Mythology: Spiritual Ruler

Hyperion didn't know what a period was, and the text at this time didn't need punctuation to break up the sentences.

But even so, the ancient sun god still understood the meaning of Kronos' words.

"Impossible, how could you still have this kind of power?!"

"You obviously don't even have the power to seal me, how can you still have the spare power to fight the sun itself?!!"

He was full of pride the moment before, and fell into the abyss the next moment. Hyperion didn't expect that his expected brilliant return would fail before it even started.

Capturing the sun with one hand, the last time such a thing happened was ten thousand years ago, but it was completely illogical.

Maintaining the seal was only for him personally, but now Kronos was fighting against the entire sun. If he still had this spare power, why did he unseal him?

Struggling frantically, the sun god tried to prove that the other party was just holding on, but although the sun continued to expand and shrink with the resistance of his master, it looked extremely ridiculous in the big hand transformed from the void.

It's not that it has no effect. Even the 'God King' at this moment has to face this level of power. But whether it works or not is obviously not the same as whether you can break free.

"Don't waste your energy. I warned you, Hyperion, but you obviously didn't listen."

With a chuckle, the power of time and space surrounded him. 'Cronus' looked at the sun, and also at the figure in the sun.

Not surprisingly, this should be the last time the other party communicated with him.

"But it doesn't matter. Giving hope first and then breaking it with your own hands is indeed the best way to let you learn to be respectful."

"Especially you, my child-"

As if thinking of something, the 'God King' lowered his head slightly.

The face as big as the sky looked down, and the thunderclouds were arranged in sequence, reflecting Zeus' desperate face.

The thunder blessed by his artifact was like a decoration for the God King. The silver snake danced windingly, but it only rippled a little on the body of the giant god, but it had no effect at all.

"Zeus, my rebellious child, as a father, I will teach you another lesson today."

Kronos sneered as he glanced at Oceanus, the god of the ocean. He no longer paid attention to the still clamoring sun god, but raised his hand holding the sun high, and then pressed it hard towards the east.

"Patience is sometimes necessary."

"Otherwise, your uncles' today will be your tomorrow."

Take the sun and the moon, shrink thousands of mountains, and manipulate the universe. In front of this giant god that connects the sky and the earth, half of the continent is just a hand away.

An era has passed, and after the era of Uranus, the sun once again came into contact with his old friend.

So on this day, the sun bathed the East China Sea.

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In a remote valley in the north of the continent.

Away from the battlefield of the gods and the disputes of the world, the god of speech Iapetus lived here alone.

Originally, after creating humans, their family came here together.

But later, his eldest and second sons, Prometheus and Epimetheus, chose Olympus together.

The forerunner claimed that they had offended the king of gods by creating humans, and because of their brother Atlas, they were inevitably hostile to Olympus, so he took Epimetheus with him to serve the new king indicated by fate.

As for his wife, the goddess of fame, Clymene, she could not stand the loneliness here, and rarely returned here in a year. She thought her husband didn't know, but Iapetus knew very well that she met the new sun god Helios at the goddess of boiling water.

However, the god of speech chose to let it go. In fact, they were equally strong. Since he couldn't stop her, he simply stayed in this valley alone, which was also quiet and comfortable.

Until today, he has witnessed the collapse of the sacred mountain, the setting of the sky, and the giant god who seemed to have created the world took off the sun and pressed it to the East China Sea in a short period of time.

Everything is so shocking, but also a bit familiar.

After all, he had seen similar scenes more than once. Some were in the last era, and the most recent one was that illusory scene.

Even though it was just a trance, Iapetus still remembered it clearly.

"Is this the future I saw before? I didn't expect it to happen so soon."

"It's just that compared to that scene, these now seem to be a little worse."

Whispering to himself, even though many years have passed, the God of Speech still remembers that scene clearly.

The silver snake danced wildly in the sky, darkness and illusion intertwined, a tall figure surrounded by the power of time and space held a blazing ball of light and pressed it hard to the east. This was the picture that Iapetus saw vaguely when he first stepped into the spirit world.

Now, except for the dark and illusory images, everything has come true. The silver snake came from the 'eldest son' of the God King, the ball of light is the supreme of the starry sky, and that figure is the God King who dominates everything.

At least, he looks like the God King.

"This world is still too dangerous. If you are not careful, you will become a pawn in the struggle between great beings."

"My previous decision was really wise. Let them solve this kind of power struggle by themselves."

Shaking his head, Iapetus couldn't help but think of his wife. She went to the East China Sea again, but it might not be very "safe" there now, and he didn't know how she felt now as she was keen on "fame".

Anyway, the young sun god probably wouldn't feel very comfortable. After all, the collision between the symbols of the priesthood would inevitably lead to the involvement of the gods themselves. Whether it was Helios and Hyperion, or Oceanus, the god of the ocean, they would probably experience the pain that went straight to their souls.

He had experienced the last era. When Uranus threw the sun into the sea, the god of speech was beside him. The father of heaven at that time only tasted it briefly, but the reactions of the two Titans were still fresh in his memory.

"And the primitive gods, it's really terrible."

"I don't know what will happen in the future. Will the gods really be tolerated for releasing their power so unscrupulously in the world?"

Somewhat scared, combined with his own experience and some rumors, Iapetus had also guessed what the darkness and illusion were.

The three beings who touched the great power confronted the world, what consequences would this cause, which was beyond the imagination of the god of speech.

He didn't know who was the director of everything in front of him, and who would be the final winner, but no matter what the result was, the next era would probably be very different from now.

"But that has nothing to do with me."

Once just a messenger, now just a bystander. Iapetus has no other abilities, and even thinks he is not as smart as his children. He only knows one thing, never interfere in matters beyond his ability.

So the God of Speech just watched, as a spectator, witnessing the end of the Second Age.

The battle scene of the second-rate writer, yes, it was me, I faced the reality.