Even though Typhon had power no weaker than Zeus, his knowledge was still too shallow for Ares, a soul from the era of information explosion.
After being created by Gaia, Typhon either slept in his nest within Tartarus or mated with his consort Echidna. Although Gaia had instilled in him some basic common sense of this era, his knowledge could be said to be even inferior to that of humans of this era.
So, very quickly, under Ares's provocative words like, "A son should be like Apollo, a wife should be like Athena," Typhon was soon thoroughly misled. He shifted his target from Heavenly Queen Hera to Athena, who was still hiding on Olympus.
His original plan was to slowly find his defeated subordinate on the ground, then go to Egypt, capture the fleeing gods, and finally, with their support, lord over Olympus and seize Zeus's throne. But now, under Ares's influence, his primary goal became to first seize Athena on Olympus and take her as his wife.
So, early the next morning, Typhon left his daughter Hydra in the cave, instructing her to guard his "future husband" Ares. He then set off alone, continuing towards Olympus. Around noon, Typhon returned, carrying a birdcage. Inside, imprisoned, was Ares's dear "virgin sister," none other than the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena.
The Father of All Demons entered the cave, placed Athena's birdcage next to Ares's birdcage, and then sat down in front of her, saying to her affectionately:
"Wife..."
"Who's your wife!" Athena retorted angrily, "Are you crazy? Is every female your wife?!"
"Just accept it, my sister," Ares advised kindly from the side, "He is the new godking; you can't defeat him."
"You shut up!" Athena glared at Ares. Originally, according to her plan, Typhon should not have focused his main target on the deserted Olympus. But this morning, the giant suddenly attacked the mountain while the Olympus guards were still asleep.
The Goddess of Wisdom hastily met him in battle but was no match for the Father of All Demons and was immediately captured.
But she also hadn't expected that the monster's main target seemed to be herself. After capturing her, Typhon ignored the servant races on Olympus and immediately turned back to this cave. Moreover, he looked at her with eyes full of lust and possessiveness, making her feel utterly disgusted.
Now, upon seeing Ares, Athena knew full well that all of this was the result of Ares's manipulation behind the scenes. The Goddess of Wisdom stared at the God of War, revealing a cold sneer:
"Hmph, as I thought, you've always been pretending to be foolish, Ares! This time, I've finally caught you red-handed!"
"What are you talking about? Are you saying I'm foolish? Huh!"
Ares pretended not to understand Athena's words and loudly replied:
"He came to ask me who the most desirable woman on Olympus was. Am I, such a clever person, supposed to pretend I can't answer?"
"Go ahead and pretend," Athena glanced at him. "Do you think just because you've brought me here, I have no way out? Ares, ever since you hindered me during the creation of humans, I've always been on guard against you. Being captured by Typhon this time was merely my deliberate act."
The two of them were squabbling there, while Typhon, from the side, tried to mediate: "Alright, alright, stop arguing. We'll all be a family from now on. Ares, don't keep disgusting your mother-in-law. Athena, you should also be more tolerant of him."
The God of War in the birdcage widened his eyes upon hearing this, shaking the cage forcefully and shouting, "Damn it! Why should I be a generation lower than her!"
"Because I'm going to marry her," Typhon chuckled. "You two wait. Hydra, watch them. I'm going out now to find the wedding attire and the food for the banquet."
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To switch topics, let's go back to last night. While Ares's divine power avatar was strenuously misleading the Father of All Demons in Typhon's lair, his alternate account, the Phoenician Prince Cadmus, quietly left the camped-out team and went alone to the hillside behind the camp.
He stood on a patch of lush green lawn on the hillside, waiting for a moment. A gust of hurricane winds blew, and Zeus, who had disguised himself as an old man during the day, now clad in a black robe, silently appeared behind him.
Perhaps because his hand and foot tendons had been drawn out by the Father of All Demons, the King of the Gods seemed to have some difficulty moving at this time. He was leaning on a staff, his body hunched, and this time, behind him, there was also a peculiar figure with goat horns, legs, and ears, accompanying him.
This satyr was Hermes's son, Pan, the God of Pastures. It must be said that Hermes was arguably the son who inherited Zeus's philandering nature the most. Unlike Ares's self-restraint and Apollo's arrogance, Hermes, like his father, accepted anyone. Except for not daring to casually approach women coveted by other chief gods or the God-King, as long as she was a beautiful woman, Hermes would happily accept her.
And this God of Pastures was also a lustful deity by nature. Hermes's philandering was truly surpassed by Pan; what this God of Pastures enjoyed doing most was hiding in the jungle and wooing beautiful women who passed by.
If they were Nymphs or humans of lower power and status than him, he would use force to conquer them. But if they were goddesses of higher power and status, he would devise underhanded methods to entice and deceive those goddesses, truly an epic scoundrel.
However, some time ago, the God of Pastures, Pan, wanting to seduce the Moon Goddess Selene, was reported by the enraged Moon Goddess to Artemis, and then he was punished by the Goddess of the Hunt. For a while now, he seemed to have been quite obediently staying on the ground, fulfilling his duties.
Seeing this well-known God of Pastures, Cadmus, played by Ares, was first stunned, then feigned surprise. He took three steps in two to approach the old man, looked behind him, and asked:
"Could this be the noble God of Pastures, Pan?"
"You are very knowledgeable, mortal." Hearing Ares's flattery, Pan nodded with satisfaction.
"Even the noble God of Pastures must serve as your attendant," Ares looked at the old man played by Zeus again with surprise, and asked, "Please, who exactly are you...?"
"Hehe, young man, you are very good, courageous, kind, and discerning," Zeus patted "Cadmus's" shoulder and praised, "Since you have come, I will not hide it from you. I am indeed the ruler of this world, I am Zeus, the King of All Gods!"
After speaking, he slightly released a trace of his divine power, and his whole being suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the lawn.
Ares also cooperatively knelt directly on the lawn, bowing his head and saying, "So it is the God-King, my apologies for the disrespect."
"Rise, Phoenician Prince Cadmus." Zeus withdrew his divine power, extended his hand to help Ares up from the ground, and then said to him, "Are you willing to do something for me? After it is done, I will make you a world-renowned great hero!"