Tykhe, dimly beginning to understand, whispered in disbelief, "Kronos has gone mad! Mad! Has he completely lost his reason?"
Her hair in disarray, Tykhe felt the world spin. The profound malice made her nauseous, nearly causing her to vomit.
Piece by piece, Tykhe connected the clues: why Theia had split her divine duties to subtly transmit information; why Hera had left the divine mountain to seek the Cyclopes; why Rhea remained indifferent to her daughter's peril!
Kronos was devouring Rhea! Reaching this conclusion, Tykhe touched the non-existent hairs on her arm, a bone-chilling cold making her shiver. It took her a while to calm down.
This event, though unexpected, was logical. The King and Queen of the Gods jointly controlled the power of time, two sides of the same coin, sharing the same origin. Life under the oppression of the Primordials had not been easy, and Kronos's pursuit of advancement was natural! There was no faster way than to devour his wife, who also controlled the power of time. Once Kronos fully controlled the origin of time, as the sole deity possessing the domain of time, further progress on the path to becoming a Primordial was inevitable!
Not to mention that Rhea had already fallen out with the King of the Gods over the issue of their children. Although Hera's appearance had mended their precarious marital relationship, it was clear from the Queen's lack of faith in the King’s ability to ensure Hera's safe upbringing that this mending was only temporary. The beautiful love that once existed between the most esteemed couple had long been extinguished, replaced by resentment and fear. The closeness brought by their shared origin had been replaced by animosity. The outwardly harmonious King and Queen of the Gods were still the people who understood each other best in the world. The lust for power had long blinded Kronos. His wife, destined to stand with their children and against him, would be the most terrifying enemy. How could the mad King of the Gods tolerate her existence!
Somehow, their radiant grandmother had seen through the deception. Theia, unable to speak of it, had risked sending away her precious divine duties to convey information to Tykhe. She was in fear! Like the two deities of time, Hyperion and Theia were two sides of the same origin of light! If Kronos set this precedent, no one could guarantee that Hyperion wouldn't do the same to her! The first generation of Titans, born with immense divine power, might do something desperate under the temptation of becoming Primordials if they discovered such a shortcut.
And then there were the two Titan sea gods! Her mind in turmoil, Tykhe dared not think further, her head swimming. Tykhe knew that excessive thought was useless at this moment. Forcing herself to dismiss these thoughts, she shifted her focus to how to expose the King of the Gods' wicked deeds.
In the moonlit pool, Tykhe thoughtfully twirled her long hair around her fingertips, her plan formulated. Kronos did not yet know the extent of her knowledge, but he understood that if his act of devouring his wife were exposed, such blatant sacrilege would draw the hostility of all the gods! Therefore, ever since she had saved Hera, the King of the Gods' eyes had been constantly watching her. Since she could not openly contact other gods now, she had to create a major event that would force all the gods to take sides!
Looking up at the cloud-shrouded sky, Tykhe sneered and voluntarily fed her divine power back into the sky domain.
The struggle for the sky divine duty had been ongoing for a long time. In the eyes of the gods, the current outcome was that Tykhe, with Gaia's help, had suppressed Uranus and gained a significant advantage. Even Gaia had withdrawn her power from Ouranos, ceasing to support Tykhe.
Ouranos, the God of Mountains, was now merely an unconscious husk, his suppression of Uranus very limited. Tykhe's consciousness, evading Kronos's gaze, quietly returned to the sky domain. Without regard for Ouranos's vacant eyes, she approached the God of the Sky. Tykhe withdrew the hidden tendrils of her magic net, seemingly casually brushing against the divine power chains on Ouranos, silently taking away Ouranos's divine power.
With Ouranos's suppression gone, the divine power Tykhe returned surged into the sleeping God of the Sky. Uranus, replenished with divine power, quickly awakened his slumbering consciousness. The moment Uranus opened his eyes, Tykhe calmly disappeared into the mist.
Coeus, the lord of the celestial bodies and darkness, was the first line of defense against the sky. This vigilant Titan immediately detected Uranus's revival and loudly called out to his brother, Hyperion, the god of light. The god of light responded to his brother's call and arrived beside Coeus from the world's periphery. The sky was instantly divided into half light and half darkness. The two Titans, facing a grave threat, issued a warning to the entire world.
On the mist-shrouded, formless island, the "shocked" goddess of climate, under the gaze of the gods, hastily flew into the sky to confront the awakened Uranus. Uranus, barely maintaining his powerful divine rank, had regained most of the sky domain immediately upon waking. Tykhe's arrival had only managed to keep the remaining sky domain from being seized by Uranus.
As the gods expected, Tykhe, who retained one-third of the sky domain, was defeated and sent flying by Uranus. The unconscious Tykhe fell from the sky, but was caught by Kymopoleia before she could crash into the earth. Helios, driving his chariot, appeared before Kymopoleia and raised his round shield to block Uranus's second attack. The quick-witted Kymopoleia immediately fled with Tykhe far from the combat zone.
The sky, attempting to return to the earth, was blocked by mountains. The unconscious Ouranos, with the help of the two Titans of light and darkness, held Uranus at bay. More Titans joined the battle. Oceanus and Tethys raised waves, catching Hylaeus, who was also knocked away. Crius, the god of growth, and Iapetus, the god of the soul, assisted their brothers from the side. Theia and Phoebe also appeared beside their husbands. The just Themis, suppressing her fear, joined the fray. The swarm of Titans made the weakened Uranus, who had lost power twice, struggle to cope. Retreating as he fought, Uranus inwardly called for the lost symbol of his paternal authority. Pontus, severely wounded, hastily protected the yet-to-be-born Eros deeper in the sea.
Receiving no response, Uranus turned to call upon the power of the sky. The sky origin, already biased towards Tykhe, was secretly severed by the feigning goddess and instead used to drain Uranus's divine power. The inexplicable loss of divine power weakened Uranus for a moment, and he was immediately beaten by his children, who seized the opportunity.
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the pragmatic Uranus retreated to the sky, temporarily bowing his head and yielding. The victorious gods, their spirits greatly boosted, gathered at the divine mountain to discuss the next course of action. Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory, said softly, "The sleeping consciousness of the Earth Mother has been awakened by me, and she will soon arrive at the divine mountain to preside over the meeting."
The gods tacitly avoided mentioning the King and Queen of the Gods. Kronos, who had not appeared during this crisis, had already caused dissatisfaction among the gods. Listening to Astraea's comfort, Tykhe and Theia exchanged glances, lowering their heads to hide the smiles on their lips.