Chapter 37

This had already become a fixed routine.

At this very moment, after long deliberation, Prometheus spoke up: "Perhaps we can defeat them one by one."

"What do you mean?" King of Gods Kronos asked, his expression deeply focused.

"The reason for the current stalemate is that both sides are evenly matched. If someone can hold back Zeus, Your Majesty, you can quickly finish off the other gods."

"In this way, it will eventually end with everyone ganging up on Zeus, and the chances of success might be quite high."

As soon as these words were spoken, Kronos's eyes lit up.

In truth, among those rebels, Zeus was the only one Kronos truly took to heart.

Theron, who had originally caused all the Titans great concern, had not appeared for ten years, and the Three Fates had even prophesied that he would not interfere in the struggle for the throne, which had caused the gods to breathe a collective sigh of relief.

They speculated that Theron dared not appear because he had been bluffing all along. If he were truly as powerful as everyone guessed, he would have jumped out and crushed everyone long ago instead of hiding and skulking for so many years.

Kronos even felt that every time he had clashed with Theron before, he had been bluffed; in reality, Theron had never displayed much terrifying power.

If he were truly extremely powerful, the Olympian Gods he supported would not have had to struggle against them for ten years.

Thinking this way, the Titans were convinced that Theron would not take action because he had only been bluffing through prophecies all those years; Fate itself was not a divine office suited for combat.

Coupled with the powerful emergence of Zeus, the only enemy in the eyes of the Titans now was Zeus.

Zeus was simply too powerful. After ten years of growth, he was already able to stand toe-to-toe with Kronos.

What a terrifying growth rate this was; one had to remember that Kronos was the King of Gods recognized by the world, capable of borrowing the world's great power.

For these ten years, Kronos had been held back by Zeus in every battle, with neither side able to do anything to the other, while the other gods fought each other without gaining any significant advantage.

If Kronos, as the King of Gods, were not held back, he could indeed defeat everyone in a short time with his kingly power.

Then the question arose...

"Who will go to hold back Zeus?" Crius asked. "Who has the ability to do so?"

Once this was said, everyone fell silent.

Indeed, Zeus had grown strong enough to be mentioned in the same breath as Kronos. If any of them could hold back Zeus, this battle would have been won long ago.

Some even felt puzzled as to how the wise God of Foresight could propose such an impossible method.

But Prometheus just smiled and said, "I have seen the future. This battle will eventually have a result."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and the eyes of King of Gods Kronos lit up even more.

"What did you see?" Kronos asked hurriedly.

"In the next battle, Zeus will not entangle you," Prometheus said. "He will go to do something else."

At these words, all the gods were stunned again. Kronos subconsciously looked at the Three Fates and received an affirmative answer.

Seeing this, Kronos was instantly ecstatic.

Although he did not know what Zeus was going to do, as long as he was occupied, Kronos had full confidence in crushing any god other than Zeus!

Even the other Titans showed expressions of joy. At this moment, they did not yet know what they were about to face; they were simply happy because this battle was finally coming to an end.

They even wished they could go and fight those guys from Olympus right now; they could already see victory before their eyes!

However, Prometheus spoke at the right time, interrupting their excitement: "We cannot go now. The future I saw is still some time away."

"In other words, if we go now, the outcome I saw will not come to pass."

His words effectively calmed the excited Titans. Kronos, who had always been the most cautious, nodded and said, "Then we certainly cannot act rashly."

He spoke as if to the other Titans, and as if to himself: "Then let us wait a little longer. To be immortal, one must possess sufficient patience."

The Titans nodded one after another, thinking to themselves that it was fortunate they had the wise Prometheus to devise strategies and the Three Fates to guide the future.

With the help of these two, there was no way they could lose!

After a long and patient wait, they finally reached the day Prometheus had spoken of. Kronos led the Titans, and without any hesitation, they charged toward Mount Olympus with great momentum.

Just as Prometheus had said, this time Zeus did not immediately rush up to hold back Kronos, but instead turned his gaze toward the Titans behind him.

These Titans had not yet realized the severity of the situation and were still wondering what had held Zeus back, until they saw Zeus charging toward them.

The Titans: "?"

King of Gods Kronos felt equally surprised, not understanding why Zeus would do this, but he still followed the pre-arranged plan and charged toward the Olympian Gods.

At this moment, Kronos was still thinking that as long as he crushed the others fast enough, he could turn back to stop Zeus.

Then he heard Rhea speak. This woman, who had once been his Queen of Gods and later his most hated beloved, was praying in an incredibly sincere voice, praying for the help of Fate.

A strong sense of unease surged in Kronos's heart. He lunged toward Rhea, wanting to interrupt her prayer, but before he could act, Rhea had already finished the incantation.

Almost as soon as Rhea's voice fell, a white figure appeared before Kronos.

"Your Majesty, your opponent is me."

The figure smiled, revealing a face that Kronos hated beyond measure.

Chapter 64: Discovering the Lie ### The appearance of Theron caught all the gods off guard.

One had to know that this mysterious God of Fate had not shown his face for ten years.

Kronos had been very vigilant toward him at first, only gradually setting his mind at ease after hearing from the Three Fates that Theron would not participate in the struggle for the throne.

Yet now, not only had this guy appeared again, but he had appeared right in front of him!

Watching Zeus, accompanied by Poseidon and the other gods, roaring as they charged toward the Titans behind him, Kronos finally realized that something was wrong.

Was this not the very plan Prometheus had spoken of!

Find someone to hold back the strongest in the opposing camp, then have the strongest of one's own side crush the other gods, thereby tipping the scales of victory.

It was just that they hadn't found anyone to hold back Zeus at the time, but Zeus had found someone to hold back him.

Prometheus had not lied either; he had indeed seen a corner of the future, and Zeus had indeed not come forward to entangle him, going to do something else instead—but it was proactive, not passive!

Kronos's face instantly turned uglier than it had ever been. He realized that the situation had become dire, and all of this was because of the person before him.

Theron was still in his unchanging attire, and even his expression and the smile at the corners of his mouth had not changed in the slightest. Kronos looked at him, his eyes filled with undisguised resentment.

But Theron acted as if he did not see the gaze of Kronos, who wished to tear him limb from limb, and greeted him with a smile:

"Your Majesty, I trust you have been well."

Kronos narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with extreme vigilance as he gripped his sickle tightly.

So many years had passed, and he still did not know Theron's true strength. With his cautious and suspicious nature, he dared not be the least bit careless.

He did not move, and naturally, Theron did not move either. As the two stood in a standoff, the battle on the other side had already begun in earnest.

Zeus charged toward the Titans with irresistible power. The gods, who had long since witnessed Zeus's strength, were shocked and hurriedly used the power of their laws to resist.

But Zeus's power was too great; he was already able to trade blows with Kronos, who possessed the power of the King of Gods. Now, facing these ancient Titans, he displayed a completely crushing posture.

Moreover, a scepter had appeared in his hand at some point, with lightning flickering upon it. The terrifying power of the lightning caught the gods off guard, and they didn't even have the ability to block a single strike.

Not to mention that Zeus had the help of other gods behind him.

Poseidon let out a fierce roar, the earth cracking inch by inch, and the endless ocean water, under his control, roared toward the gods.

The momentum was immense. Only then did the gods discover that Poseidon held a trident in his hand; every time he swung it, the ocean would boil, as if roaring along with him.

Not only that, but in the endless gloom, an invisible figure quietly circled behind the Titans. When he launched his attack, the gods didn't even know what had happened.

When Zeus had gone with Poseidon and Hades to rescue the Cyclopes, they had obtained three divine artifacts.

They were the Thunder Scepter, capable of controlling lightning; the Sea God's Trident, which could manipulate the ocean; and the Invisibility Helmet, which could hide one's form.

With these three artifacts, Poseidon and Hades, who were not weak to begin with, instantly possessed the power to fight the ancient Titans head-on, and Zeus... was already unafraid of Kronos's kingly power!

The unusual ferocity of these three gods was quickly noticed by King of Gods Kronos.

His gaze fell upon the Thunder Scepter in Zeus's hand and the trident in Poseidon's hand. Sensing the familiar fluctuations on the weapons, the King of Gods' face instantly turned incredibly vivid.

He felt the same aura from those two weapons as he did from the sickle in his own hand.

This meant that those two weapons had the same origin as his sickle—they were all divine artifacts capable of destroying the world—and in this world, only those three could forge such artifacts.

"Cyclopes..."

Kronos quickly understood what had happened. He said these four words through gritted teeth.

Kronos knew the abilities of the Cyclopes better than anyone; after all, if he hadn't had the sickle in his hand, he wouldn't have been able to deal with the powerful first-generation King of Gods, Uranus.

And now, history was repeating itself. The three giants had once again forged invincible artifacts, but this time, the King of Gods to be defeated was him, Kronos.

It seemed that after all the twists and turns, nothing had changed; only the roles had been swapped.

"No, I will never be defeated like Uranus! Fate favors me!"

Kronos let out a low, angry, and unwilling roar, but before he could think of a way to respond, accompanied by a loud shout from Zeus, surging lightning struck the ground, causing massive fissures to rip open across the earth.

From the endless abyss, three figures, several times larger than mountains, were climbing out. They were ugly, with a full hundred arms and fifty heads, and the moment they saw the light of day, they let out deafening roars.

They were... the Hecatoncheires!

"Zeus! You actually dare to release these giants?!" Kronos's eyes were bloodshot; he could no longer remain calm.

It was not just him; the other Titans also felt the terrifying threat.

One had to know that these three Hecatoncheires had been imprisoned by Uranus precisely because they were too powerful—even more powerful than the twelve Titans!

When Kronos first became King of Gods, Gaia had wanted to ask him to release these giants, but Kronos had refused, precisely because these giants were too powerful and would threaten his position as King of Gods.

So he never expected that Zeus would be so bold as to release these terrifying monsters!

"Stop him!" Kronos could no longer remain calm. He roared, "Do not let him release the Hecatoncheires!"

The other Titans also realized the severity of the situation, clearly knowing that if the Hecatoncheires were released, they would have no chance left.

Thus, for a moment, all the Titans went all out. They briefly broke free from the entanglement of the Olympian Gods and rushed toward Zeus like madmen, wanting to stop him from continuing to release the giants.

Even Kronos could not spare a thought for Theron for the moment, using the world-creating power of the King of Gods to attack Zeus frantically.

Wave after wave of the power of laws surged, converging into a massive and terrifying force that rushed toward Zeus.

This was an all-out attack fused from six ancient Titans and one King of Gods. Under this terrifying power, the earth was cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the magma and seawater erupting from the fissures intertwined into a boiling vortex.

This attack was so terrifying that even the mere aftermath caused the entire world to crumble!