Chapter 94: Brotherly Bonds And Respectful Siblings
The battle had just begun, and she immediately transformed into a brilliant divine light, charging straight at the Goddess of Intelligence Phoebe!
The powerful Hera, possessing part of the God King’s greatness, entered a berserk state the moment they clashed.
Her power intertwined with her anger, and the divine power storm pouring out was terrifying beyond measure. Phoebe, who had already witnessed her prowess, dared not underestimate her in the slightest and immediately focused entirely on responding.
Meanwhile, the sacred Goddess Queen Rhea worried that Hera facing Phoebe alone might still suffer a loss.
The great Mother Goddess of “flow,” “motion,” “vitality,” and “operation” suddenly joined the battlefield!
Under the enhancement of her great authority, even the bright Goddess of Intelligence Phoebe could no longer keep up with the depth of her wisdom with the speed of her thoughts.
Phoebe was already being suppressed, but for these three top goddesses to decide a victor, it was still far off.
After Goddess Queen Rhea joined the battlefield, it could still only be described as a stalemate.
The other Second Generation Titans also successively joined the battlefield, each selecting opponents.
The berserk Atlas, and his younger brother, the reckless and arrogant Menoetius, once again faced the righteous “gang-up” from the Oceanic Pantheon gods!
Although their power was strong, under the siege of numerous Ocean Gods, they were still being pinned down and beaten.
The sullen Goddess Eurynome was particularly ruthless in her strikes at this moment.
She too harbored pent-up frustration in her heart, needing a thorough and exhilarating battle to vent the resentment in her chest!
The newly defected Prometheus was now watching this chaotic and terrifying battlefield from afar, truly not wanting to join it.
It was not just emotional resistance; even rationality told him this was not his battlefield.
Although he was one of the elite among the Second Generation Titans, with extraordinary power.
But it depended on who he was compared to.
Goods compared to goods must be thrown away; gods compared to gods must die!
He was one of the rare wisdom-using gods in the Iapetus Family.
He was the one in the family who could wield both pen and sword, brave and strategic, responsible for the strategic wisdom.
Charging into battle and storming the front lines was truly not his specialty.
He looked at his Father God Iapetus, who was unleashing divine might on the battlefield, and couldn’t help but shiver.
His father’s current terrifying form, powerful almost beyond description, was a posture he had never seen before, so powerful it was suffocating even for gods!
Moreover, his father actually wielded the God King’s supreme divine artifact!
Yet, even such a powerful father was still held back by four Titans joining forces at this moment, unable to break free.
He then looked at Hestia, the warm and kind Goddess of Fire. She was beautiful and gentle in daily life, but who would have thought that on the battlefield she would become so berserk and terrifying!
Now, several nearby nebulae were being burned and swept by her toward his father. Even the current father god dared not be careless against her.
Prometheus secretly estimated that if it were him against Hestia, purely in terms of combat power, it would be a close match.
Himself half a catty of scrap iron, Hestia eight taels of gold.
He then looked at Poseidon and the Star Giant Gods who were shaking the universe and commanding stellar waves, with even less thought of joining in.
His divine body was strong, but compared to that vast stellar river wave formed by stars, it seemed far too vulnerable.
The divine body he had painstakingly shaped could not be destroyed like this; it would be too much of a pity.
When his gaze turned to the berserk Goddess Hera who was unleashing divine might on the battlefield at this moment, even as a powerful Titan great god, he couldn’t help but swallow.
He even felt fear toward this goddess.
Clearly, these goddesses were so gentle and approachable in daily life, yet why did they become so terrifying on the battlefield!
He scanned around and finally locked his gaze on his two older brothers.
Atlas and Menoetius, surrounded by the Oceanic Pantheon gods and being beaten mercilessly.
At this moment, their battlefield was instead the “calmest.”
Being unilaterally gang-beaten was, of course, very calm excluding the screams of pain.
Even though brothers Atlas and Menoetius were top elites among the Second Generation Titans and Titans skilled in battle.
But under the joint siege of over a dozen of the most powerful Ocean Gods, they were still pinned down and beaten, utterly powerless to fight back.
In the end, they were outnumbered.
The Oceanic Pantheon gods were not to be trifled with either!
Among the top great gods of the Oceanid Lineage, there were the Goddess of Wisdom Metis, the mother of Atlas and his three brothers Clymene, as well as Styx and Eurynome.
Any one of these gods picked at random was an existence who could go toe-to-toe with anyone below the God King and Primal Titans.
If three or five teamed up, even Primal Titans would have to treat them seriously.
Prometheus glanced again at Hades, who stood silently by the side without joining the battle but holding the rear.
He did not know exactly how strong Hades was.
But he knew Hades was certainly extremely strong.
In the last defeat of the Olympus Gods, if Hades had not acted at the critical moment, the Olympus Gods would surely have lost miserably, perhaps even utterly routed.
Such terrifying power capable of changing the battlefield situation was enough to prove Hades’s fearsomeness and strength.
After surveying all the battle zones, Prometheus ultimately chose to attack his eldest and second brothers.
After all, this was currently the act that best demonstrated loyalty!
Prometheus sighed inwardly, silently saying “sorry” to his two older brothers.
‘Big Brother, Second Brother! I’m doing this for your future too!’
He then resolutely charged toward his brothers, unhesitatingly joining the lineup ganging up on his brothers.
The brothers Atlas and Menoetius, who were barely holding on without any discouragement, saw their younger brother Prometheus charging into the starry sky battlefield. At first, they were worried in their hearts, fearing he might suffer in the battle.
However, the next instant, they were shocked to discover something was off!
Their younger brother, his firm charge direction, was actually coming straight at them, his brothers!
This time, they were truly broken.
The berserk Atlas, under the extreme rage of betrayal, became even more berserk, his divine power surging even fiercer around him.
He let out a deafening roar: “My brother, Prometheus, what exactly are you doing?!”
“Who has clouded your mind?! How could you stand with the traitors?!”
Atlas’s eyes were filled with shock, anger, and utter disbelief. Even after Prometheus had already struck him, he still could not believe this was really happening.
Prometheus, hearing this, gritted his teeth inwardly but did not stop his attacks.
While shouting loudly: “My dear brothers, God King Cronus’s decaying order has brought eternal stagnation and entrapment to the universe; the gods all live in oppression and injustice!”
“The illustrious Zeus, he has brought a just and sacred new order!”
“I have only chosen the most correct path, following the most worthy god to follow!”
