Heaven and earth merged once more, plunging the world into chaos, seemingly no different from any previous time.
Meanwhile, in the vast void at the edge of the world, Theron was awakened from his slumber.
He suddenly felt the divine power within his body surge.
In an instant, the bottleneck that had confined him for so long was broken, and he advanced to the level of intermediate divine power.
Theron immediately realized what had happened and turned his gaze from the void toward the still-entangled heaven and earth.
Almost the instant his gaze fell upon them, the heavens and earth, which had been tightly intertwined, suddenly separated.
The screams of the supreme God King Uranus echoed throughout the world.
The power unleashed by the God King in his agony instantly swept across the land, destroying the lush vegetation that had flourished over thousands of years.
Under that unparalleled and uncontrollable power, the entire world was left riddled with devastation.
It was at this moment that the Twelve Titans, who had been hiding behind the peaks of Gaia’s body, emerged one after another.
At the very front stood Cronus, wielding the scythe.
His expression was resolute.
The moment Cronus had decided to act, all hesitation and doubt had vanished.
He had no way back.
Neither did the other Titans.
They had already placed themselves in opposition to the supreme God King Uranus, leaving no room for compromise.
If they failed, they would face eternal imprisonment.
It was all or nothing.
At this moment, Uranus was filled with shock and fury.
Everything had happened too quickly.
By the time he realized what had occurred, the supreme power of the God King was already rapidly dissipating along with the severed source of his masculinity.
In the blink of an eye, nearly half of his divine power was lost.
His divine status was also steadily declining, and the world’s recognition of him was rapidly slipping away.
Uranus did not even bother to deal with the rebels.
Instead, he reached toward the bloodied remains on the ground and roared furiously:
“Give it back to me!”
For a god—especially a powerful creator like himself—such physical damage could normally be healed with ease.
However, his opponent wielded a divine artifact.
Fate could destroy concepts and laws.
Even so, as long as Uranus recovered his flesh and blood, he could still heal himself and regain his masculinity and patriarchal authority.
The Twelve Titans naturally would not stand by and watch him recover his power.
They unleashed everything they had and desperately tried to stop him.
At this moment, Uranus had lost the power of the God King, but he was still a powerful ruler of the sky.
He unleashed his divine power like a madman.
Despite their combined efforts, the Twelve Titans could only barely hold him back.
Just as Uranus was about to reach the remains, Cronus acted decisively.
He seized the mass of flesh and blood and hurled it far away.
He used tremendous force.
The remains traced a perfect arc through the air, passing directly across the world before falling into the boundless Ocean Current that surrounded it.
From these drops would eventually arise the three goddesses of vengeance, the Erinyes, as well as the Giants and the goddess Melia.
Uranus immediately turned his gaze toward the ocean, where his brother, the Primordial Sea God Pontus, resided.
If Pontus wished, he could immediately reclaim Uranus’s remains.
But Pontus chose silence.
This primordial sea god, who had never participated in struggles or conflicts, had also suffered greatly over the past thousand years because of Uranus’s suspicion.
He remembered everything.
At this moment, he had no intention of helping Uranus.
“You damned traitors!”
Uranus’s furious roar echoed across the entire land.
His children had raised blades against him.
His beloved had betrayed him.
Even his blood relative had chosen to remain silent.
For the first time, Uranus experienced the bitterness of being abandoned by everyone.
“This is all your own doing!”
Cronus said coldly.
“My cruel father, you should pay for the brutal crimes you committed!”
Uranus’s eyes burned with fury as he stared at Cronus, as though he wanted to tear him apart.
However, he forcibly suppressed the rage surging within him.
He ignored the entanglement of the Twelve Titans and immediately used his authority over the sky to rush toward the Ocean Current at incredible speed.
He knew very well that the most important thing now was to recover his strength, not waste time fighting these traitors.
Once he regained the authority of the God King, these traitors would surely be torn apart!
The Twelve Titans once again attempted to stop him, but Uranus unleashed his divine power recklessly.
His strength overwhelmed them.
After all, his goal was not to defeat them, but simply to break through their encirclement.
Just as the Titans were about to be overwhelmed, something unexpected happened.
At this most critical moment, as though guided by an unseen force, Oceanus, Lord of the Ocean Current, suddenly remembered what Theron had told him.
“It begins where it ends.”
“Only you can end all of this.
Remember, eliminate the root completely.”
At last, Oceanus understood the meaning behind those words.
His expression instantly became extremely complicated.
But the situation was too urgent for him to hesitate.
He immediately unleashed all his divine power.
The entire Ocean Current erupted into turmoil!
Countless feminine forces symbolizing the ocean and water converged upon the shattered flesh and blood, completely annihilating the yang energy contained within.
The flesh and blood dissolved within the water, transforming into countless dreamlike bubbles.
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His expression changed drastically.
“No!”
At that moment, he clearly felt something leave him forever.
The world’s recognition.
His supreme position as God King.
Having permanently lost his masculinity and patriarchal authority, he could never again become the God King.
He had lost everything.
Overwhelming hatred surged through Uranus’s heart.
His gaze, filled with a desire to devour everything before him, fixed upon the Twelve Titans.
Then it settled on Cronus—the culprit who had wielded the scythe and caused everything.
Even after losing the power of the supreme God King, Uranus remained a powerful ruler of the sky.
Although he and the Twelve Titans were both powerful gods, there was still a difference between them.
Some gods were powerful because they had only barely reached a certain level.
Others were powerful because the next level was simply too difficult to break through.
Uranus belonged to the latter category.
The Twelve Titans belonged to the former.
If the battle continued, Uranus might ultimately lose, but the Twelve Titans would also pay an enormous price.
Yet Uranus no longer had any desire to fight.
He had completely lost his position as God King.
All he wanted now was revenge.
Furious, merciless revenge.
With a burning rage in his eyes that seemed capable of consuming everything, Uranus mobilized every bit of divine power he possessed.
His resentful gaze locked onto Cronus.
Then, with all his remaining strength, he commanded the entire world to unleash his final curse.
“Cronus.”
Uranus’s voice was hoarse and low, every word filled with the deepest malice.
“I curse you.”
Cronus immediately sensed that something was wrong and tried to stop him.
But Uranus, who had burned through everything he possessed, was terrifyingly powerful in that moment.
Cronus could barely resist him.
He could only watch helplessly as the curse was imposed upon him, feeling something forcibly enter his very being.
Yet just as Uranus was about to unleash his curse, a figure in white robes slowly emerged from the endless void.
A handsome young man with a gentle demeanor.
Theron looked at Uranus, who had completely descended into madness.
He raised one finger to his lips and gently shushed him.
“Fate is beyond words.”
With that single sentence, Uranus could no longer utter the curse he had poured all his strength into.
He stared in astonishment at the white-robed figure, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Theron gave him a gentle smile, just as he had when they first met a thousand years ago.