Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

That night, Ren glanced at the cage casually with his spiritual mind, and then he couldn't look away.

In the middle of the field of vision is a beautiful girl with a slightly petite figure.

She has two long black ponytails, a large backless tight dress, even if the skirt is short, and a large multi-sided leaf-shaped opening on her chest. The key is that a blue belt under the ribs is tied horizontally on the lower abdomen, making the majestic front armor more prominent.

"This..." Renn breathed rapidly.

If her face hadn't been the same as before, Ren wouldn't have recognized her as Hestia at all.

You know, her style in the morning was still that of a dignified and elegant elderly goddess. Her hair was tied high on the back of her head. With the classical Greek robe and those hairpins, her aura of a goddess that was too noble to be blasphemed was different from that of the two-dimensional person she is now. Dressing up in a painting style is completely different.

If it were a human woman, Ren would have spat harshly and cursed, "Why is this old woman so pretentious?"

A genuine goddess with an eternal shelf life is another matter.

Now, Renne must criticize it himself.

The door to the side hall opened.

No nymphs or divine attendants came out to greet him. In the spacious hall, there was only Hestia leaning on a red velvet chaise longue, holding her cheek and looking at him with a half-smile.

Wren was not surprised by this.

Ren walked over, stood in front of Hestia, and asked curiously: "I'm surprised, why can you make such a decision so quickly?"

Looking up at Ren slightly, Hestia's black eyes were filled with complicated divine light: "What else can I do? Zeus has his decision, and I have my destiny. No king can give up his spoils. , let alone the God King..."

Hestia had no idea that the following words were the last straw that broke Ren's heart.

Sometimes Ren really hated his mouth for always speaking inappropriately.

Although if you do what you say, you are awesome, but if you don't follow through, then you are cowardly.

When Ren threatened Hera, he opened his mouth to ask for the three goddesses.

Now, the whole world knows.

When Artemis and Hestia were sold to Renn by mistake, Renn could not help but refuse. Otherwise, if he is cowardly, he will be the coward of the God King, and if the God King is cowardly, he will be cowardly of the entire Kaos pantheon. He will no longer be able to suppress the new gods from each pantheon, laying the foundation for rebellion.

Renn swore: He must be careful about his words in the future!

Hestia was still confessing with a bit of resentment: "The divine authority cannot be challenged, let alone insulted. Zeus can give way to me and Hera on many things. It does not mean that there is a second being in the world who can challenge his authority. . So do you. Unless a stronger God King appears, there will be no room for two God Kings in one universe!"

"So?" Ren's lips raised slightly.

"So I resigned myself to my fate." Hestia leaned over.

The corners of Ren's mouth turned up crazily, which was even harder to suppress than AK: "As one of the three goddesses, you know a lot."

Hestia rolled her eyes and looked up at Ren: "I have such a younger brother in the stall. Just because I have no experience doesn't mean I don't understand!"

As the goddess of the hearth, Hestia knows so much.

However, when I cook this time, there are mouthwash, appetizers, soups, and snacks, but there is no main course.

It's not that the main course isn't served, it's just that the time hasn't come yet.

Far away in the rift of time and space, Athena suddenly trembled for no reason. It was an inexplicable telepathy.

At that moment, she seemed to see her armor being forcibly increased, and then being held up by Artemis and Hestia, who were once gods in the same temple. No matter how much she screamed and struggled to resist, it was to no avail. , could only watch helplessly as he was swallowed up by the violent waves from the Kaos divine system.

The last image that stayed in her spiritual sea was the young and mysterious face of Ren, completely different from the Olympus gods, with black eyes and yellow skin.

"Ah!" Athena's soft cry attracted the attention of Zeus and Hades.

Hades frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"No. It's okay." Athena felt guilty for no reason.

As the goddess of wisdom, she certainly knew what this ominous omen meant. Gods do not dream, and are rarely affected by things other than their own vocation.

Once this hallucination occurs, it is no small matter.

But she couldn't tell her. She dared to say that Zeus, that bastard father, might actually dare to turn his gun and attack her.

Don't laugh, Zeus can really do it.

Don't use normal human nature and morality to overestimate Zeus's lower limit.

For Zeus, his lower limit is no lower limit.

Athena decided to change the topic and opened a phantom, which was playing the tragic situation near the city of Athens: "Athens is like this, is there really nothing we can do?"

"The life and death of mortals is not important. As long as I take care of Cronus and Ouranos, mortals are like weeds. They will grow back on their own given some time." Zeus gave up on millions of believers in an understatement.

Such is the indifference and arrogance of the descendants of the Titans.

Athena gasped secretly.

In major matters, she could not resist Zeus's will. She could only watch the situation become more and more corrupt like an irrelevant bystander.

But she noticed a small detail - the Aztec gods who were hostile to the Olympian pantheon seemed to have a change in their attitude towards the fleeing Athenians.

They no longer brutally expel or slaughter those mortals who dare to cross the border, but treat them differently.

Athena quietly let a wisp of her spiritual thoughts turn into an owl and fly to a border post station.

Just listen to a few Aztec guards who once belonged to the Spartan city-state shouting to the desperate Athenians in the distance: "Either believers in Artemis, Apollo, Hestia and Selene; Either those who are willing to convert to the great Quetzalcoatl, these people can pass, and you will be blessed! The rest of the Athenians, get out or die!”

Naturally, some believers protested.

Then, as soon as the guy roared twice, he was nailed to the ground by a cruel javelin, letting out a dying cry.

Seeing this, Athena felt chills all over her body, and she suddenly realized that Renne had most likely conquered the Aztec gods and her four former colleagues.

Athena screamed in her heart: "That just now... wasn't an illusion!?"

Originally, her gaffe and strangeness would be noticed by Zeus or Hades, but they were attracted by another thing.

As Zeus expected, the first-generation gods and second-generation gods of Olympus collectively confronted each other.

There was a constant roar in the sky and a rumble in the earth.

The strange thing is that the aura of chaos on both sides is completely undisguised.

In a sense, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a chaotic civil war.