Kronos’ corpse had been a mountain that split Tartarus in half for thousands of years, but it was now shattering into pieces. The beings who were watching felt shocked. Those from Olympus, like Athena, Ares, and Hercules, were especially incredulous as they turned to look. Black particles floated up from the corpse.

Clatter! Like a snake slithering through grass, Vigrid came soaring out of the corpse, followed by chains. The sword stopped in front of Athena. Vigrid looked vastly different from what Athena remembered. It glowed with black light, and it looked like a giant scythe. However, something about it was familiar to her.

Clang! The roots aiming for Athena were instantly blocked, even though these were the same roots that the gods and demons could not defeat, no matter how much they used their powers. However, there was more: the impact flung Vigrid back, but it only changed directions in mid-air and slashed at the thorns.

Sharp winds blew as Vigrid shot towards Persephone. The roots on the ground rose to create...