Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Typhon sensed the power emanating from the arrow, and with a disdainful grin, he intensified his efforts, channeling ether into the red and black crystal clusters, preparing to sweep away the entire area within the storm barrier once and for all.

"Whoosh!"

When divine power reached its zenith, the arrow imbued with Chiron's authority was suddenly unleashed, piercing through the layers of storm breath before Typhon with unstoppable force.

Finally, this powerful strike successfully pierced through a ferocious dragon head hanging above, and Chiron, whose muscles had ruptured, turned pale, staggered, and almost lost his footing.

"Have you struggled enough? You probably don't have much strength left now, do you?"

"Fool! I have a hundred or so of these heads, but you can only fire one arrow like that!"

The hundreds of heads of Typhon howled, their mocking cries incessant, while the accompanying breath of the storm pressed down fiercely.

"No, the timing was perfect, the angle was perfect."

Chiron stood still, gazing wistfully upwards, a slight smile playing on his lips, his fingers curling upwards as he murmured softly.

hum!

Click!

In an instant, amidst the eerie tremors, stars were lit up one after another, and the concentrated light swept down from above, piercing the sky and striking Typhon's hundred or so heads in succession.

Besides the power to destroy space and time and the power of creation, the father god Cronus was also the god of the sky, and the light of the stars was under his control.

Behold, the radiance of the stars!

That arrow just now wasn't just meant to destroy his head, but was intended to break through the storm barrier and attract starlight.

As thousands of starlight arrows rained down, Typhon's hundreds of heads trembled violently from the bombardment, leaving him dizzy and his fury, fueled by the mockery, reached its peak.

"You mixed-race bastards, die! All of you, die!"

The King of Gods and Monsters withstood the relentless bombardment of the Starlight Arrows. Before the power of the dozens of condensed crystal clusters could be increased enough to flatten the entire storm barrier, he unleashed an uncontrollable blast of the ether aggregate in front of him.

"teacher!"

Athena and Medusa, who had dragged Typhon's offspring to the edge of the battlefield, cried out in alarm and gritted their teeth, each charging forward with a thud, even though the raging storms and thunderbolts were enough to shatter them.

What adorable children!

Chiron, the centaur, glanced back at Medusa and Athena, who were rushing towards him without hesitation. A smile played on his lips, and he felt quite gratified. However, his calm and deep eyes showed no sign of the impending death.

Because the timing was perfect, the angle was perfect, and the stars shone brightly here…

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Classes End on Time, No Overtime Allowed (2/4)

"when…"

As the storm and lightning were about to crash down, a clear and solemn metallic clang, like the ringing of bells, echoed out, its solemn murmur like an ancient and sacred song.

"Chaos inevitably leads to disaster, and order must be restored!"

The frantically surging ether could hardly advance an inch against the starlight barrier surrounding Chiron and the offspring of Typhon.

At the same time, the Time Scythe in Medusa's hand trembled and hummed, flying out of the purple-haired goddess's hand and into the palm of a figure in mid-air as faint as mist.

Samael approached silently, sweeping across the sky with a series of attacks. His unpredictable divine destiny and the unpredictable power of temporal restriction merged into one, unleashing the power of the Time Scythe.

In an instant, several of the longest heads were severed one after another, their grotesque heads, still bearing a trace of astonishment, fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Poisonous blood flowed, the ground collapsed, and a blackish-green poisonous mist splattered the surrounding area with filth.

"Roar!"

Typhon howled in pain, his arms crackling with lightning and storm as he slammed down, tearing two chaotic, dark chasms through the space in his wake.

But at this moment, the stars in the sky shone brightly, and dozens of ribbons of light descended, layer upon layer, blocking the fist of the king of gods and monsters.

Once Typhon broke through the blockade, the bastard who had ambushed him in the chaos had already withdrawn from the attack range and arrived beside Chiron and those bastards.

Damn it! Those two streams of divinity that bastard poured into my body are too troublesome, damn it!

The King of Gods and Monsters, having missed his attack, was about to make a move when two powerful forces, like maggots clinging to his bones, surged through his body, forcing him to stop and deal with the problems in his meridians.

What is it that can withstand even the annihilating power of the abyss and interfere with my immortality?

Typhon gazed at the severed necks and the slowly regenerating heads, his expression somber.

The black blood flowing from the wound, and the slight decay of the flesh, caused his lips to twitch.

There's even some unknown toxin in it, how shameless!

However, these accompanying toxins are merely annoyance to Typhon, who has maxed out his poison resistance, and do not cause much substantial harm.

But what truly alarmed him was the pair of figures who had intruded into the storm's barrier.

The goddess of justice, Themis, who excels at defense, combined with this troublesome one who is mysterious and adept at offense, makes their combined efforts quite formidable.

You damn centaur!

Typhon glared at Chiron with a sinister look in his eyes, cursing inwardly.

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning behind Chiron's words, "The timing is just right, the angle is just right."

That arrow wasn't intended to seriously injure him at all, but rather to break through the storm barrier, connect with the starlight, both to hold him back and to warn the other two, indicating the coordinates.

However, what puzzled Typhon was why these two reinforcements were able to arrive on time, and why, as they approached, some strange force seemed to shield his senses.

"You've finally arrived. If you had been any later, I probably wouldn't have been able to hold on."

Chiron, standing still, breathed a long sigh of relief, while Athena and Medusa, who had survived the ordeal, were also filled with joy.

"With no one to guide us and a barrier separating us, this place is really hard to find. It's a wonder you were able to point out the coordinates."

"How did you know that Themis and I would be nearby? Wasn't that all-out attack just now a bit too risky?"

Samael approached Chiron, patted his friend's shoulder, rubbed his chin, glanced sideways at Typhon who was expelling the strange power from his body, and then turned back to ask curiously.

"get out of class ends promptly at 45 minutes; no overtime allowed..."

Chiron winked at the two of them, a smile spreading across his face.

"Haha, I'm amazed you could think of that!"

The three educators exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

This was proposed by Samael, and it's a customary rule that a normal lesson, whether lecture-based or practical, should generally be no more than 45 minutes long.

Teachers should still leave students some space for activities and reflection, and classes should be alternated to facilitate switching of thinking.

Therefore, upon realizing that the group that had gone hunting at the pool had not been heard from for an extended period of time, Samael and Themis immediately realized that something might have happened and rushed towards the approximate location.

Before the two arrived, Chiron took over after pushing Athena and Medusa to their limits, managing to hold out until the 45-minute time limit was reached.

Similarly, when Chiron estimated the time and fired the arrow that pierced the storm with all his might, Samael and Themis, who did not dare to hesitate for a moment, also arrived near the scene and accurately received the signal.

The unspoken understanding and trust that the three had cultivated over decades ultimately turned this crisis into an opportunity.

Samael raised his fist slightly, smiled at his two companions, and the three of them raised their hands and gently bumped fists.

"Aren't you all showing far too little respect for me?"

The King of Monsters, whose last wisp of supernatural power had been eroded by Typhon and whose head had been severed and regrown, roared sinisterly at the three people facing each other in a triangle on the field.

A superior god with bizarre divine power and weapons, a inferior god who has consumed too much energy, and a somewhat troublesome veteran Titan god.

Even combined, these three challenges are barely considered difficult for Typhon.

If he's willing to spend some time, he can still kill all these rats that have broken in!

"How could I underestimate you, Typhon, King of Gods and Monsters..."

Samael smiled, his eyes narrowed, and pondered the name meaningfully.

"I'll say it again, leave them here, and I might consider sparing your lives."

Tiphon looked down at the three educators, whose triangular auras were intertwined, weighed the pros and cons, chose to compromise, and snorted coldly.

"This is difficult. They are our students, and it is our duty as teachers to protect them."

Samael helplessly shrugged, looking troubled.

"The children of the Arimar Cave are my children. I only intend to purify their bloodline."

Typhon's eyes flickered, the hundred dragon heads receded and faded, returning to human form, and he slightly parted his lips.

Getting entangled with these guys now would go against his original intention of not making a big fuss, since he hadn't fully matured yet.

If the other party is sensible, they should take this step.

"It's true that Medusa is your daughter, so taking her to fulfill your fatherly duties seems quite reasonable."

Samael's brow relaxed, seemingly agreeing with Typhon's justification for taking Medusa away.

However, whether it was the wise Chiron, the goddess of justice Themis, or Medusa and Athena who seemed about to be thrown out, they all couldn't help but twitch their lips and had strange expressions.

This guy is about to start lying again.

At this moment, Samael pulled Athena behind him and rolled his eyes at Typhon.

"But you're being too greedy, aren't you? You even want to mess with her?"

"Aren't you afraid that the one from Olympus will come and ask you about your blood relationship with this girl?"

"What, you think her appearance here is just a coincidence?"

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Where's your horse? (3/4)

Ti Fong frowned, his pupils contracted slightly, and his voice faltered slightly.

"You mean..."

"With such a pure divine right to the sky and the sea in one's bloodline, is there even a need to guess?"

Samael smiled strangely, glancing meaningfully at the various divine pillars of light that connected the heavens and earth on Mount Olympus.

Oh no! A descendant of the God-King! Those guys from Olympus did it on purpose!

Typhon's expression changed, and gray-black mist surged around him. He decisively reverted to his Titan form, prepared to risk injury in order to finish the battle quickly.

"Stop! Let's talk this out!"

Samael immediately raised his hand, his eyes filled with apprehension, clearly not wanting to fight Typhon to the death.

"If you offer them to me and pledge your allegiance to the Goddess of Oath, I will protect your safety and bestow upon you unparalleled glory!"

Typhon slightly suppressed his aura and issued his final ultimatum.

"In a direct confrontation, the three of us combined are indeed no match for you."

"But I should be able to hold you off for a while..."

Samael grinned and pointed to the sky.

"I'm sorry to tell you, but before rushing into the storm barrier, Themis had already sent a message to Olympus."

"Do you think you can escape even if you kill us?"

At the same time, a thunderclap resounded in the sky, and a silvery-white arc of light spread out.

Oh no, Zeus!

Typhon glared at the three men, his expression changing drastically. Without hesitation, he transformed into thick black smoke and mist, then, following the sweeping breath of the storm, burrowed deep into the abyss.

call!

As the stagnant atmosphere around them eased, Athena, who was in the spotlight, breathed a sigh of relief, patted Samael on the shoulder, and looked excited and teasing.

"You're really something, you managed to fool him with that!"

Samael's expression was dry as he pointed to the lightning that clung to the sky like branches, his smile forced.

"It's not a lie, it's true..."

Do they really think this King of Gods and Monsters is an idiot? That he'd be scared away by just a few words?

"No, you really notified Olympus?"

Athena looked stunned, completely bewildered; she was truly caught between a rock and a hard place.

The idea of ​​using one tiger to devour another is good, but the problem is, if the wolves are all gone, what will you use to feed the tiger?

Immediately, the silver goddess's gaze sharpened, her heart clenched, and she looked at herself with a deep, melancholy gaze, her hands clenched into fists, her ten fingers cracking.