Movie World I Am A King

Mount Olympus -

Twelve gorgeous and magnificent temples surround a huge temple in the center like stars holding the moon.

And these twelve temples are also arranged in a patchwork order according to their respective ranks. The highest temple is even higher than the giant temple in the middle.

On the front door of the highest temple, a lightning symbol is engraved. It used to be the residence of Zeus, the god of heaven, but now Zeus is dead, and only his queen, Hera, is left.

"The taste of power is so tempting..." A beautiful woman with long black wavy hair stood in the hall, holding a lightning-shaped scepter in her hand, with a satisfied smile on her delicate face, as if she was Already have everything in general.

She is Hera, the former God Empress.

As the goddess of marriage, although Hera is the queen of Zeus, she has not lived with Zeus for a long time. For Hera, there is no relationship between her and Zeus, and some just want to keep it. It's just the desire to be the queen of God.

After all, if only in terms of priesthood, her temple might be ranked last among the twelve main gods, but because she is the queen of gods, her palace position is second only to Zeus.

Moreover, she has been dissatisfied with Zeus for a long time. If any man actually likes not only women but also men, then she must not be able to bear it. And what about Zeus? This guy not only likes men, but also likes beasts. There is nothing taboo-Hera and Zeus have been at odds for a long time.

That's why she agreed with Athena's plan to establish a new pantheon of twelve gods headed by female gods, and even did not hesitate to confuse her son Ares to kill Zeus for this.

Just when Hera was intoxicated with herself, she suddenly heard a pleasant soft sound, [Ding... Ding...] It was the sound of the [Tianqin] placed in the temple of the gods in the middle of the Twelve Temples. When Zeus was still alive, he used this voice to summon the twelve gods to discuss matters.

"Who touched the lyre in the temple of the gods?" Hera frowned and said with a little dissatisfaction.

In her opinion, in today's god system, only she who holds Zeus's scepter has the right to call the gods to discuss matters. Who would dare to touch the harp without her consent? Could it be Athena?

Thinking of Athena, Hera's expression changed again.

The daughter of Zeus, the goddess of war and wisdom, has always been a thorn in Hera's side. Although she agreed to Athena's proposal because of common interests, and helped Athena implement her plan, but this is not the case. It means that the two have turned their fights into jades since then, and Athena is still Hera's confidant.

If you want to know in terms of force, Athena can beat her by a few blocks. As a woman with a strong desire for power, how could Hera rest assured of Athena?

Hera looked at the Celestial Scepter in the form of lightning that originally belonged to Zeus and now belonged to her, and the uneasiness in her heart calmed down again. "It seems that it's time for her to understand who is the master of the house on Mount Olympus!"

Thinking of this, Hera turned around and turned into a breeze shining with stars and floated towards the temple of the gods in the center of the twelve temples.

And at this moment—in the temple of the gods.

Zhou Ye fondled the giant harp in the middle of the hall with an intoxicated expression, "That's right, it's really a good baby!"

He was brought to the mountain by Athena, and Athena, who had become his obedient slave, went to help him subdue the remaining goddesses, while Zhou Ye wandered around here happily.

After sitting on all the twelve giant god seats in the pantheon, Zhou Ye became interested in the giant harp in the middle that was like a work of art.

Humans are always curious. For example, when they see something, they always want to touch it. When they see a musical instrument, they don’t care whether they know it or not. They always want to play it. Zhou Ye was in this state and played the harp.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded, and Zhou Ye couldn't help but close his eyes, intoxicated by the sound of the piano. At this moment, Zhou Ye was awakened by a woman's voice.

"Who are you? Who let you come in here? Where did the servants go?"

Zhou Ye opened his eyes, looked at the person coming, and saw a beautiful woman with long black wavy hair, wearing a white Greek robe, holding a strange lightning rod in her right hand, angry There was a heart-pounding blush on his face.

"Are you?" Zhou Ye asked curiously.

"I am the god of the gods, the leader of the gods, the ruler of the sky, Hera..." Hera looked at the handsome young man with blond hair and golden pupils, and couldn't help but feel soft, but this emotion soon faded away. Disappeared in her heart, in her heart, everything is not as fascinating as the right to her.

"Hehe...the Queen of God!" Zhou Ye laughed. Speaking of Zeus, many people wear green hats on people. I don't know if he will be angry when he finds out that he gave him a hat after his death. survived.

"Bold, arrogant!" Hera hated others calling her the former title of God Empress at this time, and the scepter in her hand turned into a bolt of lightning and struck Zhou Ye. "Accept the punishment of the god of the gods, blasphemer!"

"Hey, I'm pretty hot-tempered!" Zhou Ye didn't have the habit of waiting for someone to beat him, and time suddenly stopped passing around him.

He shuffled around the lightning in mid-air, and then came to Hera who was still maintaining an inviolable inviolability. With a stretch of his hand, he lifted the white robe and explored an indescribable place. .

"Hey, don't all the Greek gods wear underwear?" Zhou Ye felt the warm touch on his hand, and was shocked, but he was right after thinking about it. God, who has seen a god who wears underwear? ? Anyway, he has never seen it.

But this is also very good, saving him a lot of trouble.

Zhou Ye pulled off Hera's robe, and then casually put Hera in an S shape, OY, the gun mount has been set up, waiting for the gun to fire...

Zhou Ye is also welcome, [second thousand strikes] [second thousand strikes] [second thousand strikes] [second thousand strikes] [second thousand strikes] [second thousand strikes] [second thousand strikes] [second thousand strikes] [second thousand strikes] 】【Thousands of blows in a second】+The spring wind transforms the rain into the heart.

When Zhou Ye let go of Hera, there was only a long scream, "Ah!" There is a large beach of water traces...

"How do you feel?" Zhou Ye didn't even tidy up his clothes, just squatted in front of Hera, hooked Hera's chin with his hand, and asked.

"..." Hera was silent for a long time, looking at him from confusion to shame and anger, from shame and anger to aftertaste, from aftertaste to struggle, from struggle to meek submission... … "Lord, Lord, Master..."

"Hahahaha..." Zhou Ye laughed, "Hera is so good, come, clean up the master!"

Zhou Ye swayed his waist slightly as he spoke, and bowed his head as a gesture.

Herarou's female eyebrows turned pale at Zhou Ye, then forced her sore and limp body to half sit up, lowered her head obediently, and tasted her own taste from someone.

after an hour--

When Athena captured several other goddesses and brought them to the Pantheon, this was what she saw.

Zhou Ye was sitting on the highest throne that originally belonged to Zeus, holding a submissive Hera in his arms, and Hera was pinching a piece of sliced ​​apple with fingers like jade green onion with an obedient face. Fruit and meat, put it into Zhou Ye's mouth.

Looking carefully, the apple peels all over the ground were emitting golden light.

"This is a golden apple?" Athena really didn't expect that Hera would be willing to take out such a treasure and give it to Zhou Ye to eat... "Hera, you have finally been generous!"

"For the great master, I can dedicate everything I have!" Hera said without hesitation.

"Hmph, it's not just you, I'm also willing to dedicate my everything to the great master!" Athena sat on Zhou Ye's other lap without showing any weakness, and competed for favor.

"Okay, don't make trouble..." Zhou Ye slapped each of the two women's pouts, looked at the goddesses brought back by Athena, and said with a smile, "Athena, this is why you have been busy for a long time. results?"

"Well, master!" Athena took the credit and introduced to Zhou Ye: "This is Demeter (goddess of fertility and agriculture), Hestia (goddess of fire and kitchen), Artemis (goddess of hunting), Artemis Phrodite (goddess of flying pigeons and love and beauty)"

"Well—not bad!" Zhou Ye looked at the four goddesses with different styles and sentiments who had been blocked by Athena's five senses, and nodded in satisfaction, "Baby Athena did a good job!"

"Tch, if the master finds me earlier, I can also do 1.0 of these things!" Hera said jealously.

"Pa——!" Zhou Ye's answer was a slap on the porpoise, as expected of the legendary queen of jealousy. "Here with me, you can compete for favor, you can be jealous, but absolutely, absolutely not hurt my woman, your sisters, do you know?"

Looking at Zhou Ye's eyes that radiated an inch of golden light, Hera knew that this was her master's bottom line, a forbidden zone that was absolutely untouchable.

"Yes, Hera knew she was wrong, master!" Hera immediately admitted her mistake with a low eyebrow, she is Zhou Ye's slave, how dare she turn the world upside down?

At this point, Mount Olympus has completely fallen into Zhou Ye's control. It's not enough to eat up all the goddesses, so he simply wrapped up this sacred mountain. Of course, Zhou Ye didn't forget to go Trouble with the three goddesses of fate. What I have to say is that when the three merged into one and became the real goddess of fate, Moira, her image changed drastically, and she became a sweet mature woman who was very mature. Ah, and it's still at...

What a pleasant surprise.

Zhou Ye’s goals in this world have all been achieved. The Greek goddesses are an unexpected harvest, and they simply packed them up and took them away. Zhou Ye has nothing to do with this era that is still at the tail end of the first industrial revolution. Nostalgia.