"The warning of the world, huh..."
The Divine King had been warned by the world, in this Chaos World that had evolved at an accelerated pace because of Laine, which was a 'reward' even Uranus hadn't had the chance to enjoy.
At this moment, even Cronus himself couldn't help but ponder whether Chaos truly did not want him meddling with the starry sky, so the world, devoid of subjective consciousness, used this unique 'god' to caution him.
Even as he looked at the infant girl before him, if it weren't for the fact that she didn't exhibit the 'special' appearance of the Hekatonkheires, Cronus wouldn't dare be certain whether she was truly a god or not.
"Cronus, although I'm sorry, I might have to retreat for a while,"
the God of Meteorology spoke again amidst the stiff atmosphere.
Upon hearing this, the Divine King's expression changed slightly, and Phoebe at his side opened her mouth but eventually chose not to speak.
