Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 93 Each Displays Their Divine Power!

Under her will, the supreme law of fire, countless flames of all shapes, sizes, colors, and forms blazed forth from the universe.

The pale, blazing core of a star, the eerie blue flames at the edge of the universe, the annihilating nothingness of the incinerator.

The most powerful flames of all kinds, under the whim of the Lord of Fire, transformed into destructive torrents that scorched the heavens and boiled the seas, sweeping towards the Titan of Death, Iapetus!

The terrifying weaver of death, Iapetus, the symbol of endless cycles and the reaper of death, now held nothing back, unleashing his terrifying power!

The Cronus before him perfectly overlapped with the invincible figure deep in His memory!

He firmly believed that Cronus, with his courage and magnanimity, was absolutely invincible!
For the first time, He revealed His own terrifying and horrifying death Titan body without reservation or regard for the consequences.

He held tightly in his hand the "Original End," which could change at will and reap everything.

At this moment, the entire God transformed into a deathly shadow that enveloped the universe, and He completely unleashed His terrifying authority to weave death and reap life!
The life of all beings is but a fragile thread in His hand!
All life, under the scythe that dominates life, can only crumble inch by inch!

Even though Hestia is now incredibly powerful, the line between life and death is repeatedly and precisely manipulated and mercilessly slashed by Iapetus's invisible and tangible scythe, a symbol of end and death.

Her magnificent fiery divine body was also constantly breaking apart, disintegrating and disintegrating!

Fortunately, the energy of the endless stars surged in, reshaping her form.

But she could only struggle in this cycle of destruction and rebirth, unable to achieve any substantial results.

Even a flame that burns eternally has its own pulse of life.

And this pulse of life, before Iapetus unleashing his full power, before the cold-blooded authority of the Death Reaper, could only be ruthlessly harvested and annihilated.

One after another, brilliant stars were drained of their energy by Hestia, extinguished instantly, and plunged into utter silence, turning into cold cosmic tombstones.

In the next instant, their cold remains were turned into cosmic dust by the aftershocks of the great god's battle.

Even though Hestia possessed almost limitless energy, it could only burn with powerless rage and roar incessantly in the face of Iapetus's unsolvable law of death, unable to truly harm Him in the slightest.

If it weren't for Hyperion and Crios secretly mobilizing the stars of the universe to continuously send them to her side...

If it weren't for the sun god Helios and the moon goddess Selene continuously supplying her with pure stellar energy...

If it weren't for Demeter, the goddess of abundance, who constantly provided her with an inexhaustible supply of "firewood" and endowed the flame with an inextinguishable vitality.

She alone could never be a match for the Death Reaper who wields the Primal End.

However, even though the Death Weaver was so powerful, He faced a formidable combination of Hestia, Demeter, and the sun god and moon god, with the secret assistance of Crios and Hyperion.

He was also powerless to intervene in other battlefields and could only focus all his efforts on dealing with them.

For a time, the battle on this side fell into an intractable stalemate, with the collision of endless energy and death shaking the starry sky.

As for the other battlefields, Poseidon's ferocious smile became even more pronounced on his face.

With the covert support of Oceanus, Hyperion, the lord of the heavens, and Crios, the framework of the universe.

And with the help of the Titans of the stars—Astroeus, Pallas, and Perseus, sons of Clios.

He wields the power of the sea and oceans with unbridled abandon. The stars and the vast ocean are also the sea!

Endless primordial ocean water roared forth from the depths of the void, carrying countless stars, and coalescing into towering waves and surging tides that rolled the stars!

With a force capable of engulfing all the heavens and myriad worlds, it swept towards Koos, the god of insight!

The petty and violent Poseidon is determined to take revenge!

The god of earth-shaking is currently shaking and controlling the waves of the starry sea!

Every drop of "water" in those starry waves is a star driven by divine power!
Every drop of water vibrates and resonates with each other, forming an absolutely unstoppable destructive resonance.

With an absolutely unstoppable force, it formed an incredibly terrifying destructive resonance, determined to completely shatter the all-knowing primordial Titan!

However, this seemingly unstoppable cataclysmic flood was utterly useless against Coeus.

Poseidon's massive offensive was nothing more than a child's tactic that could be easily evaded by Coeus, the god of insight and thought; it was clumsy and ineffective.

No matter how terrible Poseidon's attacks were, no matter how violent and frightening Poseidon's offensive was, Coeus could always easily evade its sharp edge in the fraction of a second before destruction.

Even more terrifying is that, under the influence of his divine authority of insight and thought, Poseidon often forgot how to wield his divine power in a coherent manner. His originally fierce attacks were always intermittent and unable to form an effective connection.

Then, those uncontrollable stellar waves, amidst the chaotic resonance of the drifting currents, suddenly exploded, transforming into the most dazzling, grandest, and most poignant series of fireworks in the universe!
The violent energy explosion even caused Poseidon, the instigator, to have his divine body shaken and become disoriented.

They were in a sorry state for a time.

Poseidon could only roar in frustration, his attacks becoming increasingly frenzied.

However, although Poseidon and his allies could not defeat Coeus, Coeus was also unable to defeat them in the short term, and the two sides were also locked in a stalemate.

The bright eyes of Metis, the goddess of wisdom, were now sharply focused on every corner of the battlefield, discerning everything.

The clarity and wisdom of the gods are imbued deep within their divinity. Under the blessing of this wisdom, the two insightful gods, each caught in a fierce battle, are no longer able to effectively subdue the gods who are going all out.

White-armed Hera, her stunningly beautiful face now cold and stern, her gaze icy.

She is indeed a gentle and loving mother goddess.

However, the hearts of most goddesses are usually no bigger than the tip of a needle.

She had never forgotten the time when Forbes ambushed her in the dark, causing her to suffer a loss.

She was happy that Zeus helped her get revenge, but the thought of Zeus and Metis being so affectionate now filled her with bitterness and sorrow.

Heartbroken and depressed, she's been in a really bad mood lately.

However, she wasn't the kind of god who would easily lose her temper with other deities or take her anger out on innocent people; she was really holding back her anger.

Now is the time to vent my anger!

(End of this chapter)