Chapter 275: Chapter 67: The Bet_2
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However, she did not show her feelings, only taking note of the matter secretly.
As time slowly passed, the scene displayed by the Divine Artifact and the Divine Kingâs power in the center of the great hall kept changing. Although Triton deliberately slowed his pace, he still gradually drew closer to Aurora.
Watching this unfold, Poseidon seemed to be unable to restrain himself from saying something. He looked around, then suddenly produced a shining orb from his person.
âLadies and gentlemen, merely watching my child perform might be somewhat dull. I have an additional idea that could make this process a bit more interesting. Would any of you care to join in?â
âOh, how come I wasnât aware that even you could come up with new ideas?â
Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Empress casually remarked from the principal seat.
Demeter smiled at the comment. Just like Zeus, Poseidon had once shown her attention, but his dullness had failed to spark her interest.
Zeus might not be a good husband, but he indeed knew how to sweet-talk.
âHmph, nothing but prejudice.â
With a snort, Poseidon did not take Heraâs teasing to heart. He placed the orb on the table and then voiced his idea.
âThe extinction of humans is inevitable, but the process is unknown, so why donât we place a wager on it?â
âLetâs bet on how they will react to their demise. Will they beg on their knees, wait for death in despair, attempt to deceive the gods with ridiculous words once more, or attack the gods ignorantly? Weâll make random guesses about how many will react in a certain way, and that will be the content of the bet.â
When his words settled, many deities present showed interest. Compared to a one-sided slaughter, this seemed more exciting and anticipatory.
âWhat about the stake, surely not this worthless thing?â
A deity pointed at the crystal-clear orb in front of Poseidon.
The orb was a concentration of ocean essence, which only a True God with dominion over the seas could extract from seawater. The former scepter of the God of the Ocean was forged with this as a material. However, for other gods besides the Sea God, it indeed wasnât of much use.
âHahaha, this is all I have. If you want something different, that would depend on whether my dear brother is willing to part with itâââ
With a laugh, Poseidon looked at Zeus.
âHowever, the Divine King might already consider humans his possession, so he might not be willing to put them on the table. Am I right, my dear brother?â
Unmoved in expression, Zeus felt inward anger at Poseidonâs mockery, but he knew why he said it. After all, throughout the Bronze Age, he had garnered the most faith from humans in the name of the Divine King, while, due to being forbidden from setting foot in the sea, worship of the Sea Emperor by humans was mostly superficial.
Thinking this, Zeus couldnât help but find it amusing. It wouldnât take long for his foolish brother to understand that the lack of faith had nothing to do with being the Divine King; it was simply because he wasnât up to the task.
Therefore, the Divine King sketched a map in midair with Divine Power, which prominently displayed the vast land between Olympus and the East Sea.
However, there were very few places suitable for large-scale human settlement in these areas, all due to the aftermath of a divine war a century ago, which still left its scars to this day.
âSince youâre interested, Poseidon, letâs all place a bet.â
âThe stakes will be the contents of this map, with the winner choosing first. However, whatever choices we make today only signify the beginning, not permanent regulations. The winning deity will have an advantage in the beginning, but what follows will rely on our own capabilities.â
Looking at Poseidon, Zeus shared the plan he had already formulated.
âLet the affairs of mortals be resolved by mortals themselves. No deity shall wantonly kill the followers of another deity; violators will be considered enemies of the Divine Court. What do you all think?â
In that moment, as the Guardian of Oaths, the power inherent in such a role spread out. Although it was far from the assurance of an actual Styx River oath, it still held a certain binding effect on the gods.
In Zeusâs original plan, he had intended to abandon the current âequitable distributionâ of faith, even though he got the largest share under this âequitableâ scheme.
He had discussed this only with Hera and a few subordinates before today. Now that Poseidon had taken the initiative, Zeus was happy to go with the flow.
If, in the next human era, the gods were to take arms against mortals en masse, the backlash of such oaths, combined with the tremors of the present Law, would together be enough to deal a hefty blow to any deity.
The assembly of gods felt the power of this oath, and they were momentarily silent. However, Poseidon didnât concern himself with that.
âSo, you too, my brother?â
âIf, in the future, your followers in the mortal realm are killed by mine, or if lands belonging to your followers are occupied by mine, will you keep the oath made today?â
âOf course.â
A flicker of cold light in his eyes, Zeus nodded in promise:
âUnless mortals offend me, I shall not act against the followers of other deities. That is my vow.â
âBut if it is an oath that even the Divine King must obey, then no one shall break it.â
âGood, then itâs settled!â
Raising his cup, Poseidon drank it all down in one go.
He had always felt that he was no worse than Zeus. It was merely because the Mother Goddess chose to rescue Zeus first, leading to his initial misstep, and thus, his subsequent failure.
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