Kara watched as Zion run away,

Even though she could have caught him and interrogated for answers, she decided to not follow. She didn't want to be involved in Zion's shenanigans, knowing would only cause her more headache. She then turned to Barda, who she felt was similar to her —Someone who had gone through the darkest times and endured.

"If you ever visit earth, you can give me a call to show you around," Kara suggested,

"I will," Barda answered, forgetting the weird question Kara had asked, "I would appreciate it."

"Meet you later, Barda," Kara said as she looked to Zai.

He understood the gesture and teleport Kara back to where she was. He then turned to Barda, extending his hand and asked for the glitcher. It was a model made in hurry to get Barda in and out of Apokolips without leaving a trace.

But he had already improved it.

Receiving the glitcher, Zai replaced the item with a bracelet. It was a thick dark-blue bracelet, with neon blue runes engraved on them. The bracelet looked to be something from a tribal tradition while also appealing to the modern norm. It would not out of place if she were to wear any outfit.

"I have also added some new cloths to your wardrobe, I don't want you attracting much attention," Zai added.

"Thank you, Zai," Barda thanked.

It was at the moment when a wave of energy washed over them. Zai scanned the whole city the moment his sensors picked up the energy release. He immediately scanned the whole planet and the space. He confirmed that they were not under attack and changed the directive. He traced back to the origin of the wave.

He found it to be at Zion's lounge - All of this took 0.05s.

He saw Zion standing with the spear of destiny at his hand. The power overflowing from the spear shuddered the space around him, bending and rippling as their strained under the pressure. Zai didn't know why Zion was reacting like that as he could sense no one else.

But without doubting Zion, he switched his sensors and used the mother-box in Zion's room. The sensors he used was still not the best. It couldn't see the unseen, more psionic and magical. However, the mother-box could.

When he switched his view, he saw it. Those that had invaded. He saw people, with different cultural dresses and ornaments adorning their body. They all looked very different from each other, but one thing was common, their divinity. They were all gods from different pantheons.

He couldn't tell who they were exactly, but from deduction he could narrow the subjects.

***

"Since you have infringed on my privacy, do not complain if I use my right."

Zion was absolutely serious as he said so.

He had returned to his lounge thinking he could returned to his peaceful sleep. His interrupted sleep had caused him to act irrationally for most part, including the re-installation of the Greek pantheon. He had missed the opportunity to get himself some sla-workers. Hephaestus would have helped in creating some artifacts that were beyond ordinary.

But his plan didn't go as planned.

His room was filled with intruders who looked like he owed them something. Like he owed these self-righteous butts. He immediately recognized who they were and decided to exercise his right. He was going to end them all.

However despite Zion pure display of anger and power, they remained calm. They acted as they could deal with his attack. They had already prepared to fight to death if their cause went awry but also at the belief of Zion's behavior. As a King, Nion couldn't be a hot headed idiot who would kill those that came at peace.

But they had clearly underestimated annoyance of a man with lack of sleep. Especially of the one who was called to work as the first thing. Zion was really planning on ending them, then and there.

It was not a display of power to exert dominance.

But to their rescue, Zai arrived at the scene. He turned to the intruders with a calm expression. His eyes turned to Zion and gave him a cup of coffee, one that was strong enough to keep him awake for three days. Zion looked a the coffee before looking at the idiot and drank the coffee grumpily.

Zai also added some cookies,

Zion took the cup and eat the cookies silently for five minutes undisturbed. No one wanted to disturb him. While Zion calmed down, Zai moved the things in the lounge and created new long couch for the intruders to sit on, and added them beverage from their country.

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He was setting this up to be a meeting, with Zion at the head of the table.

Zion finished the cookies and breathed a hot breath. He was letting his annoyance and sleepiness out. His head cleared as the coffee took effect in his system. He was able to think clearly while putting his anger to the back. He then lowered his head and looked to the other at the others that were present at the table.

The first one to his right was a woman who was wearing the white kimono adorned with golden thread forming a golden sun on her back. She was also wearing a hood that covered her face, leaving only her delicate lips visible and flowing black hair visible.

Zion didn't need anyone to state who she was,

Then to his left was an one-eyed Old man, wearing something like a suit. It was mostly armored with ornaments of crows on both of his shoulder. He could see the bloody scars of battle and an aura of a scholar.

Then was a man with dark skin, wearing a remodels Egyptian Pharaoh's garments. His eyes looked radiant and powerful. wearing golden ornaments that glowed brighter even in the crystal city. His eyes were focused on him.

Next was a man with three eyes and a snake scarf. He dressed like some monk, a bead necklaces way larger around his neck. He could feel the power of destruction flowing from the man, like a ferocious wind seal behind a calm stature.

To the next was a man with too much hair, his node was pressed and a golden crown around his head. He was wearing an armour that looked like a suit. Zion looked gazes with the Monkey, a subtle exchange of nature.

Then was a man who was similar to Zues, but his face was not that ugly.

Then to the giant in the room. He was visibly bigger than everyone here, even though everyone else was bigger than Zion. He sat silently as if he was ready to through some hands anytime.

Zion's eyes glazed over everyone else. He didn't need to give them much attention. He also figured why they were her for the most part. Even if they have not paid serious attention to him, his power was undeniably reached them.

They hadn't moved like the Olympians, instead opted to watch from the back. Well, they now learned that a whole pantheon was gone. They didn't really no what really happened, but they moved when they could not feel the power of the Olympians.

They thought them to be dead,

They were here to protect themselves, even when the best of the Olympians were slayed. They came for a parley. What can they do when one of the pantheons, the greatest of them and kindest of them were slayed? For reasons they knew not.

"Who is going to speak?" Zion asked bluntly.

The so called gods didn't react much to his words. They were the strongest in their respective pantheon, even if a fight broke out, they had confident that they could survive.

"Should you not reveal your true form?" A voice mature and soothing, asked.

Zion turned to Amaterasu, "So, will you be their spokesperson?"

Amaterasu turned to the others. Seeing that no one objected, she turned to Zion. "It seems so."

"Okay," Zion sighed as his height increased and golden runes appeared around his body. His Dress turned in a tight combat suit, clearly more modern than the others. The pressure he exuded matched their, even the oldest of them. Zions form was also tall and strong.

He couldn't remain a human when speaking to them. If they think that his other form was his disguise, he should let them think that. Zion new od form didn't have its divinity from the source. He was not exactly connected to it as he shift form constantly.

"Why are you hear?" Zion asked.

"You know," Amaterasu pointed.

"I do? So...all of you didn't arrive at the right time to halt my sleep and invoke my murderous rage, prompting me to go on a killing spear and end all of you. Seemed like a good guess," Zion muttered.

"Well, we were here to question you on the disappearance of a pantheon." Amaterasu spoke without a reactions to Zion's words.

"If you mean the Olympians, I just put them on reset, no dead yet," Zion revealed. "I hope you won't be trying anything with their recreation."

The gods stayed silent, contemplating his words. How can one reset the whole pantheons and why? This had never happened before. The so-called gods have never gone through rebirth, even when they followers forgot them. They just died.

"Can I know the reason?" Amaterasu asked.

If she found the reason, maybe they could prevent it from repeating.

"They were infected by the Great Darkness," Zion spoke but apologized in his mind.

If he pointed the blame to a primordial being who existed even before these idiots, who doesn't care much for good or evil. But always represented as the evil. He didn't think anyone would blame him. He also apologized in case he was targeted.

But he also need to heal the Darkness of an idiot's influence. Now that he remembered it, he was getting annoyed at how much work he had to do.

'Wait! Since I am going to form a link anyway, should I get my divinity from him? That would be cool with all the shadow magic I can do!'

Zion grinned as he realized all the things he can pull. If he gained power from the infinite darkness itself, who is a neutral force, he could basically be undefeated. At that point, he didn't need to prepare the heroes of this earth to fight the cosmic war.

But he also realized something,

'Wait, aren't I already strong enough? Can't I just teleport there and beat them? Why am I going around in circles to advance this earths technology and strengthen the Heroes? Why am I making a perfect world?'

Zion had a quantum realization. He was already too strong, well maybe not as much as DC's plot armour, but He could fight a war by himself.

'What am I doing then?' Zion asked himself.

The so-called gods stayed silent as they watched Zions expression kept changing in deep contemplation. It seemed as if he was going through some enlightenment. And they didn't want to disturb the guy who helped stop a catastrophe.

They stayed silent because they understood the severity of the situation. Being influence by the great darkness would have caused the Olympians to go mad and they might have been also inflicted by it. It was good that it ended.

Zion lifted his head, his eyes shone with new light.

Zion turned to the so called gods, "I hope you all know how dangerous the situation was. It had to be done."

"We do," They nodded in agreement.

"Since you understand, I hope you all a good ride back," Zion asked them to leave, politely.

"Can we at least know of your pantheon?"Amaterasu asked, trying to find Zion's background.

Normally they would not allow a new god to rule over their home ground, but since Zion was not influencing them as a god but a mortal, moreover, healing the Darkness's infection. He had helped them, even if it had benefited him the most.

"I am the righteous hand of GOD."