The World of Deities - Chapter 1235
Rome’s most elite army is fully deployed.
Magicians all over Greece have issued a call, hoping that more people will defend Greece against Rome.
Countless news circulated in the world.
It turned out that Magic Xinguang Suye had already attacked the battlefield at dusk.
Zeus lowered the sword of divine punishment and started the destruction of the world.
In a large mansion, in front of the magic mirror, the old Sanctuary magician slowly turned to the mirror and skillfully helped his great-granddaughter comb her hair.
The old man took the hand of his great-great granddaughter with a sweet smile and walked outside the family hall and stood at the door.
The family members stood up solemnly.
At the door, two figures, one black and one red, held hands.
“Grandpa…” The head of the family looked at the old man embarrassedly.
The old man hunched his back slightly, his face covered with age spots, his eyebrows fell out, his eyes were squinted, and his lips were inverted.
The old man waved his hand to stop his grandson’s words.
“I know what you think. This time, I have to join the war.”
“From the time I got to know Su Ye, I didn’t understand one thing. Is it so important to make the world a little better? Isn’t it important to make yourself better? Why? Why should
I take care of other people’s affairs? I never understand.” “Until Hult passed away a few years ago, I didn’t understand.”
“You know, after leaving Plato Academy, I never went to war again. I don’t want to die. , I want to live and stay alive.”
“I think it is meaningless for Hott to turn from a fighter to a mage. I think all that Su Ye has done is meaningless.”
“Until the sword of punishment comes, until I find out. , Maybe Shandora has disappeared with this world before she grows up.” The old man glanced at the great-great-granddaughter beside him.
Shandora glared at her grandpa with a sweet smile, but couldn’t understand what he said.
The old man slowly straightened his body and scanned the family.
“I combed Shandora’s hair while recalling the changes in the human world over the years.”
“In the first year of knowing Su Ye, he was of little importance to mankind.”
“In the tenth year of knowing Su Ye , he was insignificant to mankind.” Said, he is still insignificant.”
“However, with the passage of time, Su Ye is more and more important
to mankind .” “Now, for mankind, Su Ye is the only hope.”
“Su Ye is there. At that time, many things I did were insignificant and meaningless, but when everything was superimposed on top of one another, the grandeur shone and shined forever.”
“I have measured it with the eyes of more than ten years, but I can’t understand it; I have measured it with decades of eyes, Unable to understand; when I took a hundred years as a ruler, I was barely qualified to measure this great one ten thousandth.”
“I finally understand the meaning of Su Ye’s existence.”
“I also finally understand, it turns out that he really wants to protect The whole world.”
“It’s like, I really want to protect Shandora.”
Albert squeezed the face of his great-granddaughter, his body was shining with magical brilliance, his body slowly stood upright, and the wrinkles gradually disappeared, slowly. Slow young and healthy.
Every time he takes a step, his breath strengthens.
The moment he walked out of the house, the light of legend rose up into the sky, swinging through the sky.
God Realm, the battlefield at dusk.
Olympus is beyond the planet.
Standing in outer space, Su Ye took another step. He wanted to step to the gate of the shrine, but he was blocked by the mighty force and appeared at the foot of Olympus Mountain.
This is a huge mountain that looks very similar to Olympus in Greece, but it is a thousand times bigger.
At the foot of the green hill, stood a familiar figure.
The henhouse-like black hair is topped with a laurel crown, a rumpled black robe, a ten-dragon sword stick in his right hand, and a faint smile on his face.
The sharp blade of time left clear nicks on his skin.
“We meet again.” Aristotle smiled.
Su Ye nodded slightly and sighed softly.
“You are getting old for more than a hundred years.” Su Ye looked at Aristotle with strange eyes.
“Are you still blaming me?”
Su Ye’s expression changed slightly.
The Battle of Plato ended that year. On the ruins of the academy, Aristotle grabbed Plato’s head, looked towards Olympus Mountain, and said the famous saying, I love my teacher and love the truth more.
Suddenly, the ends of Aristotle’s black hair slowly dyed golden.
Those golden colors are like flames, slowly spreading upward.
Aristotle sighed softly and said: “I can’t help it, but fortunately you have arrived.” As he
said, the magic of the whole body was rippling, intertwined with strange city phantoms, isolating the inside and outside.
Aristotle handed out a gray rock sickle stained with black stains.
The surface of the sickle is cratered, the blade is rough and sharp, and it is stained with weathered black blood.
In the blood stains, there seemed to be worms squirming.
“Grey golden sickle?” Su Ye took over this famous artifact in disbelief.
Made by Gaia, used by the second-generation Cronus, slashed the first-generation king Uranus, and even chopped off his key parts.
The gray-gold sickle has the power to suppress all the blood of Uranus.
Zeus is the grandson of Uranus.
“Is this the reason Odin didn’t let me kill you?”
Aristotle smiled, magic power surged around his body, and the translucent city phantom gradually expanded and became solid.
In a blink of an eye, a city that was exactly the same as Athens a hundred years ago opened up
the center of the city, the Plato Academy.
The center of the Plato Academy is the Mage Tower.
On the top of the mage tower, there are two statues standing.
One Socrates, one Plato.
Su Ye was stunned for a moment and muttered to himself: “The ideal country…”
Aristotle laughed happily and said: “The teacher’s heart is very, very cruel. He is extremely cruel to me, a student, and forced me to kill. He died, standing in the ruins of bleeding blood, but put all hope on you. However, he gave the ideal country to me. I am his favorite student.”
“Of course…” Su Ye The voice is low.
A magnificent and magnificent 10,000-meter bow with numerous gemstones emerges behind Apollo.
The main artifact, the bow of the sun.
Under the golden light, the golden color on Aristotle’s hair increased rapidly, and his black hair quickly decreased.
When he was in the land of creation, Su Ye had a distracted communication with Apollo and learned something.
Later, Odin said that Aristotle could not be killed, and Euclid said to be careful of Aristotle before, and everything was slowly connected together.
Until Aristotle saw the bow of the sun and the ideal country.
Zeus sent his favorite son, Apollo, to come to the world, occupy the body of mortals, and learn philosophy and magic.
But at the moment Apollo understood philosophy, he was not just Apollo.
Suddenly, Aristotle’s body swelled, his face distorted, and his various expressions seemed to be a group of people fighting together.
“I…I am Apollo, the son of Zeus, how can I subdue to mortals…” Aristotle’s hair suddenly turned golden, blond frantically, and the sun rolled in his eyes.
The vast divine power swayed the world, rushing the clouds to obscure the sun.
In the next moment, the golden color receded halfway, Aristotle’s hair was half-gold and half-black, and in his eyes, the fire of the sun was erupting and his face was hideous.
“I am the god of light and the sun, and I am not going to extinguish the fire. How can I fall behind the fire-stealing Prometheus. Today, I will light the fire of the new world and shine forever on the world!”
Aristotle’s expression was exceptionally calm.
In the next instant, the golden color in his hair disappeared, and his head was completely black.
At this moment, Aristotle turned into a giant of ten thousand meters, holding the bow of the sun, looking down on the world.
He draws his bow, and countless brilliance is condensed on the bowstring, converging into a huge golden arrow burning with flames.
Suddenly, the ideal country shattered into countless white lights, wrapped in golden arrows, and dyed pure white.
Aristotle looked out of the mountain and took a deep look at Su Ye.
“I love my teacher and love the truth more. You are the truth.”
After speaking, Aristotle smiled brightly and turned around abruptly . His body and divine bow suddenly turned into golden dust, and the sky was filled with white light, and countless human voices filled the air. Between heaven and earth.
The noise of the city, the chaotic sound of pots and pans, the loud reading, the whisper of the lover, the sound of hammers, the heavy footsteps… Countless sounds sounded in unison, converging into an immortal movement.
“I, Aristotle, as a mortal, step on the old days and lift up the new glory!”
The giant white light arrow flies through the void like a pure white lightning, tearing through the clouds from bottom to top, penetrating the protection, carrying a terrifying spiral light pattern, penetrating the main gate of the palace of God, crushing the gods, smashing the incarnation of Zeus, and penetrating the god Hou Hera’s chest nailed her to the mural of the King of Gods.
The sword feather vibrated and resounded across the sky.
“Take off the old days and lift up the new glory…”
The arrow of the gods burst, and a magnificent sun suddenly rose, burst the palace of the gods, and razed the Olympus mountain.
The divine light swept across, and the sky fire rushed up to the top of the battlefield at dusk.
Su Ye looked at the sacred fire of the sun erupting in the sky and sighed softly.
Suddenly, a big thunder hand fell from the sky, and with a light wave, it extinguished the flame.
“Odin and Plato have worked hard for so long, but they only control one of my sons. It’s too weak.” In
the ruins on the top of the mountain, the wind was hunting, Zeus’s white hair was swaying in the wind, and thunder was flowing all over his body.
The skin is white and tender like a baby, and all the scars disappeared.
The breath of the pinnacle god king rose to the sky, bright like a holy light, shattering the space, and countless space fragments shattered into clouds and mist, covering hundreds of thousands of miles in the sky.
Outside the battlefield at dusk, if the gods under the main god look at Zeus, electricity will inevitably appear in their eyes and their brains will crack.
Zeus looked down at Su Ye, his eyes rolled like thunder stars.
The golden-yellow god sun wheel behind him slowly rotates, and the pressure of the god king forms layers of ripples visible to the naked eye, pressing down from top to bottom.
In an instant, tens of thousands of layers of space ripples flowed in front of Su Ye.
Behind Su Ye, the wheel of the god sun suddenly shook, and the breath of the thousand-fold divine power rose to the sky, shattering the ripples in the space and shaking away the coercion of the god king.
Zeus was stunned for a while, the main god and even the god king who watched the battle from a distance were stunned for a moment.
I have never seen such an outrageous god in my life!
“Sure enough, it’s different.” Zeus nodded gently.
Su Ye stepped up and said as he walked: “Many years ago, when I first entered Plato Academy, Teacher Nidern asked me a question. If Master Plato asked me to climb Mount Olympus, my first thought would be What? My answer at the time was to find a way to climb. But my real idea is to ask Plato, why did he let me climb Olympus?”
Zeus held the thunder spear in his right hand, and stood upright.
“Now, I have my own answer.”
“When a mortal thinks, the god laughs.” Zeus smiled.
“I make you unable to laugh.” Su Ye said indifferently.
The distant gods secretly wiped a sweat, and Su Ye really didn’t regard Zeus as the king of gods.