Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss! 2/4

Just as Poseidon was beginning to have doubts and was drinking and talking with his son-in- Thetis Island Briareus, Samael also joined his companions from the Argo in the hall.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the ancient serpent went to a corner and informed the Moon Goddess and Orion of the bad news regarding the whereabouts of Paradise Island.

Although he diverted the trouble to the other side, temporarily diverting the attention of that Sea King and buying some time for his side, the crisis was not yet over.

Ideally, the optimal solution for Paradise Island would be to find its exact location within three days, which would be enough to persuade Poseidon to postpone his rebellion – a breakthrough that would be crucial.

But it seems that even Poseidon, the ruler of the oceans, knows nothing about this, so the hope is probably slim.

Upon hearing this, the Moon Goddess, leaning against the pillar, lost all her smile, pressed her cherry lips tightly together, gently stroked Orion's head, and murmured a somewhat dejected question.

"Darling, what do you think we should do?"

"Dear... who is that?"

The toy brown bear looked up, its eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment, as sluggish as a rusty machine, its former joy and agility completely gone.

Artemis felt a pang of pain in her heart and pulled her lover into her arms, holding him tightly.

The intoxicating softness invigorated the toy brown bear, making it lively and cheerful, seemingly enjoying itself immensely. Its previously dull eyes seemed to vaguely recall something, and a frivolous smile appeared on its lips, while its little paws began to misbehave as usual.

"So this is the illusion of love? I'm so happy!"

Not long after, Orion withdrew his paws listlessly, scratched his head, and muttered to himself with a puzzled expression.

"Uh, these breasts don't seem that exciting, it feels like touching my own left hand with my right, tch..."

"Oh ho! That mermaid girl over there looks amazing! Open your arms wide to welcome the adorable little fluffy girl, let me see how you develop!"

Then, after a hesitant glance around, the wolf stared at the mermaid maidens Orion in the hall, and immediately leaped from the moon goddess's arms with a wolf howl, pouncing towards its new target.

Seeing her old flame revert to his old ways, Artemis's eyes blazed with fury, her pretty face turned pale, and she nearly drew her bow and arrows to riddle this hopeless lecherous bear with bullets.

But those hesitant and confused words just now caused the Moon Goddess a pang of pain in her heart. She simply raised her hand and pulled Orion back, holding him tightly in her arms, her eyes filled with sorrow.

"Let me see."

At this moment, the ancient serpent raised its hand and took Orion. Authority of Destiny, like golden threads, spread invisibly throughout the hall, quietly drawing away specks of light and dust from the Argo Heroes and eventually converging into the plush toy.

Argonaut Expedition... Stormy Sea Region... King of Colchis... Atlantis... And... Paradise Island?

Through the connection between fates, some fragmented and blurred memories, and new connections emerge in the broken soul of the teddy bear.

Orion's eyes finally cleared of confusion, regaining some clarity. Recalling his earlier teasing of his old flame, he couldn't help but feel guilty, his eyes darting around nervously, and he trembled.

Unfortunately, this approach only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause; some content and emotions that should be blurred remain blurred.

"I'm sorry, Artemis, I think I see Perseus and the others waving at me again. I think my time is running out..."

Orion remained silent for a moment, then opened his eyes and saw a glimmer of tears in the moon goddess's pupils. He sighed solemnly, raised his fluffy paw, and gently wiped away the tears from his lover's eyes.

Tsk, he can't stand seeing women cry, especially when his goddess is crying, he can't bear it.

At this moment, Samael slowly withdrew his fingers, sensing that the soul fire in the container had weakened considerably, and his brow furrowed.

Forcibly binding the remnant soul and resisting the summons of Paradise Island is clearly not an easy task for Orion.

They all noticed that, without them noticing, this lecherous little bear had become increasingly quiet and slow in his reactions, completely losing the vigor he had before the Argonaut Expedition.

"Paradise Island! Paradise Island! Where else could this godforsaken place be but on the sea? Surely it's not in the sky?!"

Seeing her old lover looking listless and suffering, Artemis, who was always all smiles, was enraged. She punched a pillar and cursed in a fit of rage.

The Argo Heroes in the hall looked at their companion in astonishment.

"Damn Paradise Island! If I find it, I'll definitely wreck this hellhole!"

Artemis glared angrily, gritted her teeth and cursed, her former goddess-like demeanor, light and elegant, completely gone.

The gazes of the crowd, each with a different expression, converged on them, with Atalanta and the other female heroes showing particular interest in their eyes.

Seeing this, Samael simply cut and edited, revealing some details about the curse of Paradise Island and the situation of Orion.

That island is capable of absorbing and enslaving the souls of heroes; even the Great Hero of the Golden Generation, Perseus, could not escape its clutches!

Upon learning this secret, the Argo Heroes were filled with dread. They were filled with fear and dread for this mysterious and haunted place, lest they too become prisoners there. They also felt pity and compassion for Diana and her tragic love.

Just as Samael had calmed everyone down and was about to call Atalanta to pull the distraught Artemis into a side hall to rest, a small, white hand swayed and rose from the crowd.

"If... if Lord Theseus said that Paradise Island is that place, I think I know where it is..."

A soft, hesitant voice drifted from the crowd. The Goddess of Hunting, as if tracking her prey, had her sharp gaze piercing through the crowd, fixed on the petite figure emerging from the gap.

Under the piercing gaze that seemed to penetrate soul and flesh, the Argo Heroes instinctively stepped aside, revealing Little Medea, who was clutching the Nether Moon Staff and looking hesitant to speak.

"I know you want to help, but it's an adult matter, kids shouldn't interfere."

Samael noticed that Artemis was not in a good mental state and worried that she might take her anger out on Medea because of her anxiety. Therefore, he pretended to scold her and protected her indirectly.

"I really know!"

Unable to bear the questioning from "Theseus," little Medea mustered her courage and recited a hymn of praise in a song-like divine language.

"That's after traversing hundreds of billions of kilos of light and passing through trillions of kilos of darkness, finally arriving in the Land of Light. After death, only those chosen by God are allowed to enter the Land of Light Paradise..."

Here there is neither hunger, strife, pain, nor sorrow; it is an eternal, pure land, freed from all suffering and affliction...

Samael, who had initially paid no attention, suddenly had his pupils contract sharply.

Having already been led to the door by Atalanta, the moon goddess, like a mother leopard, instantly broke free and rushed back to little Medea, placing her hands on the child's shoulders and urgently asking questions.

Where is this place?

"Uh, in the deepest part of the underworld, far upstream of the River Agron, on the other side of the River Ledy, on the boundless plains, when I dreamt of the goddess Hecate, she led me on a tour there."

Startled by the violent shaking, Medea stammered in response under the gaze of the Moon God, and then nervously added another sentence at the end.

"However, it... it's not called Paradise Island..."

At that moment, Samael stepped forward and put his arm around little Medea, gently stroking her trembling shoulder in a soft voice.

"Don't rush, tell me slowly, what's it called..."

Encouraged by the ancient serpent, Medea calmed down and earnestly revealed the true name of this place.

"Ἠλύσιον, its name... [Elysium]!"