Swoosh—whoosh!
"Ugh—ahhh!!!!"
The trident struck Zeus's groin with precision.
Golden divine blood splattered everywhere, soaking the surroundings.
The scream of a god, no less than that of the king of gods, echoed through Olympus, causing the very structures of the divine palace to tremble and the winds to howl.
In that moment, gods from the underworld surged into Olympus.
"Thanatos, Hypnos, Moros, and the goddess Ceres... Damn it!"
"No. The whereabouts of Prometheus and Epimetheus are unknown! Could it be?!"
"Ugh! Attacking from the underworld!"
"Get out of the way, you youngsters!"
"Artemis... can you hold on for a moment..."
"Lord of the Underworld! Why are you doing this?!"
In an instant, Olympus transformed into a chaotic battlefield filled with divine powers, swords, and spears clashing.
Drawing upon the power of moonlight and madness, Artemis unleashed a flurry of arrows, while Apollo, the sun god, radiated light to confront the gods of the underworld.
Swoosh—whoosh!
The flames of Hephaestus and the allure of the goddess of beauty manifested together against the River Styx.
A deathly aura spread gently across Olympus.
It was as if the end of Olympus was upon them, and yet, only the goddess Hestia sighed deeply, guarding the hearth she tended.