Chapter 64 The Great Battle Begins (Seeking First Subscription)
Zeus had thought about releasing the six Cyclopes, but they were too powerful, their strength even surpassing the Twelve Titans.
Zeus worried they were too uncontrollable, which was why he hadn't acted.
But now, Taren had brought it up, and Gaia had shown strong approval, so he had to seriously consider it, as refusing might lead to negative consequences.
At least for now, he absolutely dared not offend Taren and Gaia.
Meeting the gaze of these two powerful beings, Zeus quickly nodded, deciding to gather Poseidon and Hades and head to the abyss to release the six Cyclopes.
Almost the instant he agreed, Taren felt a surge of power again, and he knew in his heart that this battle was finally nearing its end.
He hadn't participated in this decade-long war, and had barely shown his face, but he had been the one pushing things from behind, secretly accumulating strength, just waiting for the final moment.
And now, it was time to reap the harvest.
The chaos world rewarded based on contribution; the greater the contribution to this world, the greater the reward.
When Cronus, as King of the Gods, no longer contributed to the world's development, and even began to make the world more chaotic, overthrowing his rule and the old order became something the chaos world encouraged.
That was why Taren had proactively taken on the task of confronting Cronus.
It was laughable that Zeus still thought he was using Taren, believing that having Taren confront Cronus in the final battle was to his advantage, unaware that this was precisely giving away the most generous rewards.
Without a doubt, Taren's contribution to overthrowing Cronus was far greater than Zeus's, so he was also very curious to know what he would receive when the time came for rewards.
Zeus becoming the King of the Gods was a certainty, but what would he receive?
It was truly something to look forward to.
Meanwhile, the three brothers, Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, quickly arrived at the abyss, where they first encountered the three Cyclopes.
The Cyclopes were extremely ugly, but Zeus showed no hint of disgust, instead promising to bring them to live on the surface.
The Cyclopes had been trapped for nearly ten thousand years, and hearing this, they were instantly overjoyed; these simple-minded fellows didn't understand complex schemes, only believing that Zeus, who released them, was a good person.
So, to express their gratitude, they decided to give Zeus and the others some gifts.
Zeus's eyes lit up instantly at the news; he knew that the scythe in the hands of the God-King Cronus was forged by these very Cyclopes, who possessed the world's most perfect forging skills, and the weapons they crafted were all divine artifacts.
And Zeus, at this moment, lacked power the most.
Poseidon and Hades were also delighted, as each of the three Cyclopeswould forge one item, ensuring everyone received a gift.
While they waited for the Cyclopes to forge divine artifacts, hoping to enhance their own power, the God-King Cronus was not idle.
He gathered the gods and their offspring and once again came to the temple of The Three Fates.
This war had lasted too long, and Cronus also felt anxious; he no longer wanted to probe and wished to end this battle directly.
However, he had no clue; after ten years of fighting, Zeus and the others had grown incredibly powerful, and he simply couldn't defeat them, so he could only seek help from The Three Fates.
But The Three Fates couldn't offer a suitable solution; they could only see some vague things.
The only thing that reassured Cronus was that, when he questioned them, The Three Fates always gave encouraging answers.
For example, at this moment, Cronus, in front of all the gods, once again asked the question he had posed many times: "Respected Three Goddesses, I want to know, will we fail in this battle?"
"You will not fail; you will be immortal forever."
Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos answered simultaneously, their voices echoing in the temple, ethereal and distant.
As soon as these words were spoken, the Titan Gods, who had been somewhat worried due to the stalemate, all sighed in relief, as if injected with a shot of adrenaline, and smiles reappeared on their faces.
"Immortality belongs to our Titan Race!" Hyperion said with a laugh, his voice full of pride, and the other Titan Gods also felt honored.
Seeing that everyone was encouraged, Cronus struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask: "Then how shall we win this battle?"
The Three Goddesses shook their heads and whispered: "Great King of the Gods, please forgive our ignorance; we do not know."
Cronus was not hearing this answer for the first time; although somewhat disappointed, he was not surprised, and he could only look towards Prometheus.
This God of Foresight, full of Wisdom, had always been able to capture many precise pieces of information and provide many valuable ideas in the past decade of fighting, completely gaining the trust of the God-King and the other Titan.
Now, before these Titan went into battle, the first thing they did was ask Prometheus for his opinion, then inquire with The Three Fates if there was danger, and only after receiving double confirmation would they set out.
This had become a fixed procedure.
And at this very moment, Prometheus, after a long period of thought, spoke: "Perhaps, we can defeat them one by one."
"What do you mean?" asked God-King Cronus, his expression very focused.
"The reason for the current stalemate is that both sides are evenly matched. If someone can hold back Zeus, His Majesty the King of Gods, you can quickly deal with the other gods."
"This way, in the end, everyone will gang up on Zeus, and the probability of success might be considerable."
As soon as these words were spoken, Cronus's eyes instantly lit up.
In fact, among those rebels, only Zeus truly concerned Cronus.
Taren, who had originally worried all the Titan, had not appeared for ten years, and The Three Fates had even prophesied that he would not interfere in the struggle for the King of the Gods, which made all the gods breathe a sigh of relief.
They speculated that Taren dared not appear because he had been bluffing before; if he were truly as powerful as everyone guessed, he would have long since jumped out and crushed everyone, instead of hiding for so many years.
Cronus even thought that every time he had fought Taren before, he had been bluffed, and Taren had actually not shown much terrifying power at all.
If he were truly very powerful, then Olympian Gods he supported would not have had to fight them for ten years.
Thinking this, the Titan had already concluded in their hearts that Tarenwould not act, because in those years he had only been bluffing through prophecy, and destiny itself was not a deity skilled in combat.
Coupled with the powerful emergence of Zeus, the only enemy in the eyes of the Titan now was Zeus.
Zeus was truly too powerful; after ten years of growth, he could even contend with Cronus.
What a terrifying rate of growth that was! One must know that Cronuswas the world-recognized King of the Gods, capable of borrowing the world's great power.
For these ten years, in every battle, Cronus would be held back by Zeus, and neither side could overcome the other, while the other gods fighting each other also had no significant advantage.
If Cronus, as the King of the Gods, were not held back, with his divine king's might, he could indeed defeat everyone else in a short time.
Then the question arose—
"Who will hold back Zeus?" Crius asked, "Who has this ability?"
At these words, everyone fell silent.
Indeed, Zeus had grown strong enough to be on par with Cronus; if anyone among them could hold back Zeus, this battle would have been won long ago.
Some even felt puzzled, wondering how the God of Foresight could propose such an impossible method.
But Prometheus merely smiled and said: "I have seen the future; this battle will eventually reach a conclusion."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and God-King Cronus's eyes lit up even more.
"What have you seen?" Cronus quickly asked.
"In the next battle, Zeus will not entangle you," Prometheus said. "He will go and do other things."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the gods were stunned again, and Cronus subconsciously looked at The Three Fates, receiving an affirmative answer.
Seeing this, Cronus was instantly overjoyed.
Although he didn't know what Zeus was going to do, as long as he was entangled, Cronus was completely confident in crushing any god other than Zeus!
Even the other Titan showed joyful expressions; at this moment, they still didn't know what they were about to face, only feeling happy that this battle was finally coming to an end.
They even wished they could go and fight those Olympian Gods right now; they already saw victory within reach!
However, Prometheus spoke at the right time, interrupting their excitement: "We cannot go now; the future I saw is still some time away."
"Which means if we go now, the outcome I saw will not occur."
His words effectively calmed down these excited Titan Gods, and Cronus, who was always the most cautious, also nodded and said: "Then we indeed cannot rush forward."
He spoke as if to the Titan, and also as if to himself: "Then let's wait a little longer; to achieve immortality, one must possess enough patience."
The Titan nodded in succession, thinking to themselves that it was fortunate they had the wise Prometheus to strategize and The Three Fates to guide the future.
With the help of these two, they simply couldn't lose!
After a long and patient wait, they finally reached the day Prometheusspoke of. Cronus, leading the Titan, rushed towards Mount Olympuswithout any hesitation, full of momentum.
Just as Prometheus had said, this time Zeus did not immediately charge forward to hold back Cronus, but instead turned his gaze towards the Titan behind him.
These Titan had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation, still wondering what was holding back Zeus, until they saw Zeus charging towards them.
The Titan: "?"
God-King Cronus also felt surprised, not understanding why Zeuswould do this, but he still followed the pre-arranged plan and charged towards Olympian Gods.
At this moment, Cronus was still thinking that as long as he crushed them fast enough, he could still turn back to stop Zeus.
Then he heard Rhea speak, his former queen of the gods, his later most hated beloved, praying with an incredibly sincere voice, praying for the help of destiny.
A strong sense of unease surged in Cronus's heart. He abruptly rushed towards Rhea, wanting to interrupt her prayer, but before he could act, Rhea had finished her incantation.
Almost as soon as Rhea's words fell, a white figure appeared before Cronus.
"His Majesty the King of Gods, your opponent is me."
The figure smiled, revealing a face that Cronus hated beyond measure.