Boom!
The shockwave rolled back, and the three Hecatoncheir's magnificent bodies were sent flying out uncontrollably like weak dolls.
The entire Underworld was shocked, and countless dead souls screamed.
The three Hecatoncheir stood up and prepared to pounce at Tartarus again.
At this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar gentle voice sounded in the ears of the three Hecatoncheir.
"Aries, Kotos, Gurgus.”
" My poor children, stop. Tartarus is about to awaken. Don't provoke 'His' hostility. Otherwise, what awaits you will be the most miserable outcome.”
Mother of Gods.
The three mother gods of the Hecatoncheir said.
"Mother…..”
The Hecatoncheir hesitated. On one hand, it was because of the duty given by the Ruler of Gods, and on the other hand, it was because of the persuasion of its own Mother God. They did not know what to do for a moment.
"Don't be afraid."
