mount Olympus.
Hercules did not have a divine title, so it was not appropriate for him to continue staying on Mount Olympus.
The gods silently watched Hercules leave, deep in thought. For a long time, Zeus did not speak, and the entire hall fell silent.
Many of the gods recalled the battle between Hercules and Pei Zi Yun.
Hercules was quite strong. The gods did not expect Hercules to be defeated by Paris. Although this was the effect of fate, Paris was not yet a god. It was unbelievable for a mortal to defeat a god.
After a long time, Zeus glanced at the gods present. Seeing that no one spoke, he said, "Dear immortal gods, look. Paris was no match for Hercules, but when Hercules tried to interfere with fate, fate immediately showed its power, and Paris' strength increased.
"If I hadn't stopped him, Hercules would have been in danger of dying today."
If any of you had gone, fate would have retaliated against you. Fate can be cruel at times, to you and to me. "
The gods nodded, agreeing with Zeus. If fate had not increased Paris' strength, he would not have been a match for Hercules.
And once "fate" was corrected, Hercules would immediately be in danger of perishing.
If they sent an even more powerful god to fight against Paris, perhaps Paris would become even more powerful under the influence of fate. The god who went would also have the risk of dying. When the gods thought of this, they all sighed at the fickleness and terror of fate.
"This is the highest level of fate power." Zeus sighed. He was very envious of this power.
Zeus was the king of the gods, but he had never been able to fully control the power of fate. This was not the case for the three goddesses of fate, Clotho, Lachésis, and Atropos. Their power was not enough to affect Zeus.
But the power of fate that surpassed all of them could make Zeus pay a heavy price. This was something Zeus could not accept.
"In the future, if any of you want to interfere with fate, you must think about what happened today. This is a warning to all of us."
The gods felt a chill in their hearts. They knew that Zeus' words made sense. Fate was not unchangeable. The gods themselves were a part of fate, and they interfered with fate at all times. However, some fate could not be easily changed. Otherwise, fate would retaliate and there would be the risk of death.
The gods had allowed the Battle of Troy to continue for so long. In fact, it was not that they did not follow the trajectory of fate. Although there were some minor adjustments, it was still completed under the guidance of fate.
"Oh great and fearsome king of the gods, we all know this. Is it inevitable that Paris will become a god?" a god asked.
When the gods heard this question, they all paid close attention.
Among the gods, there was almost no one who truly wished for Pei Zi Yun to become a god. Even Apollo had reservations. If Pei Zi Yun had not received the oracle from the goddess of fate, many gods of Mount Olympus would have stopped him from becoming a god.
"Whether or not Paris becoming a god can be avoided depends on what level of fate it is. Actually, this question is more appropriate to ask the three goddesses." As Zeus spoke, he looked at the three goddesses of fate, who were sitting at their seats and drinking by themselves, asking for their opinions.
Ever since the three goddesses of fate had attended this banquet, they had been drinking by themselves and did not participate in the discussions of the gods. Seeing Zeus's questioning gaze, they knew that he wanted to obtain an answer from them. As such, Lachesis put down her wine cup and said, "After we found out that the new god was Paris, we asked fate. Fate revealed that for Paris to become a god, there must be a ceremony – it starts with the golden apple and ends with the golden apple."
When the gods heard the three goddesses of fate's words, they all had different expressions. This was especially so for the three goddesses who had gone to Mount Ida to ask Pei Zi Yun for a share of the golden apple.
Back then, they had gone to Mount Ida to randomly choose a Shepherd. How could they have known that this Shepherd would become a god from a mortal?
Hera was feeling uneasy at this moment. She was the god who was most afraid of this matter. Because Paris's performance was too unexpected, she had a sense of fear that was beyond her control.
On the other hand, Athena was much calmer towards Pei Zi Yun. Even though she had been quite angry that she had not received a share of the golden apple, after Pei Zi Yun's hard work, her anger had lessened. Moreover, she had even protected Pei Zi Yun.
Out of the three goddesses, the happiest was Aphrodite. Back when Pei Zi Yun had given her the golden apple, she had promised to protect Paris.
As the Battle of Troy continued, Pei Zi Yun had become more and more outstanding, and he had become more and more in line with Aphrodite's standards of beauty. Now that Paris had become a god, Aphrodite had gained a natural ally.
Among immortal gods, this kind of relationship was very strong.
Hearing the three goddesses of fate's words, Zeus nodded.
"So it's like that. Tell Paris that if he wants to become a god, he must go and steal Gaia's golden apple tree," Zeus said.
Hera immediately understood and smiled as she said, "That's a good idea. Let Paris steal the golden apple tree and offend Gaia. Even if he becomes a god, he will have to rely on us."
Hearing Hera's words, the gods all nodded, evidently agreeing with this idea.
"Now, let's save the Greeks," Hera continued.
With that, Hera waved the clouds away. After Heracles had left, Pei Zi Yun was even more fearless as he chased after the Greeks.
Austin was the most vigilant. At this time, most of the people and goods had boarded the ship and could leave the sea at any time.
The rest of the heroes did not wait. Agamemnon was the largest and the slowest to react. He was shouting orders, "Quick, quick, move the captives and goods up."
Then he changed his face and shouted, "Soldiers, for the glory of the Greeks, stop them!"
Some of the soldiers actually rushed up and were killed by Pei Zi Yun. The camp was filled with smoke, and corpses were everywhere. It was a mess.
Seeing the Greeks being killed, even though she knew that Pei Zi Yun was about to become a god, she could not just watch as Pei Zi Yun massacred the Greeks.
"Athena, you go," Hera said to Athena.
Athena nodded, turned around, and walked out of the hall, heading down Mount Olympus.
Note 1: In Homer's Epic, Zeus once said to the injured Ares, "Of all the gods, you are the one I hate the most. Quarrels, wars, and killing have always been your hobby. If you were the son of another god, and you were so cruel and violent, I would have thrown you down to a lower level than Heracles." This implied that Heracles lived in the lower levels, not Mount Olympus.
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