Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 758 - 270 Life Box_2

Even though this progression was insubstantial, and for Artemis, it was hardly anything noteworthy, she still felt delighted.

So the Goddess gave the first Star Nymph the name ’Aisruiya’ and allowed her to manage the lake in her stead.

"Who knows if it’s because she left the stars, or perhaps the current ’Sun’ isn’t a real celestial body, but a fake day formed from the remains of the Ancient Sun God."

"So many years have passed, and Aisruiya has shown no sign of growing up."

With that thought flickering by, Chiron no longer dwelled on it.

His first priority was to attend to business; at this moment, he had already arrived in front of the enormous Crystal Stone.

Rich life energy seeped out from the Crystal Stone before him, and the light scattering from the surrounding pillars also shone upon him.

The interlaced networks of light were designed to confine the life force from escaping this vicinity, and the green Crystal Stone was a manifestation of converged life energy.

However, Chiron could be certain that the life energy here had likely never diminished, not even by the smallest fraction, since its inception.

That also implied that the thing inside did not need to absorb life force to maintain its existence.

As for what was inside... Chiron looked up slightly.

In the center of the verdant Crystal Stone, a box with its lid opened.

At its very heart, there lay a heart that seemed as though it was in stasis.

"Life Storage... Could it be, then, that what those people claimed is actually true?"

In silent contemplation, observing the scene before him and reflecting on the years it had remained this way, Chiron didn’t know whether to feel happy or something else.

He knew whose heart lay before him, for he had spoken with its owner not long ago.

Achilles, his student, was the origin of this heart. And this was the reason his student possessed an undying body that was flawless.

The Hatred in the Waters of the Styx was not something just anyone could encounter; deities would have their divinity and divine power stripped, while mortals would lose their lives.

Only a rare few beings could undergo baptism by the river’s powers while being compatible with the laws of the Underworld, avoid death as a result, and even obtain a body that ordinary deities could not harm.

Even if the Underworld were weaker, a being baptized by its laws would not easily be harmed by common methods.

Chiron nodded slightly and checked the secret rite again.

Although as far as the results were concerned, his prepared Ritual Track was entirely unnecessary, he still needed to have it for just in case.

However, while checking, the centaur couldn’t help but think of the wizards who invented the original soul splitting technique.

According to their plans, they originally intended to undergo the transformation ritual themselves, even naming their creation for the life storage object "Endless Life Box," signifying the secret box to obtain endless life.

And for the form of life after the transformation, they also had a very fitting name.

Neither living nor dying, neither human nor god, it was natural to call it demon. And whether before or after the transformation, these spellcasters were wizards using witchcraft.

So in their eyes, calling themselves "Wizard Demons" was the most appropriate for their new life.

It’s just that although it seemed like a good idea, Chiron knew they didn’t live to see the day of the transformation.

Because the ritual was exposed prematurely, and their act of desecrating the soul to evade death and Samsara also caused an uproar in Silver Moon City.

As for now... if they had the opportunity to be reincarnated, Chiron guessed he was already nearing adulthood.

And the witchcraft they created like "Soul Splitting," "Thought Synchronization," and "Static Magic Ball," had already been listed as forbidden books, not allowed to be studied or used by anyone.

"The geniuses among humans, in the end, inevitably embark on a path of sacrilege."

"It’s unclear whether the gods govern too broadly or if there are ready-made arrangements in place, mortals subconsciously tend to imitate."

The answer to the question, of course, Chiron did not know.

After all, he himself was not a human.

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Mortal Realm, Athens.

The impassioned speech had ended, and no matter what anyone was thinking, no one dared to raise objections to the campaign against Eryxis at this time.

However, compared to other Athenians who had been inspired to fight, Andrea thought about the huge pile of tasks she had to deal with and felt a headache coming on.

Speaking was just a matter of getting the words out, but how to implement it... that was a rather complex matter.