『I feel terrified every time I look at that.』 Helios gulped as he looked at the vast mountain range that extended far into the horizon. The ridge looked like a natural boundary, but in fact, it was the great Kronos, the king of gods who had ushered in the Titans’ golden era.

Kronos had brought down Uranus, who had been the pinnacle god of the Protogenoi era, and after driving all the other gods away, Kronos became the supreme god feared by many beings in the heavenly world. Even the demonic societies of Malach and L’Infernal had been reluctant to clash with Kronos because, as the Apostle of the Black King, he represented the will of that great being.

However, eventually, Zeus and his brethren had brought Kronos down and banished his remains in a corner of Tartarus. At the time, the event shocked many gods and demons. It was impossible not to be surprised that the being who ruled over death would succumb to death, as well.  

Thus, many thought that the following era would be virtually untouchable. Just as the rules of Uranus and Kronos ended, so would that of Zeus. Like the higher gods and creator gods, Zeus suffered from the Heavenly Demon Disease that caused everyone to fall into slumber. Even if Zeus woke up now, there was nothing he could do to turn back the tide, especially with all his allies in Olympus gone.

‘Everyone might think it’s Typhon’s era now, but Typhon might just be a blip during a transitional period.’ Helios licked his dry lips. He slowly started walking towards Kronos’ head. ‘Typhon took Kronos’ power in order...