A different world game? A different world game!

The Earthshaking Palace did not stop at the arena, but continued to fly at high speed into the deeper part of the ship.

After passing a plaza filled with massive weapon sculptures and several rugged, fortress-like halls, it finally stopped in front of a relatively simple palace.

The style of this palace differs from the overall wild and powerful feel of the ship; it appears exceptionally simple and imposing.

The main body is constructed from a deep, light-absorbing obsidian with straight, firm lines and no superfluous decorative reliefs.

Only simple geometric patterns symbolizing power and protection are imprinted on the massive lintels and pillars.

It is more like the core fortress of a fortress, exuding a restrained yet majestic majesty.

The divine bull came to a smooth stop.

The four mighty angels jumped down first and stood on either side.

Kronos led the way, followed closely by Cana and Luminar, as they stepped onto the wide platform in front of the palace, paved with a single piece of dark metal.

The palace’s massive, heavy obsidian doors slid silently inward.

Stepping inside, the interior is quite different from its simple exterior.

The space was extremely spacious, the floor was warm and smooth like jade, and the walls radiated a faint energy glow that illuminated the entire hall.

The most eye-catching part is the center of the hall.

A round stone table, not particularly large, but exuding an air of stability, has been set up.

The stone table is made of a material that resembles jade but is not jade; it is warm and understated, with simple patterns engraved on the tabletop.

Three large chairs of the same material, each suited to the size of its occupant, are arranged in a triangle around the stone table.

Standing gracefully at the table were several maids composed of pure wind elements.

Their bodies were translucent blue-green, with a gentle flow of energy swirling within them, their forms elegant yet indistinct.

They had no clear faces, only swirling points of light serving as their "eyes," silently floating in the air.

They might be carrying a huge wine jug, a jade plate filled with various fruits, or a steaming, fragrant roasted giant beast.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of spices, oils, and some exotic fruit, along with the refreshing scent of an invigorating elixir of energy.

"Haha, please take a seat! Don't be shy!"

Kronos laughed and walked to the head seat, gesturing for Cana and Luminar to sit on his left and right respectively.

The three people sat down, forming a stable triangle.

The wind elemental maidens immediately arrived like a gentle breeze.

Long, flowing arms gracefully tilted, pouring a golden liquid that shimmered with stardust-like brilliance into three enormous golden chalices engraved with Titan battle patterns.

The wine in the glass was like flowing liquid gold, with tiny sparkles of starlight floating and sinking inside.

At the same time, various delicacies were silently placed on the table.

Roasted to a golden brown and glistening perfection, the hind leg meat of the unknown behemoth exudes an enticing aroma.

The entire astral fish, covered in strange scales, was steaming.

Huge, jewel-like astral fruits filled the fruit platter.

There are also plant roots and fungi that radiate powerful life energy fluctuations...

"Homage to our new friend! Savior from the Holy Stone Plane—Kana!"

Cronus raised his enormous golden cup, his single eye filled with sincere fervor.

"And a toast to our old friend, the wise craftsman Luminar! May our friendship be as strong and enduring as the backbone of the Titans! Cheers!"

The rich aroma of the wine and the surging divine energy are overwhelming.

Cana and Luminar also raised their glasses.

Cana's blood-silver eyes reflected the starlight flowing in the cup, and he could feel the immense life force and the grand blessings of the Titan pantheon contained within this divine brew.

He responded solemnly.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Your Excellency Kronos. To friendship, to strength, and to the eternal order!"

The faceted crystals of Luminar also shimmered with an approving light, emitting a pleasant hum in response to the clinking of glasses.

The golden chalice gently clinked together in the air, producing a clear and melodious sound.

A feast belonging to the gods, held deep within the astral mobile fortress, officially began in this atmosphere where primal energy and power intertwined.

……

The energy shield high above Star Ring City has already gone through several cycles of light and darkness.

But for the three beings within this simple obsidian palace on the deck of the ship, time is nothing more than the luster of divine brew flowing in a cup.

Three days.

What is a long feast for mortals is nothing more than a brief, slightly tipsy chat for the gods.

"belch……"

Kronos let out a satisfied, thunderous burp, his thick arms supporting his massive, heavy head.

His single, deep-set eye, as dark as lava, was now somewhat hazy, its sharp edge replaced by a kind of unrestrained intoxication, as if veiled by a warm mist.

He held the huge golden cup in his hand and shook it slightly. The stardust wine remaining at the bottom of the cup swirled and emitted a mellow aroma that soothed the soul.

"Ha...ha! That...that idiot called 'Rotten Festering Sore'!"

Kronos's voice was even more rugged, as if muffled thunder was rolling in his chest, and his words were tinged with the excitement and exhilaration of alcohol.

"Thinking he can hide in... in the Soul Devouring Nebula and no one will find him? Bah! That... that stench of a destroyed world emanating from him, even from... burp... across half a star field, could kill a Star Whale!"

Kana leaned back on the large stone chair, looking equally refreshed and slightly tipsy.

The blood-red veins flowing through his silver hair seemed even brighter and more vivid, as if they were alive.

At this moment, he was neither in his mortal form nor in his fully awakened divine body.

Rather, it is a form that lies in the middle.

It displays divine power, yet it is not noisy.

A relaxed and carefree smile graced his handsome face, and his blood-silver eyes reflected the excitedly waving arms of Chronos.

This divine brew, named "Titan's Blazing Sun," truly lives up to its name. It was personally brewed by the god of wine and is said to be a rare treasure that can even make one "slightly tipsy" with great divine power.

After three days of drinking, the fatigue from the continuous travel was completely swept away.

It made him feel more clearly that his newly born divine body was being nurtured and tempered by an invisible force, and his perception of order and rules seemed to have become more acute.

Every drop of wine contains the blessings of the Titans and the abundant life force. The fact that Cronus is willing to share it shows his joy and generosity at this moment.

"I...I chased him for a full...a full three hundred astral years!"

Kronos slammed his hand on the table, causing the fruit platter and roasted meat on it to jump, and the wind elemental maidservant beside him to float away silently.

He strained to open his one eye, trying to focus, mimicking the scene. "'Pustules,' that guy, was...like a crushed slug! Burrowing and burrowing... *burp*...and I punched him!"

He threw a punch so hard that the force of the blow even made Cana's silver hair flutter.

"They blasted a huge hole in his... that broken divine kingdom glued together by vengeful spirits! Hahaha! He was so scared... so scared he couldn't even pronounce the god's name properly!"

Luminar sat to one side; his crystal body could not actually drink the liquid, but Kronos had clearly taken that into account.

Another "drink," made from pure energy crystals and astral light, is being slowly absorbed by his core crystal nucleus through a special crystal conduit.

Although he had no expression, the light flowing across his facets was softer and slower than usual, carrying a rhythm similar to "contentment".

Listen quietly to Cronus's intermittent yet passionate narration.

"Tear it down! I'll tear it to shreds!"

Kronos grinned, revealing a set of teeth that looked as if they could crush stars.

"His 'rotten authority' was forcibly... burp... blocked by the rule of 'flesh and blood regeneration'!"

"His 'corrupted godhood' was thrown into...thrown into a stellar furnace to burn! It crackled and popped as it burned!"

"Finally... that last bit of pitiful divine essence... hehe, I sealed it away... beneath the Stone of Order, deepest within Mount Titan."

"It won't be...it won't be a million years before you...you can't come out and cause trouble again!"

He forcefully raised a finger, as if to emphasize the length of time, then leaned back slightly in his chair and let out a huge, satisfied sigh.

"Feels good! It's...it's fucking good!"

At the level of deities, whether righteous or evil, true death is extremely difficult.

If one possesses only weak divine power, death might still be a possibility. But once one ascends to higher levels, even reaching the level of weak divine power makes true death extremely difficult.

By leaving a little room for maneuver, one can still make a comeback over time.

However, no one knows when the return will take place or whether things will have changed.

This span of time is no different from a new birth, and no one, not even the gods, knows what kind of unexpected events might occur within it.

If it is deliberately sealed by the enemy, the duration will be extended again, which is almost the same as before.

This is also a form of death for the gods.

Karna listened with a smile, raised his golden cup, and saluted Cronus: "Your Majesty Cronus, your divine power is awe-inspiring. Such an evil god should end like this."

He took a small sip, and the stardust-like liquid slid down his throat, transforming into a warm current that spread throughout his body, bringing comfort to his very soul.

This wine is not only for enjoyment, but also for nourishing the gods and embodying the profound heritage of the Titan pantheon.

The light from the Luminar core flickered in sync, emitting a low, approving hum.

As he swallowed the last sip of divine brew, Cronus slammed the enormous golden cup down on the stone table, making a crisp echo.

The intoxication in his eyes remained, but beneath that boldness, the clarity of a god gradually returned, and his single eye refocused on Kana with the gentleness and seriousness of an elder looking at an outstanding junior.

"Alright, we've had our fill of drinking and told our stories."

Kronos's voice deepened, carrying the solemnity one would only have when discussing serious matters, though the bold tone still lingered at the end.

“Kana, I know you’re eager to go to my home world, the Titan world. You are a newly born god, and there are many ancient beings and structures in the astral plane that you may not yet be aware of.”

"While the effects of the alcohol haven't completely worn off, let me give you a brief introduction to our Titan pantheon."

He adjusted his posture to make himself appear more formal.

"The Titan pantheon," a proud gleam shone in Cronus's single eye.

"They are a group of gods born from the world of Titan. Our world is the first place in this vast astral plane to break free from the clutches of the void and be reborn in flames!"

His voice carried a weighty sense of history.

"Those were unimaginable ancient times. We experienced destruction, rebuilt from the ruins, walked through a long period of darkness, and finally ushered in a brilliant golden age, and... step by step stepped into the ranks of the 'Brilliant World'."

The Brilliant World, the world that possesses this title, is only a handful among the countless planes of the entire astral plane.

And the Titan world is the most dazzling and brightest of them all.

“In this process,” Kronos’s tone became impassioned, “while the gods of other worlds were still groping in the dark, or even fighting each other in the midst of chaos, the gods of our Titans had already realized the importance of order.”

"We no longer fight individually, but have come together as a whole—an orderly, well-organized pantheon with a clear division of labor and a unified goal."

"We travel to every corner of the astral plane, building the first walls of order, hunting down those chaotic evil gods who wreak havoc, and bringing shelter and hope to countless weak worlds and races."

“The Titan pantheon,” he patted his chest forcefully, “is the original banner of the Order, and the symbol that still stands strong today!”

This is absolutely true.

Even the modern Titan pantheon, which is millions of years old, remains a symbol of order and continues to be at the forefront of maintaining the world.

He paused, seemingly recalling something, or perhaps organizing his thoughts.

"At the heart of the entire pantheon," Cronus said, his voice filled with unparalleled reverence, "is our great Father God! He is our creator and our guide."

"And even more so... the one who saved our world in that initial cataclysmic disaster—the Glorious Titan Savior!"

He pronounced the divine name with exceptional clarity and force, filled with emotion.

"This is His original and most cherished divine name, carrying the deepest gratitude and faith of all our Titan people."

"Of course, as the pantheon grew, the astral plane also bestowed upon Him other great titles, such as [Father of the Titans], [Lord of Brilliant Radiance]..."

He waved his hand, "These all shine like stars, but only the name 'Savior' is the most eternal mark in our hearts."

It is precisely for this reason that he takes it so seriously when he learns that Kana has the title of savior and is also facing a world being invaded by the void.

Even though there was a difference of two levels of divine power between them, they still treated each other with respect and regarded each other as equals.

"Father God, you possess great divine power!"

Kronos's voice was filled with absolute awe.

"The authority He wields is the most fundamental and powerful concept in the astral plane: [Hope], [Prosperity], [Order], [Creation]! He is the cornerstone of our pantheon and one of the most powerful pillars of the entire Order side."

"Under the Father God..."

Kronos continued his introduction, his tone slightly softening.

"They are three supreme goddess queens. They are a trinity, the cornerstone of the stable pantheon, and the source of power to protect the Titan world."

"Sometimes they appear outwardly as one, and sometimes they take turns appearing... Their very existence is a sacred mystery."

“We usually know that the goddesses are powerful, but it is always difficult to determine which one is in the outside world and what kind of authority she wields, nor is it necessary to investigate too much... because their essence remains the same.”

This is a vague concept; that is, there are three goddesses, but it could also be said that there is one.

There must be some kind of rule at play, and it is also an external manifestation of that rule.

Regardless of the circumstances, it can certainly be described as powerful. (End of Chapter)