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Chapter 124 You are so stubborn, Son of Man

Under Apollo's prophecy, Poseidon's request, and the pressure of the gods, Suren firmly chose to refuse.

He rejected Apollo's prophecy, Poseidon's request, and Jason's determination. In front of the gods, he said, "I can solve everything."

I wanted to keep Propontis, and I wanted the Argo to keep going.

However, the test of the gods did not end there. Suren only gave a perfect beginning, and we still have to see if he also has a perfect ending.

Just shouting out nice slogans is not enough to prove that Suerlun is really the one who can shoulder the heavy responsibility.

Next, the most important test came. Could Surren rely on the power of God, but only on his own wisdom and strength to help the Argo overcome this difficulty?

Have a safe time...

No, even after causing great sacrifices, as long as they can survive the impact of the boulder, even if there are heavy casualties, the gods will see Suren's will and choice, which will greatly change the gods' inclinations and support.

Thinking of this, Athena could not help but glance at Suron nervously. The huge rock was so hard that it was difficult for ravens to cross and for flying birds to pass. With the rowing speed of the Argonauts, even if Hercules was still there, the boat would probably be destroyed and everyone on board would die halfway through the rowing.

Only the power of the Lord God can prop up the huge rock or help the ship pass through the huge rock.

Hearing Surlun's words, the Argonauts cheered and shouted Surlun's name loudly, although they didn't know what Surlun was about to face.

Not everyone is Jason, who has worldly wisdom and can see the essence of every decision. They only know that the Argo can continue to move forward and they don’t have to attack their friends.

Jason looked at Suren with a complicated expression. He pursed his lips and whispered, "Thank you, Suren..."

"Just send it all, buddy. What are you thanking me for?" Suer Lun waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Besides, this has nothing to do with you. Don't add to your psychological burden."

This has always been a problem of the gods. Suerlun knew it was just a test from the gods. The gods have been idle for so many years, and now there is finally an interesting drama. Surely they must try their best to add roles for themselves?

The tests of the gods are endless, and things will only come to an end after the great father Zeus finally approves and hands over everything.

Except for Suren, all the Greek creatures were pawns in the plot. He saw Jason's determination to die, but under the will of God, Jason couldn't even die.

What's more, if Jason entered the underworld after disobeying the gods, his fate would probably not be much better.

"Suerlun, you are right. I finally understand now."

"From now on, I will no longer place my hopes on gods. People's future will be created by themselves!"

Jason looked at Suren seriously and said, "So, can you tell me the truth?"

"Sullen, do you really have a way to survive the impact of the boulder?"

"Tell me in private. If you can't do anything, I can order you to return and leave all the responsibilities to me. Compared to my insignificant dream, what you are going to do next is the major event that can truly affect Greece and even all mankind!"

Jason's words came from the bottom of his heart. He had been conquered by Suren and was even willing to give up the honor that he valued more than his life, the expedition of the Golden Fleece, for Suren's will!
"idiot!"

Suerlun lightly scolded: "I, Suerlun, never brag. What on earth do you think I am?"

If Jason really returns here, I'm afraid the first thing he would do after returning to Greece would be to commit suicide, right?
If the expedition to Colchis to obtain the Golden Fleece had failed, Jason's life would have been meaningless, and his uncle Pelias, who had seized his father's throne, would not have let him go.

Without the opportunity to go on the expedition for the Golden Fleece, Jason would lose the capital to fight against Pelias. Faced with such a ruined life, Jason had no choice but to die.

After Suerlun finished cursing, he laughed: "Captain, give the order, what is the next stop for the Argo?"

"it is good!"

Jason announced loudly: "Argo, continue sailing!"

"Next stop, the Bosphorus, Symplecades (Crashing Rock)!"
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"It's really interesting! Suerlun, I'm becoming more and more interested in you!"

Deep in the sea, Poseidon in the palace of Atlantis could not help but roll on the ground laughing at the amusing script. This was a great epic opera about a noble hero, ten or even nine times better than the performance of the Gorgon sisters!

Poseidon subconsciously wanted to take out something as a reward, but when he had only taken half of it, he suddenly realized that the trident that commanded the authority of the ocean was still in his hand.

"Oh, yes, I am also one of the actors in this opera!"

"What am I going to do next?"

"Windy? Rainy? Tsunami?"

Only then did Poseidon realize that he was not only a spectator but also an actor, and his part had not yet ended.

As a villain in the background, Poseidon stood up again, stretched out his hand to flick the dusty hem of his clothes, and said seriously: "Humph! You ungrateful Argonauts, you offended me, Poseidon, and you still want to continue sailing on the sea?"

"Since you do not agree to my request, Poseidon, then be shattered into pieces by the tsunami and strong winds!"

Poseidon raised the trident in his hand, and suddenly, above the already not-so-calm sea surface, it seemed as if a giant hand stirring the ocean appeared.

Tsunamis, strong winds, heavy rains, hail, earthquakes, volcanoes...

One disaster after another, any one of which was a natural disaster at sea enough to destroy a large fleet of ships, and the shipwrecks that were usually feared by sailors, all came out at once.

In this classical era, the small boats used for sailing were all very simple wooden sailing ships, and even the Argo guided by the gods was no exception.

The small wooden boat could capsize at any time due to a shipwreck.

The seaspouts that connected the sky and the sea were connected from the clouds to the ocean. The thick seaspouts looked as if they could hold a dozen Argos at the same time. The violent and powerful wind made even the Boreas brothers, known as the gods of the north wind, turn pale.

The Dioscuri are the twin gods of navigation and sailors. They should be able to bless the Argo with smooth sailing within their power.

The Boreas brothers are the gods of the northwest wind and the northeast wind. Although they are not complete wind gods, they are also gods in charge of "wind".

However, in the disaster that Poseidon casually created with his trident, neither the god of navigation and sailors who could bless the sea, nor the god of wind, were able to resolve the power of the main god.

The Dioscuri twins looked unhappy and said with a sad face: "It's really ugly. Is this Poseidon, the king of the sea among the twelve gods?"

Pollux gritted his teeth and said, "Surron, Jason, why don't you throw me into the sea? I killed the son of Poseidon! I will take the responsibility myself!"

"Shut up! Don't cause trouble for Surlun!" Atalanta was furling the sails. Hearing this, she rebuked: "Instead of thinking about such stupid things, why not think about how to work together to overcome this disaster first!"

"I have killed a descendant of Poseidon before. Are you going to throw me down with you to appease Poseidon's wrath?"

Pollux's brother Castor grabbed his sister's arm and sighed, "Sullen is not that kind of person. Since he said he would not sacrifice anyone to Poseidon, he will never do it. So, what we have to do now is to face this shipwreck together."

"Sister, hurry up, let's use our power to help the Boreas brothers and stabilize the Argo!"

Pollux turned around and saw that the North Wind brother was trying his best to use his weak power to shake the storm sent by Poseidon.

But unfortunately, Poseidon is the king of the sea. He is in charge of the ocean, tsunamis, earthquakes, storms, horses, all marine life, and all maritime disasters. So if you want to go out to sea, you must worship Poseidon!
The Boreas brothers tried their best, but unfortunately their power over the wind was not as good as the sea tornado that Poseidon casually created. Even though Poseidon did not have all the power over the wind, his power was far beyond their ability to contend with...

Even so, the Boreas brothers still tried their best to help the Argo.

After seeing this scene, Pollux shut up and began to work together with his brother to use power to calm the raging sea, wanting to do his best.

Suron, Jason and all the other Argonauts had already begun to row separately under the command of the helmsman Tiphys.

Facing the strong winds and possessing strength far beyond that of ordinary people, the heroes, amid the wrath of the sea god, drove the broadest and largest ships in Greece, struggling to travel through the Sea of ​​Mammoth.

Gradually, the heroes have gradually adapted to the turbulence of the sea. Although the Argo is always shaky, under Surren's full suppression, it can still drift in the sea without being swallowed by the ocean.

But Surlun and the Argonauts all knew that the real desperate situation was yet to come.

Even when the ocean is calm, the crashing rocks are too dangerous for even a raven to fly over, and any ship that enters them will be smashed to pieces.

The heroes paddled hard, making the Argo as fast as a flying pigeon, but even so, it was extremely difficult to cross the crashing rock.

But now, the Argo is not only facing the huge rocks that will hit it, but also the absolute dominance of Poseidon, the king of the sea. The storms caused by Poseidon make it difficult for the ship to move forward, and the waves of the sea make the ship either move forward or retreat...

It can be said that every step forward the ship has to endure resistance that is countless times greater than usual. This is the price to pay for disobeying the gods in classical Greece during the Age of the Gods.

The helmsman Tiphes said, "Jason, Suren, the huge rock is ahead. If we continue like this, the Argo will be smashed to pieces!"

Standing in front of the Argo was the last natural barrier before the Bosphorus Strait. It was two huge mountain rocks that were about to collide with each other at any time. The two huge rocks collided with each other at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, bounced off under the reaction force, and then collided with each other again...

"It is indeed... a huge crashing rock that even ravens can't fly over!"

Tiphes shouted in despair: "Sullen, if you really have any solution, use it now!"

Surren walked out of the cabin and stood on the deck. The surrounding storms seemed to have calmed down a lot when he appeared. He faced the violent storm that represented the anger of the Sea King and said calmly, "It's just a slight breeze."

"I said I would come to ferry you across, and I will come to ferry you across."

Although Suerlun said it lightly, he already had the worst thought in his heart. This time he might have to go to the underworld to play the resurrection match.

Seeing that the Argo had reached the impact rock, the gods who were watching could not help but concentrate. They were very curious about how the plot would develop next. What would Suren do?

Would he fear the disaster at the last moment and pray to God?

Was it Athena, Hera, Hestia, or Artemis who had always given Suren unlimited grace and unconditional support?
If Suren prays to the gods, then the gods will definitely respond.

Whether it is the three goddesses, or other gods, even the mecha god like Ares, and Zeus, the king of gods who is in charge of everything, they will support Suren.

The Argonaut's adventures were all watched by the gods. Suren was already excellent enough to have achieved what he had now. The gods all recognized that he was a god-given hero, perhaps even the greatest hero in Greece, surpassing Hercules.

Therefore, the gods are willing to provide help to such a hard-working hero.

only--

Greece's greatest hero alone is not enough to achieve the golden age of gods and humans. After helping Suren, the gods will choose to reject his illusory dream.

Athena has returned to Hera and Hestia, and she couldn't help but feel worried again when she saw this. She was one of those who would support Suren no matter what. She hoped that Suren could pass the test of the gods and get their support, so that she wouldn't be so tired.

If you can't pass the test...

No, there won't be that option!
Athena murmured to herself: "My Surren, Sumplegardes is not that simple. There are monsters transformed from Gaia's wrath. Even the gods find it difficult to deal with it..."

"Sullun, Athena blesses you, and may you be able to overcome any difficulties you encounter on your adventure."

The Crashing Rocks, as their name suggests, are two huge mountains. In front of the Crashing Rocks, the Argo was like an ant under the feet of a giant, struggling to survive in the raging waves of the ocean.

Not only that, where the rock was originally located, there were countless ferocious birds with scarlet eyes, which liked to prey on the eyes of passers-by.

It is said that it was the wrath and resentment of Gaia in the past, and it was the anger of the restraining force towards the outsider, the Greek mecha god, the deus ex machina.

If the gods still retained their mechanical bodies, they naturally would not care about the wrath of the restraining force. This so-called evil bird was nothing more than a minor infirmity that could be easily wiped out in front of the mecha god that could change the planet's atmosphere, control the weather, produce food infinitely, control emotions and memories, and mass-produce weapons.

But now, the gods have lost their bodies in the battle with the white giant god, and have been re-incarnated as gods. Today, the gods dare not offend Gaia, who represents the will of the planet, so they respect Gaia as the Mother Goddess of the Earth, the ancestor of all gods.

The gods were worried that if they rashly dealt with the strange bird, it might cause changes in the inhibitory force and destroy the fragile balance between the outsider and the inhibitory force, so they did not eliminate it.

The two seem to be companions. Not only are there huge rocks that are constantly crashing into the place as the main danger, but there are also strange birds that are constantly circling around and harassing every adventurer.

These strange birds are endlessly killed. Every traveler passing by will kill dozens to hundreds of them. However, after so many years, the number of these strange birds has not decreased.

As long as Gaia's wrath does not extinguish, these strange birds surrounding the huge rocks will never disappear.

Atalanta pulled the bow and the arrows shot out like flowing light, killing hundreds of strange birds in just a few seconds. Every arrow that passed through the flock of strange birds could kill more than a dozen of them. At this frequency, the flock of strange birds would be cleared out soon.

But Suerlun remained calm and expressionless, because he knew it wouldn't be that simple.

Sure enough, less than three seconds later, the strange birds refreshed again. The area that was swept away by Atalanta was reappeared with strange birds of exactly the same size. The number did not decrease at all, and it still looked densely packed, covering the sky.

Due to the attack, the group of strange birds that were originally perched seemed to be stimulated, and instantly turned into ferocious birds ready to devour their prey. The flapping sounds of countless pairs of wings gathered together, producing winds and waves more violent than a storm, and sounds more deafening than a tsunami.

Atalanta looked extremely unhappy. She held the bow and arrow and said, "Sullen, it seems that this won't work. There's something wrong with these birds!"

"Of course it's wrong!"

Surren nodded calmly and said, "Didn't you notice the wind and waves around us? After approaching the impact rock a hundred meters away, even Poseidon's anger was calmed down. I don't think Poseidon has such a good temper."

The waves have calmed down a lot. If it was a violent storm just now, now it is just a gentle breeze and drizzle.

This place is beyond the reach of Poseidon's wrath. Suren certainly wouldn't think it would be a peaceful place. It can only be said that this is a dangerous place and a desperate situation that even Poseidon has to endure!
As the sea became calm again, most of the Argonauts came out of the cabins and saw the strange bird perched on the huge rock.

The famous Greek prophets, like Amphiaraus, King of Argos, and Phineus, King of Thrace, had been favored by the gods.

But unlike Phineus, Amphiaraus was favored by Zeus and Apollo, and Zeus gave him the talent of oracle.

As the recipient of the oracle, Amphiaraos knew all the dangerous places and monsters in Greece. When he saw the strange bird, his face changed and he said in a lost voice: "This is Gaia's grudge. They are Gaia's punishment for humans. They will prey on the eyes of those who pass by."

This was Gaia's punishment for the Greeks, to punish those blind humans who worshipped outsiders as gods and ignored the elves transformed from Gaia's tentacles who symbolized the will of the planet.

Seeing that the ferocious birds were about to swarm up and prey on the heroes' eyes, the Argonauts could not help but draw their weapons.

So Suerlun took out the Golden Supreme Sky again, and when he pulled the bowstring, the arrow was ready -

In an instant, light streamed like rain.

Suerlun shot only one arrow, and the golden light flashed in the air, split into two, two into four, and within a ten-millionth of a second, it suddenly turned into an infinite number, into an infinite number of arrows. Infinite arrows faced infinite vicious birds, and each arrow hit the eye of a vicious bird and pierced through the head of this vicious bird.

With perfect skills, Suerlun can be said to have reached the pinnacle in the art of archery.

And Surlun did not kill the strange bird, but nailed it through its skull and fixed it in place. In this way, it would not refresh as long as it was not dead, but having its head pierced was almost the same as death, so it was considered sealed.

To deal with monsters that cannot be completely killed, it is natural to use powerful sealing techniques.

These Gaia birds, which had been entrenched on the impact rock for countless years since the advent of the Greek gods, were cleared out by Suren, and this almost perfect answer sheet has been handed over to the gods.

But this brilliant achievement seems insignificant compared to the big questions after the test.

The real test has finally arrived. What Suerlun needs to face now is the real huge rock collision that can only be survived with the protection of the Lord God! ! !

Tiphes didn't dare to give the order to move forward again. Any good helmsman would do the same. Faced with such natural dangers, retreating is the right thing to do, right?

But the Argonauts were unwilling to retreat. They had experienced so much and witnessed so much. Wouldn’t it be too regrettable if they retreated in the face of this final test?
The Argonaut's bard, the best bard in Greece, who wrote epic poems for many heroes and recorded the Argonaut's adventures along the way, Orpheus, the son of Apollo, said in a beautiful voice: "Surron, everything is up to you."

"Please don't let us lament the regrets of this adventure decades later when we are old!"

"If that's the case..." Orpheus smiled and raised the poem in his hand: "I don't have the face to make public this great poem that records the adventures of the Argonauts!"

"..."

Surlun said nothing. The divine bow in his hand, the bowstring of the Golden Supreme Heaven, began to flow and actually changed its shape like a fluid, from a glorious bowstring to a golden rope. He tied the rope to the bow of the Argo and held the other end in his hand.

"Sullen——"

The next moment, Surlun stepped on the Golden Supreme Sky. His golden boat was like Ishtar's sky boat Maana from the beginning. It could pull arrows and carry people to fly.

Suerlun actually made such a decision!

He would personally push the rock that only the Lord God could shake, dragging the Argonaut full of heroes with ropes, while pushing away the huge rock that was hitting the ship, and push this natural barrier called Symplegades from the strait into the Black Sea!

As long as the impacting boulder is pushed away from the Bosphorus Strait and into the Black Sea, the Black Sea is so large that even if a dozen more impacting boulder are thrown into it, it will be accommodated like a drop of water. From then on, there will no longer be the natural barrier of Symplecades that only gods can cross!

In other words, he not only had to help the Argo survive this disaster, but also had to remove this obstacle for all of Greece, all the Greeks who had ever stopped in front of Symplegades, or had dared to challenge Symplegades but were ultimately crushed by these two huge rocks!
but--

This is something that only the Lord God can do, and it is almost a way to seek death!

If anyone had said that he could push away the crashing rock while dragging the ship, the Argonauts would have laughed at his stupidity and ignorance.

The normal development would be like an ant trying to shake a tree, or an egg hitting a stone. The team would stop in front of the rock of despair, or even die on the rock.

But now, they saw that Suren, the most intelligent and powerful among them, was about to do something reckless and suicidal. He was going to do this unprecedented and unparalleled feat!

He wants to open up a new world for all Greek people!
God's will is definitely not inevitable and cannot be changed!

Atalanta, who was worried about Surlun's life, couldn't help but yelled: "Surlun, you..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Jason: "Atalanta! Shut up!!"

"A good girl shouldn't stop the man she loves. Don't you see that the greatest hero of Greece is right in front of you?"

Jason's voice was harsh and reprimanding. If it were any other time, Atalanta would have used her superb fighting skills to beat him up severely. How could a mere Jason dare to be so arrogant?

But now, facing Jason's serious expression and his words, Atalanta could not help but lower her head, biting her lip and muttering: "Sullen, you must be fine. If you really die, even if you have to go to Hades to challenge the majesty of Hades, I will take you out of Hades!"

Atalanta was never a dodder who would suffer a mental breakdown after her husband's death and commit suicide to be buried with her husband.

She is the strongest female hero in Greece. She is a speedster who, through her own efforts, even demigod heroes and descendants of gods cannot defeat her. Atalanta is someone who can only be defeated by the main god!
Therefore, Atalanta would never die for anyone. She would only try her best to save her beloved!

But, Suerlun, does he really need her to save him?

Suren wrapped the golden rope around his waist. At this moment, the two huge rocks collided violently again, but this time it was different from before. The two huge rocks did not collide with each other. Suren's two hands grabbed the inside of the two huge rocks respectively, and with his unparalleled strength, he stuck the two huge rocks.

With such a huge impact force, even an already immortal body was nearly shattered. Fortunately, Surlun did not rely solely on the grace of God to fly. His skilled force-dissipating skills allowed him to dissipate part of the force into the sea, alleviating a lot of pressure.

The first step was barely passed.

The huge rocks did not collide with each other, so they did not rebound under the reaction force, but they were still trying hard to collide with another huge rock. With two powerful forces, Suren forced them apart with just his arms.

This is the epic witnessed by Orpheus and the Argonauts!
Orpheus took out his quill, and the bard was inspired to write a poem of praise, or rather a hymn to worship the gods.

The stars brushed across his black hair, turning into strands of shining soft waves...

The eyes are as bright as flickering fire, and the new moon adorns the forehead...

My heart loves him all the time.

Who is this person? Who is this person?
Where does he come from?

The light of glory he brings fills the whole earth!

His strong arms are turning the tide!

Zeus is watching you, and so are the gods!
"——What an ironic scene!"

(To be continued)
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Surlun's expression was as hard as iron, and his eyes were burning with a fire that brooked no room for dispute. He would definitely do it, he would definitely push away the huge rock that was causing the impact, and he would definitely accomplish this feat that only the Lord God could accomplish!

Surlun's strong arms were exerting force, and then the expanding muscles broke the extremely tough leather armor made by Artemis herself, which was made of the skin of a mythical beast, and revealed his perfect and strong body.

If such a perfect body were to participate in the Olympic Games, I'm afraid the sweat would be sold out.

The two huge rocks, which were originally carrying tremendous force and slowly approaching each other, were gradually hindered by even greater force. They stopped approaching each other and stopped where they were.

His body, which had been forged by heavenly fire and had long been cleansed of all worldly impurities, was invulnerable to swords and guns. However, it now began to show tears and cracks in the muscles and skin. His body, which could not be damaged even by sharp weapons, was injured for the first time when he chose to carry out his own will!

Yes, looking around Greece, who could hurt such a great hero?

Only he, and only he himself, could cause Suerlun to suffer such serious harm!

"Get me up!"

Surlun took a deep breath and let out a loud roar from his throat. As the sound came out, surging power began to push the huge rock that only gods could move.

It is a very practical technique that can use sound to increase the power. Many martial arts have techniques for generating power through different shouts.

With the push of Surlen's power, the huge rock that had gradually stagnated began to move slowly forward towards the Bosphorus Strait and the Black Sea.

However, this movement was obviously not caused by the spontaneous collision of the huge rock, but was pushed by a great hero comparable to the Lord God with absolute power, and pushed into the Black Sea bit by bit!
However, as the boulder pushed forward, the lacerations on Suerlun's body became larger and larger, and his blood began to flow out of the wounds. At first, it was just a thread of blood, but the wounds gradually expanded and now became a stream of blood...

Surren's blood flowed along the golden rope into the Argo, or was splashed into the Mammoth Sea.

Jason didn't know when his eyes were filled with tears. He looked at the great hero who was pushing the huge rock against the sky with tearful eyes. He couldn't help but kneel on the ground and pray to the gods.

After learning about the gods' difficulties, Jason vowed not to pray to the gods anymore and to create everything by himself.

But this time, Jason still chose to kneel on the ground and pray to the gods. However, this time he was not praying for himself, but for the great hero who pushed the rock for all Greeks.

"Gods, I, the future king of Iolcus, Jason, beg you--"

"I beg you to bless Suren. Please bless Suren to succeed. Please live and defeat Symplecades. For this, I, Jason, am willing to sacrifice everything, even my own life!"

It was unknown whether the gods heard Jason's heartfelt request, but except for Jason, the heroes of Argo were impressed by Suren's feat and almost all of them became his followers.

Orpheus's poetry continues to be created -

Greece, the one that gives you life, Greece, the one that provides you with oxygen!
Greece, which gives you courage, Greece, which gives you strength!
He speaks to you again...

Your name is Surren, the God-given hero!

You should ignite the fire in your heart and you should uphold the justice of your soul.

When the wounds tear your skin, do you scream in pain?

If you submit to unjust gods, you are no longer a Greek.

When your blood gathers into streams, will you shed tears of pain?

If you give in to an unjust god, you are not a God-given hero.

(To be continued…)——
Zeus rarely showed a happy smile. In the past, this great father god always had a loving smile on his face when looking at humans, as if all humans were just children who needed the protection of their parents' wings.

But now, when he looked at Surlun, Zeus was still smiling, but the meaning of this fatherly smile had diminished a lot, and instead became like a strict examiner, criticizing everything Surlun did with the most demanding attitude.

"Is it possible to achieve this without relying on the gods?"

Zeus said to himself: "Sullen, you also have love for humans in your heart!"

"What a stubborn person—"

"That's right. If you don't have the courage to conquer the Argo, how can you dare to say that you want to complete the Golden Age of God and Man?"

For the first time, Zeus did not call humans "children", but solemnly used the word "man".

At this time, Zeus' eyes were full of admiration, but he still couldn't help shaking his head: "What a pity, it's still a little short, still a little short."

"But with the help of Athena and the others, we should be able to make up for this soon, right?"

"I'm really looking forward to it. Is this the golden age of peace between humans and gods?"

"Is there still a place for gods like us in the age of humans?"

"It's really beautiful. I can't wait to see such a magnificent world."

Why do all the gods think that the golden age of peace between humans and gods is nothing more than the ravings of naive children, an unattainable and illusory dream?

Because the advent of the human age is equivalent to the decline of the God Age!

The emergence of the human age must be accompanied by the disappearance of the divine age!
Therefore, there is no such thing as a golden age of humans and gods. Whether in human history or the history of the Age of Gods, this option does not exist. Either you are human or you are a god!
Suerlun not only needs to solve the problem of God, but also needs to explain the principles of man.

This goal requires Suerlun to give his all to achieve, and it cannot be achieved with just a simple empty talk.

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In the deep sea, Poseidon, the king of the sea in Atlantis, was already dancing with joy. If the god wasn't naturally clean, it wouldn't be impossible for him to express his excitement by shitting all over the floor.

As a god who loves watching plays, charting and pursuing idols the most, Poseidon was able to tirelessly chart and send seals to the Gorgon sisters. Naturally, he is a god who loves to read entertainment literature.

Now Suren's heroic performance, which could be described as a heroic performance in a mythological opera epic, had greatly satisfied Poseidon's desire to watch. His whole body, even every hair, revealed a kind of joy.

It can be said that Poseidon has become a fan of Suren!

Poseidon danced for a long time before he lowered his head and sighed, "It's over. Now I forgot to watch the performance of the three Gorgon sisters..."

"Hmm, I suddenly feel that the idol behavior of the Gorgon sisters is a bit boring?"

"No, do I have to only watch my leading actor Suer Lun from now on?"

"Damn it, there's no other heroic opera to watch in Greece?"

Poseidon, who was following the drama and lamenting that there was no successor, got angry for a while for no reason. Then he seemed to remember something and said to himself, "Oh, by the way, what did my male protagonist say before?"

"I remember Apollo talked to me about it before, and Athena also mentioned it a few words... Damn it, I was so fascinated by the Gorgon sisters at that time that I have forgotten everything now!"

Neptune's Thimble——

Identified as, look at what Gorgon is looking at!

Poseidon pondered for a while. After all, he was a god and could trace back the time left in the traces of space. Finally, after he finished looking back, he pounded his fist and said, "So that's it. The Golden Age of Humans and Gods!"

"Support! Support! We must support!"

"I, Poseidon, will definitely give my utmost support to whatever Suerlun wants to do!"

"Because what you want to do, what you are doing, what I, Poseidon, cannot do, cannot achieve. Your will is above mine. I will support you, even if your will is above that of us gods."

"Be absolutely yourself. I want to see how far your epic can go."

Unknowingly, Poseidon, who had become a fan of Surren, chose his own preference.

Suren has such an idea and the will to carry out his own will. For Poseidon who wants to continue watching the heroic opera, this is the best and eternal male protagonist in his mind!
But at this time, Suerlun's condition was not good. His will seemed to be able to hold on, but his body was already cracked.

If Athena and Hestia had not used the most advanced secret techniques of Olympus to create an immortal body of god for Suren, even if Suren's will was still firm, his body would have been crushed into meat paste by the huge rocks.

But an immortal divine body does not mean equal power. Suerlun always felt that his body was showing signs of being torn apart, but it was slowly healing under the burning of the remaining holy fire.

(End of this chapter)