If Zeus hadn’t spoken up, Hera wouldn’t have lifted a finger. She would’ve just kept watching from the sidelines.

But since he asked for help, she couldn’t ignore him. After all, he was their leader. Like it or not, she had to respect his order.

“Let’s see how tough this thing really is,” Hera said.

She raised one hand and spread her fingers. Behind her, a dozen black, icy spears appeared out of thin air.

Each one was six feet long, thick as a wrist, and radiated a deadly cold. The air turned sharp and biting. Within thirty feet, the grass, stone, and trees all glazed over with frost.

“Go.”

Hera clenched her fist. The spears shot forward like missiles toward the golden steeple.

The air split with a sharp whistle as the icy spears struck their mark. But instead of exploding on impact, they slid in like blades through water, leaving only faint ripples behind.

Zeus snapped, “Hera, that pathetic excuse for an attack isn’t going to cut it. Show me what you’re really capable of.”

He was already fighting with everything he had. But her attack came off sluggish, half-hearted, like she hadn’t even bothered to wake up.

on him. While he threw himself into the battle, she stood off to the side

going all out now,” Hera replied as

strike had just been a test, though still powerful enough to injure a grandmaster martial artist. But against the golden steeple, it barely left a mark-just faint ripples. That caught

a powerful divine artifact, but its defenses were stronger than expected. If they didn’t unleash everything they had, breaking through it

of black icy spears appeared behind her, which quickly swelled to thousands.

prickling on their

insignificant. But now, with

“Fire!” Hera shouted.

her fist, and thousands of ice spears shot toward the golden steeple like a storm. The moment they struck, sharp cracks rang out as waves of ripples burst across its

shook under the impact. Ripples surged out in

“Good. Keep going.”

knew this was

one strike, but under this kind of

spears. The relentless assault made the steeple groan, as each wave built on

let me fight

sensed an opportunity. Power surged through him as he leaped forward, hurling

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