The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

The awakened heroes rushed forward, and the sirens could only show off their strength in the illusion and charm. But when the illusion was broken, they were unable to fight back when facing the famous heroes of Greece.

What's more, at this moment their bodies were already stained with cursed blood, as well as the suffering and torture caused by countless Greeks.

Chapter 58: Seeing the Father, Why Not Worship Him?

Xue Lufen was never caught in the illusion from beginning to end. Birdman A gave him extremely strong resistance in this regard. He was only awakened by the vibration of the Tianting hitting the reef.

That's why he directly used the cursed blood to break the Sirens' illusion.

"Hero Xerthus, you are in poor health now. Leave the rest of the battle to us." After settling Xerthus, Achilles waved the spear in his hand and prepared to join the battle again.

However, his arm accidentally touched the purple thorns, and the next moment pain instantly swept through his mind. Even though Achilles was immortal, he was still not completely immune to the pain caused by the plants from the underworld. The pain that was offset to less than one tenth almost made him roar.

Just when the pain was about to overwhelm his reason, a finger touched his forehead. The pain disappeared in an instant, and Achilles was stunned by the feeling of his physical strength returning to its peak.

"Go quickly, the battle outside is waiting for you, the future hero of Greece." Xue Lufeng responded to Achilles with a smile and gave him a thumbs up.

Achilles had a lot of questions to ask. He clenched the spear in his hand. He really wanted to ask, why could you laugh while enduring such pain, and even save all of them at such a critical moment.

But he still held back, raised his spear and shield, bit his lip, and jumped off the Tianting.

The battle lasted until dawn. With the arrival of sunrise, the last siren was pierced by Achilles' spear, and its blood spilled all over the reef.

There are sirens, boatmen, and some heroes.

Before Xue Fa Lun broke through the illusion, some heroes were the first to be hit and killed by the sirens. Their bodies were even torn and tattered beyond recognition.

However, when fighting the Siren with real weapons later, no hero died, at most he was injured.

After this, only 27 of the original 21 heroes were left. The broken bodies were packed up, and Hector said he would bury them at the foot of Mount Olympus, which was also the end of their journey.

"Let's go, uncle, Olympus is just ahead." Achilles said to Hector. From here, they could already see Mount Olympus in the distance, which was the most sacred place in all of Greece.

"I'm only ten years older than you, kid, don't call me uncle." Hector said viciously. He collected the bodies of his close friends. He didn't know how many more people would die along the way, but at this moment, he looked at Mount Olympus.

The injured soldier received treatment from Xue Lufeng, and in an instant his injuries were all gone and his combat effectiveness was restored. After this treatment, Xue Lufeng's body seemed to be unable to hold on, and he could not even stand or walk.

Fortunately, we have arrived.

Some heroes volunteered to be boatmen and continued sailing towards the northwest.

Let's go, Olympus.

The Tianting docked on the beach, and they hastily buried the bodies of their comrades under the trees by the sea.

Here the grass is green and the sacred mountain stands before everyone. This is Olympus, the abode of the gods.

This place is completely different from other Greek city-states, which are full of plague, war, hunger and death. The nymphs seem to be specifically guiding the heroes so that they can go all the way to the holy mountain to meet Zeus, the father of heaven.

"Are these the most famous heroes in all of Greece?"

"What's wrong? Are you attracted?"

"No, I just wonder why they are looking at the Holy Mountain like they are fools."

"Perhaps, he was simply frightened by the grandeur of the Holy Mountain."

The whispered conversations of other goblins could be heard from the nearby woods, and the hands of the heroes were shaking as they gripped their spears.

I don’t know whether it’s fear or excitement.

"Let's go," Xue Dinglu said calmly.

But at this moment, he found it extremely difficult to even stand, as if he had no strength left in his body, like an old man on his deathbed. His sickly and beautiful appearance caused the surrounding nymph fairies to forget to breathe.

"Let me help you." Circe went up and supported Xue Lufen, who was already losing his balance, and even gave a provocative look to the nymphs.

Afterwards, the only expression on the heroes' faces was tension. Even though they had come here with great difficulty, the fear that was ingrained in the Greeks' bones was unavoidable when they were about to go up the mountain.

Can you win?

Even the most famous heroes would still feel fear and tremble when facing the impending death and the coming end, and the almighty father Zeus.

Seeing their performance, Xue Lufen said some comforting words.

"Everyone, ahead of us is Olympus, but behind us is all of Greece." Xue Lufeng smiled bitterly and said, "For the sake of our hometown, which we can never return to."

A hometown that I can’t return to?

Even though they knew that this was just Xue Falun's words to boost morale, all the heroes clenched their spears tightly and smiled with relief.

Yes, they can't go back, they have already come here.

There was no more fear, no more confusion. The only thing they could do today was to head towards the Holy Mountain.

If he failed, Greece would be destroyed, and his hometown would be destroyed. If he succeeded, his last will and testament would have a chance to be sent to his hometown, which he could never return to.

A hero is not someone who does not know fear, but someone who, after facing fear, pain and confusion, can still raise his weapons and burst out with even greater courage.

So, fight!

We walk together on the road to death.

Everyone is like an erupting volcano, but they endure, accumulate, and wait for the moment of eruption.

Heading north, through the sea of ​​flowers, walking through the dense forest, and crossing the lava, they finally arrived at the main temple of Olympus.

The gods stood in a crowd, their flowers tightly folded, and their condescending gazes kept looking down at these heroes.

On the main throne, a white-bearded old man was half-naked, his marble-like muscles exposed to the eyes of everyone and God without any concealment. His pupils seemed to be pregnant with supreme thunder, majestic and sacred.

What made all the heroes feel even more pressured was the large halo that was faintly forming behind him.

It was as if the weight of the entire world was concentrated on that huge halo.

This is Zeus, who has completed six of the seven chapters of world destruction!

He stood up from the main seat, and the terrifying pressure silenced the gods. He opened his arms and looked at the heroes, especially the beautiful young man who was leading them.

At the banquet a month ago, the appearance of this beautiful young man astonished all the gods, and even the three goddesses who were competing for the golden apple favored him and were willing to hand the golden apple to him.

A month later, he came as promised to apologize, even though he was covered in bruises.

Zeus was very fond of him, both in terms of appearance and character, and this incident can be regarded as a beautiful story of returning to the right path after going astray.

In the new world, the spread of such beautiful stories is necessary to facilitate the establishment of the Kingdom of God.

The true kingdom of God belongs to him, the God Zeus!

"Now that you have seen the Father in Heaven, why don't you bow?" Zeus looked at the heroes and spoke.

Chapter 59: Launch a magnificent betrayal against the God King’s second brother!

The witch Circe was not allowed to participate in this epic of the gods, she could only wait outside.

Only after the heroes paid their respects did Zeus seem to satisfy his vanity.

"Hero Siddilus, you spoke rudely at the wedding of the Sea Goddess, provoking the gods. But later in life, you repented, acknowledged your mistakes, and voluntarily took the blame, enduring endless suffering to come to Olympus. You have now been cleared of your guilt."

Zeus solemnly proclaimed his holy words, held out his hand, and said, "I grant you the right to be the messenger of the gods of Olympus. I name you Tyrael. You will lead me among the mortals and uphold our honor. If you wish, come forward and kiss the back of my hand."

When Zeus finished speaking, the heroes became nervous, and about half of the gods also became nervous and looked at Xue Fa Lun.

Xue Lufen did not say anything. He moved his body with difficulty, like a dying old man, climbing the stairs bit by bit and walking towards Zeus.

The gods did not urge, and everyone held their breath.

The thorns from the abyss can cause great pain to people, and it is said that the degree of this pain is comparable to the poison of a hydra.

And there are countless famous gods and heroes who looked miserable and horrified after being poisoned by Hydra.

However, this hero was able to carry such thorns for seven whole days. This ability was admired by the gods.

After climbing only half of the stairs, Xue Lufeng's body began to twist, his steps became deformed, his legs trembled like spasms, and every breath he took seemed to empty his lungs.

"Tick tock..."

Sweat dripped down the stairs.

Some of the sentimental goddesses have covered their eyes, and tears seem to be swirling in their pupils.

But that person kept going up, step by step.

"Father, please help him." Behind Zeus, the goddess of beauty Aphrodite seemed to be pleading.

Even though she was teased by this mortal in the incident of the golden apple, she would be the most tolerant to all beautiful people. He had already suffered the punishment he deserved and did not need to suffer such torment again.

Zeus slowly closed his eyes, like a statue. After a long moment, he slowly opened his thunderous eyes and said, "This is his final trial, the last of the twelve trials."

"pat..."

10 more steps...

Sweat seemed to soak through his body and the wounds beneath his robe. Even the male gods couldn't help but feel admiration at these scenes.

Whether it was the mortal heroes or the gods, everyone held their breath at this moment, and the entire Mount Olympus was silent.

5 steps, 4 steps...

The hero's body was already shaking, but he seemed to be holding on.

2 steps…

The goddesses all had tears in their eyes, and the gods were silent. Under the witness of the gods, he took the last step and stepped on the steps at the same height as Zeus. He seemed to have lost his life.

Petals fell, the goddesses covered their faces and cried, cheers broke out on Mount Olympus, the goblin picked up the cinnamon branches and put them on Xue Falu's head, and Zeus stretched out his hand, waiting for the ceremony to be completed.

Below, Achilles, who had been sweating with fear, finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the hero Siddarius touched Zeus, their plan would be half successful.

Achilles adjusted his helmet, for what was about to be a fierce and utter battle to the death.

"Uncle, will we win?" He looked at Hector, who was both his mentor and friend, and extended his left fist.

"You will win, kid!" Hector stretched out his right fist and collided with Achilles' left fist.

The next moment, on the throne, the nymphs helped Xue Lufeng take off the thorns on his body, and Xue Lufeng seemed to have recovered. He stepped forward and touched the back of Zeus' hand.

The goddesses cheered, not only because Xue Falu had completed his final trial, but also because Olympus was about to have a single, extremely handsome male god named Tyrael.

However, the gods were stunned, because Xue Lufen suddenly pulled out a short blade from somewhere, and the weak aura he had just had was gone, and he cut his wrist fiercely.

Then, the short blade stained with his blood stabbed at the second brother of Zeus, the father of heaven!

Zeus was stunned. The moment Xue's law touched him, the surging suffering and pain were like a tsunami, piercing his heart and filling his soul.

It was as if all the suffering of Greece was instantly weighing on Him. It was worse than having iron nails pierced into the nail crevices of all ten fingers, watching the knuckles erode bit by bit, and being poisoned by the hydra's poison. It was even more painful than being poisoned a thousand times.

The suffering that swept over him in an instant almost overwhelmed Zeus's consciousness, making his thinking dull. He even watched Xue Lufen draw his sword...

What happened?

"Pull!"

As if committing self-harm, blood spurted out from the aorta, soaking the entire short blade. Xue Lufen no longer had the weak posture he had just had. The short blade soaked in his own blood stabbed fiercely at the lower body of Zeus, the father of heaven.

Time seemed to extend infinitely at this moment, but Zeus could not move, could not think, and his body could not make any movement.

Because at the moment of contact, Xue Law poured all the suffering he had collected with his cursed blood into Zeus' body in an instant, immediately filling his nerves.

That included the suffering of the entire Greece, the suffering and hunger of the lower class, the fatigue and injuries of the warriors, the thorns tainted with the breath of the abyss that lasted for seven whole days and the virus package that Xue Law carefully prepared for Zeus!

Enduring all the disasters and pains, just for this moment!

"Thud!" The blood-stained dagger pierced Zeus's genitals without any resistance. Only then did Zeus seem to awaken from that moment, breaking free from more than a month of accumulated suffering and torment. He staggered back two steps, the pain and the erosion of the virus causing the veins on his face to bulge, as if he were crawling in the dark and twisted.

"Impossible, how could you be..." Blood flowed out of Zeus's lower body, and at this time, the real curse broke out.

That was the fatal curse that Kronos, the second generation Greek god king, cast on Zeus before he was sealed, "Zeus will definitely die at the hands of his youngest offspring."

At this moment, when the short blade stained with Xue Lufen's blood pierced through Zeus's second brother, the curse also broke out. This was the real, heaviest blow to Zeus!

"Impossible, my youngest child should still be in Helen's belly and not born yet. How could it be you? Why would it be you? You deserve to die! You deserve to die!" Zeus suppressed the curse, suffering and virus with all his strength.

With his astonishing wisdom at this moment, he finally understood that Xue Lufen had never repented from the beginning to the end. Everything he did, whether it was his rude remarks during the Golden Apple incident, his subsequent publicity to seek fame, or his forbearance during the final twelve trials and his indifference to the sacrifice of dozens of his companions, was all to reduce his own suspicion and find this opportunity to kill himself!

This man is definitely not a hero, he is a venomous snake, a venomous snake who has been planning for more than a month just to stab at this moment, a most vicious, ruthless, cunning, despicable, shameless and who has put it into action!

The scene at this moment made the watching gods look at each other in bewilderment.

Why did that mortal dare to draw his sword against the Heavenly Father?

Why don't you hide, Heavenly Father? Why would you be hurt by a mortal?

Heavenly Father? What the hell are you doing? Heavenly Father!