Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Another three-month-long battle.

Single-on-single, no one is his opponent. But when they join hands, he feels powerless. Moreover, it is never just pure strength that really puts pressure on him.

When Kronos returned to Mount Odilus and looked at the empty hall, his body was still strong, but his spirit was full of fatigue.

Brothers, wife, heirs, they all stood opposite him. From the day he seized the throne, no one really stood with him.

He once thought Rhea would, but the facts woke him up. However, the God King did not do anything to his God Queen. He just let her stay alone in the palace behind the God Mountain and never met her again.

A little confused, for the throne of the God King, he lost so much, but in the end, it seemed that the kingship was still far away from him.

"Will I win?"

Whispering to himself, Kronos did not get the answer. But in fact, he had given himself the answer thousands of years ago.

If he really thought he could succeed, he would not be so eager to conquer the starry sky, let alone swallow his heirs. The more he did, the more he proved his panic.

And in the end, everything he did told him that he was just doing useless work.

Whether it was the power of the God King or his own priesthood, how could he fight against Him with the power given by the world? The previous struggle was just deceiving himself.

"Your Majesty, you called me?"

A powerful call awakened Kronos from his memories. He turned his head and saw the second-generation Titan god he valued most, Atlas, the God of Strength.

His father lived in seclusion under the protection of the Earth Mother, and his brother defected to the Olympian gods. Only he stayed with him.

"Atlas," the God King pulled himself up and behaved as usual: "It's hard for you. Those hundred-armed monsters must have given you a headache."

"It's easy, Your Majesty, they are not my opponents."

The God of Strength bowed his head slightly. Although the fight was actually very difficult, he was never a person who was afraid of difficulties.

"After all, they are numerous and powerful. It's good enough that you can hold them back."

The confident look of the god in front of him reminded Kronos of himself a long time ago.

The less experience you have, the more fearless you are. That's probably it.

"Atlas," the God King hesitated and asked after considering his words: "Have you ever thought about the outcome of this war?"

"Of course you will win, Your Majesty. The Titans are the masters of this world, not the so-called 'Olympus' established by those rebels."

Without hesitation, the God of Strength replied with confidence as always.

"Really? Well, Atlas, but you have to remember."

"Maybe sometimes, temporary concessions are not an option."

The God of Strength was a little confused. He didn't know why the God King said such a thing, but in the end, he still obeyed.

"I will, Your Majesty, you are always so far-sighted."

With a little laugh, Kronos didn't know what Atlas in front of him was thinking. In fact, he always felt that his wisdom was just like this.

But it doesn't matter anymore. Among the few gods on his side, Rhea released her child. Even if she still stays here, she will be respected by the Olympian gods after the war, and she doesn't need to worry about her fate.

Although the family of the God of Weather stands on his side, they are not loyal to him. If it weren't difficult to coexist with Zeus, I'm afraid they would have left long ago and watched him fail.

As for Helios, the sun god in the sky, who still obeys him on the surface but keeps making small moves, he thought he didn't know what he did. But Kronos knew very well that he had secretly gone to Olympus and had a secret relationship with Perseis, the daughter of Oceanus, the goddess of boiling water.

However, the God King had prepared a "gift" for him long before the war. If he is still the God King after the war, Kronos will use this as an excuse to deprive him of the right to drive the sun chariot. If the position of the God King is destined to change, then without the maintenance of power, the seal on the sun will not last long.

Let the young sun god be proud of himself for a while, and he will eventually understand how insignificant he is in this world.

With a sneer, Kronos turned his thoughts back. Apart from these gods who have more or less other thoughts, Atlas is the only god on the sacred mountain who deserves some care. He is the most qualified Titan in his heart, loyal, glorious, powerful, and confident. Unfortunately, as the king of gods, he is likely to disappoint him.

"There is no need to be so pessimistic."

"After all, I haven't had time to listen to his reasons for convincing me."

With a calm expression, Kronos thought of his father.

Even until the last moment, he never bowed to fate. Until he was hung in the sky, he still looked like a king.

"'If there is no choice, you don't mind taking a gamble'. Haha, so what is the bet you prepared for me?"

"If it is to make me your vassal, then don't take it out. I am the God King who dominates everything. If I give up everything and get to live like a servant in the world, I might as well sleep in the abyss and keep company with my father who is high in the sky. Maybe at that time, I can still say hello to him in my sleep, hahahaha."

Suddenly he laughed. Although the last fight had just ended, Kronos suddenly had the interest to fight again.

He stood up. If you want to, then do it. Kronos's aura was released, spanning half of the earth, and crashed into the distant Mount Olympus, bombarding the lightning with destructive power.

"Come again!"

Seeing the gods on the opposite side forced to fight, Kronos stood up and flew into the sky.

It was difficult for the earth to withstand so many powerful gods. The place close to the starry sky was their real battlefield.

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Time passed year after year, until the tenth year, the decline of the king of gods was finally unstoppable.

As the eldest daughter Hestia gradually got rid of the influence of the power of time, she quickly became an indispensable member of the battlefield with the help of the power of the golden apple.

The divine fruit accumulated by Mother Earth for tens of thousands of years was exhausted in one day, creating four gods who quickly reached the peak. With Hestia's [protection], Kronos could no longer suppress his children and brothers.

So on this day, the Olympian gods surrounded the sacred mountain. They will achieve the final victory on this day.