Chapter 109: Great Thunder Divine Power! New World!
Zeus also wanted to properly establish his might in front of his new friends and old friends.
No matter when, a god’s power always determines the other gods’ attitude toward him.
If God King Cronus had not been successfully weakened by Zeus, if Cronus did not have Zeus at the forefront matching him evenly.
Then even if he were ever so brutal, there still would not be any god daring to rebel or sit on the fence now.
In this place where no god could probe, Zeus finally wantonly displayed his power, the power of semi-complete Zeus!
He wantonly wielded the “newly” obtained Great Thunder, his majestic divine body transforming into an infinitely majestic Pure Thunder Giant God, infinitely powerful strength erupting fiercely from his body, in an instant the entire underground was infinitely radiant!
Lightning leaped and flashed on his body, the endless darkness around him retreating in just an instant under the endless violent thunder, his heaven-supporting, earth-standing figure nearly breaking through the endless darkness and piercing the earth!
Endless lightning rose and fell one after another, dazzling to the point that all the great gods could not look directly! The rumbling, deafening thunder roared, resounding one after another endlessly!
The terrifying roar made the great gods present tremble in their divinity, a cold feeling enveloping their bodies, they had not yet been struck by the thunder but were already stiff all over, unable to move.
The entire Underworld was filled with dazzling light, even bright to the point of being blinding, darkness vanishing without a trace under this power.
All that remained was that even the Giant Gods of primal Dark Night, profound darkness, earth-shaking Ocean, and pure Matter could not look directly at it, the thunder dragons and lightning serpents interwoven with light and heat.
That illustrious Lord of Lightning, for the first time brought infinite light and heat to this eternal dark underground, terrifying power that could shatter and incinerate everything, easily dispelling the darkness of ten thousand ages.
The great Goddess of Night watched the blinding Zeus, her black profound beautiful eyes emitting a strange brilliance, a mysterious feeling surging more and more intensely deep in her divinity.
Zeus felt the vigorous power erupting within his body, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help curving up, outlining a satisfied arc.
The familiar feeling had finally returned.
That was the ultimate pleasure of controlling supreme authority.
Zeus without Great Thunder, was that still Zeus?
Now in his semi-complete form, he was terrifyingly strong!
The three Cyclopes nearby, their huge single eyes now also revealing extremely horrified expressions.
They had never seen such powerful, such pure thunder and lightning.
This was a sight completely absent from the Cyclopes, completely beyond their cognition.
They themselves did not know that their Primal Law could actually be so powerful!
The three Cyclopes exchanged a glance with each other, they were grateful that their gift had been timely and proactive.
When Zeus severed and took their Laws, they felt the Laws exceptionally excited, utterly compliant.
Afterward, they personally watched the Primal Law being instantly absorbed by Zeus without hindrance, their hearts even more astonished.
When they saw thunder and lightning transforming into myriad forms in Zeus’s hands, the wise ones immediately understood.
The true Master of the Laws had appeared!
When in their control, the Laws were not at all this flexible and ingenious, let alone this powerful.
The difference between the two sides was incomparable, an essential difference.
Even in their hands, the might of thunder, lightning, and thunderbolts was already enough to make the gods fear.
But compared to the Great Thunder now mastered by Zeus, the gap was still too great, a gap beyond what language could describe.
As for the means of control, it was even more incomparable.
Compared to Zeus’s realm of everything as he willed, myriad things under control, they could only summon wind and rain, then call thunder for single attacks, nothing more.
It was not that they lacked wisdom, nor that they lacked dexterity, but that they had not truly mastered it!
They had never truly possessed this supreme Law, merely holding it in custody!
Moreover, only when thunder, lightning, and thunderbolts united as one was it the truly complete Law—Great Thunder!
Only upon meeting their true Master, only under the supreme authority of its true Master, could it truly unleash that truly invincible supreme might!
Zeus felt the lightning authority that was like an extension of his arm, responding to his every whim, felt the foundational authority contained deeper within the lightning authority, the most primal physical Laws of the universe, his heart even more satisfied, confidence and power to control everything filling his divinity.
His sacred sharp gaze arrogantly looked toward the Void, wherever his golden divine eyes looked, it seemed to pierce the boundaries of time and space.
In the formless, shapeless, invisible, intangible place without even the concept of space, Chaos, in that pure Void far from the World and Darkness, a piece of real existing space instantly “exploded” into being!
Under the sacred supreme might, chaotic Void fiercely roiled, emitting silent wailing.
Even more shocking, under the joyful mad dance of thunder dragons and lightning serpents, new existences surprisingly appeared in Chaos, the most primal aggregation of matter and energy!
Countless thunderbolts rampaged wantonly in that Void, carrying the might to destroy and create everything, Tartarus emitted high-pitched and miserable wailing, even the gods could feel the painful churning of that pure Void!
Endless Void under the might of Great Thunder was like a thin sheet of white paper, wantonly ravaged and torn, under Zeus’s power like the most fragile maiden.
Thunderfire ignited newborn vitality, that was the flames of Creation.
Formless gale winds blew up from the Void, dark clouds gathered dark clouds, amid flashing lightning and rumbling thunder, water of life began to appear, matter began to condense, birthed from Void, a piece of primal Earth also appeared accordingly.
A truly brand-new World appeared.
To accomplish all this, Zeus merely let his gaze sweep, without even moving his divine body.
In the span of Zeus’s single thought, the World was born!
Even if still extremely primal, even if extremely crude, even if internal Laws were not yet perfected, a brand-new real World had thus appeared out of thin air in Chaos!
This utterly shocking scene completely stunned all the Gods.
All the great gods present were dumbfounded in place, terrified by this extremely terrifying power into not daring to move, their divinities trembling.
Even though they were all incomparably powerful Giant Gods, possessing power to influence the Universe, what was happening before their eyes still far exceeded their imagination.
This was might beyond the scope of all known gods’ power!
Merely with his divine eyes looking, he could tear open Chaos, and the controlled Laws could instantly begin evolving a World!
Not to mention unheard of, unseen, even thinking of it had never crossed their minds.
This was something no god dared to imagine.
Inconceivable and fear completely enveloped their vast divinities.
The charming Night God of serene allure gazed absent-mindedly at that Small World rapidly evolving.
Earth, fire, water, and wind all present, matter constantly evolving Laws, in time without meaning of time rapidly evolving, becoming ever more colorful, foundational Laws increasingly perfected, an independent true World burgeoning with growth!
What a beautiful new World!
But soon, Tartarus sniffed the scent of this newly born World, even with only the instinct to entangle with existence, even just having been harshly lashed by Zeus!
But this “famished” him still rushed forward at the first moment!
Heaven knows how much he craved the taste of existence.
In the great World, he could only scavenge scraps to eat!
Although this existence was too small, too primal, but!
How fresh and tender she was!
The Small World opened by Zeus was only a dozen times the size of the sun from his previous life, under Tartarus’s devouring, merely an instant to be swallowed existence.
Zeus did not mind, he had only done it to test his power anyway.
Such Small Worlds, he could easily create with a mere thought.
However, Zeus noticed that Lady of Night seemed to really like this new Small World.
The Night God’s gaze revealed rare gentleness and fascination.
Thus, he truly made a serious move.
The supreme Lord of Lightning, that infinitely majestic Thunder divine body, merely swung a great hand to stir up a Void storm, he flung out a whip of lightning.
Lightning hooked that Small World independent of the great World, then linked it with Darkness, equivalent to making this Small World an appendage of the great World.
Then he curved the corner of his mouth, his lightning divine body flickering to arrive at this Small World.
In just an instant, this Small World had not yet been devoured by Tartarus, but instead nearly crushed by the divine power emanating from his Thunder divine body, already cracking overburdened.
He hurriedly restrained some power to avoid excessive destruction, then counter-handedly shattered the surging Void, repelling the still unwilling Tartarus, and converted it into real existing matter.
Under the thunder that tore everything, more matter surged from Void conversion, further strengthening this Small World, letting her regain vitality anew at the edge of collapse.
Endless Creation Thunder guarded and expanded this Small World, thus protecting this new World that had nearly shattered and returned to Void.
After stabilizing the Small World, Zeus merely standing within it felt stifling.
He waved his hand scattering thunder in all directions to the six directions, lightning flashing, deafening, Tartarus continuously repelled, emitting shrill wailing.
Chaos itself under this indestructible thunder suffered immense pain.
Zeus laughed heartily, harshly teaching Tartarus a lesson with his supreme Great Thunder, continuously converting Void into pure matter particles.
Endless new biomass continuously condensed under the might of lightning, this Small World growing larger until Zeus’s Thunder divine body could barely stand within it.
He then began to summon wind and rain, rain and dew containing Creation and vitality pouring down, nourishing the newborn World, making it burst with vitality.
Outside the World, endless radiant thunder enveloped the entire Small World comprehensively without blind spots, forming an insurmountable barrier.
Before Tartarus, in the face of this pulverizing-all thunder, had no power to resist at all, even for such a minuscule new World, he could not harm even a tiny bit.
Before the God Lord of lightning, that Tartarus feared by the gods, utterly terrifying, was but playdough to manipulate at will, only to be shaped and kneaded by Zeus as he pleased.
