Zeus also wanted to establish his authority properly before new and old friends.
No matter when, a god's power always determined other gods' attitudes toward him.
If God King Kronos hadn't been successfully weakened by Zeus, if Kronos didn't have Zeus at the forefront matching him evenly—
Then no matter how brutal he was, no god would dare rebel or fence-sit now.
In this place no god could detect, Zeus finally displayed his power freely—the power of half-complete Zeus!
He wielded his "newly" acquired Great Thunder wantonly. His magnificent divine form transformed into an infinitely majestic pure thunder giant god. Incomparably formidable power suddenly erupted from him. In an instant, the entire underground was filled with infinite light!
Lightning danced and flickered on his body. The surrounding endless darkness was repelled by endless violent thunder in just one moment. His towering form nearly broke through the endless darkness to pierce the earth!
Endless lightning rose and fell in succession, so dazzling that even the great gods couldn't look directly! Rolling deafening thunder rumbled forth, one sound after another, continuous and unceasing!
The terrible roar made the great gods present tremble in their divine nature. Cold sensation shrouded their bodies. Before being struck by thunder, they were already completely rigid, unable to move.
The entire underground world was filled with dazzling brightness, even blindingly bright. Darkness vanished without trace under this power.
Only remained those thunder dragons and lightning serpents interwoven with light and heat that even primordial night, profound gloom, earth-shaking ocean, and pure material power giant gods couldn't look directly upon.
That illustrious master of lightning, for the first time, brought infinite light and heat to this eternally dark underground. The terrible power could shatter and incinerate everything, effortlessly dispelling ancient darkness.
Great Lady Night looked at the blazing Zeus, strange radiance emanating from her profound black beautiful eyes, inexplicable feelings surging ever more intensely in her divine nature's depths.
Zeus felt that vigorous power erupting within him, couldn't help but curl his lips upward, outlining a satisfied arc.
That familiar feeling had finally returned.
The ultimate pleasure of controlling supreme authority.
Without Great Thunder, would that still be Zeus?
Now his half-complete self was terrifyingly strong!
The three Cyclops nearby, their massive single eyes now also showed extremely shocked expressions.
They had never seen such powerful, such pure thunder and lightning.
This was a sight completely absent on the Cyclops, completely beyond their understanding.
They themselves didn't know their essential laws could be so powerful!
The three Cyclops exchanged glances—they were glad they had given it away timely and proactively.
When having their laws divided and taken by Zeus, they felt the laws were extraordinarily excited and incomparably compliant.
Afterward, they personally witnessed the essential laws being absorbed by Zeus instantly without obstacle, feeling even more amazed.
When they saw thunder and lightning manifesting countless variations in Zeus's hands, wise as they were, they immediately understood.
The laws' true master had appeared!
When under their control, the laws weren't nearly this flexible and skillful, much less this powerful.
The difference between both sides was incomparable, fundamentally different.
Even in their hands, the formidability of thunder, lightning, and thunderbolt was enough to make gods fearful.
But compared to Zeus's current Great Thunder, the gap was still too vast—beyond what words could describe.
As for control methods, there was even less comparison possible.
Compared to Zeus's realm where everything followed his heart and all things were under his control, besides summoning wind and rain, then calling thunder for single attacks, they had no other techniques.
Not that they weren't wise enough or skillful enough, but they simply hadn't truly mastered it!
They had never truly possessed this supreme law—merely safeguarding it temporarily!
Moreover, only with thunder, lightning, and thunderbolt unified could it become one truly complete law—Great Thunder!
Only upon meeting their true master, only under their true master's supreme authority's blessing, could it truly unleash that genuinely invincible supreme might!
Zeus felt the lightning authority responding to his will like his own limbs, everything following his heart's desire. He felt the deeper fundamental authorities contained within the lightning authority—the universe's most primitive physical laws. His heart grew even more satisfied as confidence and power to control everything filled his divine nature.
His sacred sharp gaze looked proudly toward the void, golden divine eyes seeming to pierce the boundaries of time and space wherever they looked.
Formless and shapeless, invisible and unmanifest, that chaotic place without even spatial concept—in that place of pure void far from world and darkness—instantly "exploded" into truly existing space!
Under sacred supreme might, chaotic void rolled violently, issuing soundless wails.
More shockingly, under the joyful wild dance of thunder dragons and lightning serpents, new existence appeared in chaos—the most primitive aggregation of matter and energy!
Countless thunder and thunderbolts roared wantonly in that void, carrying the might to destroy and create everything. Even Tartarus issued high and miserable wails. Even the gods could feel that pure void's painful rolling!
Endless void under Great Thunder's might was like thin paper, wantonly trampled and torn, like the most fragile maiden under Zeus's power.
Thunder fire ignited newborn vitality—that was creation's flame.
Formless violent wind arose from void, divine generals gathered clouds, and amid lightning and thunder, life-giving water began appearing, matter began condensing, being born from void, and a primitive earth appeared as well.
A truly brand-new world appeared.
Accomplishing all this, Zeus didn't even move his divine form besides his flowing gaze.
In Zeus's single thought, a world was born!
Though still incomparably primitive, though incomparably crude, though internal laws weren't yet perfected, a completely new real world had appeared from chaos out of nothing!
This incomparably shocking scene completely stunned all deities.
All great gods present stood dumbfounded, so shocked by this incomparably terrifying power they dared not move. Their divine nature trembled for it.
Even though they were all incomparably formidable giant gods possessing power affecting the universe, everything happening before them still far exceeded their imagination.
This was might beyond all known deities' power scope!
Just where divine eyes passed could tear open chaos, and controlled laws could instantly begin evolving a world!
Not just unheard of and unseen—never even imagined.
This was something no god dared imagine.
Incredible wonder and fear completely shrouded their vast divine nature.
Quietly charming Lady Night gazed with infatuated absorption at that small world rapidly evolving.
Earth, fire, water, wind complete, matter continuously evolving laws, rapidly evolving in timeless time, becoming increasingly colorful, basic laws also increasingly perfect—an independent true world was vigorously growing!
What a beautiful new world!
But soon, Tartarus caught scent of this newly born world. Despite having only instincts entangled with existence, despite just being harshly whipped by Zeus!
But "desperately thirsty" he still rushed up immediately!
Heaven knew how much he craved existence's taste.
At the great world, he could only pick up garbage to eat!
Though this existence was too small and too primitive, but!
How fresh and tender she was!
This small world Zeus opened was merely dozens of times the size of a previous life's sun. Under Tartarus's devouring, it was merely existence that could be swallowed in an instant.
Zeus didn't care either—he had only intended to test his power anyway.
Such small worlds—he could easily create them with just a thought.
But Zeus noticed Lady Night seemed to really like this new small world.
The Night Goddess's eyes showed rare gentleness and infatuation.
So he truly acted seriously.
The supreme lightning master, that magnificently infinite thunder divine form, merely waved his great hand to stir up void storms. He cast out a lightning whip.
Lightning caught that small world independent of the great world, then linked it with darkness, equivalent to making this small world a vassal of the great world.
Then he curled his lips, and his lightning divine form had already arrived at this small world in a flash.
In just one instant, this small world hadn't been devoured by Tartarus, but instead nearly shattered under the divine might radiating from his thunder divine form, already cracking under unbearable load.
He hastily restrained some power to avoid excessive destruction, then backhanded to break the surging void, repelling the still-unwilling Tartarus and converting it into real existing matter.
Under thunder that tore everything apart, more matter transformed and emerged from void, further strengthening this small world, allowing her to regain vitality at the brink of collapse.
Endless creative thunder guarded and expanded this small world, finally protecting this new world that had nearly crumbled back to void.
After stabilizing the small world, Zeus felt stifled just standing within this small world.
He waved his hand to scatter thunder in all directions. Lightning blazed brilliantly, deafeningly loud. Tartarus was continuously repelled, issuing shrill wails.
Even chaos suffered great pain under this invincible thunder.
Zeus laughed heartily while harshly teaching Tartarus a lesson, using his supreme Great Thunder to continuously convert void into pure matter particles.
Endless newborn matter also continuously condensed under lightning's might. This small world grew larger and larger until Zeus's thunder divine form could barely stand within it.
Then he began summoning wind and rain. Rain containing creation and vitality poured down, nourishing the newborn world, making it flourish with life.
Outside the world, endless radiant thunder enveloped the entire small world comprehensively without blind spots, forming an insurmountable barrier.
Tartarus had no power to fight back before this thunder that crushed everything. Even this tiny new world—he couldn't harm even the slightest bit.
Before the lightning divine master, that Tartarus feared by gods and incomparably terrible was merely clay to be casually manipulated, only able to let Zeus knead and shape it at will.
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