Type-Moon, a human love simulator.

Chapter 108 Suerlun, who do you think I am?
Tempering the body with heavenly fire is a very delicate job. The speed of applying the divine ointment must be fast. Once the concentration is distracted, the fragile body of a mortal will turn into ashes in the heavenly fire.

Suren believed that even if the ritual was discovered by outsiders, Hestia would still be able to save him, but that was too lame, as he had clearly asked to borrow the Heavenly Fire to forge his body, and Hestia had also told him about the dangers and flaws of the Heavenly Fire.

Suerlun still insisted on doing so...

Well, people must always be responsible for their own choices.

You have to keep going on the path you have chosen.

"It's OK, but it's not as good as sword forging..."

When he was forging the sword, even his soul was broken and he gave everything for it. Now he is still alive, isn't that a blessing?

Suerlun clenched his teeth tightly. He was really afraid that he would scream as soon as he opened his mouth, so he simply kept silent. When the heavenly fire burned his chin, Suerlun realized that all his teeth were broken.

Without the will to save the world, without sufficient ambition and desire to move forward, what is the difference between a saint named "Kailar" and a mortal named "Suerlun"?

Suerlun has not yet found his own...heart.

With, desire.

The human body is so weak.

As if he had sensed what Surlun was thinking, Pallas said gently: "Surlun, don't worry anymore, it will be fine soon, you are already great, take a rest..."

The next moment, Suerlun felt his brain burning, as if his brains were roasted. Before he passed out, his last thought was: "Is the head I grew still my head?"

Compared to the Ship of Theseus, I feel that the Head of Surren fits this paradox better.
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“…A strange ceiling.”

Suerlun woke up slowly, and soon he came to his senses and remembered that he should have been practicing Heavenly Fire Body Tempering before he fell into a coma.

Even though he was unconscious, the style here doesn't seem like the underworld, so it must have been successful, right?

Surlun looked down and found that the wild leather armor on his body was no longer there. Instead, he was wearing a gorgeous and delicate robe with no visible stitching.

"This skill is ten or even nine times better than Cynthia's!"

Surlun sighed. He originally thought that Cynthia's craftsmanship was very good, as she could sew those scraps of animal skins into exquisite leather armors of different styles.

But when I really met a textile master, I realized that Cynthia was just at the entry level, and Pallas's craftsmanship was the real top Greek craftsmanship.

"That's right. After all, he is a believer of Athena, the goddess of textiles and handicrafts. It's normal for him to have this skill."

Suerlun had no doubts, but he felt something was wrong when he saw the gold pin on his collar, and couldn't help but reach out and take it off.

Ha Ren, the toga with a gold brooch is a symbol of the honor of a god. Who is this little trash to dare be treated like a god?
What if some petty-minded god finds out?
Suren had just taken off the gold pin and had no time to think about it when Pallas walked in.

Suren looked back and saw that Pallas was the only one there.

Pallas smiled, squinted his eyes and asked: "Beautiful Suerlun, are you looking for Hestia?"

"Of course!" Suerlun looked at Pallas frankly and said, "Sister Pallas, of course I want to meet Hestia, because I want to express my gratitude to her in person."

"Oh?"

Pallas smiled like a kitten, tilted her head, and said in a tone that sounded casual but full of traps: "What about me? Don't you think I am the one who helps you the most?"

"Forehead……"

Suerlun's scalp tingled. These women, whether they were older or younger, were so difficult to deal with.

So Suerlun made up his mind, looked straight at Pallas, and said with a slightly sad and foul expression: "Sister Pallas...with the relationship between us, do we still need to say thank you?"

Too green tea!

Suren muttered to himself.

It’s not that he doesn’t know what he is doing, it’s just that this is a strategy, a great strategy that makes good use of his own advantages!
But Surlun had no choice. If he fell into Pallas's self-proving trap, he didn't know how long it would take, and how long he would have to argue with Pallas over the question of who to thank and who to thank first.

If he were to fall into a disadvantageous position, there was no telling how this seemingly lively and cute girl would use language traps to torment him!

As early as when he was three years old, Suer Lun understood that even a girl as innocent as Cynthia, who could be seen through at a glance, had her own little thoughts and would tease him at every turn, not to mention the black-bellied girl in front of him who looked pink and black.

These bad women who are greedy for his body must be guarded against!

Suren had no choice but to find another way and launch a direct counterattack.

Sure enough, the counterattack strategy was undoubtedly a great success. Pallas was directly fascinated by Surlen's tea art. However, she was the goddess of wisdom after all. After Pallas realized that she was at a disadvantage, she decisively changed the subject.

"Hestia has left."

Pallas turned his head away, not looking at the offending beauty, and said calmly: "When you rebuilt your immortal body, Hestia had already returned to her nest."

"I don't have the face you have to let Hestia, who has not been in the human world for hundreds of years, speak up for you."

Pallas' tone was calm, but for some reason there was a twisted meaning in it: "So, if you want to thank your Hestia, you have to condescend and go to the Temple of the God of the Hearth in person."

"Forget it then. We'll talk about it next time we meet again!"

Suren stretched lazily. He did want to thank Hestia at first, but he had just said that they were good friends and it would be hurtful to say thank you. Why did he turn around and go to Hestia to say a bunch of words of gratitude?

How could the head goddess not need your thanks?

Hestia must have heard what he and Pallas said here, and now she felt uncomfortable going over to him.

This Pallas is really bad. Every word he says is a trap for himself. However, Suerlun's transparent mind did not feel the slightest malice from Pallas. It seemed that she was not targeting Suerlun at all and setting a trap for him...

But, for some reason, Suren always felt that Pallas seemed to intentionally want to isolate his interpersonal relationships, and it would be best if his relationships with all the goddesses and priests became dull and ordinary.

Just have a good relationship with her...

"Maybe it's my illusion..." Surlun complained in his heart. After all, Pallas had no grudge against him, so why did he go to so much trouble to isolate him?
Pallas Athena looked at Surlun with eyes full of admiration, and couldn't help but praise in her heart: "Courage, determination, will, soul, beauty, wisdom, every part is so flawless, as if there is an endless treasure..."

"Suerlun, you are truly a God-given hero!"

"How could Artemis, that stupid idiot, raise such a perfect child?"

"Hehe, it's just luck that this god-given hero was born in your divine domain. If he was born in Athens, he would definitely be my most loyal son, Athena!"

Suerlun rubbed his forehead and said, "Palas, let's not talk about those irrelevant things. I have already passed the first step of the Heavenly Fire Body Forging, right?"

"So what should we do next?"

Pallas nodded and said, "The next step is of course to learn the essential fighting skills."

"Oh, I understand that!" Suer Lun waved his hand and said, "Knowing how to fight is very suitable for courtship, right? It will be very convenient to find true love?"

"It's not just that~" Pallas said seriously: "Please, my beautiful Suerlun, your beauty does not only attract women, perhaps men will also be moved by your beauty..."

"If you don't have a very good self-defense skill, you might be forced by those heroes~"

"Fuck (a plant)!"

Surren's chrysanthemums tightened, and he remembered that this was Athens, the capital of philosophy (real)
The Greece of the Age of Gods was too cruel to a poor and weak Surren.

You must learn self-defense well, at least to the level of Chiron or Hercules.

Thinking of this, Suerlun, who was full of a sense of crisis, couldn't wait to shout: "I will learn, I will learn immediately. If you think I can't become a master, then I will never step out of here!"

Interest is the best teacher for human beings.

As the goddess of wisdom, Athena certainly knows very well how to motivate people to study.

Hearing Suerlun say that he would never leave this place, Athena's heart skipped a beat for some reason. Then she said seriously, "Humph, you are a hero favored by the goddess Athena. If you are defeated by those ordinary mortals, doesn't it mean that the goddess Athena has poor vision?"

"Uh..." Suerlun subconsciously thought wrongly. He swallowed and asked carefully: "How will the goddess Athena punish me?"

Pallas wanted to say that he would do his best to help Surren become the greatest hero in Greece, and that there would be no such thing as failure. However, seeing his twisted thoughts, he immediately felt a sense of disgust...

I want to tease the beautiful boy.

Pallas said calmly, "Oh, it's nothing. I'll just turn you into a very ugly monster and ask you to steal Hera's golden apple and give it to Aphrodite..."

"Teacher Pallas, when do we start special training?" Suerlun said seriously, "I can train for 30 hours a day. Please call me Fan Ma Su Jie Ke Lun!"
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As one of the twelve Olympian gods, Athena, the goddess of wisdom, war and victory, represents just war.

That’s true. Victory is already on our side, how can it be unjust?
Ares, the god of war who only cares about fighting and not winning, represents unjust wars.

Who told you that you can't beat anyone?
In addition to the three main priesthoods, wisdom, war and victory, Athena is also in charge of many strange minor priesthoods and powers, as well as some technologies.

Art, textiles, painting, gardening, crafts, agriculture, animal husbandry, navigation, military...

Athena's strength is also ranked first among the gods. Once Athena had a dispute with Ares, the goddess picked up the island of Sicily and threw it at Ares, knocking Ares to the ground.

When Typhon, the king of demons and father of all monsters, invaded Mount Olympus, the gods were horrified. At the suggestion of Pan, the god of shepherds, the gods turned into animals and fled.

Hera turned into a white cow, Apollo turned into an eagle, Hermes turned into an ibis, Ares turned into a fish, Artemis turned into a cat, Dionysus turned into a goat, Hercules turned into a deer, Hephaestus turned into a bull, and the rest of the gods also had their own incarnations...

Even the shepherd god Pan himself was turned into a patchwork monster with the upper body of a sheep and the lower body of a fish, which is the origin of the constellation Capricorn.

When the gods fled, only Zeus and Athena did not run away, but chose to fight head-on.

Zeus is the king of gods, and Typhon is coming for his throne. Zeus has no way to escape, but Athena is able to fight against Typhon, the king of demons, with her own strength and courage.

As the goddess of just wars and victorious wars, Athena's martial arts have transcended the realm of gods and reached the true peak.

The strongest martial arts on the Heroic Spirit Panel of the Moon World is Li Shuwen's Chinese martial arts A+++, but Athena's martial arts, if calculated based on the values ​​on the Heroic Spirit Panel, should be unobservable EX.

A martial art that truly transcends the divine realm.

Surren didn't know that the seemingly lively and cheerful unmarried girl in front of him was the goddess Athena herself...

But he was beaten badly.

Suerlun thought that even if he changed his body and simulated again, at least the foundation of the previous simulation was still there. At least he would have A-level martial arts, right?
Even if he can't beat Pallas, the priest of the goddess Athena, who is said to be more powerful than Chiron in martial arts, he won't be crushed. A fight is the basic principle, right?
In fact, that’s not the case at all!
Suerlun's fighting skills are already very powerful. He can seize every flaw of the enemy and coordinate his breathing, footwork and martial arts. Most people are no match for him in fighting.

But in front of Pallas, Surlun always felt uncomfortable no matter how he fought. Every time he made a move, he was interrupted by the opponent in various ways before he could even complete half of it, or even counterattacked.

The opponent's strength was even weaker than his own. She was really like an ordinary girl. However, in front of her, it was not easy for Suerlun to stretch out his arms and hit out.

Because if he wanted to make a complete move, Pallas would definitely make him pay a more painful price than the result of this attack.

This is the martial art that truly enters the divine realm. What is this? Attack the enemy where there is no need to save him.

In Pallas's hands, this was completely unnecessary, because in front of her, Surlun, who was good at martial arts, was like a child who could not fight at all.

"Now, do you know what it means to be able to fight?" Pallas looked at the sweaty Surlun, swallowed for some reason, pursed his lips and said: "Your self-defense skills are still far from perfect!"

“…Hoohoo~”

Suerlun was so tired that he was shaking all over. Pallas's skills made him feel a sense of joy as if he had heard the truth in the morning. He used to think that his martial arts were top-notch among mortals, but now he finally achieved enlightenment.

After catching his breath, Surren regained his sanity. He said suspiciously, "That's not right, Pallas. Your martial arts skills are unique even in Greece, right?"

"I remember you said that your martial arts are better than Chiron's, and Chiron is known as the Hero's Teacher, so you are very strong, right?"

"..." A trace of annoyance flashed in Pallas's eyes. She didn't expect that Surren's brain was so fast and he noticed her blind spot in an instant. So she continued to be stubborn and said, "It's easy to be stronger than Chiron. All you need is a main god to help you."

"A hero favored by a main god may be able to defeat Chiron."

Such as you.

Now that I, Pallas Athena, have noticed you, your martial arts will surely surpass Chiron in the future!
"Oh, I see." Suerlun no longer had any doubts.

only--

Chiron is the son of Chroros and Philura, the gods of time, space and destruction. He possesses the immortality of gods. Although he has a body of a centaur, he is different from his brutal and bloodthirsty cousins. He is a centaur sage.

Strictly speaking, Chiron is also a god, and in terms of seniority, he is Athena's uncle.

However, Chiron did not have the duties and powers that a god should have, and he did not even have the basic dignity of a Titan god, so in this Greek era of gods, he occupied a very embarrassing and mediocre position.

Chiron is stronger than human heroes, but weaker than gods. He is roughly on par with demigod heroes, and slightly weaker than the strongest demigod hero, Hercules.

As one of the twelve most noble and powerful gods of Olympus, Athena naturally has the capital to look down on Chiron.

Suren once again resumed the process of being severely trained by Pallas. After all, it was the path he chose. In addition, Suren really respected Greek philosophy. When practicing martial arts, he did not relax at all and truly trained without sleep.

Of course, as a good teacher, Pallas would not agree to let Surren train his muscles here. The most important fighting skills are sparring. Boring punches and boxing stances have no effect on the growth of martial arts. "Well... Pankrasin's training has come to an end for the time being."

Pallas looked at Surlun, who was covered in bruises but soon recovered as he breathed. A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. This kind of defense and recovery ability was worthy of the Heavenly Fire Body that made him immortal.

"Ah?" Suer Lun said with some surprise: "Could it be that I have become a master?"

"You're just dreaming. It's too early!" Pallas said with a smile, "We'll start wrestling practice tomorrow. In addition to martial arts and long-distance running, wrestling is also a must-do sport for showing off a man's masculine charm."

The Greeks loved wrestling and long-distance running very much. Every year when they held the sports meeting, a group of strong and tall priests with perfect muscles and clear lines would smear ointments and spices in front of the whole city, and then perform various exercises to show their strength.

When the games are over, there will be special people to collect the secretions from the athletes...

The Greeks believed that wrestling and long-distance running were sports that showed masculinity.

"And wrestling?"

Suren looked at Pallas's beautiful face and couldn't help falling into deep thought.

Wrestling…

Doesn't this mean that the two people should be close to each other's flesh and skin?
"Can I refuse, Pallas?" Suren asked with a wry smile, without giving a reason.

Paras refused as a matter of course: "Of course not, wrestling is a very important skill, and in addition to wrestling, you also have to practice long-distance running, which will help you in your future journey of finding true love!"

Hearing this, Suerlun's expression became serious. He was not a naive person. On the contrary, he was actually quite insightful and knew his own advantages very well.

No woman can ignore his divine face, and Pallas' initial favorability towards him is likely to be quite high. If the two continue to have physical contact and physical intimacy every day, then Pallas will eventually fall under his charm.

This kind of intimate skill should be passed down from male to male, and from female to female.

If Pallas was an ordinary person, it would be fine, but the problem is that Pallas is the priest of the goddess Athena. Athena is the patron saint of unmarried girls and the goddess of virginity. As her priest, how can he lose his chastity?
If Athena gets angry about this, Pallas will definitely be turned into a monster by Athena and defeated by the heroes led by her.

Suerlun is not a man who would abandon everything for a night of pleasure. He is not only responsible for himself, but also for others.

"Palas, do you know what you are doing?"

Suer Lun took a deep breath and said with a firm look, "You may be smart enough and scheming, but you are just an unmarried young girl after all. It is normal for you to be attracted by my appearance."

"You may not understand, but I must be responsible for you."

"I won't learn from you, Sister Pallas." Suerlun breathed a sigh of relief and made up his mind: "I admit that what you said is right, but I can choose to learn from others. I can't let your willfulness hurt myself."

"I'll leave tomorrow."

"..."

Pallas Athena stared at Suren blankly. As the goddess of wisdom, Athena could hear the implied meaning in Suren's words.

Looking at Suerlun who made the decision with great determination, Athena didn't know what to say for a moment...

She should be angry now.

But everything from the chest to the cheeks was soft, making it impossible to get angry.

For some reason, Pallas subconsciously asked: "Sulun, have you never been moved by me?"

"…To be honest, I have a certain fondness for you, Pallas."

Suerlun said calmly: "But because of this, I must stay away from you. I can't watch you step into the abyss... Since you are the priest of the goddess Athena, don't you understand the temperament of the gods?"

Who can not like a beautiful girl who always treats him/her with kindness?

Who can not like a little sister who always helps and takes care of them in every possible way?
Precisely because Suren has a good impression of Pallas and cherishes their friendship, he must stay away from Pallas to prevent her from doing anything impulsive or irrational.

After saying that, Surlan turned around and was about to leave. Athena was now certain that what Surlan said was true, and that he had made a decision that could not be changed at all.

If she was really a priestess of the goddess Athena, then she would have no way to keep Suren.

Athena was very sure of this, so she said, "Sullen, turn around and see who I am."

Decisive, extremely decisive.

In other words, it is this decisiveness that highlights Athena's extraordinaryness.

You know, because Artemis was shy, she hesitated for several years and did not reveal her identity in front of Suren.

Even when Suerlun tiptoed away, her thoughts reached their highest point, but in the end she forced herself to pretend to be asleep and did not get up.

But Athena, she is different.

Although the voice still carries the youth and vitality of a girl, it is crisp and tender, and sounds no more than 18 years old, but it naturally carries an unquestionable majesty and dignity.

The timbre of the voice has not changed, but the difference in tone and intonation alone shows different styles.

Surlun could not refuse the command of the voice. This was the control of God over man. He could only turn his head.

The one who appeared before Suerlun was no longer the blonde priestess...

She still had a wreath of olive branches on her head. Her face was golden and dignified, and her hair was emitting a faint glow. She was indeed the goddess known as the 'beautiful hair'.

The goddess Athena has fair skin and wears an exquisitely embroidered skirt instead of a military skirt or armor intended for battle.

She has a pair of famous bright big eyes, and her face looks oval, but with a small mouth. There is an owl standing on her shoulder. The owl has sharp eyes and a submissive sacred majesty, which symbolizes the wisdom of the goddess.

The appearance of the goddess that appeared before Surlun at this time was 70% similar to the girl Pallas before, except that some minor changes were made to the subtle details that would reveal the goddess's appearance.

Although those embellishments obscured the goddess's appearance, she was still full of charm, worthy of being the goddess of art. When it comes to beautiful carvings, Athena is an absolute expert.

Of course, the modification of appearance is not the most important concealment. The most important modification should be that Athena independently restrained her awe-inspiring divine majesty, the nobility and dignity that belongs to the gods.

When Suerlun came into contact with this majesty that made him tremble and even kneel down, he naturally knew the identity of this goddess.

"Athena, goddess of wisdom, war and victory..."

Suerlun was silent. He looked at Pallas... no, it should be Pallas Athena, and said with a wry smile: "Pallas Athena... I was wondering why this name sounds so familiar?"

"So you have always been a noble god, one of the twelve gods of Mount Olympus."

Surren put one hand on his chest and was about to salute the goddess, but was stopped by Athena. She looked at Surren's face, which was still beautiful even with sorrow, and sighed, "Alas, this is why I don't want to reveal my identity to you, my Surren."

"..." Surlun remained silent. He didn't know what Athena was thinking, so he could only remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.

To be honest, Surlun was confused. He didn't know what the goddess thought of him as he had accidentally exposed Athena's game.

Looking at this almost perfect hero, the god-given hero Surlun, Athena's golden eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction, but the light of the gods was too dazzling, and Surlun could not see Athena's eyes at all.

Athena had never seen such a man. Solli was wise, perfect, respectful to women and everyone, and morally noble. He was a perfect wedge between man and god. Just like the prophet and fire thief Prometheus, he was capable of conveying the guidance of the gods to mankind.

If it were other people, other Greek heroes, facing the priest of the goddess Athena, a truly pure girl who would rather bear the punishment of the goddess than have sex with him, they would definitely not think so much, but would choose to go for it directly.

It is even possible to blaspheme the gods directly in the temple.

In order to get benefits and the honor of conquering a pure girl, they are already restrained by not spreading their charm everywhere. How can they possibly care about the girl's future life?

As for what fate would happen to the no longer pure young priestess after angering the goddess Athena, that was no longer something that those so-called heroes considered.

What a good man you are, Suren!
You are like this...

It makes me appreciate you even more.

Gods were born from human belief and all respond to human beings with their love. While bearing glory and respect, gods also shoulder the responsibility of protecting and guiding human beings.

However, gods are not human, and it is very rare to have a god like Prometheus who can empathize with humans. Therefore, gods often do not know how to guide humans correctly.

Now, Athena has discovered this wedge, which is so perfect that it can serve as a bridge of communication between gods and humans.

Athena said calmly: "Suerlun, since you have already promised me, do you want to break the contract?"

"…How dare I?"

Surren was in a bad mood. He leaned against the pillar and sighed, "Okay, Goddess Athena, since it is your will, then Surren is willing to obey your oracle."

Athena sighed inwardly, it seemed impossible to return to that relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.

The child Suerlun was still too restrained in his mind about the way he got along with God. It seemed that in his mind, God was a group of beings who were neither to be offended nor petty-minded, and yet very insignificant.

Then why was Hestia able to get along with Surren so quickly?
As a real person, Athena will never know the sense of security that a socially anxious otaku girl gives people. Suren can relax in front of Hestia because in his heart, how bad can a socially anxious otaku girl who doesn't want to interact with others be?

However, these are minor problems. As the goddess of wisdom, Athena will be able to come up with ways to improve this situation in the future.

[At the age of 16, you practiced for three years with the goddess Athena.]

[In the first year, you were taken to an island by Athena, whose identity was exposed, and began special training.]

[In addition to Pankrasin self-defense, your daily training also includes long-distance running and wrestling. As a goddess, Athena will naturally not wrestle with you personally. Her requirement for you is to defeat the Monkey King on this island, a mythical beast from the Age of Gods, a divine life form with a talent for wrestling and full of divinity.]

[This mythical monkey from the Age of Gods is extremely tall, at least five meters tall. When it stands up, its imposing manner is breathtaking, but this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that this big monkey is as smart as a human. Every time you challenge him, you will have to accept the righteous beatings of all the monkeys on the island.]

[So, you spent your first year in the special training of Goddess Athena and being beaten by monkeys.]

[At the age of 17, after another year of special training, your strength and skills have become stronger, but you have become more humble. ]

[You are sure that the damn monkey's inherent wrestling skills are definitely above A+++. Anyway, the monkey can throw you so hard that you can only look at the blue sky.]

[However, compared to the initial situation where you were completely powerless, you are now much stronger, at least you can fight back.]

[At 18, Athena no longer trains you in person. She says your Pankrasin fighting skills are good enough, but you still can't defeat all the monkeys on Monkey Island alone.]

[According to the goddess Athena, as long as you can defeat the mythical beast by wrestling, you can leave.]

[What Athena didn't mention is a major event that happened this year. ]

【Major events related to God.】

[Oeneus, the king of Calydon, forgot to offer sacrifice to Artemis, the goddess of the moon and hunting, during the harvest sacrifice season. The goddess, who was already in a bad mood, became even more angry and released a sacred wild boar to Calydon.]

[It was a terrifying and despairing monster. The wild boar destroyed all of Calydonian crops for a year. The wild boars would eat tens of thousands of livestock a day, which was the property of dozens of farmers. If this continued, the angry Calydonians would rush into the palace and kill Oeneus.]

[The King of Calydon is now issuing a call for Greek heroes...]
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"Finally, I finally defeated this damn monkey!"

Surlun stepped on a tall monkey that was foaming at the mouth. He threw the monkey to the ground more than 300 times, using all his strength each time. Finally, he managed to knock down the monkey with EX wrestling skills.

There is also a gap between EXs, which may even be larger than that between mortals and heroic spirits.

Behind Surlun, there were countless monkeys lying all over the mountains, and every monkey was a trophy that he had knocked down personally!
He finally passed Athena's test!
The monkey opened his eyes, wiped the foam from his mouth, looked at Surlun without saying a word, pointed at an object behind his throne, turned around, and left very lonely.

Surren walked around the huge throne, pushed aside the flowers, trees and weeds in the forest, and saw a...

airplane???

Surlen wiped his eyes and swore that he was not mistaken, this thing was really an airplane!

The plane was sparkling with golden light all over, and it looked like it was made entirely of gold, emitting the radiance of the Age of Gods, as if it was made by skilled craftsmen who collected the radiance. The radiance and gold complemented each other, appearing extremely noble and dazzling.

Suerlun looked around but couldn't find the fuel tank, and he didn't know how this thing was powered...

No, the appearance of such a thing in the Age of Gods was already amazing. How was it made?

Is it...

In fact, the technological level of the Age of Gods was very advanced, but it was not that of humans?
Suerlun wanted to open the door of the plane, but found that it didn't even have a door. He studied it for a long time and finally understood...

This airplane-like thing requires him to stand on it and use his own magic power for power.

"Golden Twinkle, huh?"

Suren thought about it, India in the Age of Gods could have the shining ship Vimana, and Sumer in the Age of Gods could have the celestial ship Maana, so why couldn’t Greece in the Age of Gods have this golden ship?

"This is my reward for clearing the level, right?"

Suer Lun touched his chin and couldn't help thinking: "So what kind of name should I give it?"

(End of this chapter)