Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Having said that, he turned around without any hesitation and walked towards the endless sea. Chiron watched his first student's departing figure and sighed softly in melancholy.

Cruel fate, why must you subject a poor mortal child to such a trial?

His disciples were not gods, and did not have any divine blood flowing through their veins, yet they possessed a strange destiny that even Zeus did not have.

His life will be filled with both unexpected events and opportunities, and death will be his constant companion. Therefore, no one can predict his future or determine his fate.

Chiron never imagined that this unremarkable afternoon would be the moment when he and his teacher would suddenly part ways, but perhaps this was the result of unpredictable fate manifesting itself in his life.

At that moment, Chiron could only pray for his students in his heart, then returned to his dwelling, wrote a letter, and buried it under the olive tree.

After all, his student had left, and the student's parents needed to know about it.

As for Tsurugi—although he ran away from home, he didn't actually go very far before finding a forest to lie down in and then falling into a deep, thunderous sleep.

He's openly and honestly giving up here, adhering to the principle that enjoying life is the first rule of life!

Forget about fate, who cares? It's such a beautiful sunny day, why not go out and cause trouble instead of sleeping?

As for fate, it's a master of winning that always seems to work against the other side. Fighting against them inevitably leads to getting caught in a vicious cycle, and Tsurugi doesn't want to use her brain at all.

Just then, a charming and delicate voice rang out from the side.

"Is anyone there? Can someone come and help me?"

That voice possessed an irresistible allure; it was undoubtedly a voice that, just by hearing it, could make any man's blood boil and his manhood throb.

But Tsurugi's reaction was to change his position and continue sleeping soundly.

This time? This place? A forest? A beautiful woman?

Damn it, if you're going to set up a honey trap, at least be a little more professional!

The beautiful voice stopped abruptly after a while, followed by what seemed to be an angry snort. The next moment, a rushing sound of footsteps came from behind Tsurugi, as if they were about to crush the earth as they rushed towards him.

"Help! There's a monster! It's a demonic boar!"

That charming voice carried a hint of vengeful pleasure.

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725. [Greek Mythology] Honey trap, pig butchering scam, predating the world for five thousand years.

Ever since Gaia, the Earth Mother, united with Tartarus and gave birth to Typhon, and Typhon then married Echidna, a half-nymph and half-serpent, numerous monsters have appeared in the world.

Famous creatures possessing power comparable to the gods include the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, the nine-headed hydra Hydra, the three-headed crow Cerberus, and the sea monster Scylla. Nameless monsters have also become formidable enemies for human survival on Earth.

As far as Tsuruge knows, there is a wild boar of Calydon not too far from here, but it is not a magical beast, but a divine beast belonging to the hunting goddess Artemis. Of course, the number of humans harmed by these divine beasts is probably far greater than the number harmed by Typhon's monster offspring combined.

And it's only natural that its descendants and retinues exist in this forest of Arcadia...

The boar's footsteps thundered across the earth, and trees fell in swathes under its massive impact, sending mud flying into the sky.

It was a colossal beast, five times the height of an ordinary man at the shoulder, with mane standing on end like iron spikes, and eyes that were both chaotic and ferocious, charging straight toward the direction where the Dongjiang River lay.

At the critical moment, Tsuruga leaped up to dodge, still keeping her eyes closed, her sixth sense capturing every inch of the demonic boar's muscles and the flow of its breath.

The enormous thing rolled over the spot where he had just been lying, snapping a sturdy oak tree in half with its shovel, sending splinters flying like rain.

"Help...please save me..."

The sound rang out again, closer than before. Tsurugi turned his head and finally focused his senses on the source of the sound.

About twenty paces to the side of the path the demonic boar had traversed, a woman lay prone on the ground amidst a patch of trampled flowers.

She wore a long, sheer white robe, so thin it was almost transparent, outlining the breathtaking curves of her waist and hips. Her long, equally radiant golden hair cascaded over her shoulders and onto the grass.

Her face was beautiful enough to make even the goddesses of Mount Olympus jealous. Her eyes held an innate tenderness as they moved. She gently bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, looking both frightened and pitiful, with a single tear still clinging to the corner of her eye.

Her robe had been torn in the process of fleeing, revealing a slender, snow-white leg with smooth, fair skin. A thin gold chain was tied around her ankle, with a red garnet hanging from it.

"Hero..." She stretched out her hands towards Dongjiang, her voice trembling with tears.

"That beast chased me for so long... I... I can't run anymore..."

Tsurugi glanced at her—or rather, scanned her with his sixth sense. The woman's scent was a mixture of fragrance, like musk and honey crushed and blended together, enough to make any normal man's heart race and his blood boil.

"He's not a normal person," Dongjiang concluded immediately, "This is most likely a honey trap!"

There are also "pig butchering scams"!

But if he doesn't kill this pig, he probably won't be able to get away.

The boar had already turned around, pawing the ground with its four hooves, and a deep roar rolled from its throat. Its eyes were locked on Dongjiang, while Dongjiang moved his wrist. The injury caused by Chiron's unintentional arrow had been healed, and he was now in perfect condition.

"Come on, you filthy thing."

With a swift movement, like grass swirling in the wind, he was already close to the demonic boar in a flash. Under the extreme activation of his sixth sense, he clearly perceived how the beast's muscles contracted, how its bones exerted force, and how its blood surged—its vital points, its weaknesses, and every move it was about to make were all within his perception.

He raised his right palm and slashed at the side of the demonic boar's neck, the air whistling as it was split open.

Take this from Witrum's hand chop!

The blow landed squarely on the side of the boar's neck, its four hooves carving two deep furrows in the ground. The massive creature staggered forward several steps before regaining its balance. Dongjiang gave it no chance to catch its breath, striking the boar squarely in the forehead with his left elbow, producing a dull cracking sound.

The demonic boar let out a deafening howl, its massive body swayed a few times, and finally crashed to the ground, shaking the earth and sending dust flying.

"Oh—" The woman let out a barely audible gasp, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes before disappearing beneath her pitiful expression.

"Hero, thank you, please help me up..."

The stunningly beautiful woman, with just the right amount of shyness, extended her jade-like arm towards Dongjiang.

After looking at her for a moment, Dongjiang turned and ran without hesitation!

It's obviously a honey trap, or worse, it might be some kind of fairy or goddess scam!

If I don't leave, I'll definitely get dragged into some extremely troublesome mess—I'm not doing that!!!

To be honest, if you encounter a woman in Greek mythology who has spawned in a forest or other place and is waiting for you to rescue her, it's best to run as far away as possible!

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After all, the Greeks were already playing this game thousands of years ago, when it came to things like staged accidents and water ghosts!

Brother, run! It's a honey trap!!!

Seeing Tsurugi turn and run as if chased by a monstrous beast, the woman showed a surprised expression, then twirled her fingers with interest.

The next moment, an unprecedented and overwhelming divine aura poured down from the sky, like an invisible waterfall cascading into the fallen demonic boar's corpse. That aura carried divine majesty and wrath, and an irresistible will.

Tsuruga raised his head, and even with his eyes closed, he could "see" a faint pink light appearing in the sky, the gaze and power of a certain deity.

The boar's corpse began to convulse.

The original gaping wound healed and reshaped in a bizarre way, the bones cracking as if being reassembled by an invisible hand. Its body swelled to a full circle in an instant, the color of its mane changing from dark brown to crimson, its hue like fire.

Its eyes opened, and they were no longer chaotic, but infused with the will of a god—a will that made Dongjiang's sixth sense sound a piercing alarm.

The demonic boar raised its front hooves and stomped down heavily. The earth cracked, and the fissures spread like a spider web. Dongjiang had to leap up to avoid the aftershock of the impact.

He could sense that the demonic boar was now completely different from the one before—it had been endowed with immortal power, and every inch of its muscles contained brute force powerful enough to shake mountains.

Its strength was forcibly elevated to the level of a mythical monster!

"Ah..." the woman sighed softly, her voice carrying a hint of nonchalance and amusement, "What should we do, my dear little hero?"

Okay, okay, you're not even going to pretend anymore, huh!

Damn it—no way, this honey trap is bigger than I thought!

Tsurugae had no time to pay attention to her; his mind had to be completely focused on what was in front of him.

The demonic boar pounced, its speed more than twice as fast as before, its tusks scorching and distorting the air wherever they swept across. Dongjiang dodged with lightning speed, his footsteps as continuous as a dense rain, each attack powerful enough to shatter mountains and rocks, but they only produced a dull metallic clang when they struck the demonic boar.

The demonic boar, resurrected by the power of the gods, seemed to have lost its sense of pain, and its attacks became increasingly ferocious, leveling the surrounding woodland within dozens of steps, with splinters of wood and stones flying everywhere.

Dongjiang's breathing became slightly more rapid. His heavy punch landed squarely on the demon boar's forehead, making his arm go numb. The demon boar only took a slight step back before swinging its head and charging at him. Its tusks grazed Dongjiang's shoulder, leaving a burning burn mark.

He retreated to the top of a fallen tree trunk, his chest rising and falling slightly.

No, we can't win if this drags on. That divine power is continuously nourishing this damned pig.

The demonic boar, strengthened by divine power, has launched its second charge.

This time, the speed far exceeded that of before. The enormous body tore through the air, emitting a sharp sonic boom; the earth cracked and the sky changed color wherever it passed. That was not a speed that flesh and blood could achieve, but a power bestowed by the blessing—or rather, the curse—of the gods, a power that transcended the limits of mortals.

Dongjiang opened her eyes.

Golden light, as brilliant as molten gold from the sun, condensed in his pupils. The gold was incredibly pure, without a trace of impurity, as if the first ray of light falling from the sky as Helios rode his chariot through the heavens had been captured and embedded in the boy's eye sockets.

The moment he opened his eyes, even the sunlight paled in comparison, and the wind in the forest held its breath. Those eyes seemed to pierce through all illusions and appearances, reaching the deepest essence of things, sacred and solemn, so beautiful that one dared not look directly at them, as if the gaze of mortals would melt into that golden torrent.

A look of joy instantly lit up the woman's eyes, and a blush rose to her cheeks without her even realizing it. The moment she saw the stunningly handsome young man open his eyes, her heart began to pound erratically.

What a beautiful face, what an innocent boy, and those eyes...

So pure, so dazzling, even the gods of Olympus never possessed such a treasure.

It is not mixed with any divine power, yet it has a color that is more noble and dazzling than all sacred and noble things!

Seeing the soul through the eyes, what she saw was a radiant soul more sacred than anything else.

"I see..." A captivating and alluring smile gradually appeared on the woman's face.

She finally understood why Athena had hidden him so safely and why she had personally raised him.

This is indeed a unique treasure, and something she is determined to have!

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The demonic boar roared and pounced again. But this time, Tsurugi did not dodge.

He slowly brought his fist to his waist, the muscles in his right arm taut with a precise rhythm, every inch of his bones brewing a power about to erupt. His golden eyes were fixed on the charging beast, his gaze calm as water, yet burning like flames.

Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel?

Forget it, there's no way I could use that. How could I possibly pull off a move with just my sixth sense?

Then let's use the classic moves.

The next moment, his inner universe began to converge inward, and in that instant, the first great explosion occurred in his mind.

In that instant, his will shone upon this mythical world, and the invisible Chaos projected a phantom of a silver Saint Cloth onto him.

"Pegasus—" he uttered these two syllables, deep and clear, as if declaring the use of this power in this mythical world.

"—Meteor Fist!"