If he were willing, the Fruit of One Day would help him achieve his goal. He could kill this monster once and for all, crushing its every will.
"Hah, so this is the Divine King, another puppet on strings."
Without fear, without flinching, feeling the death that was within arm's reach, and looking at Zeus, who was threatening it but still had expectation in his eyes, Typhon instead laughed heartily.
It knew that Zeus did not understand it, but it had no intention of making him understand. For a being that was a tool from birth, it only wanted to do whatever it wanted to do.
