The four gods were intertwined, their divine powers writhing together. Hades, Poseidon, and Zeus remained vigilant, fully aware that even facing a weakened Father God, any moment of carelessness could lead to fatal consequences.
"Phenomena dominate!" Cronus declared, opening his hand. Instantly, space and time flowed in a strange manner, infused with the pure concept of 'death.' As Hades observed, he paused, deep in thought.
No! It wasn't merely death; it was the essence of 'death.' Death signifies the dissolution of all things, while 'death' as an essence embodies both life and death—the root of all existence.
"Hehehe" Cronus chuckled, "Hades, observe closely. As God the Father, I will teach you what true death is!"
"Death karma fire!" With a flick of his hand, a monstrous flame erupted. This 'death' fire had the power to consume everything, representing the most fundamental aspect of death itself—Cronus's mastery over divine power.
"Die." Hades quietly regarded the oncoming death flames, contemplating deeply. This was not just an attack but an aggregate of many laws; while death wasn't the strongest, it was undeniably potent.
Stepping into 'death,' Hades felt the endless flames slowly envelop him, consuming his divine power and laws as he sank deeper into the concept of 'death.'
"Hades..." Cronus observed Hades's daring actions with intrigue. While he had intended this as a lesson, he recognized the peril: if Hades could not escape, he would indeed perish. But escaping death was no easy feat.
At that moment, from the heart of the death flames, Hades stepped out, calm as ever. "Father God, this concept of 'death' doesn't seem so daunting."
"Hahaha" Cronus laughed, genuinely surprised. "Hades! I never anticipated you would emerge so quickly. Even I struggled at your age, teetering on the edge of death as I grasped its essence. Yet, you've done it in such a short time. Your aptitude surpasses my own."
"Father God! Die!" Poseidon and Zeus, wielding Neptune's Trident and thunderbolts, unleashed their divine powers in an instant. The world dimmed momentarily as Cronus vanished, reappearing in the distance, casting a contemplative gaze upon the three gods.
After a long silence, Cronus spoke gently, "Hades, Poseidon, Zeus, you are truly exceptional. I never imagined you could reach such heights. Is this fate? No! I was too obsessed with the idea of destiny. Your achievements stem from your own efforts."
"Hades! You have surpassed me!"
Shaking his head, Cronus lightened his perspective. He had viewed them merely as fate's chosen, but now he recognized his own role as part of that narrative. Yes! There are no predetermined destinies; rather, hard work and perseverance shape outcomes.
There's a saying: even a pig can fly with the right winds, but in myth, the essence differs. Without enough ability and effort, even with divine assistance, one cannot grow.
Why did Erebus and Nyx aid Hades? They knew he was destined for greatness, but if he lacked diligence, their support would be meaningless.
Cronus had always believed his children were mere products of fate's design, but now he realized the truth. They had genuinely stood before him, earned through their own labor and determination.
"Hahaha" Reflecting on this, Cronus laughed heartily. "Hades, Poseidon, Zeus, I truly underestimated you. Now, I no longer need to hide; facing you head-on is my only path forward."
With an open hand, Cronus centered the space scythe, enveloped in a deep purple light, enhancing his power significantly. The Chu Zhen battle attire adorned his four arms.
In that moment, Cronus's divine power surged, and he proclaimed, "This isn't over! I refuse to let this war drag on any longer!"