The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

"Son of man, penetrate the gods!"

The bloody spear turned into a stream of light and faced Zeus directly.

At this moment, Zeus once again recalled the rebellion against Kronos thousands of years ago. The memory solidified at this moment. Zeus was horrified to find that the ones who really killed him were not those mortal heroes, not his children and brothers and sisters, and certainly not this hero Cydrus!

What really killed me was the young and ambitious self of mine!

The spear he threw at Kronos when he was young hit himself thousands of years later.

The spear pierced through Zeus, penetrated the distance between the underworld and the human world, penetrated the atmosphere of the planet, and turned into a meteor and flew into the unknown depths of the universe.

On August 25, 1208 BC, Zeus, the king of the gods, was confirmed dead.

……

In the space of consciousness, it seemed that he had returned to that cliff. This time, Xue Lufen walked forward and saw the great sage again.

"Old thing..." Xue Lufeng read slowly.

"You have grown up." The great sage said with satisfaction. The blood in his hand swirled and a drop of blood appeared.

"Don't be sad. The great sage Joshua died some time ago. Only a ghost remains, surviving to pass on his legacy to his successors."

"This is my final gift for you. I've added an 'overclocking module' and a 'storage module' to this device. The overclocking module will allow you to think dozens of times faster in a short period of time, just like the special training that old undead gave you."

"As for the storage module, I have stored all my knowledge in it. Once you reach a certain level, the corresponding knowledge will be automatically unlocked."

The great sage Taotao kept talking, as if he was making arrangements for his final affairs, or as if he was paving the final path for Xue Lufa.

"Why did the world choose me?" asked Xue Lufeng.

The great sage was silent for a long time before he sighed, "Perhaps the world will choose the one with the greatest potential for success. You have done well, but I have failed the world's expectations."

The old man seemed to be reminiscing. Xue Lufen saw the appearance of the little wizard who was very familiar in the great sage's memory. He received the world's protection and distress signal, but he failed.

The insect swarm escaped the magic circle and an insect plague broke out that swept across the entire planet.

In the end, it was the same scene that had been repeated dozens of times: the little wizard and the short-haired girl fled from their home planet, but in the end only the little wizard escaped.

"As for the source of my power, it's because I am the last 'demon' in the universe." The great sage said, putting his hand on Xue Lufa's shoulder.

"My race, known as 'Majin', are born magical elves. Of course, this is now a thing of the past. Ever since the destruction of my home planet, I have single-handedly taken on the souls of billions of my compatriots."

"This is the source of my strength, but also my curse."

"And now, the last demon in the universe has died, and his curse has been lifted."

The old man's words silenced Xue Lufeng. He suddenly realized why that scene had become his lifelong nightmare. Because the Great Sage, like Xue Lufeng, had also become the guardian of the world, but he did not complete it. Instead, he escaped...

Therefore, the little wizard died that summer.

"By the way, the people who saved me called themselves the 'Interstellar Column'. If you are lucky enough to meet them, just tell them that I am completely dead and that they don't need to contact me anymore."

"Sorry, kid, I've been a bit long-winded. I see that in your future, you will meet many friends. They may have their own thoughts and goals."

"But everyone you meet dies with the most passionate dreams."

"Thank you for being willing to take this path I have arranged for you."

Xue Falun looked at the great sage. At this time, the old man had become so transparent that he was almost invisible, with only his afterimage remaining.

"Old man, can we meet again?" Xue Lufen said.

"I can only go so far. From now on, the future is yours." The great sage smiled.

"Goodbye... No, goodbye forever, my most proud student."

Xue Lufa took the cursed blood, stepped over Joshua's body, and walked forward.

The great sage smiled, as if the inheritance was completed. He turned his back to Xue Lufen and walked backwards.

With every step he took, his body grew younger.

The gray beard disappeared, the white robe on his body turned into a small wizard robe, and the strong muscles turned back into a thin body.

And when he took the last step, the great sage completely turned into a little wizard wearing glasses, about thirteen or fourteen years old.

He pushed open the door and saw a short-haired girl outside waving at him with food, just like the summer when he was a teenager.

"I'm here!" The little wizard waved his arms to the girl, just like he did two hundred years ago.

He walked up and took the short-haired girl's hand. The two walked farther and farther away, and this summer was gradually disappearing. The flames burned them out, and they turned into points of light and disappeared in the summer of more than two hundred years ago.

On August 1208, 8 BC, the last demon was confirmed dead.

Chapter 65 Greek Postscript

"The method of transforming from a worldly god to a god of faith loses its physical entity, but can it be immortal at the level of spiritual belief..." Athena looked at the method given by the great sage.

Become a god of faith and survive the Twilight of the Gods.

"So everyone, would you rather become a god of faith and live forever, or would you rather die in Ragnarok as you are now?" Athena looked at the gods and said,

"You can test the sharpness of my sword. I have finished speaking. Who agrees and who disagrees?"

On the same day, a major reshuffle began in Olympus. It seemed like a war of gods, but also like the twilight of the gods.

……

On August 1208, 8 BC, Zeus, the king of gods, was confirmed dead.

That day, countless people saw the reverse-flying meteors tearing apart the false sky until the end of the world.

On that day, the plague, war, famine and death that had spread across the Greek land disappeared, and the survivors knelt on the ground, thanking the gods for their mercy.

On that day, the gods disappeared from people's sight, and no fourth-generation God King appeared. It is said that under coercion, the gods all turned into faith and scattered around the world, and the Age of Gods ended.

Some say that the heroes of the Thunder killed Zeus, but they also died in a foreign land.

Some people also say that it was the internal strife among the gods that caused their disappearance.

Rumors abound, but life goes on.

People were unaware of this and built statues of the gods, but from then on, there were no more miracles or divine punishments.

The world is back on track.

On the island of Alipotripa, at the entrance to the underworld.

Achilles struggled to move away from the rock wall, his gray pupils looking around.

There were no corpses, no wreckage of the Tianting, only dead silence.

He walked towards the cave entrance in a daze. Zeus's attack did not kill him because he was immortal, but even so, he was stumbling like a walking corpse at this moment.

"Achilles..." A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Achilles' pupils instantly regained their spirit, and he looked in the direction of the sound. It was Odysseus in the River Styx, the hero famous for his wisdom. He was now soaking in the River Styx, holding a wooden box.

"Odysseus! You're okay, you're still alive! That's great! That's great!" He covered his face and cried, trying to crawl to his best friend.

"What about the others? Is anyone else alive?" His joy and tears mixed with the mud as he stumbled, as if trying to get good news from his best friend, good news that Xediles and Hector were still alive...

"Don't come near, Achilles." Odysseus' voice came, and Achilles stopped instantly, standing there in a daze.

"Everyone is dead, including Odysseus. What's left here is just the remnant soul of 'Odysseus'." As he said this, he pushed the wooden box to the shore and next to Achilles.

"This is our last will, Achilles. Take our will and our last souls and lead them home..." Odysseus had already slowly sunk into the Styx.

"This is the last story of ancient Greece, and also the last epic..."

Achilles was stunned. He looked at the wooden box filled with their suicide notes at his feet and stared at the River Styx with a dead look.

There were still some residual souls in the Styx making unwilling sounds, but he could not hear any sound at this time. He picked up the wooden box and moved forward mechanically like a rusty spring.

Before the dawn, someone chose to light himself. Beside the burning light, there was no applause, no crying.

All that remains are the lonely ghosts sinking in the River Styx.

"Little devil! You're still alive!" Suddenly, a woman's voice interrupted Achilles.

The transformed witch Circe rushed here all the way from Olympus. Seeing Achilles still alive, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Yes, Achilles is still alive, so the other heroes must be alive too! Especially Sildenas, my Sildenas, he must still be alive! He must be!

She so longed for it, and so yearned for it.

"I was saying, how could a hero as noble as Achilles die?" She seemed to be convinced that her hero was still alive. She put her hands on her hips and said arrogantly to the little brat Achilles.

Achilles silently reached into the wooden box, took out the suicide note with the name of Cedrus written on it, walked forward and handed the suicide note to her.

"Xediles is dead, everyone is dead, only I am alive..." Achilles said these words like a puppet, "This is his last will and testament. Xediles has no relatives, so I leave it to you."

"Huh?" Circe was stunned after taking the papyrus.

Even though Achilles had left, she didn't notice. She just stood there in a daze, looking at Xue Falu's last suicide note in her hand. For some reason, tears couldn't be controlled and flowed down her face, wetting the papyrus.

She kept wiping her tears, but they were like a river bursting its banks, totally out of control.

It was not until she opened the papyrus that she saw Xue Falu's last words.

[Starting from me, future generations no longer need to look up to the gods]

"pat..."

Tears dripped onto the papyrus, and Circe hurriedly took away the papyrus. She stood there blankly, at a loss as to what to do.

It was as if she had lost all her strength, and she lost everything again.

At this time, a white owl arrived and calmly narrated: "If you are willing to wait, 3200 years later, in the far east, you will find a similar flower."

"A similar flower?" she murmured softly, looking towards the distant east.

……

The story ends here.

There were 32 heroes on the Tianting, 31 of whom died, and the only survivor was Achilles.

He carries the last souls of his best friends on his shoulders, and he will walk all over Greece with his own feet to lead the souls of his best friends back home.

This is his personal eternal martyrdom and also the last heroic story of ancient Greece.

Hundreds of years later, the Greeks were still puzzled by the disappearance of the Age of Gods, and there were different legends in different places.

Until a bard named Homer found several suicide notes of the 32 heroes of the Thunder, and he gradually restored the truth of that year.

For the rest of his life, the bard named Homer traveled throughout Greece, eventually collecting the 24 testaments left by the heroes of the Thunder.

From the information in these suicide notes, he completely reconstructed the plan and deeds of killing Zeus.

From the incident of the golden apple to the death of Zeus, the bard Homer spent his entire life recording them and spreading them throughout the world.

At the same time, he also testified from other collected materials that in the end there was a hero who survived and returned all the suicide notes to the heroes' hometowns, leading their souls back to their homeland.

The bard spent his entire life trying to restore the stories of the past.

This story is called "The Iliad and the Iliad".

The subsequent story of the 32 heroes returning home is called "Odyssey"...

Chapter 66 God-killing Armor - Thunderbolt

Hundreds of years later, in the House of the Decrees in Athens.

Young Socrates was cleaning the library when he found an ancient papyrus in an ancient book.

Being well-versed in Homer's epics, he instantly realized that this might be a precious record left over from the Age of Gods. He immediately opened Homer's epics and then opened the papyrus very preciously.

[Starting from me, future generations no longer need to look up to the gods]

It was written on papyrus, faded to the point of being almost invisible.

However, the young Socrates felt like he had found a treasure.

Because he discovered that this was the final suicide note of one of the 32 heroes! It was a suicide note that even Homer had never found.

He left the church excitedly, and at the door of the church, he saw a father and son taking their child to watch the stars.

"Dad, why are the stars in the sky so bright?" asked the child.

"Because those fallen heroes are watching over us," Dad said with a smile. "Because of this, we can live a stable life."

……