Prophet in Greece: Section 36

Metis shook her head at him gently, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised worry.

Zeus sobered up instantly. He reached out and patted Metis's hand to signal that he was fine, then flashed a hearty smile and stood up to greet their guest:

"Great Theron, your presence is the greatest honor Mount Olympus could ever receive!"

"I am now more convinced than ever that victory belongs to us!"

Driven by his enthusiasm, everyone grew excited. Each of them became firmly convinced of their inevitable success, and in this high-spirited mood, they began to indulge in fine wine, looking forward to a bright tomorrow.

When the King of Gods, Kronos, discovered that Theron had already left, an incomparable rage swept over him. No, it was not just him; the six Titans felt the same fury at being played for fools.

They felt they had been toyed with.

Learning that Theron was with Zeus and that the two parties were now bound together, even the six Titans could no longer sit still.

They knew full well that the Three Fates had explicitly stated that Theron posed a threat to the Titans' divine authority.

Now that Theron and Zeus were allies, did this not mean that the new order Zeus intended to create would threaten their great Titan sovereignty?

This was no longer just a family matter for the King of Gods!

The six Titans hesitated little before following Kronos to Mount Olympus. They intended to crush these rebels once and for all, and to seal them away forever—along with that detestable God of Fate!

Only then could they protect the glory and power that belonged to them, the great Titans!

Yet, to their utter shock, in such a short span of time, these rebels had already gained quite a few helpers, some of whom were their own kin!

Rhea went without saying; she was the one who had initiated this rebellion. But beyond Rhea, there were actually other members of the Twelve Titans present!

Oceanus appeared directly with his wife, Tethys. The moment Theron showed himself at the divine banquet, they stopped pretending; the entire Oceanus Lineage went all-in on Zeus.

Besides the two of them, Themis, the Goddess of Justice and Law, also appeared in Zeus's camp.

With this, all the Titans had appeared, save for Mnemosyne, the Goddess of Memory.

The Oceanus couple had shown their leanings from the start, but the appearance of Themis still caught the gods off guard.

She was the very goddess Rhea had visited when Zeus first led his forces to the Void to clash with the King of Gods.

Themis symbolized justice and order, and since the world had grown increasingly chaotic under the rule of Kronos, she had long been dissatisfied.

After Zeus displayed his power, Themis, persuaded by Rhea, joined his camp.

Now, excluding Kronos himself, there were six Titans on his side, while Zeus had four.

Although they had fewer Titans, the number of powerful Third Generation Gods like Poseidon far exceeded those on Kronos's side. At least for the moment, there was no significant gap in strength between the two factions.

At the very least, neither side held an overwhelming advantage.

Seeing this scene, Kronos was filled with fury. He shouted, "Oceanus, Tethys, Themis, are you going to betray the glory of our Titan race!"

"That is your glory, not ours."

Oceanus retorted without showing any weakness. He had long harbored grievances against Kronos and refused to yield an inch.

Themis remained silent, but the scales of justice in her hand had already tilted. This represented the disorder of the era and was the very reason for her presence here.

"Enough talk, you greedy King of Gods! Everything today is merely the price you pay for your past greed!"

Zeus's hearty voice rang throughout Mount Olympus, and with his appearance, Kronos's reason was further consumed by rage.

It was all because of this damned rebel!

Everything today was because of this damned rebel!

Fury consumed everything. Kronos struck out in a rage, and following his lead, the other six Titans charged forward as well.

Zeus's side did not show weakness, and the two sides quickly became locked in a chaotic battle.

They revealed their immensely vast forms, and the power of their laws collided, bringing wave after wave of shockwaves.

The powerful Titans grabbed massive mountain peaks and hurled them at Zeus, while Zeus and the other gods threw boulders back. They could even use fire and rivers as weapons at will. Under their combat, the entire world began to teeter on the brink of collapse.

Vegetation that had grown for thousands of years was destroyed in an instant. Countless weak lives died silently, merely caught in the aftermath of the battle. Countless minor gods, unqualified to participate, trembled in fear, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.

Yet, no matter how intense the fighting became, neither side could completely erase the other.

Because gods could not be killed.

In the blink of an eye, the battle had lasted for ten full years.

During these ten years, they fought every day. When tired, they returned to drink and revel in rest; once rested, they resumed the fight. Neither camp suffered any actual losses, and not a single god had fallen.

Ten years was but a fleeting moment to the long-lived gods, but to the world, it was a massive catastrophe.

The entire world was riddled with holes, its heavens crumbling and its earth splitting, all due to this fierce battle.

The one most directly affected was Gaia, Mother Earth.

Once again, during a temporary lull in the war, Gaia could no longer endure the endless clamor. She arrived at Mount Olympus and said to Zeus:

"It has been ten full years, Zeus!"

"The ceaseless tremors of the earth have left me restless. End this farce quickly, let Kronos, who violates the laws of procreation, receive his due punishment, let the curse of that generation of Kings of Gods be fulfilled, and let my ears have some peace!"

Zeus dared not neglect this Mother Earth and hurried forward to greet her: "Great Mother Earth, as you can see, we can neither kill the other side nor do we possess the power to crush them."

"Although I am also anxious, the truth is that this battle may continue indefinitely."

Hearing this, Gaia's beautiful face was filled with irritation: "I hate endless war!"

"Zeus, do you know that when the Sky God Uranus stuffed my six Giant children back into my body through the abyss of Tartarus, I had such a hard time pacifying them? But now, they have been awakened by your foolish war!"

"The sound of their crying in my mind, combined with the sound of your fighting, is more despairing than the abyss itself! Zeus, if you cannot resolve this battle quickly, then stop fighting!"

Zeus felt helpless upon hearing this, but with no other options, he could only try his best to soothe the irritable Mother Earth.

However, at that moment, a faint voice sounded: "In that case, Lord Zeus, why do you not go to the abyss of Tartarus and release those six lords?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zeus and Gaia were both stunned. They looked at the white-robed figure walking slowly toward them, and Theron smiled at them as well.

"Great Mother Earth, it has been a long time; you are as radiant as ever."

Theron took the initiative to greet Gaia, but she had no heart to respond. Her mind was filled only with the words: release the six Giants.

Her mood, previously irritable from ten years of noise, suddenly improved. The Mother Earth looked at Zeus and said in agreement: "Yes, Zeus, why not release those six Giants?"

"With their help, you will surely succeed, and I will finally find peace!"

Zeus showed a look of hesitation upon hearing this.

Chapter 63: The Great War Begins (Seeking First Subscription)

It was not that Zeus had never thought of releasing the six Giants, but they were too powerful—their strength even surpassed that of the Twelve Titans.

Zeus worried they would be uncontrollable, which was why he had never taken action.

But now that Theron had brought it up and Gaia had expressed her strong approval, he had to consider it seriously, as a refusal might cause negative repercussions.

At the very least, he dared not offend Theron or Gaia right now.

Facing the gazes of these two powerful beings, Zeus soon nodded, deciding to summon Poseidon and Hades to head to the abyss and release the six Giants.

Almost the moment he agreed, Theron felt his power grow once more. He knew in his heart that this battle was finally nearing its end.

He had not participated in these ten years of fighting, nor had he shown his face much, but he had been the one pushing from behind, secretly accumulating power, waiting only for the final moment.

And now, it was time to close the net and reap the rewards.

The Chaos World rewarded based on contribution; the greater the contribution to the world, the greater the reward.

When Kronos, as the King of Gods, no longer contributed to the development of the world and instead began to make it more chaotic, overthrowing his rule and the old order became something the Chaos World encouraged.

That was why Theron had taken the initiative to accept the task of opposing Kronos.

It was laughable that Zeus thought he was using Theron, believing he had gained an advantage by letting Theron deal with Kronos in the Final War. Little did he know, he was actually giving away the most bountiful rewards.

In the matter of overthrowing Kronos, Theron's contribution was undoubtedly far greater than Zeus's, so he was very curious to see what he would receive when the time came to distribute the rewards.

It was a certainty that Zeus would obtain the throne of the King of Gods, so what would he get?

It was truly something to look forward to.

Meanwhile, the three brothers of Zeus soon arrived at the abyss, where they first encountered the three Cyclopes.

The Cyclopes were extremely ugly in appearance, but Zeus showed no sign of disgust. Instead, he promised to bring them to the surface to live.

The Cyclopes had been trapped for nearly ten thousand years. Hearing this, they were incredibly excited. These simple-minded creatures did not understand complex schemes and simply decided that Zeus, who had released them, was a good person.

To express their gratitude, they decided to give Zeus and his companions some gifts.

Zeus's eyes lit up instantly. He knew that the sickle in the hands of the King of Gods, Kronos, had been crafted by these very giants. These Cyclopes possessed the most perfect forging skills in the world, and the weapons they created were divine artifacts.

And Zeus, right now, was most in need of power.

Poseidon and Hades were also happy, as the three giants would craft one item for each of them, ensuring everyone had a share.

While they waited for the Cyclopes to forge the divine artifacts to enhance their strength, the King of Gods, Kronos, was not idle.

He gathered the gods and their offspring and arrived once again at the temple of the Three Fates.

This war had lasted too long, and Kronos also felt the anxiety. He no longer wanted to test the waters; he wanted to end this battle directly.

But he had no leads. After ten years of fighting, Zeus and the others had grown very powerful, and he could not defeat them. He could only seek help from the Three Fates.

However, the Three Fates could not provide a suitable method; they could only see some rough glimpses.

The only thing that gave Kronos peace of mind was that, when faced with his inquiries, the Three Fates could always provide some heartening answers.

For instance, at this moment, Kronos asked the question he had asked many times before in front of the gods: "Respected three goddesses, I wish to know if we will lose this battle."

"You will not lose; you will be immortal forever."

Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos answered in unison, their voices echoing in the temple, ethereal and distant.

With these words, the Titans, who had been worried due to the stalemate, breathed a sigh of relief. It was as if they had been given a shot of adrenaline, and smiles appeared on their faces once again.

"Immortality belongs to our Titan race!" Hyperion said with a smile, his voice full of pride, and the other Titans felt a sense of shared honor.

Seeing that everyone had been encouraged, Kronos struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask: "Then how should we win this battle?"

The three goddesses shook their heads and whispered: "Great King of Gods, please forgive our ignorance; we do not know."

It was not the first time Kronos had heard this answer. Although disappointed, he was not surprised. He could only look toward Prometheus.

This God of Foresight, filled with wisdom, had always been able to capture precise information and provide valuable ideas during the past ten years of fighting. He had completely won the trust of the King of Gods and the other Titans.

Now, before these Titans went to battle, their first act was to ask for Prometheus's opinion, and then they would ask the Three Fates if there was any danger. Only after receiving double confirmation would they set out.