A night passed, until the next morning, after Ares waited anxiously, Aphrodite finally walked out of the temple surrounded by molten fire.
No matter how she felt after hearing Hephaestus' request, the goddess of beauty finally agreed to his conditions.
The immortal Achilles was not really invincible, but the god of craftsmanship was the fastest and most suitable helper she could think of at the moment.
As for a statue... just leave it, anyway, the cripple didn't intend to exhibit the "perfect work of art" in his heart.
But perhaps to cover up her own mistakes, Aphrodite made a request.
She rejected the name that was closely related to her, and asked Hephaestus to think of a new one.
The god of craftsmanship accepted this, after all, in his heart, he actually wanted to give his perfect masterpiece a special name.
So the two sides reached an agreement, and the matter was settled.
Before leaving, the goddess of beauty also invited Hephaestus to come to her "execution meeting" later, and she wanted to deal with the arrogant mortal in full view of the public.
Although the God of Craftsman was not very interested, he did not refuse.
It was just a small matter, so he just went to watch the fun.
"Hmph!"
The door of the temple closed behind him. Aphrodite held the golden net in her hand and ignored Ares who was expelled from the temple in advance.
Half a day ago, Ares seemed to have some opinions on the "one-to-one", "perfect replica" and "life-size statue" proposed by Hephaestus.
Although his opinion was not important, in order to prevent trouble, Aphrodite still let him leave the temple first.
Now that the dust has settled, the artifact she wanted has also been obtained.
But looking at the waiting God of War, her dissatisfaction with Ares has not disappeared.
Ha, the new generation of gods in Olympus is really a group of "talents". Except for the God King who has some skills, the remaining male gods are more incompetent than each other.
The God of the West Wind who can only follow Zeus as a lackey, the cripple with a broken body, or useless things like Ares.
I don't know if this is a defect caused by blood... Fortunately, I am different from them.
The twelve Titans and I are the first generation descendants of the Father, and they are just some gods of the later era.
It's just a pity -
"Alas..."
Thinking of this, Aphrodite couldn't help but sigh secretly.
It's really unfortunate that I was not born in the Second Era.
In that era, there has never been a case of gods being defeated by humans.
What's more, except for the God of Speech, the Goddess of Beauty feels that each of the twelve Titans is much stronger than Ares and his ilk.
The gods of that era were somewhat like gods.
"Okay, Ares, you hurry up and make some preparations and set traps."
"When we capture that mortal, we will bring him to the sacred mountain, and then cut him into pieces here and grind his bones to ashes."
Aphrodite waved her hand with an impatient look on her face.
"What immortality? I really don't believe it. Under the powerful divine power, a hundred thousand miles of rivers and mountains will be reduced to dust, and a kingdom will become the dust of history. What can a mere human being use to resist!"
Although the flesh and blood on his arm had begun to grow inch by inch, the hatred in the goddess of beauty became stronger.
Achilles... It's okay for Athena to bully me. Although she is unwilling to admit it, Aphrodite still knows how powerful she is, but how can you be the same as her!
"Uh, Aphrodite... Okay, I know."
Ares on the side opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something.
But looking at Aphrodite who was obviously a little bored, he decided to wait until he was caught.
Unlike the goddess of beauty, Ares had already identified the source of Achilles' immortality after fighting with him personally. It was the power from the Styx, the great power that penetrated the origin of the underworld.
Styx, as the eldest daughter of the Ocean God, had long been freed from the shackles of the Ocean God system and became a lord of the underworld.
The power she wields is so special, and it makes the gods so afraid. Zeus pays respect to her, while ordinary gods are unwilling to get close to her.
Achilles, the son of a god, is baptized by the power of the Styx. Is he really so easy to kill? Ares is not sure, but it is probably not that simple.
After all, it is not only the power of the gods that loses its suppression after leaving the earth, but also the power from the Styx.
Perhaps when it comes to the realm of the gods, the power of the River of Hate will be truly revealed.
"Well... but the Mother Goddess should have a way."
The power of the Styx is very difficult to deal with, but after thinking for a moment, Ares finally felt that he was overthinking.
Even if he and Afu can't do it, don't they still have Hera?
The Queen of Heaven has obtained part of the power of the King of Gods, which is also a witness to their marriage.
In other places, this right may not be so obvious, but in the God Mountain, it is infinitely magnified.
The power of Styx can stop others, because the power of the River of Oath is too special, but it can never stop the power of the King of Gods.
So since the result is good, why should he spoil Aphrodite's mood?
"When he comes again, I will lead him to the prepared trap. With this mortal's arrogant attitude, even if he finds something wrong, he probably won't retreat."
Ares said firmly, trying to save his image.
"As long as the result is good, even if there are some problems in the process, it will only become a good story."
"Humph... I hope so."
Aphrodite nodded casually without comment, and then threw the golden net to Ares.
She didn't need to set traps.
This time she was careless. As a god of love and beauty, she actually fought with a sword.
Something like this will never happen again.
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A great battle ended with both sides retreating.
The God of War of Olympus returned to the sacred mountain, but the "God of War" on earth didn't know where to go after the battle.
The vigorous battle with the gods looked hearty, but when everything was over, Achilles was a little depressed.
Did he defeat God? It seemed like he did, but not completely.
And it must be said that these so-called gods are still quite capable. Let's not talk about the goddess of beauty who is not good at fighting, but if the god of war who drives a car and the god of archery are together, he may not be a match.
It's not that his indestructible body is not strong enough, but because his own strength is actually very limited.
Maybe Achilles is indeed the best among the demigods in the world, but if you put aside his immortal body, he is actually far from the top.
And the most important thing is that an unbreakable shield often needs to be matched with an indestructible spear. Achilles didn't have one before, and even after he seized Ares' bronze sword, he couldn't really say he had one.
This is a sword of the gods, but it can't be called a 'sacred sword'.
It is indeed sharp, but not enough to give its owner the upper hand in a battle with the gods.
"Huh - the teacher is right, the gods are still somewhat capable... but if I go to Athens now, I'm a little unwilling."
After weighing the bronze sword in his hand, Achilles put it aside.
He thought about it for a while, and then he had a plan in mind.
A single god is not that scary.
But Olympus is a pantheon, with a huge church and kingdom.
In these aspects, Achilles is undoubtedly not as good as he could be, but fortunately, he is not alone.
He still has teachers, friends he once met, and the goddess who taught him archery.
He can completely ask them... well, show off his achievements to them, and then express his needs in a subtle way.
So the question is, who should I write my letter to?
"... Let's go to the teacher. He knows a lot of people and should be able to come up with some ideas."
The figure of Artemis flashed through his mind, but Achilles subconsciously didn't want to ask the goddess for help.
So he took out a piece of wild animal fur, and then used the blood of the goddess of beauty as ink and began to write on it.
The handwriting with golden glow in the bright red fell on the animal skin. Achilles first described in detail what he had seen and heard along the way, and then talked about his idea of not meeting the new king of Athens directly, and then his provocation to the coalition camp.
In the letter, Achilles commented on the so-called heroes of the coalition-Agamemnon was a little skilled in martial arts, but could not respond quickly; Odysseus was only good at talking, and his strength was just so-so.
Finally, he described his experience of fighting with the gods.
"Apollo's archery skills are amazing. He can barely compete with Princess Artemis, but he is just a villain who shoots arrows from the back. He is really not worth mentioning."
"Ares' martial arts skills are mediocre. Although he has some strength, he is arrogant and conceited. He is still no match for me."
"...As for Aphrodite, she's a woman. If we face each other head-on, I can give her a hand - it's just that she might be more polite. Before I could give her a hand, she 'gave' me a hand' first, which made me feel embarrassed."
"But being polite is polite. When we fight again in the future, I will not be soft-hearted."
"I've enclosed a gift with this letter. Seeing my hand is like seeing my achievement."
"Next time we meet, if she dares to attack me again, I will tie her up and give her to the teacher as a gift."
"..."
"...From this we can see that the gods are nothing more than that. They just usurp the divine power and are incompetent and unwise...If I had the right weapons, I would have killed them one by one..."
"... Today I specially invite teachers to see my divine power, and defeat the gods outside the coalition camp..."
Thousands of words were written, quoting classics and using gorgeous words.
After all, Achilles is not the same as he was in the original trajectory. He grew up in Silvermoon City, and he has read books and learned a lot of knowledge.
Avoiding the important and selectively telling the truth is not difficult for him at all. Achilles said that he has kept the teachings of his teacher Chiron in mind and has always been humble and reasonable, but the gods like Ares are too arrogant.
"Well... That's it. When the teacher comes, I will try to find out if I can get a real artifact. Then I will see who will be my opponent."
Nodding with satisfaction, Achilles' face showed a trace of youthful vigor.
He then drew a ritual on the ground and chanted the spell in a low voice.
After a while, with a wave of fluctuations in the void, a transparent ring appeared above the ritual.
Behind the ring seemed to be a world of black and white, which looked exactly like the human world. In the middle of the circle, a three-eyed sparrow flapped its wings and flew out.
This was a spiritual life that had signed a contract with Chiron. As for its race... Achilles was not very clear.
However, as a member of a high-level spiritual life, this strange life was born with the ability to [shuttle through the spiritual world], and could quickly travel between the two ends of the continent.
"Give this letter and the things in this box to the teacher, and this flesh and blood is your reward."
"This is the flesh and blood of the true god. I have finally paid off what I owed you before."
Folding the animal skin and putting it together with the box, Achilles smiled and gave the "trophy" that he had divided in advance to the bird in front of him.
A trace of human surprise flashed in the eyes of the three-eyed sparrow, and then rolled up the things and disappeared with the illusory circle.
According to Achilles' experience, it won't be long before his letter will be placed on Chiron's desk.
As for when the Centaur Sage will come, he doesn't know.
"Very good."
"Everything is ready, just waiting for the teacher to come."
Not knowing that the goddess of beauty had found a way to deal with him, and not knowing that the speed of the god of war would not be slower than Chiron, Achilles only knew that he could relax a little.
It was only a few days' work, how could anything happen to him? That was impossible. What can the gods do to me?
Lying on his back on a big rock, Achilles' thoughts drifted as far away as the letter.
At this moment, he didn't know what he had done.
A letter will bring his teacher.
A trip to the sacred mountain will bring back a golden net.
If the independence of Eleusis was destroyed before, and the charge and flooding of the coalition camp were still limited to the battles of mortals, then his existence at this moment was tantamount to lighting a fire.
The flames began to burn, and the goddess of fate, who was far away on Mount Nyssa, looked at the mixed threads of fate in astonishment; the flames continued to burn, and the witch who was in an unknown place and brought disaster to the world had a violent rise and fall in her chest.
At the same moment, Ares, who had just walked down from the sacred mountain, suddenly felt as if he had divine help, and his divine power of [War] shook violently as never before.
For a moment, Ares felt that this might be a gift from the will of the world, a compensation for his provocation by mortals.
"Is this a sign of victory? War will rise in the world, and neither the sky nor the earth will be spared."
"As the Lord of [War], perhaps it is my time..."
With divine light shining in his eyes, Ares felt that he had foreseen the future.
He saw the mortal named Achilles chained to the bronze pillar of the sacred mountain, about to face the punishment of the gods.
Gods will not create omens out of thin air, so this is a corner of fate, and it is also the beginning of his singing all the way as the god of war.
Thinking of this, Ares, who had come to his senses, could not help but quicken his pace.
Defeating Athena and gaining the final victory... this would surely greatly expand the concept of [war].
Just like the complete [ocean], who knows whether the complete [war] can complete the final leap by that time?
Ares did not know, but since fate had given a revelation, it might happen.
Shasha -
leaning over the desk, carefully browsing the documents on the desktop, occasionally marking with a pen.
Although it was almost evening, Andrea, who had worked all day, was still busy.
Domestic and foreign affairs, the exploration of the coalition's movements, and the learning of various knowledge filled her day.
Days like this have been going on for a long time for Andrea. Ordinary people would probably have been exhausted by the heavy work long ago. Only a descendant of God like her can persist and get used to the heavy schoolwork.
Theoretically, after another water clock, today will be over.
As the new king, Andrea can get rid of these boring jobs and do something she likes.
But there are always exceptions to everything... Looking at the military report that was delivered not long ago, Andrea raised her eyebrows slightly, and even the fatigue in the corners of her eyes seemed to have dissipated a lot.
It looked a little funny, and it didn't seem like something that would happen under normal circumstances.
But looking at the unlucky object, Andrea felt very relieved.
"...Unusual movements in the coalition camp...It seems that someone attacked the camp this morning..."
"...Casualties...Mycenae...Ares...Aphrodite...and...Achilles?"
Intermittent voices continued to float, and Andrea read the text on the report in a low voice.
The text on the military report was very brief, and it only roughly described the whole process from Achilles' charge to the death of the god of war.
Strictly speaking, the casualties caused by Achilles' charge were not as many as imagined. He only hit the morale of the coalition forces that had just recovered, rather than causing them to suffer many casualties directly. After all,
this is the case on the battlefields of the human world today. Except for a few artifacts, no one can achieve large-scale killing or let one person destroy an army.
If there is, then the army has long lost its necessity to exist.
"The weapon of the God of War was taken away, and the arm of the Goddess of Beauty was cut off... Is it true?"
"After all, he is a god who is as famous as the goddess in the field of 'war and victory'. Is he so... so easy to deal with?"
After hesitating for a moment, out of respect for the group of 'gods', Andrea, as a former clergyman, did not say too much.
But from the smile in her eyes, whether this military newspaper was to make her happy or not, Andrea was really happy.
After all, although it seems that a lot of things have happened, in fact, it has not been long since Theseus died.
And if Andrea is asked to choose the person and god she hates the most in this matter, the former must be her brother who betrayed her father, and the latter is the God of War and the Goddess of Beauty.
The reason is simple, simply because although these two people played a negative role in the siege, their presence is really high.
One is Aphrodite, who almost besieged Theseus to death in Eleusis. If there was no resistance from the God's carrier, she would have succeeded.
One was Ares who was killed in his incarnation, but the reason he was killed was because he was the most eager to chase him.
So when Andrea saw this news, she was naturally happy despite her doubts.
A powerful demigod taught them a lesson... This somewhat evoked her memories.
If her father had a capable helper by his side at that time, perhaps history would have been rewritten.
"You said... Is this possible?"
"You told me that the authority of the gods also needs strength to support it, and their divine power is equivalent to nothing in the human world. And the most of the demigods in the human world are 'near gods', and it is precisely the powerful bodies transformed by their divine blood. But the God of War... He is the God of War after all."
Picking up the military newspaper, Andrea stroked her hair.
The soft black hair draped over her shoulders, shining in the moonlight.
She pronounced the word 'war' very clearly. After all, no matter what, Ares should not be frustrated so easily.
"This is true. I have confirmed it before you received the letter."
"In fact, you don't have to worry too much about Ares. And his opponent is not an ordinary human."
Ryan, who was nominally an advisor and actually acted as half a "prime minister" in recent times, smiled and put down the documents in his hand.
It was much earlier than the time when the military report arrived. In fact, as early as when the battle took place, he had already vaguely sensed the abnormal fluctuations in the distance.
Achilles, one of the most famous mortals in the Age of Chaos, the name of Achilles' heel has become a common saying passed down by word of mouth in all places.
Before he was born, he was burdened with the prophecy of "stronger than his father".
Fate made him born in this way, with the power that frightened the gods.
But fate is always ruthless. He gave Achilles a brilliant life, but also left a fatal flaw, so that he could not escape death after all.
This is normal. After all, myths and legends are often like this.
Most of the invincible powers died by the coincidence of fate, because the reason why they were able to obtain the invincible power was perhaps the preference of fate, not because of what they did.
Just like Achilles of Chaos could be indestructible, but he didn't know whether the River of Oath that gave him this power itself had this power; the witches in fairy tales could bless warriors and defeat powerful enemies, but they themselves could not have the power of blessing.
Siegfried, the hero of the Nine Realms, also bathed in dragon blood and became invulnerable, but seeing that he could slay a dragon, we know that the dragon that was killed for providing dragon blood probably did not have an immortal body.
Otherwise, how could it be killed? Even if it was a "plot kill", it proved the role of fate in it.
It can be seen that it is not unreasonable that fate is listed as one of the four pillars of the world.
Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, from the beginning to the end, it lies between all things.
He seems not to have revealed his power, but in fact, He exists everywhere.
When He needs it, mortals can ascend from the earth to heaven; when He no longer needs it, those who were originally favored will be ruthlessly abandoned.
Thus, Chaos, the god of war on earth, had a flaw in his Achilles' heel, and the hero in the fairy tale could not continue his adventure after the story ended. The dragon slayer in the Nine Realms was also "coincidentally" no longer perfect because of the cover of a leaf, laying the seeds for future failure.
It can be seen that the gift of fate has already been secretly marked with a price.
"Is it true?"
Andrea was just a little surprised that Ryan remembered so many things in an instant, and even felt that fate was omnipresent.
She thought it was an exaggeration, but she didn't expect it to be true... But if that's the case, then as the king of Athens, she should do something.
"If this is true, a god of war who was defeated by a mortal on the battlefield... Well, should I ask someone to find him, promise him fiefdom and wealth, and let him become my sword?" Andrea changed her mind instantly and spoke slowly.
Obviously, it is unwise to leave such a powerful demigod who has grievances with the coalition and the gods of Olympus alone. Only by letting him join Athens can both sides benefit.
But to Andrea's surprise, Ryan shook his head.
"No need, you won't succeed, because he still has his 'tribulation' to overcome."
"Although he has both powerful strength and avoided the destined death through tricks, how can the gift of fate be a gift that can be easily obtained for free?"
"Although I am not sure what the way he will face the tribulation is, he will definitely go through this anyway."
"Tribulation?"
Andrea was silent for a moment after saying this word softly.
She didn't know why this strange demigod had to go through the tribulation, but Athens now seemed to be the same.
The Western countries are their tribulation, but conversely, perhaps Athens is also their tribulation.
Thinking of this, in order to liven up the dull atmosphere, Andrea laughed and said, "Well... since it is a disaster, there should be a reward for overcoming it, otherwise it would be a bit unfair?"
"If it is him, will he get a reward?"
The person who said it was very casual, and he didn't think there would be any reward.
However, to Andrea's surprise again, Ryan nodded.
Reward... maybe there is. After all, this disaster is no longer just for one or two people or one or two gods, but the whole world is going to be trapped in it.
Even Ryan himself may not be able to escape.
"Rewards... of course there are. Just like a war between countries, it is a disaster for both countries, but those who survive can expand their territory, and those who cannot survive will have their country destroyed and their families ruined."
"For Achilles, his disaster is the same, and it's not just him, many people in this era are the same." "
But just like when two countries are at war, the king, nobles, and soldiers face different difficulties, and the results of victory or defeat are also different."
"In this era, facing the same disaster, the rewards they can reap are naturally different."
"As for the standard of division... naturally it is the order of their roots."
Looking at Andrea's curious eyes, Ryan paused, and then said meaningfully: "The order of roots... or divided into three levels, it is mostly determined by nature, but there are also influences from acquired factors."
"Some people are born demigods, some are born slaves, there is nothing that can be done about it."
"Whether you like it or not, the world is like this, you can only accept it. As for this three-level classification..."
"Among all human beings, those with superior roots should naturally become their 'heavenly' way."
"Like the innate ancient gods, as long as the world still exists, their power will not fall and they will not enter reincarnation."
"As for those with inferior roots, they can achieve their 'human' path."
"Like those who believe in the gods, they need to be worshipped by all living beings and followed by all spirits before they can sit high in the kingdom of God. Otherwise, the domain will collapse and people will die, and everything will be empty in the end."
"And the lowest ones will probably have difficulty achieving anything. They will either fall into the lower world or reincarnate, and there will be no better end."
The so-called roots are just a general term, which is actually the degree of importance of fate, a general term for innate endowments and acquired achievements. Andrea can understand it.
In this era, no one cares about so-called fairness or not. Since the extraordinary really exists, where does the so-called fairness come from.
"Then this guy named Achilles..."
"He is probably between the first two."
Ryan was not very sure about Andrea's question, but just made a slight guess.
"He has a lot of fates on his shoulders..."
"But if he can't survive this inevitable catastrophe, then I'm afraid the only outcome that awaits him is the second one."
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As the night deepened, Ares appeared stealthily in a hidden valley outside the Athens Pass, carrying a golden net.
Since he got the things, Ares has been on the road without stopping, observing the terrain along the way. It was not
until here that he found a place suitable for ambush.
He had long understood the magic of the golden net. Even if he had divine power, it would be difficult for him to break free for a while, let alone a mere human being.
As long as he was caught in the net, he would be doomed to die.
"Very good... Here it is, now we just have to wait for him to come."
"Damn it, I, the main god, have fallen to the point of using traps to calculate humans... Humph!"
With a cold snort, Ares buried the trap with his own hands and nodded.
Now everything is ready, only the east wind is missing.
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PS: Seeing that there are a lot of questions, I might as well respond to them all at once. As for why I reply in the main text, of course it's because some of the author's words are not visible - ahem, those who understand will understand.
Let's talk about the specific content: Some people say that Achilles' fight with Ares here is a reduction of intelligence, a hard weakening of the gods, and it violates the previous logic and settings - to be honest, I can't tolerate this, I obviously weakened humans and Achilles for the sake of logic and settings. Okay, don't get it wrong, the God of War was not weakened.
To be honest, I have tried my best to make Ares, as the main god, not so bad. At least I gave him a few debuffs and no authority to make him unable to win. According to the original myth, he was knocked down head-on when the two armies faced each other, and then ran back to Olympus to Zeus to cry, saying that my father, I was so miserable this time, and it was a good thing that I ran fast, otherwise I would have been beaten and lay in the pile of dead people to endure the pain. And even if he escaped now, it would not be the end, because he was shot by the other party, which caused his strength to be damaged.
Faced with this situation, what could Zeus say? Of course, he was helpless. He directly scolded you, you idiot, don't cry in front of me. You are such a waste as a god. If it weren't for my son, I would have dealt with you long ago. So when Ares opened the battlefield, no one fell to the ground in three moves. This was the result of the strengthening of the logic of this book. I tried hard to find a reason for him to win, but I couldn't find it.
Let me say something off topic. Do you know why the god of war was crushed before, and the god of war is also unlucky now? I just want to save the gods' dignity and make
them look so bad. It's just that other gods rarely show their combat power against mortals in the original text. At most, they were knocked down by Hercules, but Ares is different. Later, I thought, since you are already so miserable, you can continue to take the bad luck, so that other gods will not be unlucky with you, so that's it, lol.
Anyway, that's it. You said that the plot is fine, and everyone has their own opinions on this, but there shouldn't be such obvious mistakes in the mythology framework. If you see a being that you think should be very powerful acting very lame, and it feels unreasonable - no doubt, I thought so when I read it that year, but the result is like this, and I can't do anything about it. It can be said that the front of this book is about suppressing divine power and the changes of the era. All kinds of content are just to make the illogical myths round out. The original mythological gods were killed by people even though they were fully combat-powered. Who can you go to for justice?
So in summary, let the God of War go, he is just a weakling, there is nothing you can do.
That's all.
The next day.
Compared with the chaos a few days ago, the coalition camp has restored order.
Two unknown small countries led their troops to the camp and set up camp not far from the camp.
The size of the coalition has increased visibly, but the morale that was hit has not recovered, and even worsened with the passage of time.
Various rumors spread among the lower classes, and Agamemnon, the only one who could preside over the situation, was recovering from his injuries.
So when Achilles appeared in front of the camp again, this uneasy mood was further amplified.
Fortunately, Ares did not drop the chain this time. He first stood in the army and angrily denounced Achilles's despicable shamelessness, and actually seduced him to lose his mind by sneaking an attack on the goddess of beauty in the previous battle.
Then he rejected Achilles' provocation again, and asked to fight again tomorrow.
After all, he went back and forth to the sacred mountain in a short period of time, and mental fatigue was inevitable.
For Ares' excuse, Achilles just thought about it and agreed.
It made no difference to him whether it was one day earlier or later. Since the other party asked for a delay, then he would just postpone it. In this way, when he won, Ares would have no reason to excuse himself.
"So, this is the place you chose for the fight? It's really beautiful with mountains and clear water."
"I think you should have no regrets for losing the title of God of War in the place you chose."
With a hint of smile in his voice, Achilles casually looked at the environment here.
It was a large valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides and only one exit.
The river flowed into the valley along the exit, and it looked like a place suitable for catching turtles in a jar.
But this was only for the mortal army. As long as they held the only exit, thousands of troops would find it difficult to move forward.
But for the indestructible Achilles, all the passes in the world were as easy as walking on flat ground.
Unless there were other gods waiting for him here, but feeling the reaction of the breath of the Styx in his body, Achilles could be sure that there was only one god here, Ares.
"Heh, come on."
"To be honest, I thought you would call a few gods to ambush me. But now it seems that you also know what is shame and what is a joke."
Pulling out the bronze sword he had seized before, Achilles pointed the sword forward.
And standing opposite him was Ares with a grim face.
"...Arrogant and despicable mortal, you can only be arrogant for a while..."
Thinking about today's plan, Ares tried to swallow his breath. It
was right for him not to call others. The power of the Styx made this human extremely sensitive to the breath of the gods.
If he really called for help, he might not be willing to come.
But now it's different. I'm the only one here, and with this kid's arrogance, he will naturally not be afraid of fighting.
And as long as he comes, there will be only one result.
"...Bastard, die!"
Ares said this sincerely.
And soon, after a few days, the battle between Achilles and Ares started again.
Swords and shields collided, and strength and strength were dueled.
From the nameless valley came the sound of endless vibrations, and the lives in the forest fled in all directions, just to avoid the confrontation between the demigods and the gods.
This time, without other interference, the battle between Achilles and Ares lasted from morning to evening, but the two still could not decide the winner.
After all, a hero with an indestructible body could not have the so-called "failure", and Ares, who had made sufficient preparations, was even more convinced of his victory.
Not only did his fighting spirit not wear out, but it rose even more, and under the guidance of the divine power, his strength was further strengthened.
Until it was close to the evening, perhaps the day's battle made the god of war a little tired.
In a moment of carelessness, he was cut off a strand of hair by Achilles' sword.
Ares was furious for this, but no matter how hard he tried next, he still couldn't really hurt the hero even a little bit.
"Humph, what a tortoise shell."
After a feint, Ares retreated a distance.
He looked at Achilles coldly, and the latter stared back without hesitation.
After a day of fighting, Achilles finally saw the hope of winning, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy.
However, the next moment, he was angered by Ares' words.
"It's getting late today, let's call a truce. Tomorrow, I will come here to defeat you."
Ares turned around and left without any shame.
At this time, Achilles realized that the other party had just suffered a small loss and was going to abandon the battle and run away.
"I was wondering why you chose such a place to actively invite a fight. It turns out that you did it so that you can run without any burden. I thought you were ambushing me secretly and wanted to catch me off guard!"
At this moment, Achilles only lamented why the teacher had not arrived yet. If he had an indestructible divine weapon, how could he not win for so long.
But even so, Achilles still sensed the surroundings again.
The divinity was silent within a radius of 100 miles, and there should be no gods ambushing secretly.
As for the artifact... Achilles had never seen a divine artifact before, and the power of the Styx had nothing to do with it, so he didn't think much about it for a moment.
So he took a step forward and chased after Ares. If you have the guts, you can run all the way back to the sacred mountain, and I will chase you all the way. The impact caused by that time may be even greater than if I defeated you.
Thinking of this, Achilles couldn't help but speed up a bit. In just a blink of an eye, the two arrived at the entrance of the valley.
One chasing and one fleeing, one in front and one behind, Ares had just crossed the valley mouth, and Achilles followed closely behind.
However, at this moment, a golden light turned from virtual to real, rising from the ground that was originally normal.
It must be said that the golden net that successfully caught the adultery in the original mythological trajectory was indeed extraordinary.
Ares and Aphrodite on the sacred mountain had never found her trace, and Achilles now had no trace either.
In just a moment, the young hero fell into the net, and it was difficult to break out of the net no matter how he moved.
"Hahahahaha... It's done!"
Ares stopped immediately and laughed out loud, the sound shook the field.
He looked at the captives in the net and felt that his efforts today were not in vain.
Aren't you very good at fighting? It's just that you rely on the environment of the human world.
When we get to the top of the sacred mountain, I'll see how you can still fight!
"...Hahaha, mortal, you--hmm?"
Ares was about to laugh, but the next moment he looked back.
In that direction, a strange demigod's breath just flashed by.
"...Forget it, it's important to go back first."
After finally succeeding in the ambush, Ares didn't want to make any mistakes.
So he looked at the angry hero in the net and prepared to leave.
In a little while... in a little while, I will invite all the gods of the sacred mountain.
When the time comes, I will kill you in public and redeem my lost reputation.
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Hundreds of miles away, in a cave halfway up the mountain.
A figure who was obviously much taller than an ordinary person was hurriedly putting down the things in his hands and looking at the distant scene.
Before, he relied on some means to prevent his own breath from leaking out.
But seeing the student being captured, Chiron's mood was inevitably a little excited for a while.
Not long ago, after receiving Achilles' letter, the Centaur Sage had a bad feeling.
The prophecy showed that Achilles was supposed to die in war.
No one could be sure which war this war was referring to, or whether it was simply the god who ruled over war.
Prophecies were always vague, but Achilles' behavior of directly provoking the gods was too bold.
Even Chiron did not expect that the other party would become so arrogant just after leaving Silvermoon City.
Maybe he should not have come to Silvermoon City. If he had not come here, he would have adapted to life in the world earlier and would not have been so self-righteous...
For a moment, Chiron felt a little regretful.
Perhaps it was because he had too much that Achilles had come to this point today.
It was still a little too late to hurry up, and now he had been captured by the gods of Olympus.
Regardless of Achilles' blasphemous behavior or the hostility of the Olympian gods towards Silvermoon City, I am afraid they would not let him go easily.
"Alas... it's fine if you mess around in the human world, but why do you have to go to the God Mountain?"
"Others can't do anything to you, do you really think the God King can't do anything to you?"
Chiron looked worried. He shouldn't have worried about Achilles' safety.
After all, he knew very well that his student's adaptation to the power of the Styx was incredibly perfect, as if he was destined to be baptized by Styx.
Ordinary gods could not do anything to the power of the Styx that was connected to the origin of the underworld. Only a very few could really hurt him, but Zeus was one of them.
In any case, even Hades was nominally a member of the God Court.
Without trying, Chiron didn't think Achilles could resist the supreme power of the God King.
"I'm afraid there's no way with my own strength."
"Mount Olympus... it's not a place where you can come and go as you please."
Taking a deep breath, Chiron couldn't just sit back and watch his student suffer, but he didn't have the ability to save Achilles. After all,
although he lived a long time, he was not a true god after all.
If you want to save people on the sacred mountain, you can only rely on the help of others.
The first people he thought of were Hecate and Artemis.
These two goddesses are undoubtedly the most likely to help, but Chiron thought for a moment and decided to drag another god into the water. After all,
these two goddesses have no connection with Olympus, and they don't know the situation on the sacred mountain.
If you want to rescue Achilles, it is better to use wisdom than force.
When it comes to wisdom and understanding of the sacred mountain, only Her Majesty Athena can do it.
"It just so happens that this child originally planned to stand on the side of Athens, and the new king of Athens used to be a priest of the goddess."
"Wait for me to go to her to plead for mercy. As long as the goddess is willing to help, I think she will definitely not turn a blind eye."
Time was running out, so the Centaur naturally didn't dare to waste it.
So while things had just happened, Chiron headed straight for the Aigario Mountains.
Although he had no connection with the Athenian royal family before, Chiron had met Hermes several times.
Over the years, many people have heard of his existence.
So when he came to the fortress built on the mountains, it didn't take long before he successfully met Andrea, who was about to go to bed.
Without making any extra polite remarks, after stating his identity, Chiron told her about today's changes, and then stated his demands.
Achilles, who was willing to support Athens, was unfortunately captured when fighting with the God of War, and now he hopes to get guidance from the Goddess of Wisdom.
"You mean... Achilles?"
Andrea looked at the tall Centaur who came to visit suddenly, and she didn't expect to hear this name again.
During the day, Ryan had just told her about this strange demigod, but she didn't expect to receive news about him again at night.
Facing the gods head on, he possessed the courage of ten thousand men and the indestructible body.
It was a good thing that such a hero was willing to come to Aigalio from Silvermoon City to support Athens for "justice".
Moreover, even if the centaurs' words concealed something, the enemy of my enemy was my friend. As long as Achilles could be rescued, I thought he could be made an ally.
Therefore, if possible, Andrea was actually willing to lend a hand.
But after thinking for a moment, facing Chiron's gaze, she finally shook her head slowly.
"Respected sage, I have heard of your name when I was a child."
"You are a wise and kind elder who has helped many unrelated people out of trouble."
"So personally, I am willing to help you rescue your students. But unfortunately, I am afraid I can't tell the goddess about the difficulties you are facing."
"Because in fact, from the beginning of the signs of war to today, the goddess has never sent down any oracles."
"Although the gift of divine magic has never stopped... Such short-term unresponsiveness is not uncommon for eternal gods, but I think you may not have so much time."
It was very clear at this point, and Chiron himself knew it very well.
No one knew when Achilles would attract the attention of the king of gods, and when Athena would respond.
This road was not feasible, and the centaur had to say goodbye in disappointment.
Andrea did not try to keep him, after all, she also knew how tight the other party's time was, and she really couldn't help him.
However, when Chiron reluctantly walked out of the fortress hall, he unexpectedly saw a young man who was just about to walk in.
For some reason, at this moment, an inexplicable intuition surged into his heart.
So the Centaur subconsciously bent down slightly, trying to make himself look less tall.
"Sir, please wait a moment... I have a question that I can't answer."
"I mean, if I want to rescue a mortal who blasphemes the gods from the towering peak of Mount Olympus, from the golden palace on the nine clouds, what do you think I should do to succeed?"
Chiron regretted it as soon as he asked the question.
How could he tell others about such a thing casually? He was really confused.
Even if he came to visit the new king of Athens, he was only to get help from Athena, not from the new king himself.
If anyone can solve the problem, then Olympus seems too incompetent.
"Going to Olympus to save people? I haven't thought about this. I don't think any Athenian would think about how to get in and out of the sacred mountain." The
young man shook his head and refused, and made a joke. Hearing this, Chiron couldn't help but extinguish the last hope in his heart.
As expected, he shouldn't have such a delusion. Perhaps only Her Majesty Hecate could do such a thing... However, the next moment, the young man's subsequent words made the Centaur stunned.
"Although I haven't thought about it, I know that another person must have made similar plans."
"With his help, it may not be a delusion to go in and out of the sacred mountain. You can even find many helpers. If I remember correctly, he seems to be in Athens."
"What?"
Chiron was surprised. He didn't expect to get such an answer, but the young man in front of him didn't give him the opportunity to ask more questions.
He just smiled and walked over the tall body of the Centaur, walked into the hall, and closed the heavy door.
"He is called Count Ilos, a wealthy and famous nobleman in Athens. We happened to sit together when the great debate was held in the Acropolis."
"Personally, I think he will definitely not refuse you. If you really plan to implement that crazy idea, he will definitely be able to bring you a lot of help."
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The sun sets and rises, and a night passes in a blink of an eye. The
shadow of war has not yet spread to Athens, and the streets of the city are constantly flowing.
Caravans of all sizes shuttled between cities in Panathenaic, injecting vitality into the emerging kingdom.
On the plain between Okropolis and Athens, buildings of all sizes were scattered.
This was the safest place in the kingdom because it was sandwiched between the Acropolis and Athens. This is also the most expensive place in the kingdom, and few people can own their own manor here.
However, on this day, Chiron, who had traveled all night by special means, opened the door of the luxurious manor and came to visit the famous earl.
Before coming, the centaur gradually calmed down.
He was still affected by his emotions. In fact, the trip to Athens was not necessary at all, let alone asking a mortal such a question.
You know, no matter how close the connection between humans and gods is, it can never be closer than that between gods and gods.
Instead of seeking the new king of Athens to convey the message, why didn't he directly ask Artemis to convey it?
The gods also built temples in Okropolis. The distance between the sanctuary of the Lord of the Wilderness and the Parthenon is much closer than the distance between them and the Athenian palace.
But he had already asked, and although the decision was made under unstable emotions, Chiron finally came.
Maybe it was because of the idea of just in case, or maybe it was because of some inexplicable intuition. Anyway, since he could visit Artemis on the way, the centaur simply came here to take a look.
So when the glow of dawn shone on the earth, Chiron came to the manor of the Count of Ilos.
However, it was not until he met the Count himself under the guidance of his servants that the Centaur suddenly found that the 'Count of Ilos in front of him seemed a little familiar.
If he remembered correctly, he seemed to be...
"Your Highness Iapetus? Why are you here?"
"..."
Chiron couldn't believe that the 'helper' he came to find turned out to be the god of speech who had been away from the world for a long time.
Sitting opposite him, Iapetus was silent.
Why am I here... Do you think I want to be here?
If I hadn't accidentally watched the debate and then accidentally helped someone else to 'play' for me, how could I stay in Athens now?
The problem is that it's not his fault. Before the incident happened, who could have thought that such a situation would occur.
It was just a small debate that eventually triggered a war among the gods.
It was just a golden apple that caused the now almost divided God's Court.
The passerby who helped casually at the time actually inherited the throne of Athens.
And now she is leading the Athenians all the way west, blocking the way for the western countries to come east.
Faced with this situation, what can I do?
If I tell Zeus now that all this is a misunderstanding, and hope to continue to live in seclusion in the world and not participate in the disputes between the gods, I don't know if it is possible to succeed?
"Probably impossible."
"Haha, three sons, one is supporting the sky, one is filling the sea, and the other is still wanted by the gods."
"My wife is getting together with Helios, the former sun god who has thrown himself into the arms of the outer gods, and the one who promised to protect me is Gaia, the earth mother who once fought against the gods."
"And for the past hundreds of years, I have been living in Athens, and even recently participated in the replacement of the throne of Athens..."
With so many buffs added together, no matter who sees it, no matter who sees it, they will not believe that Iapetus has not planned it for a long time.
Accidents are possible, but the reason why accidents are accidents is that their probability is too small.
So he must have been secretly dissatisfied with the king of gods for a long time, but it was only recently exposed.
And the goddess of wisdom Athena is his new target of refuge.
Faced with this situation, Iapetus said there was nothing he could do.
When a person begins to doubt you, then everything you do is wrong.
Moreover, vaguely, perhaps because it is clear to the spectators, Iapetus felt that he had seen the essence of this war of gods.
Zeus wanted to take this opportunity to clear the uncontrolled forces in the world, and he wanted to make everything return to his order.
In this case, wouldn't he, the weakest Titan god, be the best target?
Even if there were no such things, Zeus would probably find an excuse to attack him.
And now that he had an excuse, it was even more impossible for him to escape.
"So this is why I appeared here... I have been paying attention to the movement ahead."
"It's just that the situation should not change drastically soon, and I am not good at fighting, so I didn't meet the new king of Athens."
His expression was calm, and I didn't know if he had thought it through.
Iapetus did not hide his thoughts. After all, he had heard of the centaur in front of him.
Chiron, the centaur of Silver Moon City, could not be related to Zeus anyway.
So now that he appeared in front of him, he was probably either instructed by someone or encountered some difficulties, or more likely both.
After all, if it was simply the latter, as an 'ordinary' earl, Chiron should not need his help.
"What about you, a guest from afar, I have heard of your name, why are you here?"
"But no matter what it is, I think you should know... As the god of speech, I can only praise my skills in speaking."