Greece: I am the master of destiny!

"Prometheus, do you know what you're saying?"

Pallas's expression gradually turned serious. He gestured with his eyes towards the top of his head and lowered his voice, saying, "That's His Majesty..."

Not only Pallas, but Styx was also somewhat flustered at this moment. The two of them were like thieves with guilty consciences, afraid that the righteous god-king would descend from the sky while they were talking.

"Of course I know He is His Majesty." But Prometheus showed no panic like them, only a smile: "But have you forgotten what my laws are?"

Styx was the first to react, his beautiful eyes lighting up: "You are the god of prophecy, what have you foretold this time?"

Parastom was immediately intrigued, and Prometheus, meeting the gazes of the two gods, smiled and said:

"It did indeed foretell something, which may help everyone escape this completely out-of-control situation and, incidentally, rescue our Father God."

Upon hearing this, the two gods looked at each other, both seeing the excitement in each other's eyes.

"What have you foretold, Prometheus? Tell us."

Styx spoke with utmost solemnity, his expression serious: "Though we are weak, we will fight with all our might!"

"Tell me, what can we do?" Pallas replied, "We will do whatever it is within our power."

"You don't need to participate in the battle; you only need to work together to create a new law," Prometheus said slowly, offering an answer that surprised both gods.

Styx even doubted he had heard correctly, and couldn't help but pick at his ear: "Prometheus, could you say that again? I think I misheard. What? The birth of new laws?"

"Literally," Prometheus said. "You only need to bear children, and when your children are born, I will bring you the guidance of destiny."

Styx and Paras were even more bewildered, silently processing the news.

Uranus's power is beyond question.

With the support of the world's will, even all the gods that have been born so far combined wouldn't be enough for Uranus to defeat with one hand.

Therefore, the difficulty of fighting against Uranus is undoubtedly extremely high.

This is something that no single god could accomplish; it requires uniting all available forces.

In order to ensure a foolproof solution to Uranus's attack, Prometheus had no choice but to make a reluctant decision...

Okeanos suffered, and Uranus bore the blame.

In a war of gods of this magnitude, second-generation gods like Styx and Pallas, who possessed moderate divine power, were of little help. Therefore, the couple Prometheus invited this time were never the same one.

But...

Their unborn offspring.

Styx and Pallas's parents were both noble Titan gods, and their own laws were powerful enough. After two generations of gods had accumulated their power, the couple would have four children in the future.

The four children are:

Nike, the goddess of victory, symbolizes strength and good fortune; one could even say that possessing her means possessing victory.

Cratus, a god of strength, was even more powerful than Atlas, who was praised by Uranus, in terms of sheer power. In the end, he was chosen by Zeus, the king of the three generations of gods, to be his personal bodyguard.

There is also the god of violence, Bia, who symbolizes pure damage output and is inseparable from power.

Finally, there is Zelus, the god of passion and competition, who is the engine that drives battles and struggles.

In the original timeline, the Titanomachy broke out, and the wise Styx goddess of the Styx took her four children and joined Zeus early on. In the end, she successfully helped Zeus win the war, and the whole family gained Zeus's favor.

Nike, the goddess of victory, was later given to Athena by Zeus to be a subordinate goddess. Athena herself also possessed some of the divine authority over war, which meant that Ares, the true god of war, seemed to be perpetually on the path of defeat...

So normally, this is not the time when Nicholas was born. According to the original trajectory, after the second generation of gods ascended to the throne, the birth restriction was lifted, and Styx and Pallas created these four gods.

But now, Prometheus feels he can help them be born sooner.

As for the other three, forget about them. As for Nike, the goddess of victory, it would be best if she appeared and blessed them when they were fighting against Uranus.

Furthermore, Prometheus also needed to ensure that he maintained a good and controllable relationship with the goddess of victory.

This way, He would have more insurance when facing any god in the future, including Zeus.

If he couldn't do that, Prometheus would rather find a way to seal the goddess of victory away forever than accept her joining the camp of his enemy gods.

For example, a certain third-generation god-king who wishes to remain anonymous.

So He took advantage of the rare moment when the twelve Titans were not present, and the situation, though severe, was still controllable, to plot against the goddess of victory.

For this purpose, even if the situation is not serious enough, He will make it serious.

Styx was completely stunned. She looked down at her protruding belly, then at Pallas, who also looked troubled, her eyes filled with helplessness.

"But... Your Majesty the Prophet, we are unable to have children," Pallas said.

Styx frowned and couldn't help but say, "Right now, no one in the entire world except His Majesty the God-King can have offspring. Even if we wanted to help you, there's nothing we can do."

Neither she nor Pallas could understand the meaning of the prophecy, their expressions increasingly helpless.

"The great Mother Earth Gaia had already thought of this problem, so she specifically sent me to find you."

As Prometheus spoke, a divine light flashed in his hand, and a small white bottle radiating a dazzling halo slowly appeared from his palm. At that moment, the gentle fertility power of Mother Earth also spread.

Styx and Pallas exchanged a glance, both looking surprised and uncertain.

They all knew that if they listened to Prometheus and had a child at that moment, they would be completely opposed to Uranus.

Once Uranus discovers that they have disobeyed his orders, he will certainly not let them off the hook.

This forced them to hesitate.

"Could you be more specific?" Pallas asked cautiously. "It's about your prophecy."

Without realizing it, their tone became exceptionally respectful, even to their own surprise.

"These are all signs of fate. If you don't believe me, you can pretend I've never been here," Prometheus said calmly, without offering any explanation.

"You've misunderstood, we didn't mean that!" Pallas quickly said, "We just need some time to think it over..."

Prometheus stopped urging him, because he knew very well that when people are desperate, everyone will try to grasp at any glimmer of hope, whether they are human or god.

So Styx and Pallas's decision was actually predetermined.

He even pondered another question: Hecate... by now she should have reached the sacred mountain and met Gaia.

It's time for this good show to begin.