Fatherly Love "Seven Wolves" 2/3
Moreover, compared to those old, decrepit deities.
The younger generation of Olympian Gods, all made solemn promises, were bound by interests, and their numbers were vast. Each one was like a wolf or a tiger, and they had long coveted the power of the old gods.
Besides their numbers and fighting spirit, the Cyclops, freed by Zeus, hid deep within the Mount Etna, working day and night to forge weapons for the Olympian Gods before the war.
Therefore, the gap in combat power and the concentration of ether within the body was basically filled.
In comparison, the lower and middle levels of the old gods were no match for the New Gods' onslaught. Coupled with the loss of their leader, their complete collapse was only a matter of time.
If the three Titan Lords of Mount Othrys were in charge of suppressing and leading the way, the difference wouldn't be so obvious.
However, those three rigid-minded leaders foolishly ventured deep into the Chaos Sea Mist to chase after Zeus and his men, completely severing their connection with the army.
Next, all that's needed is to surround and cut off the group of Old Gods before Cronus and the others can react, and the outcome will be a foregone conclusion.
As for the subsequent annihilation battle, Samael believed that even if Cronus arrived, he probably wouldn't be able to cause much of a ripple.
Because there were simply too many factors contributing to his failure; Gu She could easily list a series of strokes in the Mount Othrys with just a little thought.
First of all, choosing the Oceanus Sea as the battlefield was a mistake from the start.
From the moment Cronus stepped into this place, he fell step by step into Olympus's scheme.
The seas were Zeus's domain. Even if Oceanus himself didn't appear, Zeus had two wives who were goddesses who held the Authority over the Seas.
In addition, there is Poseidon, King of the Sea's trident, a divine weapon that can control giant waves and ride sea monsters.
Moreover, Zeus had brought Aphrodite back from the Sea of Okeanos, and that idiot Sky Father was just waiting to see Cronus's fate.
The location alone has created significant hidden dangers in the Mount Othrys.
These pervasive mists, and the sea monsters gathering nearby, are anything but ordinary.
Secondly, with Zeus gone from Mount Olympus, the Metis, Goddess of Wisdom, took over the command and control.
Other powerful New Gods charging into battle include the prophet Prometheus, the Mnemosyne, Titan of Memory, and the Leto, Goddess of Childbirth.
In addition, the defection of Nike, Goddess of Victory, Aphrodite, who exerted a strong attraction on men, also had an immeasurable impact on morale and the army's morale.
Moreover, the neutral Titan Lords dared not attack Cronus, nor did they dare to deal with these minions as a token of their loyalty.
Therefore, from the very beginning, Mount Othrys was doomed to lose this war.
This was not simply a matter of overwhelming force, but a complete victory in strategy and tactics, as well as a crushing defeat in terms of intelligence.
The Titans of the old era were indeed old, so old that they had sat on their thrones for too long and lost their sense of crisis; so old that their thinking had become rigid and they simply did not know how to wage a large-scale war.
Samael shook his head inwardly, once again thanking his former teammates in Uruk.
Of course, there are reasons why the Mount Othrys are performing so poorly.
After all, Cronus, along with his brothers and sisters, conspired to castrate his mother, which solidified his position and allowed him to rule Greece for thousands of years without ever having his authority challenged.
Therefore, over the centuries, he had never experienced any significant rebellion or conquest, and thus had no concept of tactics or strategy.
Furthermore, teammates representing "intellect" and "wisdom," such as Themis, Goddess of Justice, and Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory, who were capable of formulating strategies and tactics, all jumped ship.
The three Titan Gods, Cronus, Coeus, Iapetus, will likely use the same old tactics: a head-on confrontation.
Good heavens, the New and Old God Wars has lasted for ten years in the form of a village showdown. It seems that the Olympus gods have been planning this for a long time.
The prepared mind can outwit the unprepared; the well-prepared can overcome the unprepared. In the end, if Mount Othrys doesn't kneel, who will?
However, it is ultimately War of the Gods, and the participants are all ancient creatures with tenacious vitality. As long as the god-level beings are not completely shattered, they have the opportunity to reassemble their forms.
It's unlikely that the New and Old God Wars will be completely decided in less than ten days or a month.
So, before things settle down, try to make things right for yourself.
Samael sensed the change in the surrounding atmosphere, his thoughts turned, and he looked at the huge shadow cast by the water above, grinning coldly and revealing his sharp, fanged teeth.
Hunt begins, snack time!
Immediately, the black fish, its body covered in dark scales, darted about with lightning speed, passing through the esophagus, gill openings, mouthparts, and flesh of a nearby large sea monster, and entered its abdominal cavity.
Any sea monster that approached was brutally killed. After a period of hysterical thrashing, its corpse, stripped of its Spirit Core, sank into the deep sea, spraying blood everywhere.
Queen of Heaven, the forces of the Old Gods were almost completely wiped out. From the surface to the deep waters, and even on the seabed, the Sea of Okeanos was covered with the corpses and skeletons of gods of all sizes.
The thick aura of blood lingered, and the remains left behind by the sea monsters fighting for divine blood and corpses attracted even lower-level marine creatures to gather and forage.
The victorious Olympian Gods gazed at the crimson sea, knowing that even with the cyclical power of the Sea of Okeanos, it would take at least several tens of thousands of days to completely purify this ether-rich region.
For a long time to come, this place will probably become a gathering place for sea monsters and strange creatures.
At this moment, in the dark sea where chaotic waves surged, the three Titan Gods had almost exhausted their divine power after enduring days of relentless attacks.
Finally, exhausted, they were each captured and tightly bound in the arms of a Hecatoncheires.
Chains forged by the three Cyclops bound the three Titan Gods layer by layer.
Six Divine Offspring, surrounded by the New Gods, stood on the clouds, observing coldly.
"Zeus! Don't be so smug! Once I break free from these claws, I will whip you bastards and show you what true love is!"
Cronus's face was ashen, and he roared furiously through gritted teeth. He gripped the Scythe of Time tightly in his hands, and his arms, with bulging veins, snapped the chains inch by inch.
Several chains, scattering and flying, lashed towards Zeus, who stood atop the clouds, like a belt of Seven Wolves wrapped around his waist.
"Your Majesty the Child-Devouring King of Gods, although I would love to continue our conversation and experience the missing bond of blood ties, someone seems to be getting impatient."
Zeus turned his head away, his eyes filled with amusement and a playful contemplation.
The whispers from the shadows in their ears caused the three Titans, including Cronus, who were struggling to break free of their restraints, to change their expressions drastically, their eyes filled with fear.
As the waters rose in patches of deathly stillness and darkness, even the three Hecatoncheires trembled slightly involuntarily.
The prison of the gods, the Tartarus Dungeon!