Watching the Amazons soak leaves in the spring water—one sip and their wounds healed completely—Thea was green with envy.
This was what it meant to have deep pockets. Hera's countless years of collecting treasures meant that even a table leg or a handful of ash from the stove could serve as a magical artifact.
She could casually dismantle something and forge a few divine weapons. From that perspective, Hades and Poseidon's eagerness to claim Hera as their wife wasn't just about status and reputation.
Mount Olympus was filthy rich! And if you added Zeus's treasury to the equation, the wealth was staggering beyond belief.
Seeing Hera heal all the Amazon sisters, Diana finally developed some goodwill toward the Queen of the Gods.
"Listen, my sisters," Hippolyta commanded loudly. "Paradise Island's barrier has finally reached the end of its time. I have obtained Hera's forgiveness, and She has permitted us to enter the sacred Mount Olympus. Everyone, return and pack your belongings. We depart immediately!"
Thea had expected a lengthy speech to prepare them mentally, but nothing of the sort happened. That was the beauty of military discipline—the leader didn't need to explain, and no one below wasted words. At most, someone would acknowledge with a simple "okay" before doing exactly as ordered. The Amazons rushed back at full speed to gather their belongings.
"Must we truly abandon this island?" Seeing Thea busy constructing the teleportation circle, Hippolyta felt reluctant about leaving Paradise Island after thousands of years. She sent Diana to ask the question.
To her lover's question, Thea could only answer honestly. "First, we get everyone to safety. As for the island..."
Diana looked at her expectantly.
Thea paused her work. "We can't go to war with human governments over this island, right?"
Diana nodded. She wouldn't storm into the White House with the Godkiller sword just to preserve some memories. She couldn't do that.
"Second, national borders are already established worldwide. If a large island suddenly appears in the Mediterranean, what would European nations do? What if America wants to build a military base here? What if Russia gets involved? The result would be war." Thea's expression was grave.
Diana's face darkened. None of this was complicated, and she was no longer the naive girl who'd left the island. A century had taught her much. If war broke out because of her, she'd regret it for eternity.
"Is there no other way?"
"To avoid human conflict, I think asking Aquaman and his wife for help to sink it to the ocean floor is the only option." Thea said this while thinking of something, but to tease Diana, she maintained a look of helplessness.
The warrior goddess finally bit her lip. "Then let it sink."
Feeling she'd pushed enough, Thea continued. "Magic definitely won't work. Not even ancient archmages could manage this—not without assistance from a hundred formal mages and months of continuous effort to move an island this size. And that's without the complication of cross-dimensional movement."
"As for the gods, in their prime, perhaps five or six of the Twelve Olympians working together—excluding the God King—could manage it. But in this era..."
"You've already thought of a solution, haven't you?!" Diana had initially thought she was explaining the situation, but gradually sensed something off. She suddenly realized her lover had a way to solve this problem that even the gods couldn't handle.
"Problems that magic can't solve—we have science!" Thea held up one finger triumphantly.
"I'll agree to anything you want, just tell me!" Diana glanced around, confirming no one was paying attention, then whispered in code only the two of them understood.
"Atomization. Shrink the entire island—simple! Metropolis was once shrunk into a glass dome, so Paradise Island can be too! Then you can place it wherever you want." Thea calmly revealed the answer.
Diana's lips parted in surprise as she made a vague "ah" sound. She hadn't expected such a simple solution!
The answer was so straightforward she wanted to punch Thea. If it's that easy, why did you bring up Aquaman, archmages, and the gods?! Going off on tangents when you had a simple solution all along!
With a stern face, Diana glared at her huffily. The young miss laughed until her shoulders shook. Honestly, Diana at this moment had a certain charm—if the timing weren't so inappropriate, Thea would've... well.
Suppressing her improper thoughts, she still needed to finish setting up the teleportation array.
Atomization could shrink people along with everything else, but whether this scientific method would cause unexpected changes during teleportation was anyone's guess. Thea wouldn't gamble with lives recklessly.
As long as people were safe, everything else could be managed.
Diana relayed the results to Hippolyta. Hearing that external technology had developed to this extent, the queen was genuinely shocked. Not knowing this was black-market tech and assuming it was commonplace technology, she became even more determined to relocate to Olympus. Earth was too dangerous!
Though black mist shrouded the entire island, blocking satellite surveillance, this obvious phenomenon was a mixed blessing. Nearby countries discovered the mysterious fog and began dispatching ships to investigate.
Hippolyta wasn't one to sit idle. She pulled out three or four magical artifacts to buy time—one summoned dolphins, another manifested sea monsters. Several search vessels were diverted off course without realizing it.
Half an hour later, the permanent cross-dimensional teleportation gate was complete. Still crude, but sufficient for transporting the physically robust Amazons.
The Amazons, carrying their belongings in large and small bundles, crossed through the portal to their new homeland.
"Sister Thea, can I go see too?" Supergirl, who'd helped considerably, asked ingratiatingly.
Could Kara visit Olympus? Thea wasn't sure, but she could ask.
When Hera received her message, She was watching playback through the divine mirror, reviewing scenes of Supergirl beating Apollo until he fled coughing blood. During the battle, She and Thea had been focused on their magical duel and hadn't paid much attention to Apollo's fight.
This was truly pathetic. In Hera's distant memory, the last person to injure Apollo was the Egyptian pantheon's God King, Ra.
Now that She intended to inherit the throne of God King, She naturally stood in competition with the ambitious Apollo. Hearing that Supergirl wanted to visit, Hera agreed without hesitation.
As people moved back and forth through the portal, Thea joined the effort to block external investigators.
A grand sorceress like her, fully committed to blocking ordinary people, required barely any effort.
Super-vision located targets, then a remote casting of a Confounding Charm solved everything.
During the intervals, she wasn't idle. Atomization still required human setup and calculations. The island's sudden disappearance would certainly affect surrounding coastlines. Thea contacted Mera, who excelled at water manipulation.