“Oh, my children, you have done it.
You have accomplished a great feat and brought that painful era to an end.”
When everything finally came to an end, the scarred Gaia emerged from the earth.
She had not appeared earlier because she had been using the mountains and peaks of the earth to resist the sky, which had been constantly pressing down and attempting to destroy everything.
Without her intervention, the Twelve Titans would never have been able to defeat Uranus.
Her appearance instantly ignited the atmosphere.
Although the Twelve Titans were all injured to varying degrees, they were genuinely happy at this moment.
They were no longer oppressed and tormented by the God-King, nor did they have to worry about being imprisoned in Tartarus at any moment.
They were finally free.
They began celebrating their victory and congratulating Cronus on his coronation as the new God-King.
“You’re right, our great and beloved Mother.
This is certainly something worth celebrating.”
Cronus still carried the unspoken final curse of Uranus, but faced with everyone’s congratulations, he could only suppress his worries for the time being and force a smile.
They returned to the sacred mountain and held a feast that lasted for dozens of days, celebrating the arrival of this new era.
Just as the gods were celebrating without restraint after finally escaping their long years of torment, the new God-King, Cronus, the God of Time and Space, secretly sought out Gaia, the Earth Mother Goddess.
“Great and revered Mother Goddess, I believe you saw what happened during the final battle.
Uranus, the God of the Sky, cast a vicious curse upon me, but because His Highness Theron interrupted him, he was unable to utter it.”
Cronus looked worried, his eyes filled with concern.
“But even so, I can still feel the power of that curse within me.
Why is this?
Has the curse not been broken?”
Gaia looked at her youngest child, the one she was so proud of, and listened to his worries before letting out a soft sigh.
“Cronus, my dear child, the curse was already established when Uranus used all his strength to curse you.
Even His Highness Theron could not stop it.”
“Did you not notice that His Highness Theron said, ‘Fate is unspeakable’?
This precisely means that the curse has already become fate.
Only something that is destined to happen can become fate.”
Hearing Gaia’s explanation, the heart Cronus had been desperately clinging to finally sank completely.
Yet he still asked unwillingly, “My beloved Mother Goddess, is there any way to undo this curse?” New chapters come out on novelping.com first.
Although he did not know the specifics of the curse, Cronus could clearly sense the hatred Uranus had held for him at that moment.
Whatever the curse was, it was undoubtedly extremely vicious.
Gaia looked at him sympathetically, her tone filled with pity.
“My poor child, that curse was cast by the Sky God in the midst of his fury, using all his remaining power.
It will surely come to pass, regardless of what influence it may have.”
“Because the contract is a rule established at the beginning of the world.
The reason the gods can gather together and obey the commands of the Supreme God is because of the binding power of the contract.”
“And a curse is itself a form of contractual power.
Therefore, a curse cast by a higher-level god is almost impossible to resist.”
After hearing Gaia’s explanation, the last trace of hope in Cronus’s heart vanished completely.
He let out a long sigh, a look of sorrow settling between his brows.
“I need to figure out exactly what the curse is so that I can prepare for it.”
With this thought, Cronus suddenly had an idea.
He planned to visit Prince Theron again after the divine banquet.
As a being suspected of being the God of Fate, Theron must surely know the contents of Uranus’s final curse.
Gaia frowned as she watched the preoccupied Cronus, but she still tried to comfort him patiently.
Unfortunately, Cronus would not listen, and her words had little effect.
After everything that had happened with the First-Generation God-King Uranus, Gaia was exhausted both physically and mentally.
She no longer wished to involve herself in the affairs of the gods.
Seeing that Cronus would not listen, she simply stopped trying to persuade him.
Cronus was not yet the true God-King.
He was merely the leader chosen by the gods.
However, with the position of God-King now vacant, the leader of the gods was already barely qualified to assume the position.
In time, the will of the world would fully recognize him.
He only needed a little more time before he could eventually become as powerful as Uranus.
But at least for now, he had not yet reached that level of power, which was why he felt fear and worry.
He could not be as confident as the naturally powerful Uranus, whose arrogance had eventually reached the point of overconfidence.
In the end, Uranus had lost because of his own arrogance.
By comparison, Cronus, the Second-Generation God-King, was much more cautious.
However, these were not matters Theron cared about.
Because he had forcibly used the power of fate to prevent Uranus from uttering the curse, his divine power had been severely depleted and would require considerable time to recover.
Nevertheless, he believed that the benefits of doing so would ultimately outweigh the drawbacks.
As the God of Fate, Theron naturally had to push fate forward himself in order to maximize his own interests.
If Uranus had actually managed to utter his final curse, it would have had nothing to do with him.
“What a troublesome guy.
If you’re going to curse someone, just say it out loud,” Theron thought with some dissatisfaction.
Theron had never liked the First-Generation God-King Uranus.
If the Second- and Third-Generation Gods, despite their various absurdities, at least possessed some degree of rationality, then Uranus, the First-Generation God-King, was simply arrogant and took pleasure in tormenting others.
But that was not the most important point.
The most important issue was that Uranus had always firmly monopolized the right to reproduce, refusing to allow any other gods to have offspring.
Because of the Prophecy, he not only refused to allow the gods to reproduce, but even forced already-born gods back into the womb.
The moment he did that, his overthrow was already destined.
The absence of new gods meant the world lacked new laws.
Without new laws, the world could not continue evolving and developing, which went against the natural will of Chaos itself.
Theron was affected by this as well.
As the God of Fate, when he looked upon the world, he saw only a handful of gods—just a few big cats and small cats scattered across the vast world.
Was that reasonable?
If there was hardly any life, then how could there be destiny?
And without destiny, how could he become powerful?
Therefore, he had decided to intervene and push for the early end of this stagnant reign of the God-King.
If not for his intervention, Uranus would have remained in power for at least another thousand years before being overthrown.
Theron simply did not want to wait that long.
Now, Theron only hoped that the Second-Generation God-King Cronus would work harder, accelerate the development of the world, and create more life.
Just as he was thinking this, his gaze suddenly shifted toward the void.
A distinguished guest was hurriedly approaching.
It was none other than the Second-Generation God-King, Cronus.
“It’s more urgent than I expected.”
Theron murmured, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
“Looks like he really cares about this curse.”