After Atlas' death, Ares quickly recovered his wounds and began decimating any enemies that went inside his range.
Just as he was beginning to enjoy the slaughter, an awe inspiring aura crushed down on the entire battlefield.
Zeus and the others were shocked and trembled in fear. Ares was surprised and smiled after he recognised who the aura belonged too.
With his descent, the entire battlefield began to slow down. Kronos with an indifferent expression on his face appeared a few meters above ground and looked at the olympians.
Kronos has waist length silver hair. A slender and handsome face with a slender and muscular body. He was wearing a purplish armor with the ages of time on its surface. One moment it was shining and smooth and the next it will dim and rust before shining and becoming smooth again.
With just Kronos' aura, time on the battlefield became chaotic. Soldiers began slowing down without them knowing.
"Insolent fools. Why are you not kneeling to your king?" Kronos said in a condescending tone.
Zeus, Hera and Athena began to tremble because of the pressure although Zeus and Hera are in a better situation because of their power. Ares on the other hand was feeling nothing. Ares swiped his hand and the pressure on Athena lessened considerably. Athena gratefully nodded at Ares and focused on the enemy.
"Ahh? You're an anus. With all the shit coming out you. And you expect us to kneel to you, an anus?" Ares cursed him.
Zeus and the others were surprised by this sudden words. Athena was trying to stifle her laughter which made her look enchanting.
Veins bulged on Kronos' head. "Good, the young ones are really brave. It's true that a newborn calf isn't afraid of a tiger."
"Hey, I just said that you're an anus. So don't go calling yourself anything else." Ares said while quickly dashing to Kronos.
Kronos was bewildered by Ares' speed. 'What the hell!? How is this guy so fast?' While still bewildered, he took out his sycthe and prepared to defend against Ares.
Witnessing Kronos take out his sycthe, Ares unsheated his sword. This sword was crimson in color with a few golden lights converging and dissipitating all around the blade. This sword was forged by Hephaestus and was nurtured by Ares' blood.
Seeing Ares dash out and take out his sword, the olympians in the battlefield were anxious. Especially Athena, as she was blaming herself for being too weak.
With the 2 weapons taken out, an extremely strong explosion came out because of the clash. Which sent the two clashing forces to fly several meters backwards whilst spitting a mouthful of blood.
Ares was surprised that he was injured in that clash. The same goes for Kronos, who thought that he wouldn't get hurt.
This guy is strong!
Both fighters thought.
