Kronos was speechless.
Indeed, when he had brought Zhang Heng out of that Underground City ahead of time, he had effectively helped the world avert an imminent crisis. But the gods' miserable state today was also inseparable from the mess he had made afterward.
Outside Pluto's mansion, the gods had all been grieving over being forced to leave their homeland. No one had been in the mood to settle old scores with him. After entering the station, everyone had been busy figuring out the current situation and naturally had no time to spare for him, until Gaim, who had been missing for five months, appeared again.
With their backbone restored, everyone's previously taut nerves relaxed somewhat, and they began planning for their future lives. Moreover, Kronos had taken the initiative to steer the conversation in this direction, and only then did the gods remember which bastard had gotten them into this predicament.
The looks everyone gave Kronos immediately turned hostile.
Kronos knew he was in the wrong and had no way to refute them. In fact, a major reason he had not wanted to enter the new world with the other gods before was that he did not want his past actions dragged up again. But with his life under threat, he had had no choice at all.
Kronos knew very well that no one was causing trouble for him right now only because Cthulhu's enormous shadow still hung over them all. Once they escaped that monster's threat, it was only a matter of time before he was held accountable.
Kronos simply had not expected that day to come so quickly. It was his own fault, too. After guessing what Gaim intended to do, he had become too angry and failed to hold back, letting disaster spill from his mouth.