Thanatos didn't know much more, but he keenly sensed that something was wrong. However, unlike others, Thanatos remained calm. This calmness came from the confidence his majesty had instilled in him.
Nereus, on the other hand, knew more, including some insider information. Naturally, this made him far more fearful. After all, compared to Thanatos, Nereus lacked the same level of confidence.
In fact, it was clear to any discerning person.
The Underworld King.
The Sea Emperor.
The Heavenly Emperor.
Although the three God-Kings jointly governed this era, the truth was that, compared to Poseidon and Zeus, Hades was the one truly in control, the one ruling everything.
It could be said without any hesitation.
Hades possessed the strength, qualifications, and power to become the next Cronus. Moreover, with Erebus and Nyx standing behind him, things were entirely different.
Look at Poseidon and Zeus?
People!
Sometimes, it's not the comparison itself that matters, but when you do compare, the gap becomes glaring.
This saying applies not only to humans but also to gods. And for these three God-Kings, this gap is especially evident. At times, the difference is so vast that it's hard to comprehend or even imagine.
Thanatos and Nereus both left.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Prometheus was also hiding in the shadows.
However!
At this moment, Prometheus felt fear. His eyes flickered with terror as he gazed at the Titan-blooded giants before him. His entire divine being felt uneasy.
"No… something's not right."
"No!"
"This can't be!"
Prometheus's face was filled with shock. To be precise, he couldn't understand, much less imagine, what was happening. What was causing this?
Indeed!
At this moment, Prometheus felt something was terribly wrong. It all seemed bizarre, and the underlying issues were too significant to ignore.
Gaia, Pontus…
The plans of the ancient Creator God, that supreme being.
Prometheus knew some of it, and because he knew, he felt fear. That kind of power—could it really be resisted by gods born in later generations?
This was Prometheus's thought, and it wasn't wrong.
Because!
The terror of that power was beyond imagination. Given such overwhelming strength, what would the outcome be?
Clearly.
The answer was obvious. Just a little thought would reveal that this was an extremely terrifying and frightening force.
"Hoo~~~"
Prometheus exhaled deeply, trying to calm himself down. Inwardly, he muttered, "Stay calm! I must stay calm. Something's wrong—very wrong. There's a major issue here. It shouldn't be happening like this!"
Prometheus couldn't understand.
The reason was simple.
These movements were supposed to be part of a future plan that had been communicated to him. But!
This wasn't supposed to happen now!
The sudden implementation at this time was extremely strange, and indeed, this was no trivial matter.
"How could this be?"
"What exactly is going on?"
To say that Prometheus was completely bewildered would not be an exaggeration. Everything had exceeded his expectations and was beyond his control.
This was something Prometheus simply couldn't accept!
And this was no joke.
For Prometheus, the god of wisdom, his pride and self-confidence stemmed from his intelligence.
In his heart, Prometheus had always been filled with absolute confidence and arrogance, believing that his wisdom could handle anything.
But!
When real changes occurred, when plans shifted, when everything went beyond his expectations…
When that figure stood in front of him, what Prometheus felt was absolute despair. He had no chance to resist, no qualifications to fight back, no matter how hard he tried.
It was utterly unrealistic.
"Stay calm!"
"Stay calm!"
Prometheus forced himself to remain composed. He knew that if he didn't, the situation would spiral even further out of control.
He understood that what had happened was irreversible, and even if he wanted to change it, it was no longer realistic.
Because of this.
Prometheus had to stay calm. Staying calm was the most important thing now.
"Let me think…"
"Let me think…"
Prometheus's mind raced, quickly analyzing every plan and scenario. His thoughts surged as countless ideas flashed through his head.
At this moment, Prometheus's mind was filled with countless possibilities.
However, no matter how he thought about it, Prometheus understood one thing very clearly: everything was in chaos. His carefully laid plans had been completely disrupted.
"No…"
"No!"
"This cannot continue!"
Prometheus suppressed his inner turmoil, slowly calming himself down.
He knew that acting rashly would be meaningless at this point. He had to keep his composure.
After one last glance, Prometheus left.
At that moment.
After Prometheus had gone, a mysterious divine force suddenly emerged from the earth. Silent and undetectable by any god, it quietly flowed through the land, nourishing and empowering the bloodlines of the giants.
In an imperceptible way, the giants would grow more terrifying and powerful. This strength would surpass the limits of the Silver Age, breaking free from the constraints of an era dominated by humans.
If they truly transcended these limitations.
Then!
In this Silver Age, would humans still be the true protagonists?
That would be uncertain.
For Prometheus, he still had a chance to ascend to the position of a God-King, thanks to his role in guiding humanity. This was Prometheus's unique responsibility. But if everything vanished…
What would happen then?
Who could say?
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