The emblem of the gods ignited, unleashing Cronus's ultimate power. Endless divine energy transformed the entire world into a dark purple haze, where beautiful light seemed to devour everything.
"This is my best effort!"
Cronus gripped the scythe of space with one hand, his eyes reflecting an unshakeable peace. He fully released his ultimate power, showcasing the peak of his current abilities. Unlike his past heyday, he had now diminished to the level of a God King god.
In his prime, Cronus had been formidable, standing proudly among the Primordial gods like Pontus, who had once sought to eliminate him. However, after facing Cronus, Pontus had retreated, realizing he was no match for the Titan God King.
Now, despite his weakened state, Cronus still radiated a power that instilled dread. "Father God..." Hades gazed deeply at Cronus, raising the Pluto sword in his hand.
The underworld garment enveloped him, merging with the phantom of the vast World Tree. As the magic star descended onto the Pluto sword, Hades recognized that Cronus had become significantly weaker.
Facing Cronus for the first time brought a sensation of paralyzing fear. It wasn't merely weakness but rather the remnants of a once-mighty force, akin to a human facing a terrifying beast, instinctively trembling and wanting to flee.
"The war must come to an end!" Cronus declared, holding the scythe of space. His seemingly simple attacks concealed lethal intent, as the application of space law reached a level that could instill fear.
Yet Hades was unafraid. He met Cronus's onslaught with the Pluto sword, merging the law of death with his own essence. The clash was like a child's game, but it was in this simplicity that true terror lay—the pure collision of laws.
As time passed, Cronus began to suppress Hades entirely. If this continued, it would be clear to any observer that Hades was doomed. Just then, a trident surged forward, intercepting Cronus's scythe. Poseidon, clad in sea-blue imperial robes, felt the weight of strength in that moment.
"Is this the law of space from Father God?" Poseidon mused, realizing the magnitude of Cronus's power as he joined Hades in the battle.
At that instant, Zeus unleashed his own divine energy, adorned in his radiant heavenly garments. Together, the three gods poured their strength into a united front against Cronus.
"Hahaha Good! Good!" Cronus laughed heartily. "Hades! Poseidon! Zeus! Show me how far you've come! I eagerly await your strength, but don't disappoint me with weakness!"
Brilliant divine power and unfathomable laws erupted from Cronus, transcending into skills honed to their utmost. Despite his current state of decline, he was still an immensely powerful adversary.
Hades, Poseidon, and Zeus, armed with their respective artifacts—the Pluto sword, the Sea Emperor's Trident, and the Thunderbolt—found themselves struggling against Cronus's overwhelming force. As time went on, Cronus's arms began to multiply, growing from four to six, then eight, signifying his increasing power.
Hades realized they could not let this battle drag on; Cronus was gaining strength as they fought.
"Great Eclipse!" Hades shouted, channeling all his power into a single devastating strike.
"Eternal Black Sea!" Poseidon roared, unleashing the monstrous Black Sea through his trident.
"God Killing Thunder!" Zeus declared, unleashing his most potent attack.
At that moment, the three gods combined their might, realizing the urgency of ending the battle quickly.
"Snort! Kamma!" Cronus replied, halting his movements as his eight prosthetic arms launched forward simultaneously. The terrifying speed and power of the attacks transcended space itself.
In an instant, the divine energies clashed, annihilating the Titan Temple. The majestic mountain of Othrys trembled violently, on the verge of collapse. The battle between the Titans had truly reached a fever pitch.