From the beginning of the world's birth, every god king, even before they were born, was bestowed with their own divine symbols. These symbols serve as a crucial aid for each god-king to overcome the most difficult times in their early existence.
This is the legacy of the king of gods. While it may be referred to as such, the true essence is well understood.
They correspond to the end of the sky in Uranus.
They correspond to Hades' magic star.
They correspond to Poseidon's Atlantis.
They correspond to Zeus's Thunder Temple.
However, Cronus is the most unique among them.
He is Gaia's most beloved child, embodying the essence of her affection.
It can be said that he is a child born from countless loves. As a natural god in the Titan Universe, Cronus benefits from Gaia's indulgence. As the goddess of the earth, Gaia created a divine artifact for Cronus: the Diamond Sand.
This funnel-like artifact can manipulate all time and space. If Cronus were truly angered, he could even shatter the Diamond Sand. At that moment, with Gaia's favor, he would be given another chance.
If Cronus cannot be defeated before the flames of the Diamond Sand are fully consumed, time will rewind, returning to the moment everything began. At that point, everything will restart, reflecting Gaia's preference for Cronus.
Naturally, Cronus seldom utilized such a divine tool, but this time, it failed.
"Cut!"
Hades' voice rang out with determination as his sword fell, causing blood to flow instantly. Cronus's eyes widened in shock; the shattered divine garment could no longer provide protection, leaving a massive scar on his chest.
"Scythe of Power!"
Cronus did not waste words. Despite enduring such a devastating attack, the space scythe fell directly. Suddenly, a terrifying divine power erupted, separating the four realms of the gods.
Accompanied by a muffled groan, Cronus held onto the Scythe of Space, refusing to fall. However, the severe injury was not easily recoverable. Although Hades' power of death did not take immediate effect, it gradually corroded Cronus.
The most significant issue was that this kind of death could only be learned from Cronus himself. Was this not akin to shooting oneself in the foot?
Both Poseidon and Zeus crashed to the ground, simultaneously spitting blood. They exchanged a glance but lacked the time for further words before losing consciousness.
Having managed to breach the protective layer of divine garments with the Diamond Sand, the two gods had pushed themselves to their limits. Under such circumstances, the current state of affairs was hardly surprising.
Similarly, because the two gods fainted, Atlantis and the guardian of the Titan Temple instinctively took them away. However, at this moment, Cronus had no time or thought to attend to them.
Why?
Because Cronus's gaze was fixed on his eldest son, Hades, who lay on the ground, giving an impression of weightlessness. Aside from his handsome yet pale face, he seemed devoid of energy.
Yet, Hades knew his own state well. This weakness was no jest; he was utterly exhausted and had nearly reached his limit.
"Huh"
Exhaling slightly, Hades raised his head and said, "Father God, in the end, it is only you and I who remain."
"Hehehe"
Cronus stood tall, shaking the Scythe of Space in his hand. His sharp eyes glinted as he remarked, "Hades! It seems that the two of us are here in the end! Indeed, I should have realized it long ago. The moment you were born, the moment you broke free from the seal, I should have known that the one destined to overthrow my rule in the prophecy is no longer Zeus, but you."
Currently, Cronus had reached an extreme state.
His divine authority had been stripped away, the ultimate power of the twelve main gods of the Titans had been significantly weakened, and his divine garment was shattered. He was injured by the three god-killing powers.
Now, for the first time since his birth, Cronus had never been so vulnerable. He had reached his peak, but this was not the end. Suddenly, he raised his hand and crushed the Diamond Sand with one motion.
The raging flames began to burn as Cronus spoke softly, "Hades, you should be well aware of what the Diamond Sand represents. If you cannot defeat me, everything will begin anew."
"Enough."
Hades flicked the Pluto Sword in his hand, speaking calmly, "The time is more than sufficient. Father God, let me bring this final battle of the Titans to an end. Although I detest being controlled by fate, my era is dawning, and as a remnant of the old era, there is no place for you in the new world."
"Hahaha"
"What madness!"
Cronus laughed triumphantly as the divine emblem reappeared behind him. His ultimate power ignited wildly, without concern for the consequences. Endless divine energy surged, and his eyes glowed with terrifying light. Cronus showed no regard for the cost; he was prepared to fully expend his ultimate power.
Behind Hades, the light resembling a dark universe emerged, representing his ultimate power. Now, reaching this point, it was time for him to ignite his hard-won strength.
Ultimate power!
In essence, while it completely replaces the will of the gods, its use often leads to various anomalies, perhaps because it is the root of all.
When Hades harnesses his ultimate power, the dark Underworld will arise, while Cronus will set ablaze his divine emblem.
"Scythe of Power!"
"Great Eclipse!"
The Space Scythe and the Hades Sword clashed once more.
Hades and Cronus engaged in battle again.
Ultimately, this clash of the Titans concluded with the confrontation between father and son, leading to a definitive outcome. No one could predict exactly how the Titan War would end, but the result was soon to unfold.
The entire world awaited in silence, eyes turned to the sky. At some point, darkness shrouded the universe while pink flames engulfed the scene, each covering the world almost equally.
It seemed evident who would emerge victorious from this divine confrontation. Everyone quietly awaited the conclusion, anticipating the resolution of this final battle.
Hades!
Cronus!
Would the new generation of god kings claim the ultimate victory?
Or would the old god-king defend his dominion once more?
No one could say for certain, but everyone was patiently waiting for the outcome of this decisive clash.