Whirring—
"Zeus, can you only run?"
"Your level as a Divine King seems just so-so."
The chaotic void stirred like a flowing stream under the disruption of power, near the entrance to the Abyss, Asmodeus watched Zeus, who stood with his back against the portal.
It must be said that compared to a thousand years ago, Zeus had indeed grown much stronger. Perhaps the Fruit of One Day played a role, but regardless, the strength was palpably real.
"Hah, run? An existence like you, if you dare to step into the present world, I could suppress you with a flip of my hand—Lord of Hell, you are merely a creature that hides its head but shows its tail!"
From within the Abyss, outside the Myriad Abyss Plains in the void, Zeus responded with a cold laugh.
His colossal true body surrounded by lightning, the huge Celestial Sphere slowly rotating above his head. Big talk was easy to make, although the opponent's power was great, it was far from overwhelming him.
