The stirrings of the demonic star...
Hades quietly observed the young man. There was only one situation that could cause the demonic star to stir, and that was if the boy was a perfect Dark Warrior, just like Cheshire. Both were perfect Dark Warriors.
A perfect Dark Warrior!
Ordinarily, the existence of such a Dark Warrior was exceedingly rare, each one born a miracle. When Cheshire appeared, Hades, as a rational god, already considered it a miracle.
But...
He never imagined that in such a short time, he would encounter a second perfect Dark Warrior. The idea of actively seeking out such perfect Dark Warriors? Theoretically, it was almost impossible.
It comes back to this: a perfect Dark Warrior represents a miracle. If you are lucky, you encounter one. If not, actively searching for one is absolutely impossible.
Hades thought for a moment and then said quietly, "Since that's the case, I'll wait here for a while."
Hades waited patiently. He wanted to see whether this young man, a perfect Dark Warrior or an ascetic, would receive the blessing of Tartarus or his own father. If he did, it would be a true windfall.
Hades was in no hurry. After all, retrieving his essence was right in front of him. No need to rush. He would wait to see if the boy's life reached its end or if he received a blessing and grace.
As time passed, a year, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years...
Ten thousand years!
Until!
When the boy's life was at its limit, and his life was gradually consumed by the laws of death and the undead, Hades realized that the blessing wasn't coming. If that was the case, it was time to release the restless demonic star.
Otherwise, when the boy died, his soul would be meaningless. A perfect Dark Warrior was perfect in both soul and body. If he died, it would be utterly pointless.
At that moment, as a trace of divine power emerged, a shadow gradually appeared. It was the shadow of Kronos, but it seemed different from the true Kronos.
At least, Hades, though wearing an invisibility helmet forged by the laws, could only exhibit about fifty to sixty percent of his divine power.
And his father did not notice this, proving that this Kronos was very special. He wasn't the true form of his Titan King father.
"Ruler of the heavens, earth, sea, and underworld, master of all, supreme Titan King!"
"You!"
"A devoted believer, offering you the most loyal faith!"
The boy knelt on the ground, respectfully bowing to Kronos with the most devout ceremony. Kronos's expression remained calm as he said indifferently, "Devout believer, what kind of blessing do you seek?"
"I hope..." The boy respectfully said, "I hope that before the undead within me are completely dead, I will never truly die."
"Granted." Kronos opened his hand, and a trace of divine power entered the boy's body. As the divine power settled in, Kronos's shadow disappeared.
The sound of a heartbeat emerged from the boy, and his entire aura surged with terrifying intensity. The endless surging divine power seemed to engulf everything.
Traces of the undead's divine power and laws began to form. This was the blessing of the Titan King, Kronos, and it was very special.
For the Greek Mythology World, Kronos, the second-generation king, was almost the most special of all the god-kings.
The first god-king, Uranus, though ruling over everything, didn't receive deference from Tartarus and Pontus. Therefore, he only ruled the heavens and the earth.
Only Kronos, with his absolutely terrifying divine power and true support from the Earth Goddess, ruled over the heavens, earth, sea, and underworld, including the stars. He was the most perfect and special god-king.
As for the subsequent god-kings, Hades, Poseidon, Zeus, Abel, Athena, and so on, each was incomplete. They were god-kings only in their domain, not masters of everything.
Therefore, Kronos's blessing was almost a world's grace. As his father's shadow disappeared, Hades released the demonic star.
The demonic star turned into a dark purple skull, with a strange smile, instantly piercing the boy's body. The boy, who was receiving the blessing, let out a crazed roar, his body trembling with a terrifying, strange intensity.
In a short time.
When the Dark Cloth settled on him, he had recovered. He turned and walked to Hades, kneeling respectfully on one knee, saying, "Tianchou Star: Death Beetle, Scarab: Stand! At your service, Lord Hades."
Hades nodded indifferently and placed Stand into the demonic star. As everything concluded, Kronos's shadow appeared again.
He was furious, searching meticulously. This was a rare blessing from the Titan King, not to say the first, but very rare. Yet, after blessing, his follower vanished?
Kronos couldn't accept it, but despite his search, he found nothing. His unique identity prevented him from staying longer, so he left.
Hades remained calm, quietly whispering, "Father, your blessing truly helped me cultivate a perfect Dark Warrior. With your blessing at its core, a perfect Dark Artifact can be forged."
Hades initially hoped for a windfall and never expected to achieve it. He not only gained a perfect Dark Warrior but also the most perfect material for forging a Dark Artifact.
The blessing of the Titan King, Kronos!
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