Chapter 60: Chapter 37 The Sun God Divine King

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“This is the consequence of not having wisdom,”

Nyx sneered, feeling the world will that was gradually becoming active yet couldn’t be stopped due to the embryo’s initiative to cooperate.

She had never had much fondness for the will of Chaos, which was always causing trouble for the Primordial Gods.

“Perhaps, but if it really developed a consciousness, you might find yourself missing the present situation,”

“An eternal and supreme ruler, omniscient and omnipotent, would be far more terrifying than any Divine King.”

As Laine assimilated the embryo before him, he still had the leisure to chat with Lady Night.

Unless something unexpected occurred, he would have to spend at least several hundred years here. For it was not a simple task to assimilate a True God for the first time.

He had considered taking it back to the Spirit Realm to ‘hatch,’ but the ‘flower’s’ roots were already deeply embedded in the Land of Eternal Night. Forcibly taking it away would only cause greater harm to Lady Night’s main body.

Now, this was fine; the power of the Spirit Realm flowed into the Eternal Night through the crack that Nyx had left open,

” The war outside is about to start, happening right above the sky, involving a dispute over the Ruler of the Stars.”

She abruptly changed the subject. Clearly, Nyx wasn’t keen on having an ‘eternal Divine King.’ Her gaze pierced through the night sky, and unsurprisingly, she saw the preparations for battle among the stars.

About several hundred years ago, Crius’s second and third sons were born. The second son, Pallas, was the god of war, while his third son was Perseus, the god of ‘Material Destruction.’

Not long ago, under the guidance of the Divine King and the Goddess of Daylight, Phoebe, he united with Coeus and Phoebe’s second daughter, the star goddess Asteria. It was for this reason that the situation above the stars had become increasingly tense.

“I guess, Coeus has sided with Cronus, blocking Theia together with Phoebe,”

Laine speculated casually, his tone unrushed.

The silence from Lady Night beside him confirmed without a doubt that his guess was accurate.

Although the war had not yet begun, the movements of several Titans could not escape Nyx’s notice. Unlike the earth and ocean, Chaos did not have the Starry Sky as his main domain of Godhood, but Nyx, who presided over the night, could be considered half of one.

“It is normal; Coeus indeed has no interest in power. He is the god of lightless celestial bodies, and perhaps tainted by the source of darkness, just like you and Erebus, he does not like to wander.”

“But Phoebe is different; she does not have a complete domain of her own. Her Light comes from the power she received at birth from her older sister, and her Body comes from the Sun. Driven by her innate godly instinct, she yearns to shine as brightly as her sister but cannot help feeling some envy.”

“So do you think the war in the Starry Sky will soon have a victor?”

Nyx hadn’t paid attention to these matters before, or to be precise, as a Primordial God within the system of Chaos, there wasn’t much for her to pay attention to.

After all, all the gods of the outside world combined were no match for her, and the deities of this world had no path of cultivation towards advancement. Other than merging with her main body and blurring her perception of time, she didn’t know what else she could do.

“No, this war will not end quickly,”

Laine said softly, shaking his head.

“The Starry Sky is different from the land; it not only has an area but also has levels, which means its victory cannot be determined in a short period.”

“Moreover, for well-known reasons, Cronus himself will not take action. At most, he will dispatch his Queen of Gods, and in the Starry Sky, Rhea and Crius may not have the advantages one would imagine.”

“Just watch,” Laine concluded, “If nothing unexpected happens, there will be no victor in this celestial conflict before a real turning point is reached. It will last at least a thousand years, and because the Divine King’s energies will be diverted, the recently pacified Ocean Deity Sovereign will once again stir up strife with his uncle.”

“And you?” Nyx asked, looking at the eloquent black-clad deity, “Where do you stand in this conflict?”

Facing the slightly strange gaze of the Lady of the Night, Laine looked up at the sky.

“Three thousand years, perhaps two thousand,” he said. “When the time is right, I will personally hand the ‘knife’ over to Cronus.”

“Fate’s intuition tells me that once the Divine King occupies the starry sky, the urging from the laws of the current world will be unstoppable. The six Divine Children will descend one after another, and the flames of war will reignite between the two mountains.”

“As for me…”

With a slight smile, Laine looked towards the Abyss.

Tartarus, the only Primordial God whose form remains intact. He silently devoured all the Chaos of the world, and even the later myths recorded scant about him.

But this is a real world, or rather, a world where destiny’s trajectory is increasingly skewed. Once Zeus takes the throne, the so-called myths won’t be that credible anymore.

“As for me, how about being a ‘One-day Divine King’?”

Laine caught a glimpse of Nyx’s expression from the corner of his eye but had no intention of explaining.

There are some things that he is only guessing at now; after all, involving two Divine Kings and Chaos’s unique mythological system, he doesn’t know if his idea will succeed or not.

But trying it out isn’t a big deal. He told Cronus to start where it all began, but conversely, the same is true.

“Compared to the starry sky, I’m actually more worried about your sister.”

Sighing, thinking of the Life Vase, Laine still doesn’t believe that Mother Earth would have silently endured that loss.

Not all gods put pros and cons first. Rather, among the whimsical deities of Chaos, those who do what they desire are in the majority.

Gaia, in particular, is not only thoughtful but also capable.

Atop Mount Othrys, in the Divine King’s palace.

While Laine was transforming the deity embryos in the Land of Eternal Night, the God of the West Wind had already returned to the Mount of the Gods.

Cronus was seated next to a table and chairs, with the Wind God Zephyrus before him. Not long ago, this being whom he had dispatched to the Underworld had delivered to him crucial intelligence.

Laine had left the Spirit Realm but did not go to the surface. Meanwhile, those True Gods of the Spirit Realm who often appeared in the sky had also returned to the Underworld.

“You are saying, the Mother Night and the Lord of the Spirit Realm met, and then they rushed to the Land of Eternal Night together?” Cronus asked, pondering slightly and confirming with the Wind God once again.

Although he hadn’t said it outright previously, the Divine King had actually intended for the other party to just watch at the gate of the Underworld, monitoring the movements of the Underworld deities. Even Laine was of secondary importance; the True Gods of Daylight and the Goddess of Daylight, each with corresponding godhood, were the ones he truly needed to guard against.

After all, these two deities had contemplated moving to the starry sky in earlier years, and Cronus couldn’t guarantee that they wouldn’t stand with Hyperion, which is why he dispatched the God of the West Wind to guard the Underworld in advance. But who would have thought that Zephyrus would exceed his expectations?

Cronus was genuinely surprised. This West Wind God, who had barely stepped into weak Divine Power, was so brave as to tail the Lord of the Spirit Realm and Lady of the Night under the glow of the Nether Moon. Even he himself might not dare to do such a thing.

“You’ve done very well,” Cronus said in a gentle tone. “I just need to confirm once again.

“Zephyrus, are you certain they did not detect your presence?”