Beside her, a crystal-clear twig trembled slightly, as if speaking in a language that ordinary people could not understand.
Listening closely, though she couldn't fully comprehend it, Gaia still felt greatly rewarded.
Like Heracles, though Mother Earth had no idea who this person was, after the disaster in the starry sky, a vivid painting formed by ruby-like leaves gently fell in front of her.
With just one glance, the deity who commanded the earth directly locked onto the figure in the painting and detected the aura of Zeus' bloodline.
She was puzzled at the time, but Gaia ultimately made her choice.
Until this moment, though she hadn't fully understood, the gathering of so many special existences together must hold some secret.
"As I thought... By regaining my strength, I have also regained my wisdom."
"Outer God... I will remember your merit."
