Supremacy Games

1691 The Imprisonment Grounds. I

"Ahh, we have gone and done it now...Don't involve me in this ever again."

Artemis rubbed her eyelids as she walked away with a somewhat pale face like she had lost millions of years from her longevity.

Even Apollo was seen sipping alcohol with a hint of depression in his eyes while lying on top of his fluffy cushion, deep in his thoughts.

It seemed like Lilith's information wasn't perfect about what had gone through in the meeting...After all, she was still banished during this period.

She believed that Apollo hadn't bothered to show up and defend Asna. While in reality, he had given it his best, but alas, he could not go against everyone...

"What now?" Zeus asked calmly after Artemis left.

"She will be exiled from the kingdom and imprisoned in the sealing grounds next to Kronos." The first ruler said, "Besides this, we will keep our hands off completely no matter what happens."

"This involves you too." The third said with a hint of warning in his voice.

"Why send her there? Isn't it better to keep her around?" Aeolus raised an eyebrow, "Isn't the sealing hall capable of locking away her absorption powers?"

"That's what the prophecy instructed us and all we could do is oblige." The first ruler replied, "The truth will come out when the time comes as always."

"So, that's it?" Poseidon raised an eyebrow, "We just continue living our lives as normal?"

"Yes."

"Sounds good to me."

Hephaestus didn't bother them with too many questions and took off immediately, returning to his domain.

With Asna gone and the atmosphere becoming somewhat tense again after this situation, he understood that it wouldn't be long before the conflict started arising between them.

Poseidon had the same thought process as his rival and swiftly chased after him, not trusting him in the slightest to keep his hands to himself.

"I hope we made the right decision." Athena said with narrowed eyes, "Otherwise, we will pay a grave price in the future."

left the place with this final ominous statement rooted deeply in the back of their minds, as they knew that messing with the universe's

ruler brought out a golden sun disk earring from nowhere and handed

know what

"Leave it to me."

pitch-black portal with his

again, he was in front of the

forged from colorful radiation

the cosmos, crackled with a potent aura,

channeled the resplendent divinity, the arms glowed with an intensity that lit up the surrounding

the divinity, the arms reached out, their massive hands grasping the

"Break Open!"

force that echoed across the universe, Uranus pushed

radiation energy arms worked in unison,

Uranus's unparalleled strength...If it was any other unigin, they would have wasted all of

the boundless realms that

Ka-thumb!!

swiftly closed shut and the colorful arms faded away, returning the wasteland to its peaceful

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silence of a desolate galaxy, on a planet devoid of life, stood the imprisonment grounds, a location shrouded in the gravitas of celestial

of past civilizations and untold stories...Yet now, this place was turned into an imprisonment facility under the eternal watch

this somber landscape, Uranus made his entrance, his form casting shadows that seemed to absorb the faint light that dared to trespass upon this

Kronos' deep, resonant voice,

mixture of curiosity and casualness like the notion of being imprisoned

that echoed around him, responded with a calm that

your release, Kronos. You will have a new cellmate, and I expect you to keep an eye on

'A new cellmate? Interesting.'

that seemed to bend the very fabric of space around him, Uranus produced a pair of golden

them onto the ground with deliberate intent, and upon contact, they unfurled into a

Kronos saw the appearance of the sealing hall and the white flame hovering in the middle, he opened his massive eye from the

inquired, 'What a fascinating

Uranus stated with an irritated tone, 'If you want

is the fun

are truly the worst possible candidate to control the laws of space and time.' Uranus clicked his tongue in criticism, 'If I had your laws, no one would catch me asking