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When the existence of Chaos was fully revealed before the gods, a deep and mysterious voice slowly emanated from the black mist. The voice was low and full of power, as if it came from the deepest reaches of the universe, carrying the weight and wisdom of endless ages.
"My successors, gods of heaven and earth, long time no see," Chaos's voice echoed in the air, like an intangible ripple, piercing the sky and penetrating the ears of every deity. This voice possessed a strange magic, with each word and every sentence continuously reverberating in the ears of the gods, as if countless ants were relentlessly burrowing into their marrow, causing a wave of numbness and tremors.
This kind of sound is not just a simple language expression, but more like a transmission of power, carrying the will and strength of the god of chaos, directly affecting the depths of the heart of every deity who hears it. Every word of Chaos seems to redefine the laws of the universe, reshaping the understanding and perception of the world by the gods.
As the sound of Chaos echoes in the air, its magic seems to penetrate time and space, directly resonating with the soul of every deity. This sound is not just an auditory shock, but also a spiritual impact. It is filled with a profound and incredible power, a power that is not simply about destruction or creation, but a deeper revelation of the essence of existence.
"Have you forgotten the original chaos? Have you forgotten that in the endless universe, all rules are nothing but temporary illusions?" Chaos's words resound heavily in the hearts of every deity, as if reminding them that the nature of the universe is far more complex and profound than they understand.
His voice seems to carry endless years and experiences, and every word contains the secrets of the universe and the wisdom of chaos. These words continue to echo in the ears of the gods, each reverberation stirring up waves in the depths of their souls, forcing them to contemplate their own existence and the truth of the universe.
The words of Chaos caused a profound shock and realization among the present gods. They began to realize that their upheld order and laws seemed so small and fragile in the face of such profound power. Their struggles, their beliefs, and even their existence were all questioned by Chaos's words.
As Chaos's voice echoed in the air, the entire Olympus mountain was shrouded in an unprecedented pressure. Zeus, as the ruler of Olympus, felt a strong sense of oppression at this moment. Despite his inner turmoil and fear, as the king of the gods, he still mustered the courage to try to communicate with this god of chaos. His voice was loud and powerful, attempting to describe the day's conflict as a trivial matter: "My ancestors! Today's conflict is just a small matter, there is no need for your personal presence..."
As soon as the words fell, thousands of eyes from Chaos suddenly stared at Zeus, emitting a cold and mysterious light, as if they could see through everything. Chaos's voice then gently sounded, full of sarcasm and disdain: "King of the gods, have you forgotten who I am? Do you have the right to speak to me?"
This sentence was like a thunderbolt, hitting Zeus's soul hard. In the unfathomable eyes and voice of Chaos, Zeus felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. He realized that in the presence of such an entity, his authority and power seemed so insignificant. Chaos's existence transcended the understanding and cognition of all the gods; every action and word of his silently conveyed a profound power that surpassed the gods.
Chaos's attitude became more domineering and ruthless. As his words fell, his chaotic power, like an invisible giant hand, slowly reached out towards Zeus. This power carried the essence of chaos and destruction, as if it wanted to tear down all obstacles. Zeus felt an irresistible attraction, his body being mercilessly drawn towards Chaos, as if being swallowed by a dark abyss.
As Zeus was slowly drawn by Chaos's chaotic power, the atmosphere of the entire Olympus mountain fell into unprecedented tension. The gods witnessed this scene, expressing astonishment and disbelief. The king of the gods appeared so small and powerless in the face of Chaos's almost irresistible power, which was a huge shock to every deity present.
Shiva, the god of destruction and rebirth who had originally intended to battle Chaos, now feels his own foolishness. He thought his power was enough to challenge any enemy, but in the face of Chaos's chaotic power, he realizes the vast difference in strength between them. A hint of disappointment and introspection flashes in Shiva's eyes as he silently steps back, no longer possessing his previous impulsiveness and confidence.
At the same time, Chaos's chaotic power firmly holds Loki in place, rendering the god known for trickery and change unable to move. A hint of fear flashes in Loki's eyes as he realizes his schemes and power are meaningless in the face of Chaos.
Athena saw this scene and instinctively wanted to step forward to help, but she quickly found herself also held in place by an invisible force, unable to move. Her face showed helplessness and anger, but also a deep sense of resignation.
Chaos's power was like the calm before a storm, suddenly erupting with unmatched force. His chaotic power formed an irresistible force field, firmly capturing Zeus from the air. In the horrified gaze of the gods, Chaos lifted Zeus high into the air, Zeus struggled in the air, but could not escape the invisible restraints. Then, Chaos mercilessly slammed Zeus to the floor of the palace.
At the moment of impact, the palace shook, emitting a tremendous noise. Dust scattered, leaving a deep imprint on the floor, demonstrating the terror of Chaos's power. It also symbolized his absolute challenge to the arrogance and authority of Zeus.
Chaos's voice echoed again in the palace, cold and full of dignity: "Powerful, yet full of arrogance and desire, not thinking of progress, proud and arrogant." These words were sharp, pointing directly at Zeus's weaknesses. Zeus struggled to stand up on the ground, his face showing a painful and angry expression, but in the face of Chaos's power, his dignity and strength seemed so insignificant.
At this moment, Chaos's gaze turned to the immobilized Loki. Under those deep and terrifying eyes, Loki felt an unprecedented sense of panic and oppression. Chaos continued in a calm tone, "And you, causing trouble for no reason, full of petty tricks." Loki was unable to move, only able to struggle weakly under Chaos's gaze.
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