Long before, when Nyx was the first to discover that Princess Io of Pislatius had vanished at the edge of the world, Laine had already been waiting for this day.
No mortal could simply vanish into thin air in front of the Primordial Gods, and if it happened, it either meant she was not a mortal or the world itself was responsible.
However, Io, who had been oppressed by Zeus, obviously wasn't some hidden important figure, so following the legends of later generations, Laine easily locked onto the only possible conclusion. Since the existence of the Nine Realms proved that Chaos wasn't the only world within the void, the closely related mythological system from the legends naturally also had the possibility of appearing.
The mortal princess had already taken a step ahead, and the gods were soon to follow after. Although Laine didn't think they would really enter that world like Io had, at the very least, the gods could bring him to the gates of Hemenu.
"I remember now, you had spoken of this before."
"When the hundred-headed beast attacks Mount Olympus, and the gods scatter in flight... Is this another one of your 'prophecies'?"
The thought flashed by, and Nyx instantly recalled the cause and consequence of this matter.
Compared to Laine, she was the first to have noticed the odd disappearance of Io and had actively sought Laine for an explanation. However, with so many years passing without any news, Nyx had long since pushed the matter to the back of her mind.
Moreover, Typhon's birth had come a bit too suddenly, and Zeus's defeat had been too swift, so much so that until Laine approached her, she hadn't connected this matter with the disappearance of the human princess at all.
Nodding, seeing Nyx had remembered, Laine saved the need for further explanation.
"I see, it's that foreign realm you mentioned... But how will you 'follow' them?"
Under the ever-shifting veil, the Lady of the Night seemed to raise an eyebrow.
Having witnessed Io's disappearance firsthand, she was certainly aware of the difficulty of this matter. Let alone determining which deity would travel to the so-called Hemenu World, even if he accurately predicted the node of fate, could he really follow the other's trail to find the path to another world?
Under the force of the world's power, a mortal could vanish before her eyes without a trace, and no matter what, she could not find the other's whereabouts, let alone now when a deity is the one vanishing.
Even if he followed the Olympian Gods closely, it was likely that at the moment they too vanished, it would be impossible to detect where the other had gone. And in the void outside the world, without a definite target, exploration was meaningless.
"I know, even though mortal souls originate from me, I still cannot sense the whereabouts of that human princess. However, it is different for gods, and among the Olympian Gods, there is one whose existence is intimately related to me. With her existence, I may not be able to foresee the method of transition, but I can definitely lock onto her location after the transition."
Explaining casually, Laine had no intention to elaborate further. He looked over the silence of the night, dotted with Somnus Blossoms, and finally confirmed,
"Do you still need to do something?"
"...There's nothing that needs to be done, and even if there were, it wouldn't need me to do it."
Without asking further, and also glancing back at the depths of her domain, Nyx shook her head indifferently.
There, one of her Tri-phased Incarnations was releasing its power, though not under her control.
Nyx had no particular reaction to this, for every time a node of the world's destiny came, similar things happened. She just waved her hand and vanished within her domain ahead of Laine.
Laine immediately followed, for they needed to first go to the void outside the world, which was still anchored by the 'existence' of the world, and then follow the markers to find the location.
Soon, the Land of Eternal Night returned to calmness. There remained only the constant darkness of night and the faintly seen creatures under the light.
Outside Mount Olympus.
The black storm continued to rage over the Mount of the Gods, at a time when the gods had just fled.
The King of All Monsters, hoping to kill the gods, was destroying everything atop the mountain, while the figure of Zeus, nailed to the pillar by his bones, could faintly be seen.
Standing in a secluded valley, Athena gazed at the scene.
The dark-haired maiden no longer bore her martial attire but was clad in a white gown adorned with pale golden patterns. Her soft hair cascaded from her neck and shoulders, reaching her delicate waist, showing no signs of hurried escape.
This was normal, for during her journey in the Fantasy World, Athena had already seen the records of the battle against Typhon among those intricate texts. Although much of the content there starkly contradicted reality, the goddess was not surprised.
Because no matter how one looked at it, that Fantasy World originated from Zeus, and much of its 'history' seemed somewhat fabricated, almost like a play with Zeus as the leading character.
He was portrayed as the master of fate, unbeaten in all, with the King of All Monsters only able to win by stealing his weapons. Even the former Divine King had been defeated in combat by Zeus, who then imprisoned him forever.
But the current situation was different... So the maiden bestowed with wisdom easily categorized it as 'one potentiality of the future.' Some of those so-called histories could be believe, but certainly not all.