What's going on?
What is this?
No, seriously!
What on earth is Hades up to?
Is this never going to end?
Zeus' current state of mind was clearly unstable, or more accurately, definitely not good. It was like a joke, a ridiculous farce. What the hell was happening? Keres and Karl—those two had already become legitimate god-kings!
Adding Aether from earlier, the Underworld already had three god-kings, and now! Now you're telling me it's not over yet? You're even working on creating a fourth god-king? What?! Is this ever going to stop?
Good grief!
I really can't believe it! Zeus' mental state had clearly started to spiral out of control. He was no longer acting like a normal god, which wasn't surprising. Given his current state, if he were acting normally, that would be the real surprise.
The problem was obvious—it had started to become abnormal!
The more this dragged on, the more Zeus had to think carefully about what might be going wrong here.
And then?
Hehehe~~~
A major problem did arise. What in the world was Hades trying to pull? Stir up trouble? Are you crazy? Have you lost your mind? Even thinking about this possibility makes it clear what's happening, doesn't it?
Hades is now summoning a fourth god-king? The fourth! If you're really going that far, then this is just way too much!
Just imagining it tells you how ridiculous this is. Nurturing a fourth god-king? Is this not a bit too absurd? In a situation like this, anyone who's not an idiot can understand what's going on.
"..."
Hades just looked at Zeus indifferently. From start to finish, he showed almost no emotional fluctuation, his expression calm, as though he never cared about any of it.
Zeus' face remained equally calm, as if to say: It's already too late to stop anything now. Frankly, everything had come to this point, and stopping it was no longer possible.
Because of this.
Zeus tried to maintain control. There was no point! Why try to stop something when it was already impossible? Even thinking about it made Zeus realize how embarrassing it would be. Despite being a tyrannical god-king, Zeus wasn't about to do something so humiliating. No matter how you looked at it, that would have been utterly disgraceful.
And!
As the apocalyptic flood continued to flow, the Golden Age was gradually coming to an end.
Streams of divine power completely surged into Moirai's divine body. The four-as-one Goddess of Fate had finally reached her limit. Endless divine power flooded into Moirai, pushing her past her bottleneck, allowing her to take the next step.
The streams of divine energy, the radiant light, rapidly and perfectly merged into Moirai's body, accelerating her ascension.
In truth.
Compared to the other god-kings, Moirai's advancement had been one of the most complicated and difficult processes.
This was unavoidable and undeniable. For Moirai, the weaving of her fate was not something that could be accomplished simply by emerging at the end of the apocalyptic flood.
It was almost comedic.
Moirai had to perfectly plan every step from beginning to end. Only then could she truly weave her fate. Otherwise, she would merely have been a participant in this story of fate.
From the expeditionary force, to the holy wars, to the apocalyptic flood…
One could say!
Moirai had to deal with every step herself, weaving each event into her grand design. Only by ensuring these events occurred as planned could Moirai truly imprint herself into fate and establish herself as its master.
This was the fundamental core.
It wasn't as simple as standing at the end of it all, watching passively. If it were that easy, then everything would have been far too simple, wouldn't it?
Clearly!
This was not something that could be accomplished so easily. It was not a straightforward task.
The final outcome didn't need to be said. Moirai had succeeded in this. Or rather, with the help and efforts of the Underworld, she had truly accomplished this.
Through this step-by-step approach, Moirai gradually wove fate, using the apocalypse to fully ascend into a god-king.
Buzz~~~
Buzz~~~
Streams of divine energy merged into Moirai's body, her divine power rapidly increasing. Unlike Aether, Keres, or Karl...
These three god-kings, though powerful, were at the lowest level—mere Tier-1 god-kings, the weakest of their kind. They hadn't truly earned their ascension and couldn't be considered genuine god-kings.
But for Moirai, it was completely different. She had become a real god-king. While she might not possess the natural-born special qualities of Hades, Poseidon, or Zeus, as she wasn't a god-king by birth...
Still!
Moirai was no weak god-king. As she was reborn as a true god-king, the boundless divine energy she emitted seemed to announce to all the gods just how terrifying and mighty she had become.
Moirai's birth also served as a reminder to the gods of the immense power of the Underworld. Four god-kings?
No!
Before the gods could even fully digest this, something else happened—something entirely different. On the surface world, another surge of divine power erupted from the countless formations.
This power represented the sea, and it mixed with the apocalyptic flood, sweeping over most of the surface world. In that moment...
Zeus couldn't help but shift his gaze to Poseidon. What? You're taking a share too?!
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