Greece: I am the master of destiny!

At this moment, the twelve Titans finally understood why it was the eldest son who raised the sword.

The original eldest son was Oceanus, but with Uranus putting them back into Gaia's womb, it was as if they were conceived anew.

And the first one born this time was naturally the one who wielded the knife! That is, the so-called eldest son!

It was at this moment that the gods realized that while they did not know how to fight against the God-King, the prophetic god had already given them the answer.

That is-

"It all begins and ends there."

Unfortunately, they did not realize it at the time, and only now do they understand.

The moment Cronus swung his scythe, the "patriarchy" on Uranus vanished. He became king of the gods through "patriarchy," so when "patriarchy" disappeared, the title of king of the gods naturally disappeared as well.

All of this happened too fast and too suddenly. Uranus was completely unaware of what was happening. When he recovered from the excruciating pain, most of his divine power had already dissipated.

That cosmic power, recognized by the will of the world, has completely departed from Him.

"No! Give it back to me!"

Uranus let out a piercing scream, and without hesitation, he tried to snatch back the chunk of flesh that had been severed by the scythe!

With God's restorative power, as long as He can reclaim this flesh and blood, He can immediately restore it to its original state!

As the gods watched the enraged king approach, their deep-seated fear surged once more, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

But at that moment, a faint sigh came from the sky, yet it resounded like thunder in the ears of the gods:

"Pontos, it's time."

Pontus, who was being tortured and was covered in wounds by Uranus, was hiding in the distant sea. He was also shocked by this scene and was in a daze.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, the words the white-robed man had once spoken to him instantly echoed in his mind—

"To prevent future troubles!"

Pontos snapped back to his senses and realized how close the mass of flesh was to him. Without even thinking, he pounced on it!

The boundless power of the ocean enveloped the mass of flesh and blood, instantly sweeping it into the depths of the sea. Uranus immediately lost all connection with the mass of flesh and blood, leaving only blood-red foam on the surface of the sea.

"Aaaaah! How dare you betray me!"

Uranus was furious. The powerful god-king had never imagined that these weaklings, whom he could take from him at will, would dare to unite against him!

His wife and mother, his brothers, and his children all stood against him at this moment!

"Uranus, don't you understand?" The voice that had sighed at the beginning rang out again: "All of this today is your own doing."

"Who? Who's speaking!" Uranus roared angrily toward the source of the voice, "Come out!"

The voice sighed again, and then a white figure slowly appeared before the gods.

That turned out to be...

"Prometheus! It was you!" Uranus's eyes widened instantly, his voice filled with disbelief: "It was you! You were the one who plotted against me!"

"No, no one plotted against you; you deserve all of this."

Prometheus slowly spoke, "I told you from the beginning that power is eternal, but the holder of it is not."

"But you tried to rule the world forever with your cruelty. Your fate was sealed when you asked me to prophesy. I tried to dissuade you, but you still chose to prophesy."

"You chose your own destiny."

"Who do you think you are, to presume to determine my fate?"

Uranus, enraged, laughed, his divine power surging wildly as he unleashed his divine form, causing the entire sky to press down upon him.

Even without the blessing of world consciousness and the power of the creator god, He is still the mighty ruler of the sky! He is still a supreme god!

And He will kill all these traitors, even if it means destroying this entire newborn world!

But when faced with the mad god-king, Prometheus didn't even lift an eyelid, instead looking at the twelve Titans.

"Twelve Titans, are you willing to be cowards for the rest of your lives? Are you willing to be buried with this tyrant? Today is the day you wash away your shame!"

"If you win this battle, from this day forward you will be the symbols of courage and power. You will no longer be the cowardly Titans, but the great Titans! What are you still hesitating for?!"

"Shame can only be washed away with blood!"

This thunderous sound exploded in the ears of the twelve Titans, and the anger that had been suppressed for countless years finally dispelled the fear in their hearts!

Iapetus let out a furious roar first, his powerful divine strength erupting instantly as he charged towards Uranus like a madman.

With Him leading the way, the other Titans quickly joined the battle, their eyes filled with endless hatred.

At this moment, everyone understands that this is a fight to the death!

They have completely stood on the opposite side of Uranus, and Uranus will not let them go. In that case, let's fight!

Apart from Cronus, who had no more divine power after his desperate attack and could only watch from the sidelines, the other eleven Titans all had bloodshot eyes and charged forward recklessly, determined to wash away all the humiliation of so many years!

The moment the gods unleashed their full power, the terrifying fluctuations of divine energy reverberated throughout the world, altering the weather and causing celestial bodies to collapse.

Celestial bodies fell and crashed onto the earth, creating countless cracks. All things withered, the sun was obscured by dark clouds, and light disappeared from the world. Ocean currents were also cut off, and the blood of the Titans fell like rain!

Seeing the world engulfed in terrifying chaos, witnessing the nascent vegetation destroyed by the raging power of the gods, Prometheus sighed again and spoke softly:

Where is the goddess of victory?

"It's time to bring the dawn of victory to this war-torn world!"

As Prometheus spoke, he raised his hand and offered up the Bottle of Life. The divine life force flowed continuously into the ocean, and Styx's originally flat abdomen instantly swelled up, as a powerful life force was rapidly gestating within it.

The next moment, accompanied by a holy white light, a petite figure appeared in the white light on the endless ocean.

It was a girl who looked about five or six years old, with golden wings spread behind her and her whole body radiating a dazzling light.

The girl let out a soft sigh, her childish voice echoing throughout the world:

"Following the teachings of fate, I bless the twelve Titans at this moment, for their tyrannical rule will finally end, and today is that day..."

"The day the dawn breaks!"