In the Kronos Kingdom, Hades basked in the sunlight, eyes closed as he enjoyed a full-body massage from the beauties around him.
Among them were his many consorts, including Queen Ananke. Hades made time for them in his daily life.
He had just finished the day's training. Under the crushing force of Gravity, he felt immense pressure every single day.
Ordinary exercise could not achieve the same effect, even after days and nights without rest.
The grueling training strengthened Hades further, honing both his body and his will in every respect.
He could even temper his body with Haki as he trained.
After all these years, no one knew how strong Hades had become. At the very least, he was absolutely confident he could face any opponent, even Rocks.
Hades had always known that, before absolute strength, everything else amounted to nothing.
With his family, Hades was gentle, keeping his aura completely restrained.
Before outsiders, it was another story.
Even his subordinates regarded him with awe.
That was necessary to maintain his rule.
His near-perfect physique was as formidable as a demon god's. Every inch of bone and muscle, even his flesh, had been tempered again and again, growing ever more fearsome.
But that was only the progress visible on the surface.
There were aspects of it that others could not perceive.
Over the years, Hades had learned to divide his attention, tempering his body with Haki while training under crushing pressure.
His command of Haki and his body had steadily deepened.
He no longer tempered his body as a single whole.
He had taken the use of Haki for tempering to a deeper level, making it far more effective.
Hades could direct his Haki to temper his bones, meridians, skin, blood, and muscles separately.
Compared with tempering his whole