Achilles was elected the new commander with unrivaled prestige. His goal was no longer to plunder Troy's wealth, and the protracted war finally saw hope for an end.
Both sides, weary of war, were willing to sit down and negotiate. Achilles sent the priestess and children back to Troy, showing that he was not a killer like Agamemnon.
Athena intervened at the opportune moment, doing her best to bring about a truce between the two sides.
As the patron goddess of Athens, the goddess of strategy had a wide following among the allied forces. The battlefield by the sea was also within this supreme deity's domain. The unfavorable winds and waves that trapped the allied forces could not be ignored, and the participating gods had to respect Athena's wishes.
The allied forces could not breach the walls protected by Apollo and Poseidon, nor could the Trojan prince Hector harm Achilles. Continuing the stalemate was not an option. Under Athena's mediation, the warring parties reached an agreement to cease hostilities. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
The obvious trigger, Queen Helen of Sparta, was abandoned by her husband and blamed by everyone. The cause of this war was greed for wealth. Those unwilling to admit this turned their anger towards Helen, who had eloped, and her lover, who had promised her but was unable to protect her. The women of Troy regarded her as a harbinger of disaster and had been slandering her in private.
Helen, however, could no longer bear these accusations. For love, she had abandoned her status as queen and come to Troy, only to be denied even the status of a wife.
Helpless against these accusations, the distraught Helen could not return to Sparta. On the night the truce was agreed upon, Helen left the palace and went to the cliffs, intending to end her life by jumping into the sea. She was eventually rescued by Cassandra, the sister of Hector and Paris, who was a prophetess capable of hearing divine oracles. Cassandra took in the pitiable woman and had her hide in the temple as a priestess.
The group returned to the Invisible Island. Tyche gently kissed her sons' foreheads.
Thinking that she would be traveling far and might not see her sons again for a long time, Tyche felt a pang of loss. However, with Styx as a marker, she would still be able to return to her children.
"My sons, do not let Agamemnon's offense against me anger others, nor should you interfere in this war. He has conveniently reminded me that it is time for me to depart."
Handmaidens surrounded the supreme deity, bringing Tyche her shield and spear as she prepared to leave.
"My handmaidens still need to fulfill their divine duties. They served me faithfully and cared for you when I was occupied. During my absence, you must look after them and ensure they are not mistreated."
Tyche did not need to worry too much about the six subordinate gods. They had already seen the dawn of an increase in their divine rank through faith. As long as they remained united, even immense divine power could not harm them.
As for the dryads, these nature nymphs had grown accustomed to life on the Invisible Island and mostly did not wish to return to the mortal realm. Their avatars left on the island were sufficient to protect them.
As she spoke, Tyche bestowed some divine positions upon these nymphs. She would take the magic net with her upon leaving, so it was best to leave them with the means to protect themselves.
The divine positions of Catering, Sunset, Bathing, Prayer, Breeze, and Snowflake were enough to ensure that the dryads received the respect they deserved. After becoming goddesses of minor divine power, they could live in seclusion even without the protection of the Invisible Island.
Having arranged everything, Tyche, accompanied by her sons, arrived at the edge of the world. The World Tree stretched its branches to dispel the waves surging from the Sea of Chaos. Nyx waited on the periphery of the world to bid farewell to the brave explorer.
"This is what I obtained from Chaos's memories with Erebus. I hope it helps you."
Nyx's clear voice came from behind her veil. She presented a partial map of the Sea of Chaos. Although parts of it overlapped with what Tyche knew, this gift was still incredibly precious.
Sincerely thanking Nyx, Tyche couldn't help but look back at the world behind her. The laws of the world sent a lingering farewell to the primordial god's departure. The entire sky was filled with gloomy gray clouds and fine rain.
As Tyche took her first step outside the protection of the crystal wall, the laws seemed to sense her resolve, ceasing their entreaties and instead bestowing continuous blessings.
The power of the origin condensed into a river, constantly washing over Tyche's divine fire, severing her connection to this world for her departing beloved son.
Since she had chosen to leave, they were now independent entities. The laws welcomed Tyche's return, but first, the accounts had to be settled.
Maintaining the sky, the earth, and the crystal wall had brought Tyche a considerable amount of primordial power, but Tyche had not chosen to exchange it for ownership of these divine positions.
Since she did not intend to take them with her, Tyche waved her hand and gifted all these divine positions to her sons. The sky belonged to Zeus, the domains of the ocean and earth were obtained by Cronus, and as for the Underworld, Tyche hesitated for a moment before transferring it to Nyx.
Looking at the origin of the crystal wall in her hand, Tyche transformed it into a butterfly and sent it to Astreia in the distance. The three deities present were already powerful enough not to need the protection of the crystal wall's power, but Astreia would find it useful, and at least the laws would prevent the Starry Night Goddess from perishing because of it.
With Tyche's current essence, these divine positions no longer played a decisive role; she could create them at any time using the power of origin.
The supreme divinity from Chaos infinitely enhanced Tyche's wisdom. She turned her head with a smile and, under the protection of the World Tree, transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the boundless darkness.
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The journey through the Sea of Chaos was uninteresting and tedious. Following a clear divine connection, Tyche arrived in the world where Lin Xiang was located.
The call from the deep space had not yet descended, and the world's laws and the supreme deities were still in a stalemate.
At this moment, Tyche looked at this world and indeed discovered several beings who surpassed powerful divine might.
Perhaps sensing the gaze from outside the world, several figures suddenly looked up and met Tyche's gaze.
A more ancient World Tree extended its branches, and the true form of the great god Odin appeared before Tyche. Unlike the avatar Odin that Lin Xiang had seen, the true Odin was a top-tier existence among these supreme deities whose depths were unfathomable.
Odin understood the identity of the newcomer, so the silence did not last long.
"Predecessor, I hope you come with good intentions."
The World Tree behind Tyche also extended its branches and intertwined with Odin's World Tree. The interweaving of completely different rules allowed both sides to gain satisfactory rewards.
"I am merely passing through. This is not my destination."
After understanding the situation from her avatar, Tyche immediately abandoned the idea of entering this world.
The gods of the Voodoo cult had completely descended into madness. It was a time of extreme tension between the laws and the supreme deities. If she were to enter rashly, it would easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
She imagined they would not mind treating the lone Tyche as a practice session before the battle. Tyche did not want to end up like Chaos, becoming a battery. She warily observed Odin's intention in being here.
Under the radiance of the World Tree, Odin's smile was full of hidden meaning. He did not make a move or threaten her with his avatar, merely smiling without speaking.
Tyche also said nothing more. She plucked a leaf, recorded a partial map of the Sea of Chaos that she knew onto it, threw it to Odin, and decisively turned to leave.