"Hades!!!"
Cronus's anger burned. Was he playing tricks?
Hades calmly replied, "Father God, this is war. You'd better pay attention."
Following these faint words, Hypnos and Thanatos, standing behind Hades, along with Aether who emerged from the Underworld, formed a battle formation centered around Aether. The three Underworld gods, whose strength had truly reached the level of the Titan Main God, prepared for their assault.
"Sad Breath of Hades!!!"
"Hades' Lament!!!"
Astonishing power burst forth again. This time, it was an incredible impact composed of the three Titan main gods as the core. The force of this blow released endless shock-waves of dark purple divine power, illuminating the entire Underworld.
The most important thing was that even the sleeping Tartarus was awakened. He looked at the battlefield in astonishment, blinking in disbelief. They had already considered that if Hades truly wasn't his opponent, they would intervene to save him.
The result…
Goodness!
Cronus's Pluto avatar was directly overwhelmed. Even if it was a Pluto avatar, it possessed the divine power of the apex of the god kings. Yet, it was unable to withstand the relentless assault of six Sadness of Hades! The current Pluto avatar of Cronus seemed on the verge of collapse, his aura becoming extremely weak.
Of course, the eighteen gods under Hades were also very weak. Sadness of Hades was more powerful than Athena's Excitement, but the consumption of Sadness of Hades was truly tremendous. If one wasn't careful, not only would they weaken, but they could also drain themselves completely.
"Father God."
"You lost."
"Click, Click"
Hades looked at Cronus quietly, his expression calm. With one hand open and accompanied by strange laughter, the aura of the hundred and eight magic stars gradually emerged, and skulls entwined. In the next moment, the surroundings of Hades transformed into dark purple chains, completely binding Cronus, who was already weak to the extreme.
"The Seal of the Magic Star."
With this faint voice, Cronus couldn't move at all; he was completely sealed, with no room for struggle.
Cronus, who was the avatar of Pluto in his heyday, was certainly not afraid of such a seal. What a pity! This was Cronus in a weakened state after enduring six consecutive Sadness of Hades shots, making him easily sealed by Hades.
Like a defeated foe, he was bound by dark purple chains and hung up.
Cronus's anger gradually faded, and he regained his composure. He raised his head to look at Hades.
Although weak, he spoke with admiration: "Hades, you are indeed impressive. You have not used the Lament of the Gods, yet you have forced me to this point. But! Hades, do you think..."
Hades replied calmly, "Father God, if you want to defeat me, it's best to strike directly. Otherwise, with your divine power, as long as you are given a moment to breathe, you will recover. But, Father God, do you really think I will give you that chance?"
Hades rarely showed fluctuations in tone, and such variations made Cronus aware of the problem.
The next moment, Cronus suddenly realized that his divine power was being drained away. Endless divine energy flowed from him, extracted and absorbed by the dark purple chains directly into the magic star.
Suddenly a strand of divine power was swallowed, assimilated, and gradually sent into Hades's divine body.
"Father God."
"That's why I didn't defeat you."
Hades spoke without hiding anything, indifferent. That's right! From the beginning to the end, he never intended to kill Cronus.
His original idea was to weaken Cronus to the extreme using the Lament of the Gods, and finally seal Cronus through the magic star and absorb him with the Golden Apple.
The power of Cronus; this was the simplest and fastest way Hades could think of to improve his divine power without any side effects.
Cronus, the clone of Pluto, shared the same essence of power as Hades. After absorbing it, there would be no problem after a little purification. This kind of power would feel just like his own.
But the problem was that Hades truly didn't expect things to develop to this extent. First, the two Primordial gods gifted him a novice package, providing him with 19 gods of the Underworld, and then Cronus stood there, allowing him to proceed at will.
Hades felt that his Lament of the Gods could no longer be used. If it were possible, wouldn't it be better to save it for Cronus's body? Again, this is war! Winning was the priority, and that would be the best outcome.
As wisps of divine power were withdrawn, Cronus's body gradually became illusory. Originally a clone formed by injecting a vast amount of divine power into the handle of the King of the Underworld, the withdrawal of this divine energy made it apparent that the handles of the King of the Underworld were also being extracted one by one.
"Hehehe"
Cronus regained his composure, feeling his body gradually collapsing. With a smile, he quietly said, "Hades, you are truly remarkable. I look forward to it. I will wait for your arrival in the Temple of Titans, along with your three brothers. Since fate has come to this point, let me see whether the fate of you three brothers can defeat me, or if I will break that fate."
Here we go!
Cronus no longer hesitated and even took the initiative to convey the divine power and the handle of the King of the Underworld. Slowly, his divine body completely dissipated.
And so, the handle of the King of the Underworld: Cronus, came to an unexpected end, in a seemingly simple but profoundly thrilling manner.