Heh.
"Did you not say that no matter what you heard, you would not be surprised anymore?"
One of the five primordial deities, the Goddess of Night, said this to Hecate.
Then she saw that Hecate did not reply, but simply stared at her in silence.
Clearly, Hecate had realized that Nyx was saying this on purpose.
"I did not deceive you. Themis does indeed have this intention, but it is merely incidental." Nyx chuckled lightly and continued, "It is just a marriage alliance. The main purpose is to grant all of her divine authority to that child of Jason, who will become a god in the future."
"What do you mean?" Hecate's brows furrowed.
"In the battle of the Hundred-Headed Dragon pulling the winter chariot, although Athena reacted quickly, not all the gods could be completely concealed from it."
Nyx said, "Especially Themis. Although her eyes are covered, it is precisely because of this that she can easily see more things."
"She has always known?" Hecate said this very casually.
It seemed she had already guessed as much in her heart.
After all, Themis suddenly giving her divine seat's successor to Jason was a very strange matter to begin with.
Moreover, at the wedding of the King of the Underworld and the Queen of the Underworld, Themis had even told Jason that he should not get involved in such things.
What is more, the fact that Jason held her Scales of Judgment in his hands practically meant that Themis's gaze had always been fixed on him.
"What does she want to do? She is even willing to give herself to him."
Hecate voiced the key question.
Upon hearing this, the smile on Nyx's face faded.
"Creating a god, bringing forth a special deity."
"A special deity?" Hecate's brows furrowed even deeper.
"She plans to give the Sword of Judgment to Jason as well. When Jason obtains Athena's heart's blood and has the God of Craftsmen, Hephaestus, forge that god-slaying sword with his own hands.
She will use the Sword of Judgment as its primary material."
Upon hearing this, Hecate was stunned for a moment.
Soon, the exceptionally intelligent woman understood what Nyx meant. Her eyes gradually widened.
The Sword of Judgment itself possesses the power to judge the gods.
But if, on top of that, the power to slay gods is added?
"She wants to hang this sword over the heads of all the gods?!"
Hecate drew in a sharp breath. "How dare she! Nyx, Goddess, why would she do this? And why choose Jason?!"
"The reasons are not hard to guess."
Nyx spoke softly to Hecate and gestured for her to calm down. She said, "Themis was born during the time of the second-generation Titan divine court. She witnessed the decline of the second generation and the rise of the third generation.
One can imagine she saw many things.
At the same time, as the embodiment of absolute justice and the goddess of judgment, she has likely always wanted to rectify the order among the gods.
As for why she chose that child Jason, I think, besides him being a very suitable candidate, it is also a form of restraint."
"A restraint on Jason. To be more precise, it is actually a restraint on the god-slaying sword." After a brief moment of surprise, Hecate quickly calmed down.
Nyx looked at Hecate appreciatively, nodded with a smile, and said, "Exactly. Incorporating the Sword of Judgment into the god-slaying sword not only grants the god-slaying sword more authority.
It is also a constraint on the sword itself.
At that time, although all the gods will have a sword hanging over their heads, because of the balancing power of the god of judgment's authority, the gods will probably have no choice but to accept it.
And with the existence of this sword, the role of restraining the gods will naturally be fulfilled."
Hearing this, Hecate already understood why the final conclusion was that Themis would marry Jason.
Because in this way, Themis could entrust all of her authority to Jason to hold.
"I clearly have not seen such a future."
Hecate was silent for a long time. In the end, she felt a terrible headache and said this to Nyx.
She could already fully imagine how much trouble this would be.
And to make that guy Jason become the god of judgment, moreover one possessing such terrifying power and a transcendent status as the god of judgment?
Hecate indicated that she could not imagine it!
"That might have been a failure." Nyx replied with a smile, "After all, even I find this matter absurd when I hear it.
I imagine no one would agree. Who would want a sword hanging over their own head?
But Themis is indeed quite bold, letting Jason, who became a god through human means, inherit such a position.
Does that not mean that even between humans and gods, there must be absolute justice?"
"Indeed, but at the same time, there is another possibility." Hecate said with a headache, "She did succeed.
And if such a deity truly emerges, then even I would probably find it difficult to glimpse. After all, he is still my disciple."
"Oh, if you put it that way, it does seem possible. It might even be that I intervened." Nyx placed her hand on her chin and pondered. "After all, if it were little Jason holding this sword, I might agree.
Moreover, I feel that Tartarus and the others would not mind. After all, it does not matter to them.
The ones who would care the most are probably only Zeus, Poseidon, and the like."
"Do not say any more, Nyx, Goddess. Please, I beg you, say no more!"
Hecate clutched her head and groaned in pain. "No, this cannot go on. I must expel him from my tutelage. I have to expel him from being my disciple. I do not want this troublesome scoundrel of a student anymore. I do not want him!"
...
"Achoo!"
On the way to the Endless Abyss, Jason suddenly sneezed.
"What is wrong with you?" Cerberus looked at Jason in confusion.
"It is nothing. Probably someone is talking about me. Maybe Atalanta and the others." Jason thought and said, "My sudden departure must have caused them a lot of trouble.
I wonder if they stopped or continued onward.
And on Goddess Hera's side as well. It is also possible she is talking about me."
As Jason spoke, he could not help but sigh.
He clutched his heart, feeling it ache even more.
The matter with Hera was not yet resolved. Jason naturally knew this.
And not only that, the journey for the Golden Fleece was not completely over. The trial from the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena, had not fully arrived. He had not yet offered tribute to Athena.
Jason had not forgotten that she took away that resurrection potion. He did not know who she had revived and was waiting for him ahead.
Just thinking about it simply made Jason feel that the path ahead of him in life was a pitch-black night.
"I clearly just wanted to live simply, to live simple days. But the more I want that, why does it feel even harder?"
Jason muttered in bewilderment.
"You just want to live simple days? Others saying that would be fine, but what right do you have to say that!"
As soon as the words fell, he was met with a roll of the eyes from Cerberus.
In response, Jason glanced at Cerberus but was too lazy to argue with her.
He reached out and rubbed her head.
Fine, this time it was not entirely bad news.
Although he had suffered some hardships, the things that needed resolving had all been settled.
It was just, how had Athena provoked his teacher and sister?
Recalling the hazy voices of hatred toward Athena from Hecate and Persephone that he had heard in his daze, Jason could not help but tilt his head.
But after thinking for a while with no result, Jason stopped dwelling on it.
Because the Endless Abyss had arrived.
Taking out Hades's Helm of Invisibility, Jason brought Cerberus and slipped into the Endless Abyss without alerting anyone.
This was the how many-th time.
Jason could no longer remember how many times he had entered the Abyss.
Thus, when he stepped into this Abyss where even the concepts of time and space seemed to stand still, and removed Hades's Helm of Invisibility.
Jason took a deep breath with extreme familiarity, then shouted loudly, "Great God of the Abyss, Lord Tartarus, are you there?!"
After Jason roared loudly, his voice was swallowed by the Abyss in the next second.
"Jason, why have you come?"
The immediately resounding aged voice startled Cerberus, who instinctively hid behind Jason.
Only to see the black-clothed elder, one of the five primordial deities, the embodiment of this Abyss that could imprison any god.
The God of the Abyss, Tartarus, appeared before Jason.
Seeing his arrival, Jason could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Because his appearance meant that Jason would not be swallowed by the Abyss like last time.
Then, just as Jason squeezed out a smile and prepared to say something to Tartarus, he saw Tartarus grab Jason's hand.
"You came at just the right time!
Boy, come quick, come quick. Come and give me some pointers to save the day!"
As Tartarus spoke, he took Jason and vanished from the Endless Abyss in a flash.
Leaving behind.
"Huh?!"
Cerberus blinked her eyes in a daze. Because of Jason's departure, the Nether Butterfly had followed along, so she was instantly swallowed by the darkness. She had no time to react.
Ah, poor little doggy.
In the next second, Jason was brought by Tartarus to a certain place in the Abyss.
This place was illuminated by a faint Nether Fire.
On the stone table created by the Abyss, what lay was a chessboard.
And across from the chessboard sat a burly man whom Jason regarded with inexplicable seriousness.
The burly man looked at Jason, who had suddenly been brought by Tartarus. After glancing at him a few times, his brows furrowed.
Then, he let out a light sound of surprise.
"Hm, you are not actually a god? And why do you bear wounds caused by my power?"
This burly man appeared very surprised.
After all, his power had actually appeared on the body of a minuscule human!
Upon hearing this, Jason was stunned for a moment.
Then he looked at Tartarus and said, "That is, respected God of the Abyss, Lord Tartarus, may I ask who this great existence is..."
"He is called Cronus. Sigh, little Jason, never mind what to call him for now. Hurry and help me with a strategy!
If I lose this time, it will be a full hundred losses, and I will have to agree to one of his conditions!
Little Jason, quick, quick..."
Tartarus urged Jason anxiously.
And Jason, who was not foolish, looked at the anxious Tartarus before him, then at the chessboard that was about to be checkmated.
After quickly realizing what was going on, a few black lines appeared on his forehead.