A Seer in Greece: Part 8

"Lord Kronos, you must understand that Uranus was the Divine King because he had gained the world's recognition."

"He first became the symbol of masculinity, the origin of patriarchy, and the ruler of the sky. Only then did he become the supreme Divine King."

Kronos frowned as he listened. Something seemed to stir in his mind, but it was too vague and faint for him to grasp.

"In the Chaos World, aside from a handful of gods, all other gods are his descendants. And every additional god means an additional law, each of which plays a crucial role in perfecting the world."

"That is why the world recognizes him. Therefore, aside from the origin of the Chaos World itself, no one can defeat Uranus, the supreme Divine King."

As Kronos listened to Theron's explanation, his brow furrowed ever deeper. The words sounded as though Theron were stressing that Uranus was simply impossible to defeat.

But if that was the case, why had he given such a prophecy a thousand years ago?

Confusion, doubt, and countless other emotions swirled in Kronos's heart. Still, he restrained the urge to question him and humbly asked, "Then what do you mean...?"

"You cannot defeat a supreme Divine King recognized by the world. No one in this world can. The only one you can defeat is the powerful ruler of the sky."

Kronos's eyes immediately lit up. He seemed to realize something, and sure enough, Theron continued.

"Patriarchy and masculinity are the keys to the world's recognition of him. They are the root of everything. As long as his patriarchy and masculinity are erased, he will no longer be the supreme Divine King recognized by the world. He will merely be a powerful god of the sky."

"And each of you Twelve Titans is a powerful god. Against a sky god who merely possesses great divine power, the scales of victory may not remain unchanged."

"I see, I see..." Kronos's eyes shone uncontrollably. Only then did he understand the purpose of that sickle.

Even a divine weapon forged by the greatest godsmith in the world might not be able to harm Uranus, the supreme Divine King, on a frontal battlefield.

So this weapon had never been meant for a direct confrontation. It was meant for a sneak attack—to castrate patriarchy and masculinity!

An idea immediately formed in Kronos's heart, but he still suppressed his excitement and thrill. He bowed to Theron once more, even more respectfully than before.

"O great god of prophecy, you are so wise. Your far-reaching vision is truly admirable. You have helped me greatly. How can I repay you?"

Kronos was no fool. He had already deeply realized that the seemingly weak god before him was anything but simple. With Gaia's hints, he had even begun to suspect that Theron might not be a god of prophecy at all, but a god of fate.

Under such circumstances, even though he had received Theron's guidance, he did not believe he could give nothing in return.

In this world, what was free was the most expensive.

Theron smiled helplessly. He had intended to refuse, but seeing that Kronos remained insistent, he thought for a moment before saying, "Then be like your father. Once you ascend to the throne of Divine King, grant me one condition."

Things Fated to Happen

"Once you become the Divine King, fulfill one condition for me."

Such a simple sentence set off stormy waves in Kronos's heart.

Yet it was not the demand for a condition that affected him, but the words before it—once he became the new Divine King.

Kronos was an extremely cautious god. Whether before Gaia or after meeting Theron, he had always spoken only of overthrowing this brutal rule and ending these painful days.

He had never revealed even the slightest ambition to lay claim to the throne of Divine King.

It was not that he had never entertained such thoughts. It was simply that among the Twelve Titans, he truly was not considered powerful.

Everyone wanted to overthrow the Divine King now, so they remained united. But once the seemingly invincible enemy known as the Divine King was defeated, conflict would inevitably erupt among the Twelve Titans, because no one would not want to become the Divine King.

And under such circumstances, Kronos was not confident that he could defeat his other brothers.

The other Titans were one thing; he might not be without a chance against them. But Oceanus, the strongest Titan and lord of the great currents, was the one opponent Kronos believed he could not defeat at all.

Yet Theron had directly said that he would become the new Divine King.

Was this a new prophecy? A prophecy about him?

Kronos's heart burned uncontrollably. He had wanted to endure it, but in the end, anticipation and unease made him unable to stop himself from asking in a low voice, "Respected Lord Theron, do you believe I will become the new Divine King?"

"Yes." Theron nodded with a smile. "As for the matters that concern you, before destined fate, they are not problems."

"You need only remember that your humility and courage will bring you good fortune. As long as you possess these noble virtues, fate stands on your side."

Those words seemed to imply that Theron, who might be the god of fate, would perhaps help him at a crucial moment.

Kronos understood Theron's hint and was overjoyed. He hurriedly bowed again in thanks.

Although he did not know how Theron's meager divine power could help him, for some reason, he felt reassured.

"Remember, do not act recklessly. You must make full preparations before taking action," Theron earnestly instructed at the end of their conversation.

"I will, respected Lord Theron," Kronos replied just as solemnly.

Having received his answer, he soon took his leave. Watching his departing back, Theron could clearly feel his divine power rapidly growing. It was already close to reaching intermediate divine power.

This meant that he had once again advanced the course of fate.

Moreover, after a thousand years of exploration, Theron had discovered that the more powerful the person whose fate he advanced, the more power he gained.

By prophesying Uranus's ascension as Divine King, Theron had risen directly from meager divine power to lesser divine power.

Now, he had prophesied the end of this age and Kronos's ascension as the new Divine King. This had brought him to the brink of breaking through from lesser divine power to intermediate divine power, only one step away.

At this level, he had finally formed a subtle connection with the world and could wield a portion of fate's power.

Previously, he had been too weak—so weak that he could not even use his own divine authority. His divine power had simply been too meager to support it. Now he could use it in a basic manner, though it was still difficult.

According to Theron's estimate, he would need to reach great divine power before he could truly wield the power of fate with ease.

There was no helping it. His divine authority was too powerful while he himself was too weak, resulting in this situation.

But he had a feeling that when Uranus was completely overthrown and a generation of Divine King came to an end, he would certainly reach intermediate divine power.

And when Kronos ascended as the second-generation Divine King, he might even touch the threshold of great divine power.

That rate of advancement was simply terrifying.

The living beings of this world had yet to develop. The many gods and humans had not yet been born, and the fates belonging to them had not yet appeared. Yet by the era of only the second-generation Divine King, Theron might already be close to catching up to the Twelve Titans.

It was hard to imagine how powerful Theron would become once this world truly flourished.

But for now, that day was still far away.

"There is still too little I can do now." Theron could not help sighing as he continued to wait patiently for those fated events to unfold and appear.

With his deliberate guidance, he knew that day would not take too long to arrive.

In the blink of an eye, several more decades passed. During those decades, all was calm, and nothing happened.

Having completely relaxed because of the words of the Three Fates, Uranus continued to humiliate the Twelve Titans at will. And as the Twelve Titans grew stronger, his torment became increasingly cruel.

But as always, he ignored the weak Kronos. Even though he knew Kronos might have hidden beside Gaia out of fear of him, he did not care in the slightest. He even found it amusing.

Such a weakling did not even deserve a second glance from him.

He was so arrogant and conceited that he failed to notice anything unusual between Gaia and Kronos. He did not even notice when Kronos quietly received that fated sickle from Gaia.

This weapon, forged within Gaia's body by the Cyclopes, who were born godsmiths, had a strange shape and contained the most fundamental power of the Mother Earth. Therefore, it would not harm Gaia.

Moreover, because the Cyclopes had forged it from Gaia's furious rage, holding it gave one the feeling of possessing endless power.

It contained the resentment and hatred accumulated over thousands of years. It was the strongest and sharpest counterattack of the Mother Earth, who was not skilled in battle.

On this day, heaven and earth joined together once more, plunging the entire world into chaos, even more disorderly and frenzied than ever before.

Because this time, it was Mother Earth Gaia who had taken the initiative to invite it.

Uranus was delighted. For over a thousand years, Gaia had shown him nothing but resistance. This was the first time in a thousand years that Gaia had willingly responded to him, and it made Uranus involuntarily recall the sweetness and affection they had shared a thousand years ago.

He inevitably descended into madness, not suspecting anything was wrong.

He only believed that Gaia had finally come to her senses and was willing to lower her head and reconcile with him, because he was the Divine King, and the Divine King could never be wrong.

Just as excitement caused him to briefly lose his reason, the twelve Titan children he had always looked down upon quietly approached the tightly intertwined heaven and earth.

"It is time." Rhea spoke, her gaze toward Kronos gentle yet encouraging.

Because of their divine authorities, Rhea, the goddess of the passage of time, and Kronos, the god of time and space, were fated to be husband and wife. From beginning to end, she had also been the one who supported Kronos the most.

The other Titans said nothing, but all wore tense expressions as they watched Kronos grip the sickle tightly. They all knew what this day meant, and they also understood the miserable fate that awaited them if they failed.

It made them uncontrollably nervous, Kronos included.

Kronos took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the churning emotions in his heart. The look in his eyes gradually became resolute as he said, "Yes. It is time."

Beyond Words

Heaven and earth joined together once more, and the world was filled with chaos, seemingly no different from any previous time.

At the edge of the world, in the unseen void, Theron was jolted awake from his slumber. He felt the divine power within him suddenly begin to grow. In a single instant, his former bottleneck shattered, and he reached intermediate divine power.

Theron immediately realized something. From within the void, his gaze fell upon the still-entwined heaven and earth.

Almost at the exact moment his gaze arrived, the tightly overlapping heaven and earth suddenly separated, and the screams of Uranus, the supreme Divine King, resounded throughout the world.

The power erupting from the Divine King because of his pain instantly swept across the earth. The lush plants that had flourished after a thousand years of growth were wiped out in the blink of an eye. Under that unparalleled, uncontrolled force, the entire world was left riddled with devastation.

Only then did the Twelve Titans, who had been hiding behind the towering peaks formed by Gaia's body, emerge one after another. At their head stood Kronos, gripping the sickle.

Kronos's expression was resolute. The instant he decided to act, all hesitation and uncertainty vanished, because he no longer had any way back. The other Titans were the same.

They had already stood against Uranus, the supreme Divine King. There was no room for reconciliation. If they failed, eternal imprisonment awaited them.

Success or death!

At that moment, Uranus was both shocked and enraged. Everything had happened too quickly. By the time he reacted, the supreme might of the Divine King was rapidly draining away along with the symbol of his masculinity that had been severed.

In the span of a blink, he had lost nearly half his divine power! His divinity continued to fall, and the world's recognition was leaving him!

Uranus did not even have time to deal with the traitors. He reached for the bloody mass of flesh on the ground and roared furiously, "Give it back!"

For a god—especially a powerful creator god like him—such bodily damage could easily be restored. But the enemy had used a divine artifact. What fate destroyed were concepts and laws.

Even so, as long as he could retrieve that mass of flesh, he could still heal himself and reclaim his masculinity and patriarchy.

Naturally, the Twelve Titans would not simply stand by and watch him recover his power. They did everything in their power to stop him.

Uranus had now lost the might of the Divine King, but he was still the powerful ruler of the sky. In his madness, he erupted with all his strength, and even the Twelve Titans working with everything they had could only barely hold him back.

Seeing that he was about to reach that mass of flesh, Kronos made a decisive move. He grabbed it and hurled it into the distance.