Chapter 59: War Of The Gods
He tightly gripped in his hand the massive Black Scythe that once separated Heaven and Earth, causing the Sky Dome to bleed.
The blade radiated profound Death Light, carrying the majesty of Heaven and Earth Separation, with the Terrifying Power to sever all things, slashing straight onto Zeus’s incomparably powerful God King Divine Body!
Zeus’s Divine Body, tempered by endless Divine Power through countless Time and deemed indestructible, was instantly torn open by that Black Scythe, the strongest divine artifact in the Universe!
A massive wound deep to the bone instantly appeared on his Majestic chest!
Just like Mountains being torn apart, brilliant scorching Divine Blood surged out from that horrifying wound, like splendid golden rain pouring from the high sky, splattering across the boundless Sky Dome, drenching the collapsed Mountains and twisted Earth.
This was the first time Zeus had been harmed.
The first time he had bled.
However, in the next instant, vast immortal Vitality surged madly, flesh and blood rapidly healed, and that massive torn wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, soon becoming flawless, as if it had never existed.
The Divine Blood that had originally scattered across the World, containing vast energy, instantly lost its luster and soon dispersed into nothingness.
This Scythe that once separated Heaven and Earth was made of special material, forged by Mother of All Gaia with Primordial Matter mixed with the origins of darkness and night, inscribed with the Universe’s primordial patterns, inherently indestructible and unstoppable!
Moreover, it had been stained with Heavenly Father Uranus’s Divine Blood, and nurtured by God King Cronus with infinite vast Divine Power over countless Time, its power boundless.
Up to now, it was the strongest Divine Artifact in the Entire Universe, bar none.
But to Zeus, it was negligible.
The core “Harvest” Authority represented by this Black Scythe now belonged to Zeus.
If not for that, the struck Zeus would likely have suffered more than just bleeding.
Zeus didn’t care at all about the harm he had just received, utterly indifferent to the intense Pain.
On his Face stained with golden blood, Wild laughter erupted, the laugh deafening.
He laughed loudly, bare-handed and unarmed, surrounded by destructive Aura, using pure Power and the might of his Divine Body, fearlessly charging toward the God King wielding the murderous blade!
In just an instant! Two forces capable of overturning the Universe collided!
Space shattered inch by inch like fragile glass around them!
Endless violent spatial turbulence, like Chaos Giants breaking free from cages, roared and swept out, tearing all surrounding Matter, Light, and even Laws into the most primordial Void!
A massive devouring void frantically spread between the two God Kings!
The battle between the God King and the future God King, in just an instant, reduced everything around to Void, rendering even Time and Space meaningless.
This time, the two Supreme Gods, upon first clash, ignited true fury, with no more Probing, unleashing world-destroying killing moves!
The aftermath of the Power collision trembled the Entire Universe, countless Stars quaking and collapsing.
Zeus vaguely sensed something amiss, a strange Feeling flashing through his heart, but this subtle sensation was quickly drowned by boiling Fighting Spirit.
He was now “carried away” by the frenzy of battle, too lazy to dwell on that minor discomfort—or rather, this slight anomaly was utterly insignificant in his heart.
His only Thought now was: It’s not like I can’t win, why overthink?! Just fight!
The Revelry of Power was enough to obscure everything.
While Zeus and God King Cronus were locked in fierce combat, indistinguishable, turning the Battlefield into a Chaos dead zone, the melee of the other Gods also erupted with a boom!
On the Battlefield, Divine Light blazed, Laws clashed, and the Roar of various Elements colliding echoed endlessly.
Goddess Queen Rhea personally acted to tightly entangle Iapetus, but it wasn’t enough—Goddess Queen Rhea wouldn’t be Iapetus’s match in battle.
It wasn’t a gap in Divinity or Divine Power, but the Authorities of Weaver of Death and Cyclical Recycler being too suited for battle.
He could drag everything into the cycle of life and Death, weaving Death for all things.
And he had strong aid in secret.
Demeter followed the Mother Goddess’s footsteps onto the Battlefield, endless abundant Vitality surging like a surging spring Tide, fiercely clashing with Iapetus’s Death Aura that Harvested Life.
Her Harvest Authority contained endless Vitality and Recovery, one of the few existences that could directly counter and weaken Death and Destruction Authorities, providing continuous support to Mother Goddess Rhea to a certain extent.
Immediately after, Hestia acted!
Her delicate Face, usually carrying a Warmth Gentle Smile like Tranquility of Hearth Fire.
Yet now that Gentle Warmth was replaced by violence that incinerated the eight directions, her clear Eyes burning with Flames capable of burning Stars!
The pure Wrath in her Divinity seemed to burn the entire World to ashes, turning it into scorched earth.
She was no longer the symbol of Gentle Hearth Fire, but incarnated as the Origin of Flames that burned all, the manifestation of the Universe’s most primordial scorching Power!
She charged into the Battlefield, stepping out to crack the Earth, her plump figure instantly transforming, her Divine Body booming into a toppling Flame Titan Giant!
Surrounded by Flames hot enough to melt Stars, every step leaving burning Void Flame footprints.
Her massive Flame Giant fist, like a falling Stellar core, wrapped in Terrifying Power of scorching seas, evaporating Stars, smashed fiercely toward Weaver of Death Iapetus!
Every flickering flame on her now contained Terrifying Power to easily scorch seas, its might enough to reduce all in the Mortal World to ashes.
Sky, Earth, even the deep Void—endless mortal fire, spirit fire, Stellar fire, Light fire, nether fire, Void fire, purification fire, Destruction fire, millions of various Fires, all Flame Laws, obeyed her Intention.
Endless Flames like billions of roaring fire dragons surged from all directions, eight sides, six directions and ten, toward the Weaver of Death!
She was the absolute Master of Flames, the pure embodiment of one of the Universe’s four basic Elements, Flame Power, the absolute ruler of Flames, source of myriad fires!
The Terrifying Power displayed by Hestia made even the immensely powerful Weaver of Death Feel an unprecedented Threat.
In his cold silent Eyes was utmost Solemnity; he even saw in those raging Flames the impending annihilation of his Divine Body.
He dared not be careless, surging Divine Power around him like Tidal waves, going all out to weave Death’s cycle and Life’s regression, trying to draw the endless sea of fire into eternal Void cycle.
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