He is a pure-blooded dragon in the miniature garden.

Chapter 297 "Indeed, women are still too terrifying creatures."

A fiery red sky, a pitch-black earth, and the spirits of the dead lingering on the ground.

This is the depths of the underworld, a region bordering the abyss of Tartarus.

White wings swept across the sky as a pure white winged horse soared beneath the crimson heavens.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how pathetic."

The horse, perched atop Pegasus, lowered its top hat and observed with interest the wandering spirits on the ground.

"The Titans who perished in the war between the Titans and the Greek gods are now nothing more than wandering spirits in the underworld..."

"How pitiful..."

Tadama spoke pitifully, but his eyes were full of mockery.

"I suppose you would also like the twelve Greek gods to come down and keep you company, wouldn't you?"

As Tamar spoke, the spirits wandering in the abyss continued their tireless journey, but now they were moving backward.

Tick tock.

A huge, ancient clock appeared in the sky and moved backward counterclockwise at a rapid pace.

As time reversed, the spirits wandering in the depths of the underworld also quickly began their "reverse journey".

The black earth remained unchanged, as if it had existed since time immemorial, but the spirits that lingered on the earth underwent strange changes as time flowed backward.

At this moment, Tamasa, sitting upright on the back of the Pegasus, said with a smile in his eyes.

"Zeus will dismember you defeated ones, and turn your remaining will into the dead that wander endlessly in the abyss, severing any possibility of your complete resurrection."

"If it weren't for me, perhaps only the Creator God, who stands at the very top and perfectly merges ultimate power with the will of the gods, would be able to resurrect you."

"But for me, the most meaningless thing is to fully resurrect you."

Tadama snapped his fingers in the air and then chuckled.

"Anyway, even in your prime, you might not be able to defeat that dragon, so why not add some excitement to the stage?"

"Although it wasn't my intention to step into the limelight early, what can I do when my stupid son is just too stupid?"

At this point, Tama sighed softly, then focused his gaze on a pure white, faceless undead. He gently kicked Pegasus, steered the horse to the undead, and then smiled.

"Are you awake, Titan?"

Upon hearing this, the faceless, pure white, and transparent figure gradually began to show its own colors.

Looking at the handsome man with long hair and eyes like rubies in front of him, Tatsuma couldn't help but smile.

Do you remember your name?

Upon hearing Tama's question, the previously blank-eyed spirit gradually regained its liveliness.

Finally, the undead said.

"Hyperion".

"I remember my name."

“I am one of the twelve Titans, the sun god Hyperion.”

Upon hearing this, Tama revealed a mocking smile.

"So you were the first to wake up, the former sun god and war god."

"who are you?"

Hyperion looked at Tama with clear eyes and asked in a low voice.

"I?"

Tadama raised an eyebrow and then revealed a sly smile.

“You may call me 'Cronus'.”

Upon hearing this, Hyperion merely glanced at the horse and said...

"You are not Him."

"He can't be that weak."

Tadama was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Really? I'm weaker than Cronus? Hahaha!!"

Tama laughed until tears streamed down his face, and he clutched his stomach and cried out twice.

Hyperion saw unimaginable rage in Tama's maniacal laughter.

It was as if comparing the other person to Cronus was a desecration of him.

"Yes, I'm really too weak now, I can't even impersonate Cronus."

Tama said this while sneering.

Even Gaia, the creator of the Titans, was only his granddaughter in his eyes, let alone Cronus and Hyperion, who were Gaia's sons.

But now, no one even believes him when he's impersonating Cronus, which is truly a great irony.

"Hyperion".

Tamas's gaze was fixed on the sun god who had lost his status.

"Do you want to take revenge on the heavens?"

Peerion narrowed his eyes, looking somewhat bewildered, and said with a hint of self-deprecation.

"Revenge? With my current crippled undead body, which isn't even as good as an ordinary person from the Golden Age?"

At that moment, Hyperion felt his own weakness.

It was an unprecedented state of weakness, even weaker than the ordinary people of the golden age when Cronus ruled the three realms.

After all, in the golden age of mythology, every life possessed a seventh sense.

He doesn't even have the level of a seventh sense yet.

Tama was not surprised to hear this.

"After all, with my power, I can only awaken a portion of your power. Based on your current strength, it can only be considered as the strength of the sixth sense."

"But your weakening doesn't mean the twelve gods have become stronger."

"Oh?"

Hyperion raised an eyebrow and looked at Tadah.

At this moment, Tama said with a grin.

"Zeus took the robes of the twelve gods away from this universe."

At this point, Hyperion had absolutely no idea what expression to wear.

He hesitated for a long time before speaking in a subtle tone.

"Does Zeus have a grudge against the new twelve gods?"

The Titans were defeated because the twelve Greek gods, led by Zeus, possessed divine armor, while the Chu Zhen they wore, created by Gaia, was actually inferior to the divine armor.

The Divine Armor is a combat suit derived from the power of Chaos at the beginning of the Big Bang. Although its performance is not as good as Chu Zhen's, the Divine Armor is born with the power to mobilize the origin of this universe.

Those who possessed Chu Zhen could have defeated the twelve gods, but the divine garments connected to the universe and drew upon the power of Chaos, the god of chaos. Naturally, they could not resist and could only become the losers.

But now, the divine garment has been taken away.

Chu Zhen, one of the twelve Titans, is still alive.

Hyperion now seriously suspects that Zeus has a grudge against the twelve gods, which is why he did such a despicable thing.

At this moment, Tama said with a grin.

"Will you join me in taking revenge on the high and mighty gods?"

Upon hearing this, Hyperion's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he revealed a cold smile.

"Revenge? Don't be ridiculous."

"Without the divine garments, the twelve Greek gods would not have been qualified to sit at the top."

"That position belongs to Cronus, to the Titans."

Upon hearing this, Tadama couldn't help but cover his face with a broad smile.

"It seems a consensus has been reached?"

"But before that, we might have to wait a bit and resurrect Mnemosyne first..."

Ta Ma sneered, not forgetting Su Nian's methods, which had almost fooled him and were unlike anything he had ever witnessed in billions of years. That spirit, which he couldn't quite name, seemed to be an information aggregate.

"That damned traitor!!"

Hyperion glanced at the horse and gritted his teeth.

"Why bring that woman back to life? To make her betray us again?"

"Who made our enemies also possess this bizarre ability of [memory]?"

Tadama dismounted from the pure white Pegasus and squinted as he spoke.

"And isn't it precisely because of hatred that it becomes a useful knife?"

As he spoke, Tama slowly walked toward another pure white spirit, but one could still discern the beauty of the past in its graceful figure.

Before the horse could even get close, a voice that sounded like a demon crawling out of hell was squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Zeus!!!"

As he spoke, the faceless figure gradually revealed its own colors.

Tatsuma looked at the girl with pink hair and twin ponytails in front of him and couldn't help but smile.

Before he could speak, Mnemosyne opened her eyes with hatred, stared intently at him, and asked.

Where is Zeus?

Upon hearing this, Tatsuma adjusted his top hat slightly and revealed a sly smile.

"Zeus had long since taken the robes of the twelve gods to other universes."

"However... I happen to have Zeus's position in my possession."

Upon hearing this, Mnemosyne smiled brightly, lifted her skirt towards Tamas, and gave a slight bow.

"Then I look forward to your guidance from now on."

Seeing this, Tatsuma was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

"As expected, women are still too terrifying creatures."

Especially a woman who is single-mindedly focused on revenge.

Tamas had just been frightened by Mnemosyne's smile.

But who could blame her for being so pitiful? Deceived by Zeus's sweet words, she chose to betray her own brothers and sisters, stealing their memories and helping Zeus defeat Cronus.

However, he was struck dead by Zeus's thunderbolts, because Zeus feared that Mnemosyne would steal his memories just as she had stolen Cronus's.

Mnemosyne's abilities are far too dangerous.

Although, in the end, those Titans who remained neutral or even helped Zeus did not fare much better.

Zeus was so cruel that he even harmed his own mother, Rhea, the goddess of time, which can only be described as inhuman in a sense.

But now, who brought an even more dangerous creature into this universe?
Moreover, without the help of Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory, Su Nian would have a significant advantage in intelligence.

But Su Nian, how will you deal with this next?
Tama was very much looking forward to it.

Then, Tamar smiled and glanced at Mnemosyne.

"So, would you like to warm up? Mnemosyne and Hyperion?"

Hyperion glanced at the horse and then sneered.

"With great pleasure."

Mnemosyne did not speak, but her actions revealed her attitude.

…………

In the celestial realm, next to a marble pavilion.

The man with fiery red hair, who was playing the zither, frowned deeply as he looked at the broken string in his hand.

Then, a blond figure walked toward the fiery red man who was playing the lyre.

“You’ve actually broken an instrument. That’s not like you, Apollo.”

Upon hearing this, Apollo, who had been tuning his zither with his eyes closed, opened them and turned his head to look at the woman with radiant golden hair, alluring yet not seductive, and a crescent moon adorning her brow.

"Artemis."

Apollo whispered his sister's name and said.

"There is an anomaly in the time in the lower realm."

Upon hearing this, Arte, who had been walking gracefully towards them, suddenly frowned.

"Is there another anomaly with the time?"

"The last time something unusual happened seemed to be twelve years ago, around the time of Athena's reincarnation."

As the gods who guarded the heavens after Zeus' departure, Apollo and Artemis both had the responsibility of maintaining the order of time in the next era and ensuring the normal functioning of the world.

However, in the last ten years, one abnormal event after another has occurred in the lower realm, which has made Artemis suspicious.

"Have you found any clues, Apollo?"

"Yes."

Apollo played the lyre, and after adjusting it, he stood up, walked to the pavilion, and looked down along the pure white clouds.

Suddenly, a dazzling spiral of galaxies appeared before his eyes, and this galaxy was the galaxy where the Saint Seiya were located.

The so-called celestial realm is a special region located within a superdimensional space, born at the site of the Big Bang, and formed after being transformed by Zeus.

Here, the twelve gods can use their divine power to perceive the movements of the entire universe and monitor its operation.

In contrast, there is the Underworld, which Hades transformed into the realm of the dead.

That is the place where all life begins and ends.

With a casual gesture, Apollo locked the Milky Way galaxy onto a remote region, focusing on a blue planet.

"The earth?"

It's no surprise that Artemis saw this planet located within the solar system.

After all, that was the body Gaia had transformed into, a place coveted by countless gods. If Athena and her Saints hadn't stopped them there, the heavens and the universe wouldn't be so peaceful.

"The sinners who disrupt time are right here on Earth."

Apollo looked down at Earth and spoke earnestly.

“In addition, I also sensed the aura of divine authority.”

"Your theocracy?"

Artemis glanced at Apollo with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

“It’s not mine, it belongs to another sun god—Hyperion.”

Apollo said indifferently.

"Hyperion cannot be brought back to life..."

Artemis said in a low voice.

"But if someone disrupts the time, then it's not so certain."

Apollo said calmly.

Disrupting time, resurrecting the already dead Titans? This silenced Artemis.