Meanwhile, as Zeus and Kronos fought a desperate, bloody battle… Inside Kronos’s belly, the eternal darkness churned beneath a storm of boiling divine power.
“Hey!
Hades!
Stop focusing only on your side!
Didn’t we agree to combine our power and break through a single point?!” With his broad, muscular torso bare and his sea-blue hair whipping wildly behind him, Poseidon relentlessly hammered his fists against a section of the stomach wall that writhed as it desperately tried to regenerate.
Deep-blue divine power surged from his fists like crashing tides, ripping open cracks across the impossibly resilient inner wall.
Not far away, the darkness itself seemed to come alive, condensing into razor-sharp black spikes that relentlessly struck the edges of the fractures Poseidon created, steadily widening every tiny crack.
Hades stood half-hidden within the swirling black mist, only the cold, sharp lines of his profile visible.
“Heh.
Worry about yourself, fool.
Keep your fists under control and don’t interfere with my corrosion.” His voice remained low, carrying his usual chunibyo flair, yet the precision and ruthlessness of his attacks meshed perfectly with Poseidon’s.
“Damn chunibyo.” Poseidon spat the words out, but his barrage never slowed.
Instead, his attacks only grew fiercer.
He could already feel the “wall’s” defenses weakening under the relentless assault from both inside and out.
“You two over there!
Would you shut up for one minute and put your strength where it actually matters?
Can’t you see your sisters are nearly exhausted?” Hera’s impatient voice rang out, laced with obvious fatigue.
She floated in midair a short distance away, her crimson hair flowing without wind like a blazing crown of fire.
Her hands danced through intricate seals as elaborate magic circles shimmered before her, transforming her fierce, destructive divine power into an endless barrage of shockwaves aimed at the weakened section of the wall.
The strain of maintaining such overwhelming output drew fine beads of sweat across her smooth forehead.
They slid down her flawless cheeks before disappearing beneath the collar of her gown.
Her form-fitting dark-red dress clung to her mature, graceful figure, trembling slightly with each breath and every spell she cast, making her look both breathtakingly beautiful and dangerously imposing.
Beside her, Demeter and Hestia were also giving everything they had.
A faint golden radiance of abundance surrounded Demeter.
She transformed her divine power into countless sturdy roots and vines that tightly bound the stomach wall, preventing it from regenerating while channeling the steady pulse of the earth to tear it apart from within.
Her expression remained calm and focused.
Several strands of her light-brown hair clung to her sweat-dampened neck, while her normally gentle face carried an unwavering determination.
Hestia spread her arms wide, her platinum-blonde hair glowing beneath a warm halo like the eternal flame of a sacred hearth.
Her divine power lacked the violent force of the others, yet like an everlasting sacred flame, it gently but firmly permeated the target area itself, weakening its divine foundation while continuously healing and strengthening the other four.
Though worry lingered within her emerald eyes, it was overshadowed by unwavering resolve.
“Ha!
Hera, you’re already running out of steam?
Looks like your stamina still can’t compare to mine.” Even in the middle of his relentless assault, Poseidon couldn’t resist glancing back with a teasing grin, sweat rolling down his chiseled jaw.
“What did you just say?!” Hera’s beautiful crimson eyes widened as the magic circle before her flared violently, nearly turning to blast Poseidon instead.
“Enough, Poseidon.
Stop provoking her and focus.” Hestia sighed helplessly.
A wisp of gentle sacred fire drifted toward Hera to soothe her while another lightly singed Poseidon as a silent warning.
“Hades, you too.
Be careful not to exhaust your divine power.” Demeter’s calm voice settled the rising tension like fertile earth calming a storm.
Hades and Hera exchanged a brief glance before silently returning their full attention to the damaged wall.
They weren’t truly angry.
After countless years imprisoned together, bickering had simply become their own peculiar way of communicating.
No matter their personal squabbles, they all shared two unwavering goals: Escape.
And revenge.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Thump—!!!
As the forces inside and outside converged, they felt a solid, invisible shackle finally begin to groan under the pressure.
… Outside, before the God King’s palace atop Mount Olympus, Rhea listened to the heavy impacts echoing from within Kronos’s body, tears streaming down her face.
“Mother… is that…?” “That’s right… my children… They never gave up.
They’re answering us from within!” Supporting the weakened Rhea after the immense strain of casting such a massive spell, Metis’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
Rhea wiped away her tears.
When she looked toward Kronos again, her gaze had become ice-cold—a hatred born from both a betrayed wife and a grieving mother.
Forcing herself upright, the Titan Queen released her divine power.
Trails of radiant light spread through the air as an incomparably complex magic circle rapidly formed, intricate enough to invoke the world’s fundamental laws.
“Metis, lend me your strength!
Strike the Temporal Node!
We must completely open the passage and synchronize Gaia’s medicine with the children’s power!” “Right!” Without hesitation, Metis poured her immense divine power into Rhea’s spell.
Her crimson hair danced wildly as determination filled her face.
Meanwhile, Kronos, wielding his adamantine scythe while steadily forcing Zeus into a corner, displayed unmistakable panic for the first time when the thunderous pounding from within his stomach grew louder.
Even within his Time Stillness domain, such violent impacts could still break through?
Those children, raised in eternal darkness, had grown far beyond anything he had imagined.
Zeus alone was merely an irritating thorn in his side.
But the ones inside his stomach… They had become monsters capable of shaking the very foundation of his rule as God King.
“Damn it…” Kronos’s handsome face twisted in fury as he diverted more than half of his divine power to frantically reinforce the Temporal Seal imprisoning them, desperately trying to suppress the terrifying rebellion raging within.
That brief lapse significantly eased the pressure on Zeus, giving him a precious moment to recover.
“Hahaha!
It seems my brothers and sisters are causing even more trouble than I expected, dear Father!” Breathing heavily, Zeus tossed aside the broken hilt of his Lightning Sword, which had long since been severed by Kronos’s scythe.
Gripping the Aegis with both hands, fierce determination reignited within his emerald eyes.
“Fool!
Even so, do you really think it will change anything?” Kronos roared, swinging his scythe once more.
Whoosh—!
The blade remained every bit as deadly as before, but Zeus no longer found himself completely overwhelmed.
He seized every opening to counterattack, yet whenever he tried to close the distance, the flow of time around him thickened into an almost tangible force, slowing every movement to a crawl.
Still, there was one silver lining.
Because Kronos had been forced to divide his attention to suppress the rebellion within his own body, small flaws had begun to appear in his control over the flow of time surrounding Zeus.
Just as Kronos devoted nearly all of his attention to the two battlefields—within and without—he failed to notice that the combined spell cast by Rhea and Metis had already been completed.
“Father, the biggest difference between you and me is—” Seizing the brief opening, Zeus suddenly charged forward with the Aegis raised high and shouted, “I have never fought alone!” “What?!” Kronos’s pupils contracted.
Only then did he notice the magical fluctuations spreading across the battlefield.
“Rhea—!!!” He roared in fury, trying to stop it, but it was already too late.
The spell’s radiance instantly engulfed Kronos.
The emetic, whose effects had been suppressed by his temporal divine power, erupted in full force under the combined pressure of the spell and the violent assault from within.
“Blegh!—Cough!
Cough!
WAAAGH!!!” A violent reaction exploded inside Kronos’s body as the Temporal Seal around his abdomen shattered piece by piece.
He could no longer suppress it.
Accompanied by an earth-shaking retch that seemed as though it would force out his very organs— Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Four figures, wrapped in surging divine radiance, shot out of Kronos’s mouth one after another before landing firmly on the ground.
The first was Hades.
Wrapped in an icy black mist, his dark robes billowed around him.
His handsome yet somber face was expressionless, while his eyes resembled an ancient frozen abyss.
Next came Hera.
Bathed in crimson flames, her scarlet hair streamed behind her as she landed gracefully on her bare feet.
Her long gown blossomed around her like a fiery lotus, her stunning face carrying both the dignity of newfound freedom and lingering fury.
Then came Demeter.
Surrounded by a gentle golden aura of abundance, she landed with effortless elegance.
Her calm presence radiated the steadfast serenity of the earth itself.
Finally came Hestia.
A warm, tranquil glow like the sacred flame of a hearth surrounded her.
Her platinum-blonde hair shimmered beneath the soft halo as her emerald eyes immediately swept over everyone with quiet concern.
The last to emerge was Poseidon.
He was carrying an enormous boulder in his arms.
His entrance was by far the most dramatic.
He landed with a heavy crash that made the ground tremble beneath him.
His sea-blue hair flew wildly in the wind, his bare upper body displayed perfectly sculpted muscles, and a carefree grin stretched across his face.
“Hahaha!
This!
This is the air of the outside world!
The scent of freedom!!” “Poseidon, have some decorum.
And why did you bring that useless rock with you?” Hera frowned, her crimson gaze falling upon the massive boulder in his arms.
“Hey, Hera, don’t be so harsh on Old Reliable.
It stayed with us through all those years in that dark place.
I’d say it’s earned the title of a friend who shared our hardships.” Poseidon gave the rock an affectionate pat.
Seeing this, Hades clicked his tongue in disdain.
“Tsk.
For a god, your taste is utterly hopeless.
Much like your behavior, it’s unbearably frivolous.” “Hades, I call it living freely.
It’s still better than your perpetually brooding chunibyo act.” “You bastard… are you looking for another fight?” The black mist surrounding Hades began to churn ominously.
“You two!
You’ve only just gotten out, and you’re already arguing?
Have you forgotten the situation we’re in?” Demeter’s normally gentle voice carried an uncommon edge of sternness.
“Demeter, don’t be upset.
I think it’s nice to see them so full of energy.” Hestia smiled gently, trying to smooth things over.
Her warm gaze naturally settled on Poseidon.
“Hestia, you spoil him far too much.” Demeter shook her head with a helpless sigh.
The moment the five siblings appeared, the overwhelming divine aura and unique presence each of them possessed instantly drew every eye on the battlefield.