654 The Ultimate Fate Of A Grand Prize (2) 4yr

Translator: BinBin92Editor: Tehrn, BinBin92

Zeus was a dozen steps away from the grand prize by the time he finished speaking.
Given Zeus's speed, it should take him no more than a few seconds to cross the distance. However, he didn't seem to be in a hurry. As if somebody had pushed the slow-mo button, he slowly raised his leg, allowing it to hover for a brief second before putting it down. While he took his time to move forward, he did not stop smiling at the grand prize. 
"One second," announced Zeus in exultation.
All he did in the first second was take a step forward.
All the Zeus that had survived the previous fight had ceased their attacks, gathering around the carpet. Meanwhile, on the other side of the carpet, the posthumans had begun their onslaught on Puppeteer. The second Puppeteer returned to his senses from the effect of the Scrooge McDuck Power, a great jagged spear of lightning crashed above his head. The bright thunderbolts tore apart the air and a part of his leather jacket, leaving him paralyzed. But it did