Therefore, battles between gods generally stop at an appropriate point, ending with one side's concession.
Of course, this applies only to law-gods, especially the fundamental ones.
This is also the fundamental reason why, after Kronos began encroaching upon the gods' authorities and devouring them in parallel, he quickly lost the hearts of the gods.
His approach was simply too excessive—truly fatal—touching the very root of divine existence!
This workable, effective way of devouring the gods' authorities might even slowly devour their spiritual essences, ultimately swallowing the laws they represent and bringing about the gods' true annihilation.
The gods could not be as ruthless as Kronos; they lacked the God-King's authority, lacked the authority of creation, and could not engender laws in a targeted fashion.
Thus the gods could only intermarry and beget as many children as possible, letting these newborn deities preemptively occupy various laws so as to block Kronos from linking to those laws and deny him the chance to devour their own authorities.
But in the end this was merely a stopgap that treated the symptoms, not the root; given enough time, Kronos could sooner or later devour everything by means of his powerful harvesting and creation authorities.
Yet, at present, Kronos devoured only laws and not spiritual essences (because spirit is troublesome and takes an enormous time to consume; he had simply not had the chance), which made it hard for the gods to truly make up their minds to rebel against him to the death.
The courage to stake their lives against the invincible Kronos was not easy to muster.
If they did not fight to the death, a beautiful future might never come; but if they did, they might have no present at all.
Moreover, Kronos also found it hard to devour the Titans—these most fundamental laws of the universe—so the gods were all the less inclined to risk everything.
Yet they were unwilling simply to endure, watching Kronos erode their authorities until he ultimately devoured all.
Therefore they were willing to give Zeus measured support, pushing him to the fore as the spearpoint against Kronos.
If Zeus failed, then surely some other deity would be pushed out in the future to lead a life-and-death struggle against Kronos.
Unless Kronos completely abandoned centralization.
As of now, the struggle between Kronos and Zeus no longer followed the rules that applied to ordinary divine quarrels.
Between them it had become a fight to the death, pure and simple!
Only the victor would survive!
But regardless of how one intended to dispose of the other, the basic premise now was: first smash the other's divine body! Find a way to defeat the other completely! If you can't even win, talking about ultimate solutions is getting ahead of yourself.
The God-King Kronos, even after Zeus had carved him up so miserably and drastically weakened his strength, still possessed overwhelming combat power.
With Poseidon and Hestia as the main attackers and Demeter and Hera supporting from the flanks, even with the gods working together they were far from being a match for the God-King and could only barely pin him down.
In wielding laws they were still too green, and the very laws they exercised had once been in Kronos's hands.
To display them now before the God-King was nothing but showing off in front of a master craftsman—completely useless, incapable of dealing substantive harm.
As for the comparison of bodily might, the gap was even wider.
Even though Zeus had already split off more than half of Kronos's divine body and apportioned that seized power to Poseidon and the others,
The God-King still held an absolutely crushing advantage with what remained—enough to steamroll every foe.
The God-King was simply too strong.
His divine body was the most perfect, most powerful existence.
As God-King, this body had performed world-opening feats from the moment Mother of All, Gaia, created it; it was itself the embodiment of the universe's primordial power.
Over countless ages, his divine body had only grown more perfect and formidable.
It had accumulated immeasurable vast divine power from innumerable living beings—the power unconsciously contributed by all creatures in the universe—raising him to a supreme realm unimaginable to ordinary gods.
The gods' struggle of laws was grand in scale; the power of laws roiled between heaven and earth, already affecting the world's operating order.
But in fact there were no effective results.
After a long contest of laws, in the end this struggle that had yielded no substantive progress had to return to the most primitive, most direct contest—the clash of strength between divine bodies.
As ever, the most hotheaded, Poseidon—the wild god of the sea—roared and charged first.
He was the very incarnation of the endless ocean, surging like landslides and tidal waves, bearing down on Kronos with an irresistible posture.
And then the God-King slapped him flying with a single palm.
At unbelievable speed he smashed through more than a dozen mountain ranges that stretched for tens of millions of miles; each peak collapsed with a boom under his impact and turned to dust.
Vast splashes of divine fluid spattered—Poseidon's divine blood—falling like raindrops, lavishly strewn between heaven and earth, gleaming with a dazzling light.
The gap in divine power was too great.
Far too great—enough to drive a god to despair!
Poseidon's tragic fate shocked Hestia and the others to the core.
They decisively abandoned the idea of bodily combat and instead continued to harry him with laws, but it was obvious how hard it was to hold out; their counterattacks teetered under the God-King's might.
Seeing that Hestia and the others were about to buckle under the God-King's pressure, Zeus gently shook his head and rose.
His figure shot toward Kronos at a speed beyond all mortal understanding.
A punch beyond the speed of light, bearing a terrifying power that tore the void, smashed hard into the Titan body of the God-King.
Kronos, the supreme God-King who ruled the universe, didn't even have time to react before that inconceivable impact struck him head-on; his vast, towering body was blasted backward with a thunderous crash!
The God-King was driven back at a speed almost too fast for the naked eye; everything behind him—mountains, earth, even barriers constructed of law—crumbled to powder and were utterly obliterated.
Even the very concept of space keened under the shock of this beyond-ultimate force, twisting and collapsing as the God-King flew back.
Wherever the punch passed, the tightly compacted, rock-solid material space shattered like fragile thin ice, revealing the chaotic void of nothingness beneath existence.
At the instant the fist struck Kronos's divine body, an indescribable, dreadful might erupted.
It was like the great explosion at the dawn of creation; all matter, energy, and even concepts around were annihilated by the terrible aftershock and returned to chaos.
Know that in this highest-spec mythic world, even the speed of light is not the ultimate speed of material motion, and even methods that surpass light speed cannot inflict the slightest harm upon its resilient space.
The concept of space in this realm is incomparably tough and solid; even the immensely powerful primordial Titans can hardly truly toy with the power of space.
The mass of this world is simply too great.
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