"You mean, you want my main body to go to some random place, find a daughter, name her Harmonia, then marry her, and then I combine with my own daughter to give birth to Semele and Ino?"
"Exactly."
Hearing Kroto confirm her statement, Ares felt nothing but absurdity.
This also made him once again refresh his understanding of the Greek God Age. Before, he only found it chaotic in myths, and after Ares himself came here, he had always kept his distance from the chaotic ethics of the Greek gods. However, now, a daughter of Zeus, who theoretically should be considered his sister or half-sister, was forcing him to marry his own daughter and have children.
Yes, neither Kroto nor Gaia behind her had human ethical concepts.
"I won't even mention the issue of you making me sleep with my own daughter." Ares deliberated for a moment, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and asked Kroto calmly, "Since you are speaking on behalf of the suppressive force, you should also know that I have already sworn an oath to Gaia. Once I combine with other females, my divinity and divine power as the God of War will weaken to their lowest point, inferior even to a secondary god."
"Yes, I know that." Kroto nodded.
"Then you still want me to have a daughter with my daughter?" Ares widened his eyes and asked, "Do you think I'm really an idiot, or what? If I really combine with a female and my divinity and divine power weaken to the extreme, wouldn't Athena and Zeus play me to Death?"
"If you do not obey the arrangement of fate, Ares, the only path awaiting you is extinction."
Kroto said indifferently.
"Are you threatening me?" Ares took a breath: "Gaia, I don't want to break ties at this time. Can you give me a way out?"
"Then go and have a daughter with Harmonia," Kroto replied emotionlessly.
"But won't I die if I have a daughter?"
"You will die anyway if you don't have a daughter."
Ares laughed in extreme anger: "So, you came here today to tell me to die, right?"
"How could that be?" Kroto said, "If you submit to the arrangement of fate, I guarantee you will live safely until the end of the God Age. Your divinity and divine power will weaken, but fate will protect you; you will not be forced to Death by Athena and Zeus."
"And then? At the end of the God Age, I will still die with the era, only to become a record, a history, a myth, staying in the Inner Sea of Stars, waiting for a summons that may or may not exist in the world?"
Ares said coldly:
"Moreover, do you really think that life in this world will do anything and abandon anything just to survive?"
"Ares, learning to obey one's fate is the duty of every living being. All things eventually have a day of extinction. Gaia knew from the very beginning of its birth that it was destined for Death. It calmly accepted its fate of Death, and as a deity, you should do the same."
Kroto continued speaking in an emotionless voice. Her voice was ethereal, and Ares didn't know whether it was the Fate Goddesses speaking to him at this moment, or Gaia speaking to him through the shell of the Fate Goddesses.
But for Ares at this moment, it no longer mattered.
"Shut up, Gaia." He looked at the spokesperson of the planet's suppressive force, and in his eyes, the long-suppressed resentment and anger finally showed: "What a joke! If it's really as you say, a life, from its birth, must learn to calmly accept its fate, follow the arrangement of fate, and complete its life trajectory step by step, then what is the meaning of this life's birth? Everyone might as well not be born."
"If you think you deserve to die, that's your business, but you insist on dragging all living creatures on Earth to their grave with you. For this, you even borrow their UOs from other planets to destroy the creatures that still survive after your Death. This is not some 'high-sounding' submission to fate; this is merely your selfishness as a planet."
Kroto listened quietly, then continued to ask:
"So, will you obey the arrangement of fate?"
"I'll arrange your mother, get lost!" Ares spat, "I have a bottom line as a human! Even if I, Ares, die, jumping from Olympus into Tartarus, I will absolutely not let that old bastard Zeus touch my daughter!"
"Is that so? I understand."
After listening, Kroto did not do anything to Ares on the spot, but just said to him:
"Then your thread of fate only has two hundred years left."
After speaking, the spokesperson of the planet's suppressive force, who controlled future fate, quietly turned around and silently left.
After Kroto's figure disappeared from Ares's sight, the "time stop" state that enveloped the entire Thebes also disappeared. The Goddess of Wisdom Athena continued to walk two steps forward, and then Ares heard her voice, full of surprise and uncertainty:
"Huh?"
"Goddess, what's wrong?"
Ares suppressed his angry expression and asked Athena.
"No, nothing."
Athena glanced at Ares, shook her head, and left Thebes thoughtfully.
She flew all the way up, over the snowy clouds, and returned to the God King's Hall on Olympus, telling Zeus about Cadmus's decision. As expected, upon hearing Cadmus's decision, the King of Gods praised him greatly and had the God of Fire forge him a few treasures as compensation.
After reporting Cadmus's work, Athena returned to her own temple, but just as she put down her scepter and sat on her divine throne, a woman wearing a black headscarf silently appeared in her line of sight outside the temple door.
Seeing this woman, Athena was startled, because she couldn't sense any aura from this woman.
The Goddess of Wisdom subconsciously gripped her spear and at the same time asked:
"Who are you?"
"I am Atropos, the Goddess who cuts the threads of fate."
The voice of a woman full of mature charm rang out, and the woman slowly raised her head, revealing a charming and mature face.
"Fate Goddesses?" Athena stood up directly from her divine throne upon hearing this.
"My sister, why have you come to see me?" She looked at the mature woman in front of her and asked.
"Athena, I come on behalf of Gaia." Atropos slowly said to Athena, "How about a deal? We can give you the fate of becoming the Fourth Generation God King."
Athena was slightly startled in her heart but did not panic. She gazed at Atropos for a while, then softly asked, "Then, what is the price?"
"Two hundred years." Atropos extended two fingers: "Two hundred years, I want Ares to perish."