When the Stars Shine

"What? You, a mere inferior half-blood, think you can stand up against the King?"

Typhon's dragon head snapped shut, its gaze, whether sarcastic or sinister, focused on Chiron, who was leaping out of the bushes.

"No..."

The centaur sage replied with his usual gentle tone, shaking his head slightly.

"Then why not hide a little longer? Or break through the rift in the outer barrier left by the King, and you might save your life!"

"If I leave, none of them will survive. There's no other way; I can't just stand by and watch my students be devoured."

Faced with the arrogant mockery and ridicule of the King of Divine Monsters, Chiron smiled calmly.

"This is arrogance on the part of an educator, it's truly embarrassing..."

Looking at the figure holding a longbow blocking their way, Athena Medusa, exhausted, bit their cherry lips and looked embarrassed.

"Teacher Ma, we..."

"Stop talking. You've done a great job by persevering until now. Leave the rest to the teacher."

Chiron gently patted his two favorite disciples on the shoulders, signaling them to lead the wounded Typhon's Offspring back to catch their breath.

"Knowing you're no match for them, you still dare to come and die? You've wasted the lifeline I specially left for you."

"Damn! So damned! Your Majesty, what courage do you have to face death!"

"Therefore, I will grant you—the most gruesome death! You mere half-breed!"

Seeing that this centaur was calmly and methodically arranging for Athena and the others to evacuate right under his nose, the volatile Typhon was furious.

In an instant, the red and black ether around the King of Divine Monsters vibrated, and dozens of ferocious dragon heads, carrying a storm breath powerful enough to melt stone and gold, surrounded and bit down.

"In the name of the great god Cronus, Time and Space Bestowed with Forbidden Might; his blood is immortal!"

Chiron remained calm in the face of danger and murmured something.

Driven by the divine blood of creation and destruction within his body, silver-gray light patterns protected his entire body, withstanding the onslaught of the red-black storm's breath.

At this moment, the ferocious dragon head droops down to bite or spew out beams of light and breath.

The centaur sage's pupils narrowed, sharp as a hawk's, its four hooves darting left and right, its body sometimes leaning a few inches to the side, sometimes retreating a few steps, or sometimes bowing its head and lunging forward.

Even though the winds raged fiercely and the attacks were relentless and terrifying, turning the four capitals into scorched earth and causing the earth's tectonic plates to crack and shift.

Chiron always managed to escape danger repeatedly amidst Typhon's relentless bombardment, his incredible perception combined with astonishing agility making him like a fish swimming upstream in the waves.

However, the disparity in strength was too great. The silver-gray divine light covering his body vibrated violently several times under the gentle touch of the DragonBreath, and large chunks of it were sheared off.

The raging storm breath, carrying Poisonous Fire Stream, tore open the flesh of the heroic mentor, leaving gaping wounds and charring half of his body.

Chiron was dancing on a knife's edge; one wrong move and he would be reduced to ashes.

At the same time, as Teacher Ma walked and shot, his immortality surged forth.

The tattered wound gradually healed, and the charred skin peeled away its dead outer layer, revealing slightly red new flesh.

During this process, Athena Medusa truly witnessed what it takes to be calm and composed.

Despite the excruciating pain, this gentle and heroic mentor only furrowed his brow slightly and gritted his teeth in silence, showing no sign of losing the "demeanor" he was supposed to have as a professor.

Faced with such a perilous situation, Chiron remained calm and composed, raising his bow to retaliate and tentatively firing arrows at the ferocious dragon's eyelids, heart, reverse scales, and throat.

However, that inexplicable composure did nothing to change the situation.

Most of the arrows fired by Chiron were deflected by the storm breath surrounding Typhon, while the few that broke through the whirlwind blockade struck the hard dragon scales and shattered.

Possessing the dual powers of the earth and the abyss, and created by the combined efforts of the two Origin God, Chiron is a calamity that he cannot contend with.

Especially when Typhon loses patience and becomes bored.

"Roar!"

The King of Divine Monsters growled in a suppressed voice, and the surrounding ether frantically converged at the front of the hundred heads, forming several crystalline cones filled with the aura of nothingness and death.

Given its terrifying destructive power, a single strike would likely blast all life within several kilometers of the barrier into dust.

Chiron's pupils contracted slightly. He stopped dodging, took a deep breath, raised his longbow, and drew his arm in an exaggerated arc.

The centaur sage's ether surged and poured into the arrow, his body arching backward, his taut back creaking, his muscles and bones twisting like a dragon.

Want to fight to the death? You think you can?!

Typhon sensed the power emanating from the arrow, and with a disdainful grin, he poured a great deal of energy 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. Chiron, whose muscles were 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! The King has hundreds of heads like that. You can only shoot an arrow like that once!"

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

"No, the time has just changed, the angle has just changed."

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

Click!

In an instant, amidst the eerie tremors, stars were lit up one after another, and the concentrated light swept across the sky from above, striking the hundred or so heads of Typhon one after another.

Besides the power to destroy space and time and the power of creation, the god Cronus was also the Sky God, 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; it was also 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 Divine 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 enraged blast of the etheric aggregate in front of him.

"Teacher!"

Seeing this, Athena Medusa, who had been pulling Typhon's Offspring to the edge of the battlefield, cried out in alarm and gritted their teeth, each stamping their feet forward, even though the raging storms and thunderbolts were enough to shatter them.

What adorable children!

Chiron, 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, at the exact moment, at the exact moment, the stars shine here...