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A vast aura erupted from his body, and in an instant, a silver-gray force began to ripple outward, distorting the space around him.

Far below, at the base of Olympus Sacred Mountain,

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Twelve radiant beams of light shot upward, piercing through the heavens like divine lances. Within each beam shimmered an ancient presence, twelve sacred suits of Divine Armor. These were not ordinary combat garments.

They were relics of unimaginable majesty, battle armors bestowed only upon the twelve chosen gods. Their sacred radiance and grandeur surpassed all mortal comprehension. Even among the celestial ranks, they stood above the Sacred Cloths, the Scale Armors of Atlantis, and the Underworld Surplices.

Back in the mythic age, when the God King Zeus led his siblings and children to rise against their father Kronos, these armors were forged, an inheritance from a forgotten war between time and gods.

Now, once again, the light burst forth and in an instant, it merged into the current of time itself.

Into Eternal Time.

The silver-gray force surged outward.

"What is this? Is this… the power of time? That's impossible!"

Even Athena, Poseidon, and Hades couldn't help but reveal flickers of surprise.

Because the divine energy now radiating from Zeus was not celestial lightning or thunder, it was Temporal Force, the Power of Time itself.

"Poseidon, Hades, Athena… This time, I fear you've made a truly foolish choice." Zeus spoke, his tone filled with disdain and self-assured arrogance.

The Power of Time was his deepest secret. Even if he had only scratched its surface, its potential was beyond imagination. And now, combined with the hidden contingency he had been preparing for eons, it was enough to tip the balance. Not just to survive, but to seize everything.

He would take back the three domains: Earth, Ocean, and Death.

And with the Three Great Powers beneath his command, alongside his own Sky Authority, Zeus believed that, even if he couldn't yet transcend the cosmic boundary, becoming the absolute sovereign among gods would no longer be a dream.

In the next moment, radiant beams began to flicker around Zeus like orbiting stars.

The pupils of the three gods narrowed sharply. Because now clearly surrounding Zeus were indeed the Sacred Cloths.

"So it's true… you've rigged them all along," Poseidon said coldly, his tone laced with disappointment.

"How cunning of you, dear brother," Hades sneered, voice heavy with sarcasm and contempt.

Athena, however, remained silent, her gaze icy and unreadable.

The three of them weren't exactly surprised.

In fact, neither they nor any of the twelve Olympians had ever fully trusted these artifacts. That was why they had secretly forged their own Divine Armors, separate from Zeus's control.

But suspicion and proof were two very different things.

Originally, the Sacred Cloths had been meant as a unifying symbol, created to empower them all in their rebellion against Kronos.

Yet in this moment, Zeus had clearly embedded something more sinister within them.

This act transcended mere betrayal; it was nothing short of blasphemy.

"Tch! This power was mine to begin with," Zeus snapped, dismissing their anger with a scoff. "I merely shared it with you."

He showed no shame. Poseidon's fury, Hades's mockery, it meant nothing to him.

Once, they had stood as one. But now, like fractured constellations, their paths had diverged. And had it not been for this long-laid preparation, Zeus knew, he would already be drowning under their divine siege.

However, with this contingency in place, the entire situation had shifted dramatically.

With the blessings of the Twelve Divine Armors, Zeus was no longer merely trying to survive, he now had the power to overturn the battle entirely.

His expression remained calm, composed. But just as he opened his mouth to speak,

"BOOM!"

A sudden tremor surged through his aura. In the very next instant, the Sky Authority, his divine dominion, began to quake violently, like a sacred relic on the verge of collapse.

"Pfft!"

Zeus coughed up a mouthful of golden blood. The composure on his face shattered instantly, replaced with sheer disbelief.

"What… what's happening?" Zeus's voice rang with genuine confusion.

And then, Athena's voice echoed through the battlefield like the blade of judgment.

"Now, Attack!" Her command was sharp, decisive.

In the blink of an eye, Athena's figure flickered, crossing space without a trace. Poseidon and Hades, caught off guard for only a heartbeat, immediately followed her lead.

In that moment, the wills of three supreme gods, along with the full force of the Three Great Powers, surged toward Zeus like a crashing celestial tide.

"Impossible! Apollo!"

Zeus's mind finally connected the dots, and his expression twisted into rage. He had never imagined that the Sky Authority would collapse at such a crucial moment.

And the cause… was now obvious.

It was Apollo.

To solidify his reign, Zeus had once granted Apollo a portion of the Sky Authority. Back when the Earth Divine System was still taking shape, Apollo had grown to control nearly half of it.

In theory, Apollo's dominion could destabilize his own. But Zeus had never believed the other side would falter. Now, it was clear, something had gone terribly wrong with Apollo. There was no more time to be angry.

Athena, Poseidon, and Hades were already bearing down with a killing formation.

"BOOM! RUMBLE!"

The explosion that followed shook the very fabric of the divine realm. Their combined cosmos, fused with the full intensity of their wills and domains, Earth, Sea, and Death, was unleashed without restraint.

These were three top-tier divine sovereigns.

And now, they struck at a rare moment of vulnerability.

"Damn it!"

"BOOM!"

Zeus roared. His aura surged in protest, divine lightning crackling outward. But it was no use. With the Sky Authority in disarray, his cosmic flow was completely unstable. Let alone calling upon the full might of the Twelve Divine Armors, even controlling his own divine energy had become a struggle.

And now, against this lethal trinity, even Zeus felt something rare: fear.

His power may have eclipsed theirs individually, but everything depended on stability. Now, with his dominion crumbling, Zeus was forced to face a perfectly coordinated onslaught from Athena, Hades, and Poseidon.

He was truly being cornered.

"BOOM! RUMBLE!"

Space warped and collapsed around him like shattered glass, and Zeus's face twisted with fury and confusion.

But it was already too late. Their combined assault swept his body directly toward the Great Hourglass of Eternal Time.

"BOOM! RUMBLE!"

"Poseidon! Hades! Apollo!!" Zeus's voice rang out, filled with wrath and unwillingness.

But it was futile.

His body was swallowed whole, drawn into the swirling vortex of Eternal Time and Space. As a power inherited from Kronos, this divine prison was absolute. Even for the God King, once drawn in, returning was nearly impossible.

Watching Zeus fall into the abyss of time, the three gods exhaled, finally, the pressure was gone.

Especially Poseidon.

"At last... it's over. That was easier than I expected." Poseidon's voice carried a mix of relief and surprise.

Hades turned to Athena, his eyes lingering with quiet scrutiny. The entire battle had flowed far too smoothly.

He had seen it with his own eyes. The real turning point wasn't their strategy, it was Zeus's internal collapse.

Thinking back to Zeus's final cry, Hades felt a strange chill in his heart.

He glanced at Poseidon, then said nothing more.

"Hahaha! Athena, not bad this time! I'll let bygones be bygones. No hard feelings about before! After all, I am your beloved uncle!"

"Hahahaha!"

Poseidon laughed boisterously, his divine aura finally at ease.

(End of this chapter)