Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

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He didn't do anything, nor did he have the capability to do anything. Not until the end of the second era, when the Great Day rose in the East, and Helios, who was hiding in the East Sea, bore the brunt, suffering a torture that could be described as death by a thousand cuts perfected.

From that day on, Helios seldom set foot over the ocean again.

In its place, there was this secret passage that only Helios, Clymene, and Iapetus knew about.

This passage was so secret that apart from the deity holding the Sun Godhood, even if one were inside the Temple of the Sun God, it was imperceptible—of course, the God of Speech didn't think this could be concealed from the Divine King.

But he was going there to test Zeus's attitude anyway, so it didn't matter whether the Divine King 'discovered' it or 'didn't discover' it; either way, he would get his answer.

As for the Centaur Chiron... he must have been prepared to die in failure, since he had decided to rescue his student.

"I can hand it over to you, consider it my support for you."

"Just follow this secret passage, and you may be able to enter and exit Olympus safely. Though you must understand that with only these preparations, it would be impossible to bring a mortal off the Mount of the Gods."
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"Of course, I understand."

Feeling shockingly fortunate again, Chiron did not expect such a gain.

A hidden secret passage on Mount Olympus, and Iapetus being one of the rare few who knew of its existence, was unimaginable.

Regardless of how the other knew, the Centaur solemnly expressed his gratitude to the God of Speech, then put away the map.

With this, the greatest problem was solved.

Chiron had no intention of assaulting Olympus; it was an impossible feat.

Even Earth Mother Gaia fell short, and the unrivaled Typhon only succeeded momentarily before he lost his life.

If the goal was to outwit, then how to communicate with Achilles became crucial.

Moreover, outwitting did not mean that force was unnecessary; strength remained the ultimate insurance, after all.

"Hoping the Goddess of the Magic Net would take direct action is unlikely, since her stepping onto Olympus would surely alert Zeus wherever he is, so I can only try to ask for Princess Hecate's assistance... Hmm, and not just that, she has to be 'interested' enough in the matter."

"The final step of leaving Olympus will have to be done by myself. I can't do it, but Achilles, he might."

After thanking Iapetus profusely and deciding to leave, the Centaur Sage finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The seemingly impossible mission now held a glimmer of hope; as for how exactly to rescue his student, that was a matter for further discussion.

Achilles's Unbreakable Body was not so simple, and his bond with the Styx River exceeded the imagination of all deities and humans on Earth.

Sometimes, Chiron wondered if Achilles was born too late; otherwise, he was the one who should have reigned over the River of Hatred.

Of course, such speculation was too far-fetched, yet the Centaur had no doubt about Achilles's ability to withstand the attacks of All Gods.

His real flaw was that while the Mount of the Gods had unsealed the Divine Power of the gods and the strength of Styx connected to the roots of the Underworld, he was still just a Demigod.

Therefore, Achilles simply couldn't truly stand against the gods; it was an insurmountable chasm, and even the most common True God was not someone he could defeat on Mount Olympus.

Unless... he too could wield a power of equal stature.

Only then could he break free from the Holy Land of the gods and escape the fate of certain Death.

Whoosh—

Lost in thought, the Void fluctuated, and Chiron's face lit up with joy at the sight.

The next moment, as if flung from someone's hand, a sealed stone casket passed through the Void, landing in front of the Centaur.

Without any odd phenomena, if not for the timely tremor of the Void, perhaps everyone would have assumed it to be just an ordinary stone.

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But only Chiron himself knew what this thing truly was and how terrifying its power could be once unleashed.

"Sigh—"

"Thank you, great New Moon Goddess, Master of the Wilderness."

"Thank you, great Chanting Angel, Her Highness Evangeline."

"I shall forever be grateful for your grace and will spread your holy name among the mortals."

Chiron silently prayed three times, then slowly opened his eyes before approaching the stone casket in front of him.

Another crucial aid had arrived; in fact, the Centaur had been uncertain about the Goddess of the Magic Net's willingness to help, but Artemis was different.

Chiron believed that this skillful Goddess would not ignore Achilles' plight, and indeed, she did not.

She did not intervene personally, but she visited a being whom Chiron himself could never have persuaded and then borrowed the object in front of him from her.

It was a Divine Sword unknown to the world, both a source of strength and a curse.

"To grasp it was to endure the torment of the Great Solar Incineration, not a faux sun, but the supreme burning of a real celestial body."

"Even True Gods would be wounded in the face of such a dreadful curse... not to mention, for them, the burden of this ill-fitting Divine Artifact would probably be greater than the strength it provided."

The Divine Sword Laevatein; Chiron had only recently come across it by chance when mentioned by the Goddess of the Magic Net, Hecate.

Regarding this Divine Sword, Hecate's assessment was blunt: those who could wield it had no need, and those who needed it couldn't use it.

Although even for a True God with great divine power, a high-grade artifact could vastly increase their strength, just as the Thunderbolt Strike Arrow had done for Zeus before he broke through the limits of True Godhood.

But if the price of using it was to bear the burning of the real sun, then most of the user's power would be restrained by the artifact.

Under such circumstances, no matter how powerful Laevatein was, it could only be shelved away.

"However, there is no such thing as useless, only those who cannot use it."

"Sneaking into Mount of the Gods through the secret path of the former Sun God, and escaping the prison using the remnants of an Ancient Sun God... Well, upon reflection, the Sun and the Divine Court seem to share a similarly deep connection."

Picking up the stone casket, Chiron dared not open it to look.

The curse of a Divine Artifact was no joke; he simply secured it and hurriedly left.

There were still numerous preparations he must make, but the most critical issue had, thankfully, been resolved.

He could only hope that Achilles' luck would hold out... at least until he rushed to Mount of the Gods.

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Above the world of mortals, Chiron continued to hustle about.

However, elsewhere, Ares had finally returned to Olympus with his captive.

No need for his own palace, after all, Aphrodite was waiting for him... Thinking of this, the War God tightened the Golden Net that covered him.

This mortal was too arrogant, not bowing even when captured by him.

Ares had intended to teach him a lesson, but considering Aph's desire to execute him publicly, he decided to be patient for the time being and wrapped him in animal hide to block all sound.

He would inform Aph first to see what she thought; either way, the Mother Goddess would have his back.

Now that this human had come to Mount of the Gods, he would never live to return.