Hades gripped the Pluto Sword tightly. Each strike was exceptionally graceful, yet the power behind each blow felt suffocating. Law, divine power, ultimate power—every force was effortlessly channeled through the Pluto Sword, making each strike potentially lethal.
Cronus held the Scythe of Space with a firm grip, showcasing a dazzling display of skill in his movements. His ferocious attacks resembled those of a mad warrior, instilling terror, yet one could not deny their strength. Even severely injured, the Titan God King remained formidable.
"Scythe of Power!"
"Great Eclipse!"
As the two gods launched simultaneous assaults, powerful divine energy cascaded down, seemingly intent on swallowing everything in its path.
Instantly, the sky began to crumble.
The earth shattered.
The heavens fractured.
In that moment, everything was torn apart, yet Hades watched intently, his expression grave and serious, filled with a weighty sense of foreboding.
Hades spoke softly, "Two gods, you have repeatedly failed to navigate this world."
Cronus retorted proudly, "Whether I lose or not is not for you to decide."
Hades ceased the banter, focusing instead on the offensive. Clad in his Underworld robe and wielding the Underworld Sword, he called upon the World Tree entwined with his garment and the magic star that fell upon his blade. With this, he unleashed his ultimate power. At that moment, Hades was fully committed to the fight, sparing no words.
"Bring it on!"
Cronus tossed his hair back, brimming with pride as the majestic Titan God King. He refused to accept defeat; even if he fell, he would not show weakness.
The battle between the two gods raged on.
The flames left in the wake of the collapsed Diamond Sand burned fiercely, suggesting that Cronus's fate was sealed.
As time progressed, Cronus's attacks weakened. The once-mighty Titan God King, having gradually been suppressed by Hades, was showing signs of his diminishing strength.
Pluto, Sea Emperor, and Heavenly Emperor—the authority of the three god kings had been stripped away. Even the Lord of Earth's power, traditionally held by Gaia, was beyond Cronus's reach now, leaving him unable to access all four aspects of his divine authority.
The deaths of the twelve main gods of the Titans, along with their defection in battle, had severely diminished Cronus's ultimate power—a troubling consequence of such loss.
Cronus had discovered a pathway for his ultimate power to move closer to the origin of chaos, yet this process was fraught with difficulty. What happens when the foundation of a pyramid collapses? It creates significant problems.
Hades recognized this dilemma as well. Through careful examination, he realized that avoiding the death of his gods was essential to navigate this perilous path. Hades had confidence in his approach.
With another blow from Poseidon and Zeus, Cronus's protective garments were finally shattered.
At this point, he had been weakened once again.
It could be said that after enduring multiple setbacks and the weight of fate pressing down upon him, the Titan God King had reached his limits.
Though the two gods appeared to be evenly matched, not a single injury marred their forms.
In truth, they were maintaining a delicate balance. It resembled a precarious game; everything seemed perfectly aligned, yet it was fraught with danger. One momentary lapse could disrupt this balance, leading to an instant collapse.
Snap!
When the inevitable crash occurred, it would become a life-or-death struggle.
"Wings of God!"
Endless divine power and laws shimmered in Cronus's eyes as he focused all his strength on the Scythe of Space. The ten brilliant powers descended like a torrent.
"The Splendor of the Underworld!"
Hades unleashed a similar attack, one that seemed to resonate throughout the world—vast, dignified, and radiant. But the simple image of the Underworld gradually emerged, only to be swiftly compressed around the Pluto Sword.
This strike would determine the outcome of the battle.
Hades swung his sword upward, while Cronus brought his scythe down. It appeared that this confrontation was reaching its climax.
A smile crept across Cronus's lips, but in an instant, Hades's sword pierced through his chest, flooding his divine body with an overwhelming sense of death.
It seemed that the battle was drawing to a close.
"Father God."
Hades calmly withdrew the Pluto Sword, regarding Cronus with quiet intensity. "You are defeated."
Defeated? Perhaps!
Hades understood the implications of Cronus's fate, but ultimately, victory and defeat were already apparent, rendering further words unnecessary.
"Hehehe"
Cronus smiled faintly, retreating to his throne with a weakened demeanor. "I have indeed been defeated! Hades, you are truly exceptional. Never did I expect to encounter someone like you."
You, a god, have surpassed me. You followed my path at every step, yet you exceeded me at each turn. You possess remarkable audacity. You went to the Crystal Wall System crossed the Chaos Sea. What you do, I can also anticipate."
"Life or Death."
Hades responded softly, "The line between the two is razor-thin. It's a trivial matter. Life and death—if one lacks the strength to uphold it, it becomes insignificant."
"Hahaha"
"Hades!"
With wild laughter, Cronus exclaimed, "I look forward to it! I am eager to see your future! I want to know, Hades, how far you can go! Will that day come sooner, or will you surpass destiny more quickly?
"I await it eagerly!"
"Hades.
"I will always observe you, always, day by day...
"Watching you..."
As his voice trailed off, Cronus met his end, the flames birthed from the Diamond Sand dissipating. The supreme Titan God King relinquished everything in his final moments, forsaking any chance to reclaim it all.
Rather than saying that Hades defeated Cronus, it would be more accurate to say that Cronus chose his own demise. Even to the end, the supreme Titan God King reveled in his glory. As a Titan God King and the second-generation God King of the world, he was undoubtedly deserving of that title.