Greece: I am the master of destiny!

Cronus had never hated a god so much, nor had he ever wanted a god to die so much.

This pure hatred was even more intense than that for Uranus, who had deposed Him.

He was just too weak before, too weak to show his resentment.

Only now, seeing the white figure being targeted by the crazed Uranus, did a hint of satisfaction, as if he had finally avenged his great grudge, appear in Cronus's eyes.

Fight! Let's battle! It would be best if we all perished together!

Cronus cursed wildly in his heart, but beneath that extreme resentment lay a fear that even he himself refused to acknowledge.

When did that wretched god of prophecy become able to fight against Uranus?

Although Uranus was no longer the king of gods at this moment, he was still a powerful god above gods, a god that even his brothers and sisters could not defeat together.

Yet this mighty Uranus roared madly at Prometheus, claiming that Prometheus had outmaneuvered him!

What did Prometheus do to drive Uranus to such madness? It's truly terrifying to think about!

Upon careful reflection, Cronus realized with a start that from the very beginning, at the coronation ceremony of the god-king and the birth of Prometheus, all the gods had been led by the nose by Him! This even included that magnificent god-king!

With just a few prophecies, He made Him invincible, making the Titans hesitant to attack Him.

Cronus tried to scheme against Him, but Prometheus countered with a prophecy, turning the king of the gods into his henchman. He effortlessly eliminated dissidents and gained the king's trust.

When He discovered that Uranus was becoming increasingly cruel, He devised a plan to rebel against the heavens...

By uniting with Gaia, the Mother Earth, and persuading the Titans, He manipulated all the gods step by step, making them all follow His script.

Driven by Him, Cronus even raised the scythe of rebellion against Uranus, confirming the prophecy that He was the one who rebelled.

No god cares whether He was desperate or had no other choice. His brothers and sisters will only say that the prophecy was right and that Cronus was the one who rebelled with the sword!

So, even though the current situation was caused by Prometheus's prophecy, His brothers and sisters blamed Him for everything!

And He, Prometheus? He is the savior of this world, the savior of all the gods!

How ridiculous this is, and how... terrifying this is!

And the goddess that Prometheus summoned could actually weave the fate of Uranus!

What's most unacceptable is that such a powerful goddess would actually choose to help Prometheus!

What is their relationship?!

It couldn't be that Prometheus became the servant of this strange goddess in order to save his own life!

Cronus dared not think any further about all of this. What he refused to admit was that at this moment, his fear of Prometheus even surpassed that of the terrifying Lord of the heavens, Uranus!

If even such a powerful god-king could be schemed against to the point of being abandoned by all, what else could Prometheus not be able to calculate?

Cronus now only hopes that Uranus can completely wipe Prometheus out!

For this, He was even willing to expose His own wickedness!

"Prometheus, you're the one who caused all of this! You're the one who ruined everyone!"

Cronus roared with all his might, as if reminding Uranus, or as if venting his resentment and hatred of so many years.

"Cronus, shut up!"

The radiant goddess of justice and order, with a fierce expression, reprimanded him as her longsword erupted with dazzling golden light, slamming heavily into Cronus.

Cronus, possessing only the power of a minor god, was utterly unable to dodge the attack. He was instantly struck, coughing up blood and flying backward, about to be smashed into the ocean...

Just then, the space-time around Him froze slightly, and a figure appeared beside Him, stabilizing His body as He was about to crash into the water.

It was the beautiful goddess of time, Rhea.

Rhea looked at Cronus, who was critically injured and on the verge of death with just one blow, and a look of pity and heartache flashed in her eyes. She looked angrily at Themis, who had made the move, but in the end, she said nothing.

Because she knew... that Cronus had ultimately done something very dishonest.

But Cronus, critically wounded and spitting out blood, suddenly burst into laughter, simply because...

After being reminded by Him, Uranus attacked Prometheus without hesitation!

The sky trembled, the laws of the universe roared, and in that instant, the entire world paled in comparison!

A terrifying power surged wildly from Uranus's body, eventually coalescing into a law that terrified the gods, which then slammed into Prometheus.

Prometheus sighed softly and raised his hand slightly towards Uranus.

A golden thread that looked incredibly familiar to the gods appeared in Prometheus's hand, and the gods' expressions instantly became incredibly varied.

Then they watched as Prometheus turned his hand, and all his divine power quickly gathered in his palm, and the golden thread also changed in his hand.

"In the name of the chief god, the weaver of fate, I weave the destiny of the heavens, so that all its harm may not come near me!"

As His words fell, the golden thread once again darted toward Uranus and vanished in an instant, causing Uranus's movements to pause once more.

The rage in Uranus's eyes was almost tangible; he wished he could skin the man who had plotted against him alive, but he had no choice but to stop.

Because He discovered that He could no longer get close to Prometheus!

This scene caused the twelve Titans' expressions to change drastically, and they all looked at the mysterious goddess who called herself Hecate.

Hecate wore a faint smile but showed no reaction.

She didn't even make a move!

Now that things have come to this, what is there that the gods don't understand? There is only one situation in which a god can use the laws of another god, and that is...

"From God, she's actually your follower!"

Uranus spat out those words through gritted teeth, his gaze toward Prometheus now tinged with a complex mix of resentment and malice.

Their suspicions were confirmed, and the twelve Titans' expressions changed.

The moment Hecate appeared, they began to speculate about the relationship between Hecate and Prometheus.

Although some guessed that it was about the chief god and the subordinate gods, everyone thought that Prometheus was Hecate's subordinate god.

Even Uranus thought so.

The reason is simple: they simply couldn't fathom how a powerful deity with the ability to weave the laws of fate could willingly become a subordinate of a useless prophetic god, especially since the other party was weaker than them!

How is this possible?!

But now, the glaring facts are right in front of them, making them almost pop their eyes out.

But faced with the gods' stunned silence, Prometheus merely raised his eyelids indifferently and calmly spoke:

"Titans, what are you still hesitating for?"

"Now is the time for you to clear your name—"

"Punishment, Heaven!"