At the mention of the Titans, the principal gods of Zeus's family became restless. Hades and Poseidon were no exception, nor were Hestia, Demeter, and Hera.
Hera would rather surrender her authority than face Cronus. Her fear of her kind old father was obvious.
That was indeed the case. Apart from the dead Zeus, who had nothing left to fear, the remaining five siblings' legs trembled at the very mention of Cronus's name.
During the ten-year Titanomachy, if not for their numerous allies, the six of them alone could never have overthrown Cronus's rule.
"I understand what the King of the Underworld means. Cronus was the second-generation King of Gods and a first-generation Titan. He is powerful and holds a noble status. Once he escapes his prison, he will certainly do everything he can to reclaim the throne."
Russell nodded calmly. "But so what? If he is capable enough, I will give him the throne of the King of Gods without him having to seize it. If he is not... I will make him give up."
His immense confidence was utterly brazen. The gods were speechless, yet they also felt a certain degree of pride.
When they thought of the former Zeus, they found there was simply no comparison.
The expressions of Hades and the others stiffened. Since Russell could make Gaia speak reasonably, he naturally would not fear Cronus and the other Titans. But they themselves were frail and could not endure their old father's long-overdue greetings.
At the thought of attending a meeting in the Hall of Gods with a broadly smiling Cronus sitting across from them, Hades and the others' faces darkened.
Gaia looked displeased. Besides interfering with the new pantheon's government, another reason she had come to the Underworld today was the Titans imprisoned in Tartarus.