Greek Mythology: I open a treasure chest at Olympus - Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Pandora’s Magic Box

“Hope?” Apollo chewed on the word, his golden eyes flickering, “Is that the only one left in the box of the most perfect woman who had been blessed by the gods to bring eternal calamity to mankind?”

Under the veil, Nyx smiled and said, “You’re right, but that woman, Pandora, is not so simple.”

The voice of the Goddess of night carried with it a mystical allure, echoing like peaceful music in the pitch-black darkness.

Hecate replied, “I remember that she was carefully made by the Hephaestus and blessed by many gods and that the gods worked together to create her. She was given to the prophet Prometheus’s brother, the God of hindsight, to open the box of disaster for mankind. What else could she have come from?”

Nyx chuckled and asked, “If that’s the case, why didn’t the gods just turn it on themselves, or would they have to go through all that trouble to pick a mortal to do it?”

Hecate froze, not knowing what to say.

Apollo said in a deep voice: “Of course, because she is irreplaceable, that box is destined to be opened only by her.”

Apollo thought about the fate of Cronus and Prometheus, who had just been granted omniscience powers to explore the river of time.

The message he saw then was that only by finding “Hope” could Cronus escape this fate.

But even the ‘all-seeing eye’ could not find the whereabouts of the woman named Pandora in time.

Chiron searched the earth for many years and had not been able to find any aspects of her whereabouts.

“Your eyes are very special, but you’d better not use them to spy on girls. It’s very impolite.”

Under the black night, the beautiful girl in the thick black dress, the beautiful eyes as wide as the night sky, and the golden-haired boy:

“Well, you might as well guess what kind of origin that woman has with the magic box at the source of that calamity.”

Where she came from… Apollo seemed to ponder as if piercing the years, and it was a long while before he uttered a name.

“Fate!”

……

In the dark and secluded palace, there was a wave of death.

On the tall and icy throne, the iron-faced king stroked the arms that had just grown, his black eyes were filled with monstrous hatred, and a terrifying chill filled the entire hall.

Gazing at the dark space around him, Lord of Abyss suddenly shouted lowly: “Tartarus, why didn’t you help me from the beginning?”

Lord of Abyss voice echoed out, “I originally thought that you, who had opened Elysian Paradise, would be able to deal with that Apollo, but his strength exceeded my estimation. And after that, Nyx has been watching there. If I make a move, she will definitely do the same.”

Hades sneered: “If I remember correctly, you have always boasted of being second to Gaea alongside the Primordial Gods, so afraid of Nyx?”

“Not afraid, just unnecessary. I do not know when she has become more and more mysterious and bizarre. If nothing happens to Erebus, provoking her alone is the same as provoking two senior Primordial Gods at the same time. And if something really happened to Erebus, then Nyx’s terrifying will only be more than we can imagine!” Lord of Abyss’s figure was heavy with solemnity.

Hades was silent for a while before saying, “It seems you can’t count on it for now, but to get that sacrifice, you have to surpass Apollo, who is extraordinarily strong.”

“It is a bit shocking. He has those two divine weapons in hand. Even if my real body personally descends, there is at most a 50-60% chance of victory.” Tartarus sighed tersely, his long voice echoing in the pitch black.

Suddenly, he let out a soft laugh: “But the last thing he should do is to take away the two Cleos and Perseus that will be the bomb I planted beside him. Those who enter the Abyss can never come out of it again.”

“Are you that confident?” Hades frowned.

“In this world, no one but Chaos can break the Abyss I have built, and he will not appear,” Tartarus said confidently.

Hades had to nod: “Then we will see if we can use this to deal with Apollo and successfully capture that sacrifice.”

“In fact, if not for the completion of the ritual, which takes up to a thousand years, we could have caught her secretly, and by the time Apollo and the others found out, it would have been too late.” Hades was a bit helpless.

“There is no other way. The real darkness has been silent for too long. It will take a long time to awaken, or the risk will be too great,” Tartarus said in a low voice.

Just then, his tone changed. “Someone’s coming for you. Here’s our chance.”

Hades looked outside abruptly, only to see two kingly figures joining hands. He found a cold laugh: “You two are here at this time. What do you want to do?”

“Naturally, it is to unite you and kill Apollo!”

……

“Fate?” Hecate’s face was covered with surprise.

This word was more mysterious and terrifying to the gods than Tartarus.

If Tartarus the Abyss, the cage of gods, was something tangible, something that knew for sure.

Then ‘fate’ seemingly existed seemingly non-existent, but also all the time not shrouded in the shadow of the gods’ heads.

Three generations of Kings of Gods, even if they ruled the universe, ruled the gods, but also only under the fate of struggle.

No one knew which day would be in the fate of the giant net, towards the end of the doomed.

Your struggle might also be destined by fate, and any action would be futile.

Pandora and her magic box, from fate?

“War, hunger, disease, old age, death… What other force can bring all these calamities but fate?”

“Apart from the most unfathomable fate, what can limit the gods so that only a certain person can open the box of evil?”

Under the darkness of night, Apollo’s voice was low.

“Your guess is correct,” Nyx said, curving her beautiful mouth into a thin veil.

“She and it are indeed related to fate. In this world, apart from Chaos, only the power of fate can break the Abyss set by Tartarus, so you need to find ‘hope’.”

Hecate frowned: “But Pandora has been missing for a long time. How can we find her?”

Gazing into the deep night, Nyx said softly: “I can feel that with the repeated adventures of that King of Gods, that immersed destiny is about to awaken, and when the King of Gods, half god, half man, son of the greatest hero, completes the twelve great feats of fate, ‘hope’ will appear.”

“The twelve great feats of destiny,” Apollo pondered.

As they talked, the three of them came outside of Nyx’s dark temple.

Suddenly, Apollo asked solemnly, “Goddess Nyx, do you know the true face of fate?”

Hecate looked at him in surprise and then looked at Nyx.

Under the thin veil, the girl in the black dress smiled. “Are you going to ask me another question? What is the existence of my eldest son, whose name has been erased?”

Apollo narrowed his eyes and nodded his head.

Facing the secluded and majestic temple, the beautiful and mysterious goddess shrouded in the night quietly said: “Sometimes there seem to be two questions, but there is only one answer.”

After saying these words, her figure disappeared at the entrance of the temple.