Bonus chapters!
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Heracles and Aslan were both clear on how powerful Zeus was. Don't be fooled by the game, where you could beat Zeus with a Jeanne Alter crit backed by enhanced Master skills. According to the story, that was a great feat that could only be accomplished with the joint cooperation of the Roman Divine Ancestor and Ares—equivalent to two major gods of the same status as the Pan-Human History Zeus, fighting together. Not to mention, the one who blasted Zeus in the end was the Black Barrel. The uniqueness of the Black Barrel needs no further explanation.
After deducing that the remaining machine god fragments might have been recovered by Zeus, they naturally had to be careful and vigilant about him recovering his functions. Especially since the notes, based on information from the gods' conversations, only indicated that the God of Fire and Forge's calculation functions were completely destroyed, and did not explicitly state that his forging ability was also affected. Therefore, it could be deduced that the possibility of Zeus's recovery existed.
Estée Lauder would naturally also participate in this operation. Although she had made great progress during this time, it was a pity that she still couldn't complete the creation of an artificial god. She had barely touched the edge of artificial knowledge. Her main purpose in participating in this operation was to guide those pitiful people in the divine realm to escape. Estée Lauder had not developed a large-scale mecha, but she had created quite a few small ones during this period. Relying on these small mecha, Estée Lauder alone could act as dozens of people. In the future, after she had thoroughly integrated and further researched the knowledge Aslan had taught her, she would surely be able to successfully complete the manufacture of a large-scale mecha in a short period of time with the help of this small mecha team.
As for launching an attack on the divine realm, of course, not everyone would agree. Humans are a very magical species, with both beautiful virtues and filthy mentalities. Some were willing to go to this extremely dangerous appointment for the sake of the future, while naturally, some wanted to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor, worried that their own lives would be lost in this battle. They would say that one day, they must stab a god, but when the opportunity truly came, there would always be some who chose to stop and watch others launch the attack. If they won, then of course, everyone would be happy. If they lost, they could also cast aside all their previous connections. Although, if humanity really failed, with Zeus's current personality, it would be impossible for him not to pursue collective punishment.
Faced with such a situation, Aslan and the others were, of course, long since mentally prepared.
With the great hero Heracles, an existence who had once been the demigod of strength, leading the way, the path to the divine realm was unimpeded. It was a fantastical city on a mountaintop. From the structure of the city, it should have originally been floating in mid-air. But as the True Ether in the air disappeared, this floating city could only land on the ground. However, according to the arrogance in the hearts of the brain-damaged gods, naturally, when they landed on the ground, they still had to be a cut above humans. So, after seeing this huge city located on the mountaintop, Aslan was not surprised at all.
And at the passage to this city, a woman with red wings and red hair, holding a cigarette in her hand, was already quietly waiting. Faced with the humans who wanted to sneak in through other doors, this red-haired woman did not obstruct them in the slightest. In her eyes, as long as she dealt with the leaders who were preparing to fight her, these existences who had entered the city of the gods could forget about leaving. With her ability, controlling the thoughts of these people was more than enough.
Exhaling a mouthful of smoke today, the goddess of love looked at Heracles before her and frowned slightly. "Heracles? You're still alive? It seems you're prepared to stand against us once again. Unfortunate news for you, the current Zeus is completely disappointed. A traitor like you will not be forgiven again."
But immediately, the goddess of love curled her lips into a playful smile and said, "However, I can give you a chance to become a servant under my skirt, to become my running dog. At that time, I might put in a few good words for you in front of Zeus."
Heracles didn't say much, just raised the battle-axe in his hand. This was a weapon forged for him by Aslan. At the same time, Aslan also took two steps forward with his Holy Spear.
Aphrodite sighed. As expected, this big blockhead, no matter how much time had passed, was still a stubborn donkey that couldn't be bent back. No matter what benefits they offered, no matter what threats they made, this guy always chose to be with humanity. That firm consciousness was something that even she, an existence who could modify people's thoughts, could not shake. Before Zeus had struck down Asclepius, he should have had this child of Apollo take out this great hero's brain and replace it with a machine first. As a result, after this existence whose medical skills surpassed the gods was struck down by lightning, no one could perform a human brain removal surgery.
The goddess of beauty and love sized up Aslan, and finally, the smile on her face grew even wider. She had not expected that the one who had come here with Heracles, an existence with such great power, would be such a handsome young man. Very good. If this handsome young man also became her running dog, then she would have more life-saving trump cards. Aphrodite did not believe that Zeus would choose to let her go. Now that only the two of them were left as machine gods, one day, Zeus would want to concentrate all the machine gods' power into one point. At that time, the more people under her who could block Zeus, the better. As for why she didn't just tear face with Zeus now? Of course, it was because she didn't have the strength to do so yet.
A bright smile appeared on Aphrodite's face. That power to modify people's consciousness spread outwards. This goddess of beauty and love was preparing to directly modify the will in Aslan's mind, to make Aslan and Heracles fight, and at the same time, find a chance to help Aslan take out Heracles. After all, to have her, an existence who mainly controlled people's spirits and emotions, go and fight a brute like Heracles was really too much to ask of her.
But clearly, this goddess of beauty and love had somewhat underestimated Aslan's spirit. With just her simulated state, she had no way of shaking Aslan's thoughts. On the contrary, the cold glint of Aslan's Holy Spear thrust directly towards her. After hastily dodging to the side, Aphrodite sighed, spread her wings, and flew into mid-air.
"Since that's the case, let me show you my true form! This is a level you can never touch!!"