Chapter 46: The God King’s Battle
However, in the direct clash between Zeus and God King Cronus, these two Supreme God Kings, all material existence and all physical concepts were as if nonexistent, utterly ineffective.
Their existence served only to highlight the transcendent might of the two God Kings.
Zeus shook his hand, feeling the counterforce transmitted through his fist, and couldn’t help but marvel inwardly: Truly worthy of the invincible God King, he was genuinely tough, practically a walking black hole—no, even more terrifying than a black hole.
Such a terrifying punch was enough to shatter galaxies and destroy star systems, yet when it struck God King Cronus, aside from sending Him flying, it caused almost no substantial harm, let alone piercing His divine body and destroying Him.
As soon as Zeus finished marveling inwardly, God King Cronus’s massive divine body had steadied itself, then He let out a deafening roar and charged forward bellowing.
The earlier retreat was merely due to His momentary carelessness, as He had not anticipated that Zeus’s power could reach such a level.
Zeus unceremoniously unfolded his own heaven-supporting, earth-standing divine body, refusing to yield an inch, likewise roaring thunderously as he clashed with Cronus in a melee.
The two Titan bodies fiercely collided in the void, with everything ground to nothingness.
In the face of absolute power, flames could not approach, crops were swept into dust by the gale, and Goddess Queen Rhea’s laws that could alter all trajectories of motion were utterly unable to restrict the thoroughly enraged God King body under such an absolute divine power gap.
Space was torn with every collision between Them, revealing deep void rifts, while universe hurricanes and aether tides crashing upon Them were merely a gentle breeze.
Space fragments capable of shattering anything could not even cut a single strand of Their hair.
Even the foundational laws constituting the universe’s foundation could not affect Their battlefield in the slightest, let alone intervene in their battle.
Mother of All Gaia’s newly raised Mount Olympus, after Zeus and Cronus began fighting, turned into crushed stone debris in merely a few breaths, bewilderedly scattered in the cosmic void, then thoroughly reduced to the most primordial matter particles by the aftermath of the God King’s battle.
The sky shook violently alongside the earth in the God Kings’ battle, with everything around the two Giant Gods’ battlefield continuously annihilated into the purest elemental origins, as if the universe had returned to its primordial state at Chaos’s opening.
Everything was obliterated into the void, leaving only endless emptiness and disorder.
Various terrifying phenomena were born in its wake, with primal elements like earth, fire, water, and air unconsciously spreading and roiling in the void, in utter chaos.
In this chaotic void, the only truly existing entities were two heaven-piercing, earth-shaking Titan Giant Gods.
They struck at each other in the most primal, wild manner, fist to flesh, each blow containing the power to destroy galaxies.
Under such terrifying pressure, the gods could not approach in the slightest and could only retreat continuously, fearing being touched by the battle’s aftermath.
Rhea, the solemn-faced Mother Goddess, now tensely protected Hestia and the others, swiftly retreating beyond the world to ensure their safety.
Poseidon, who had just returned, looked on in shock at the scene of destruction and rebirth before him.
A trace of incredulous fear even flickered in his azure eyes.
Although He had once been imprisoned in the God King’s body and had glimpsed part of the God King’s might through Cronus’s perspective, the God King had not truly displayed his strength in the outside world for far too long.
So long that it had made almost all deities blur in their memory of the God King’s power.
He had always thought that even if the God King was ever so formidable, with their side’s six Great Gods gathered together, plus the assistance of Mother Goddess Rhea, who was also a Primal Titan, they should at least have the power to fight and not be utterly without resistance.
But now, He truly realized how naive and laughable that idea was.
Without a similarly terrifying Zeus who could directly confront the God King head-on, He and his swallowed brothers and sisters would soon be devoured once more.
Mother of All Gaia watched expressionlessly as Cronus and Zeus fought into a tangled melee, turning the originally intact heaven and earth into a complete mess.
All matter was beaten back into the most primordial origin particles, then in Their collisions, matter continuously regrouped, evolving into primal forms like earth, fire, water, and air.
Then, these newborn substances were destroyed again in immeasurable time, only to be created once more, cycling endlessly.
Gaia watched all this silently inwardly, sighing wordlessly in her heart—this was precisely why even she could not directly resist Cronus.
Cronus was truly too strong, so strong that even the Mother of All Things could only feel helpless before Him.
He had grown so powerful that no law could easily bind Him; under conditions where He was on guard, no single law could restrict Him in the slightest, much less pose a substantial threat.
God King Cronus had not truly acted before the world in far too long, so many gods did not know just how strong the God King was, but Gaia, as the Mother of All Things, knew all too well how terrifyingly powerful the God King’s strength was.
And the Cronus who now seemed terrifying enough to scare gods to death was already in a greatly weakened state from being whittled down by Zeus, his power far from comparable to his prime.
Yet even so, He remained the indisputable strongest among the Titan Giant Gods!
Likewise, Zeus’s formidable power far exceeded her imagination.
Although Zeus was slightly at a disadvantage in direct confrontation with Cronus, the gap was not great—it was a near stalemate of evenly matched forces.
At the very least, Cronus could not spare a hand to deal with others amid such an intense battle.
Gaia understood inwardly that Zeus was absolutely not a child she could easily raise under her command.
Even if she personally gestated and raised him herself, it would be hard to nurture such a powerful existence capable of directly confronting the God King head-on.
Zeus’s power had deeper reasons, not something that could be nurtured merely by drinking sacred honey and goat milk—that was an innate, unimaginable potential.
And now, he was far from reaching the limit of his growth; He was still continuously growing stronger.
As the Origin of All Things, the Mother of All Things, Gaia could clearly sense the infinite potential and vast power contained within Zeus, which was why she chose to support Him—otherwise, she would not aid a god predestined to lose.
But Zeus’s formidable power still exceeded her expectations.
She did not yet know that the current Zeus was not Zeus at his prime either; He too had been greatly weakened by two “slashes.”
Moreover, He had not yet obtained His fated thunder.
This terrifying war drew the attention of all gods.
The shaking heaven and earth, the collapsing universe, the aether tides and space storms sweeping everything, these horrifying scenes made countless gods’ souls tremble and their divinities falter.
The God King, who had not acted for far too long, now unleashed his full power, his terrifying strength intimidating too many gods watching from the shadows.
All gods knew the God King was absolutely the strongest, but this level of strength still exceeded the gods’ imaginations and all their cognitions of power.
And this newly emerged god Zeus was ridiculously strong, strong to an unimaginable degree!
He could actually match such a terrifying, supremely powerful God King in a stalemate—this was a myth among myths!
No, both were gods among gods!
Aside from a limited few gods, the rest of the gods were no different from mortals before Them.
Both sides were too terrifying, powerful to an extreme degree.
Even the universe itself, even worlds of such magnificence as should not exist due to their mass, groaned incessantly in the battle of these two God Kings, enduring unimaginable wounds.
Those Great Gods who only wanted to use Zeus as a tool, or those who followed and obeyed solely due to Zeus’s origins, had now completely changed their mindset, filled with awe in their hearts.
Even more, countless goddesses gazed at Zeus’s blood-soaked, battling figure with sparkling eyes, especially many passionate Oceanid Goddesses, their gazes filled with worship and admiration, captivated by Zeus’s transcendent, limit-breaking power.
In this terrifying war of chaos and destruction, only Weaver of Death Iapetus and his Eldest Son Atlas, Second Son Menoetius, harbored unwavering loyalty, wanting to join the battlefield no god wished to enter, to go aid God King Cronus.
But they were firmly dissuaded by Clymene; still the same words—before the God King spoke, this was a family affair of the God King Family, not to be meddled in!
What if They could not decide a victor and ultimately reconciled? Then those who helped would be doomed.
Clymene almost failed to dissuade them this time; it was the third son Prometheus, the famously clever one in the family, who joined in firmly holding them back, relying on his extraordinary wisdom and eloquence to barely convince Them to hold position for now.
Her foolish husband and children truly worried her to pieces.
Look at this battlefield—neither side could be offended!
Regardless of what the gods thought, the two God Kings’ battle continued, with all the universe’s Great Gods becoming anxious spectators.
This battle’s outcome would decide the universe’s future.
It would decide everything.
The gods all awaited an outcome.
The outcome would determine what choice They should make.
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