Chapter 121 - 95 The Real Death

Chapter 121: Chapter 95 The Real Death

Standing in the fourth layer of the Spirit Realm, Cronus recalled the previous conversation and was once again astonished by the ancient god’s boundless imagination.

Prophecy could not achieve this, that much was certain. Cronus, as he existed now, was not the same as he had been thousands of years ago; he had developed his own understanding of the present world, of fate, and of all things. He clearly knew what prophecies could and could not do.

But from another perspective, he realized that Laine had never relied on so-called ‘Prophecy’ to see his destiny; instead, he had used some other method.

However, this only added another layer of mystery to him. The unknown is always more terrifying than the known. Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com

“If I hadn’t seen it here, I wouldn’t have known that while we were fighting tooth and nail, you still had time to busy yourself with — what, art?”

“Heh, perhaps to you, my father’s actions seemed like a performance, especially designed to amuse you.”

Looking at the ‘ignited’ scroll on the ground, Cronus said self-mockingly.

Previously, it was in such flames that he was burned of the part that floated on the ‘surface’, then watched as Laine adorned himself with that part.

Now, what remained before him was just a special incarnation.

“Very lifelike, if it weren’t me in the painting, perhaps I would even consider collecting it.”

He made an appropriate comment, though the scroll was ‘burning’ on the ground, the contents were still clearly visible.

Heavenly Father Uranus was pierced through the chest, yet his expression was gentle and affectionate. He seemed to be whispering softly, like a loving father imparting wisdom to his children.

“An incarnation containing a part of my essence counts indeed. If I were trapped within, I too would have quite the headache.”

He answered offhandedly, as the power of the Spirit Realm was gathered, intensifying around the black fire in front of him.

In Laine’s presence, the former ‘King of Time and Space’ entered the flames of Death. The transformation that had begun halfway was now continuing.

Even with unmatched power in the Spirit Realm, Laine could not coerce an undying True God if the other did not will it; such was the rule established at the birth of Chaos. But when the other party voluntarily cooperated, under the aegis of Great Divine Power, tiny, marvellous things began to peel off from Cronus.

It was his past, his being, his Godhood, and also the world of Chaos, the gifts from Heavenly Father and Mother Earth to his identity as ‘Cronus.’ With each peel, the presence of the former Divine King diminished, and the burning black fire grew more intense.

Death is weak because in Chaos, gods do not die. But as a true immortal slowly stepped into ‘Death,’ the strength it embodied also continued to rise.

From his feet to his knees, then spreading to his waist, neck, and over his head. The black fire of the ‘Death of the Divine King’ grew fiercer, enveloping Cronus completely.

Until a moment arrived when, as if the fuel was extinguished, all the black fire gradually died out. What remained in its place was only a black multifaceted crystal.

In the preceding process, the Origin of Time and Space had merged into the world, making the seven planes more stable. At the core of the Spirit Realm, a mirror that had long taken shape suddenly surged in power by several notches. Beside it, the Origin of Time trembled once or twice but did not coalesce into one.

Just as Laine had underestimated the Primordial Gods before, he also underestimated the complete Genesis Artifact. The sacred artifact belonging to Time still needed an opportunity to be born.

Of course, from another point of view, when he mentioned that the artifact symbolizing ‘Time’ needed a couple of eras to develop at the end of the last era, it was quite apt.

“Tap—”

On the other side, the power drained, the somewhat blurred scroll fell to the ground after the black fire went out. Its material had been changed, having undergone fate and recursion, its ‘symbolism’ in certain aspects was enhanced. But after the previous burning, it no longer possessed the might of a Divine Artifact.