As everyone knew, this was an era of simplicity and honesty.
Unlike the three gods led by Zeus, in this world where even the gods of cunning and deceit had not yet been born, there was almost no scheming among the gods.
So all kinds of emotions were expressed very directly — with almost no concealment.
Thus…
Gaia’s expression was now unbearably ugly.
This Mother Earth, who always appeared kind and gentle, was now furious enough to smash things.
Atlas’s mockery made her even angrier than Uranus’s defiance.
Uranus was at least a King of the Gods — but what exactly was Atlas?
This kind of junior was now stepping on her?
As Mother Earth, did she still have any dignity left?
What made her even angrier was that Atlas was currently deeply favored by the King of the Gods Uranus — and she really couldn’t do anything to him for the time being…
This frustration and helplessness made Gaia so angry she wanted to go mad.
“Prometheus, what is the method you mentioned?” Gaia gritted her teeth and said: “I will make this blindly arrogant guy pay the price!”
“Respected Mother Earth, before dealing with Atlas, I would like to invite you to meet a deity.” Prometheus said seriously: “She will surely be able to resolve your doubts.”
“But as I said before — you will have to pay a small price.”
Gaia frowned and patiently asked: “What price?
What god?”
“She is the goddess born of Lady Asteria.
I need you to cover her whereabouts — to prevent His Majesty the King of the Gods from discovering her.
You will have to take a small risk — and that is the price.”
Gaia was instantly intrigued and asked: “The god born of Asteria?
Where is she?
Let me see.”
Prometheus responded with a yes, but instead of calling Hecate immediately, he silently calculated and confirmed that Uranus was now going to the outer sea to cause trouble for Pontus — then quietly transmitted the message.
Soon, Hecate’s figure appeared atop the sacred mountain.
“Hecate greets the great Mother Earth.” Hecate bowed respectfully, her voice sincere.
Gaia sized up Hecate, her eyes showing the same surprise that Prometheus had once shown when he was born.
“Another powerful divine power — Asteria really did have an extraordinary child.
However…
how did you become bound to Prometheus?”
Upon hearing this, Hecate immediately looked aggrieved and softly explained that Asteria had abandoned her and she was fortunate to have received help from Prometheus.
Finally, she raised her head, revealing a pair of slightly reddened eyes, and whispered: “Great Mother Earth, I don’t want to implicate Prometheus.
I beg you to help me.”
“It’s simple — I’ll cover it up for you.” Gaia said, overflowing with maternal love, she felt especially sorry for this seemingly pitiful, weak, and fragile little one.
“Thank you, Lady Mother Earth.” Hecate quickly thanked her, then hesitated: “However, if we want to completely escape the King of the Gods’s perception, I’m afraid I’ll have to borrow your Vase of Life.”
Gaia was taken aback.
The Vase of Life was formed at Gaia’s creation by condensing the “Source of Chaos” and the “Core of the Earth” — symbolizing her divine authority over the laws.
Inside the vase were the “seeds of all things” and an endless “spring of life” — which could nurture all living things and also shelter all living beings.
Moreover, it continuously generated life energy, ensuring that the flourishing and withering of plants and the reproduction of living beings in nature alternated — maintaining the ecological balance of the world.
Even the golden divine liquid poured from the vase was a supreme treasure — not only could it heal severe injuries, but it could also repair damaged divine essence, and could even be used to protect unborn children from the persecution of higher divine powers.
“Do you need the Vase of Life?” Gaia frowned, somewhat puzzled: “As long as Uranus doesn’t deduce the facts, my intervention to cover it up is enough.”
“If it’s just to protect Hecate, with Mother Earth stepping in, it’s truly enough.” Prometheus smiled and said: “But if we want to help you with your burdens — we will need this vase.”
“But…
that way, I’d have to keep activating the vase.
Later, when Uranus comes into contact with me, he’ll definitely notice my divine power fluctuations.” Gaia said.
“So I must ask you to lend the vase to my master.” Hecate said softly: “If Master helps me conceal my presence, I can better ease your burdens.”
“Hecate, how dare you.” Prometheus frowned and scolded: “The Vase of Life is Gaia’s companion treasure — how could it fall into the hands of another god?”
“I was being rude.” Hecate lowered her gaze and said somewhat aggrievedly: “I just wanted to help the great Mother Earth.
Atlas’s attitude is truly despicable.
I feel sorry for Your Highness.”
“Clearly the mother of all beings — yet now even someone like Atlas dares to speak so outrageously.
I truly feel sad — I overstepped.”
“Then you still can’t borrow the Vase of Life!” Prometheus spoke righteously — but before he could finish, Gaia interrupted him in anger.
“I’m just lending it to you temporarily — no problem.
I trust you.”
She recalled Atlas’s arrogant attitude not long ago and gritted her teeth in anger: “If I don’t fight back now, then I truly don’t deserve to be a primordial god!”
After speaking, she directly stopped Prometheus from speaking, gathering a sacred halo in her palm — a faint golden glow spreading throughout the space.
That light was not dazzling — like the warm winter sun — quietly soothing all the restlessness and hostility in the hearts of onlookers.
Within the glow was a palm-sized white vase, covered in living golden patterns resembling the roots of the earth.
That pure golden light emerged from these patterns.
Gaia looked at the vase — a trace of reluctance in her eyes — but she gritted her teeth and wrapped it in divine power to deliver it to Prometheus.
“Make good use of it.” Gaia said: “This vase contains my reproductive laws — so don’t mess around with it.”
Prometheus nodded solemnly and carefully put the vase away.
Seeing this, Hecate immediately smiled.
She slowly walked over to Gaia’s side and whispered a few words.
Gaia’s eyes lit up instantly, and she blurted out: “You can do this?”
“Of course I can.” Hecate smiled and said: “In that case, who would dare not honor you — the mother of all beings?”
Gaia nodded vigorously, immediately stood up, and said impatiently: “Then I’ll go find Uranus right now!”
Prometheus and Hecate did not stop her — they simply watched her leave.
“Why should I say such a shameless method?” Hecate looked at Prometheus, a hint of resentment in her beautiful eyes.
“I said it’s not appropriate.” Prometheus was calm and confident.
Hecate rolled her eyes, thinking: ‘Is it just right for me to say it?’
But before she could complain, Prometheus spoke again, asking: “You can actually weave Atlas’s fate?”
“Not yet — only influence.” Hecate smiled brightly and said: “After all, they are the powerful Titans.”
Prometheus immediately breathed a sigh of relief — thinking that if she could weave the fate of the gods, that would be far too much.
But he quickly realized something and stared wide-eyed in shock: “Not yet?
So does that mean it can be done in the future?”
Hecate smiled without replying.
Prometheus: “…”
This — this was over the limit, wasn’t it?
Wait — if she overstepped, then he overstepped — then it wouldn’t matter.