Chapter 152: Heroic Spirit_3

The God of the West Wind did not know if the Divine King could defeat the Lord of the Spirit Realm, but he was certain that making an enemy of another Primordial Deity just to deepen mortals' devotion was an utterly foolish act.

"Of course not, Zephyrus, don't be too rigid. You must understand that we don't actually want mortals to enjoy eternal bliss in the Divine Kingdom—we just want them to think they can,"

With a smile curling the corners of his mouth, Zeus gently shook his head.

He had no intention of snatching the souls' destiny; that thing was of little use to him in reality. The faith generated by a mere spiritual body was far inferior to that of the living, and he understood the concerns of the God of the West Wind.

Therefore, Zeus was prepared to further explain his actions, but at that moment, his brows furrowed tightly, and he suddenly turned, looking in the direction of the East.

Just then, he had suddenly felt a warning from his soul.

"Your Majesty?"