Chapter 886: Double Meteor

Su ye fell from the sky and looked at Weicheng Mountain.

The Colossus of Athena is as usual.

Turning his head to look at the pier, the giant statue of Zeus is still the same as usual.

A long sigh sounded beside Su ye.

Su ye's subordinates were about to make a move, but Su ye stopped him with a look.

"Has the scarab amulet worked?" An old man appeared in front of Su ye.

Curly hair, bushy beard, eyes as clear as the sky.

"Teacher Thucydides." Su Ye said.

"That was sent to you by Plato through the hand of Hercules." Thucydides said.

Suye was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said, "I should have thought earlier that there's no need for Akdes to give me Egyptian treasures through someone else's hand."

"I originally thought that after you left Old God Star, you would leave with Palos." Thucydides said.

"I'm going to do what I'm supposed to do."

Thucydides lowered his eyes slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a huge plane portal opened, saying, "Go back to the Demon Prison City, where you are needed more."

"There are some things that haven't been done." Su ye looked at Plato Academy.

"Plato says now is not the time to climb Olympus. You haven't even built the mage's tower yet."

"If the mage's tower is completed, it must be floating above the city of Athens now." Su ye showed regret.

"Go back, kid, Greece doesn't need you anymore. The magic world still needs you," Thucydides said.

"I want to know what's going on inside."

"Go back to the Devil's Prison City, and you will know." Thucydides said.

Su ye looked at Thucydides quietly, at this wise old man.

"I still have things I should do, so I can't leave."

Thucydides frowned slightly.

There was the crisp sound of porcelain breaking.

The two turned to look at the source of the sound.

The shield that trapped Plato Academy cracked, and the golden rune chain was slowly pulled away, disappearing into the void.

The scene in Plato Academy changed instantly.

The mage's tower collapsed, and the crescent moon was dyed into pitch black, leaving only a dilapidated base less than five stories high.

The land of Plato Academy sank tens of meters, emitting thick black smoke, like a fine mist surrounding the dilapidated mage's tower.

Aristotle, with his bulging black robe and flaming blond hair, stood on the dilapidated mage tower.

His eyes were like broken mirrors, with cracks like cobwebs.

Pale red tears flowed slowly.

In his right hand, he held the Ten Dragon Sword Staff.

Blood dripped slowly along the blade of the Ten Dragons Sword Staff.

In his right hand, he was holding an old head.

The head is closed with eyes closed, and the face is kind.

"I love my teacher, and I love the truth even more."

Aristotle said, looking up at the distant Mount Olympus.

There, it seems to be the truth.

In the cloud of divine wrath, huge faces all over the sky were smiling.

Su ye stared blankly at Aristotle and the head in his hand.

Su ye remembered that he used to open the magic book every day, play a magic image of a person, and guard the door.

Even if it's just a magical image, I feel at ease.

Plato.

"Aristotle!" Su ye roared.

Temple of Thundercloud, Mount Olympus.

The dark clouds are dense, the thunder is flickering, carrying a huge golden and bright shrine.

The shrine is magnificent, magnificent and spacious, and the white light pours down from the dome, dazzling and dazzling.

Huge columns stand one after another on both sides, stretching as far as the eye can see.

The white little angels are densely packed around the pillars, flapping their lovely wings and blowing delicate musical instruments, making the empty Zeus Temple echo with melodious music.

Colorful murals line the walls on both sides, one after another, vivid and bright, from the birth of the gods to the enthronement of the god king Zeus.

A jewel-encrusted terrace rises at the end of the hall,

On the high platform, the throne is like a dragon bed, wide and huge, rippling with golden light.

A woman with golden light shining all over her body stood in front of the throne.

The golden gauze was attached to the woman's body, and the long hem hung down on the ground, like a river wind and flowing water, swinging lightly like a stream.

The big V-neck reaches to the lower abdomen, and the creamy skin of wheat color is shining.

The long golden hair seems to be sprinkled with fine alluvial gold, rustling and flowing.

The bright yellow divine sun wheel rotates slowly behind her head, shining brightly in the shrine and in the world.

She was so dazzling that Akedes couldn't even see her face clearly.

Only the majestic and beautiful facial contours can be vaguely seen.

The divine power around Akedes was like a flame flowing upstream from bottom to top.

With a height of three meters, he looks like a little giant made of gold.

"Meet Your Majesty the God Empress."

Akedes half-knelt on the ground, put his left hand on his left knee, pressed his right hand to the ground, and bowed his head deeply.

"You conferred the gods in advance and violated the oracle." The indifferent and mighty voice came out, crashing into the hall like waves.

Akedes couldn't even bear the power of the sound, his body was pushed back by the invisible force.

"I came here this time to ask God for the last thing." Akedes still bowed his head deeply.

"Say."

"Please let Su ye go, this time, just this time." Akedes raised his head with sincere eyes.

"why?"

Akedes was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he smiled miserably: "He is my last friend in this world."

The god's sun wheel behind Hera suddenly lit up, and the majestic power of the gods was blown like a real long wind, and the little angels in the sky screamed and turned into ashes.

Outside the gate, Shenwei suddenly knelt down.

The sea of ​​clouds and thunder that carried the shrine suddenly exploded.

Akedes' body slid back again, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with bright blood.

"How can you compensate my Angel King Legion!" Hera's voice was as cold as ice.

Akedes gritted his teeth and knelt down with his left leg.

Knees on the ground, forehead on the ground.

"From now on, I would like to call myself Hercules."

Hercules' mother was named Acmene.

Acdes, meaning son of Acmene.

Hercules is the Roman translation of Hercules.

Hercules is the name given to him by the gods, which means glory to Hera.

Everyone knows Hercules and Hercules, but few people know Acdes.

"What a good boy." Hera sighed softly.

Hercules breathed a sigh of relief.

"I still want to kill him." Hera's voice sounded again.

Akedes raised his head abruptly, looking at the golden Hera, a strange ray of light vibrated in his eyes.

"I didn't ask you for the death of my mother; I didn't ask you for the death of my teacher; I didn't ask you for the death of my wife and children; I didn't ask you for the death of my friend. Today, I only ask for one thing, and I only save one person. , are you still like this?"

"Are you threatening me with a second Clash of the Titans?"

Acdes stared at Hera.

"Do you think that without you, we can't solve the Titans?" Hera asked sharply.

The violent gale crashed down.

Akedes straightened his neck and stared at Hera.

He didn't move in the wind.

"Back down." The indifferent voice echoed in the hall.

Akedes knelt on his knees, his chest straight, and he didn't move.

Heraping stretched out his right arm, his delicate and white jade arm like milk unfolded, and a golden scepter emerged in his hand. On the tip of the scepter, a shining white peacock slowly opened its tail.

She stretched out her slender fingers and picked off a peacock feather.

In the binoculars, the starry sky rotates, and in an instant, the Greek world emerges.

The world in her eyes zoomed in rapidly, revealing Su ye and Thucydides at the foot of the God of War mountain.

She raised her arm slowly, halfway through, and in the shrine, a divine light shot up into the sky, more dazzling than the light on the roof of the shrine, and brighter than the god's sun wheel behind Hera.

boom……

Akdes's figure was rising steadily, and his divine power changed from the original jet-like light to a golden prominence, which continuously erupted and retracted, and his whole body was like a golden veil fluttering.

His eyes completely turned into pure white light, and his skin condensed into the armor of a titan.

His heart, like a giant drum, gradually accelerated, beating the sky and the earth, vibrating light and air.

boom!

The skin all over Akdes' body suddenly cracked, and traces of liquid thunder light slowly flowed from the wound, sizzling.

The body of a titan, the blood of a thunderbolt.

boom!

Akedes' waist was slightly bent, and the floor of the shrine was cracked under his feet.

His eyes turned from white to red.

The red eyes were like flames, streaming out of the eye sockets and rolling.

The beam of divine power intertwined with gold and blood defended his body, rising upwards, whistling and roaring, like a waterfall against the current.

"I can't even protect the last friend, why should I resist the Titans for you!"

"Today, I, Akdes, are mother, wife, son, teacher, friend, and me! Sweep away the grievances in your heart, and sweep away the hatred in your life!"

boom!

Akedes instantly turned into a human-shaped flame intertwined with gold and blood, stepped out, broke through the space, and punched.

A fist wrapped in white vigor, surrounded by giant beasts, and creatures howling.

Behind him, a phantom mural appeared, mountains and rivers collapsed, and thousands of bones rotted.

boom!

Akedes punched out, and a transparent wall of golden light blocked the two of them.

Ripples rippled and undulated on the wall of golden light.

Hera stood calmly, motionless.

With a roar, Akedes struck out with both fists continuously, a strong wind blew up, and the giant fists burning all over the sky hit the golden wall of light.

The dense ripples rippled and spread.

The divine power is like a flame, burning blazingly.

I don't know how many punches he threw, but Akedes suddenly shook his body, and continued to punch, and continued to punch.

His attack could sink the continent, but it only created ripples that spread continuously on the wall of golden light.

The fire of divine power was extinguished, and cracks spread all over his body.

Akedes stopped and stood with his head bowed.

Heart stops beating.

On the golden light wall, there are dense cracks.

Hera stared at Akedes absentmindedly, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked his head.

Akedes started from scratch, turned into golden light sand, flowing slowly, drifting with the wind.

Only the heart of golden light floated in the air.

"It would be great if it was my child."

After Hera finished speaking slowly, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the city of Athens. Just as she was about to throw the white peacock feather in her hand, she froze for a moment, lowered her head, and looked at her feet.

A palm-sized skirt shattered into powder.

Hera stayed there for a long time, still unable to figure out how the corner of the skirt was broken.

"What a good boy..."

Hera raised her head again, her eyes fell on the empty War God Mountain, she frowned slightly, and then relaxed.

"Then get a little more familiar."

After she finished speaking, her gaze shifted to the pale golden transparent heart.

The throat rolls lightly, the corners of the mouth are moist.

She stretched out her hand and slowly held the transparent heart, her arms trembling slightly.

The throat keeps rolling.

A thick giant arm with its back to Hera stretched out from behind.

On the giant arm, thunder is surrounded, and dark clouds are billowing.

Hera swallowed, and slowly put the transparent heart into the giant arm.

The giant arm is retracted.

"Crunch... crunch..."

The chewing sound is crisp and resounds through the shrine.

The corner of Hera's mouth was crystal clear.

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