Inside the Titan Temple, the deadlock of the four gods had been completely broken. In the next moment, the four gods moved simultaneously without hesitation, delivering ruthless strikes, each a fatal offensive aimed at claiming the other's life.
The four gods fought rapidly, their clashes echoing through the temple. As the sharp cold light flashed, Cronus took a step back and said lightly, "Compared to Hades, Poseidon and Zeus, you are too immature."
The two gods felt the weight of his words. Undeniably, in the battle just now, they recognized that Hades had completely crushed them in skill and control over the law. The disparity was too glaring to ignore, leaving them with little hope of victory.
Poseidon remained calm but resolute, while Zeus grappled with his frustration, pondering how Hades had grown so formidable. Nevertheless, he pushed those thoughts aside; engaging in a war against Hades at this stage was foolish.
Hades spoke calmly, "Father God, such small actions are meaningless; your weakness is evident."
"Hehehe" Cronus flicked the scythe of space in his hand, releasing strands of space laws. "Hades! Your statement is amusing, but I've never been one for petty tricks. Defeating you will be simple; you are much weaker than I anticipated!"
As his words hung in the air, Cronus shifted from defense to offense. Endless divine power radiated from him, enveloping the entire world in an aura of dread, making even the earth tremble at his might.
"Hades!" Cronus declared, "Poseidon! Zeus! Show me what strength you possess to resist me. If you lack the power, death will be your only fate."
With indifference, Hades replied, "No matter how hard you try, your frailty is clear to see."
Cronus, with a piercing gaze, acknowledged Hades's truth. Despite his diminished authority and ultimate power, he was still a Titan King. When angered, the world trembled; in calmness, it found peace.
The current Cronus was like a coiled spring. If he could break free, he would reclaim his former glory, stepping beyond the reach of fate itself. However, to do so required the lives of Hades, Poseidon, and Zeus. Each god was aware of this grim reality, and survival had become their primary instinct.
"Chaos torrential rain!" Cronus unleashed, transforming his ultimate power into a deluge of dark energy that aimed to engulf the three gods.
In response, Hades summoned magical stars that morphed into skulls, swallowing the black rain. Poseidon conjured a vibrant island, enveloping himself in a dazzling barrier. Meanwhile, Zeus unleashed a storm of lightning from the Thunder Temple, countering Cronus's attack.
With a sinister smile, Cronus proclaimed, "Prepare to witness my true might!" As he opened a rift behind him, a perfect universe emerged—his primordial power on display, the Titan Universe. The battle for survival had truly begun