Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Not to mention Ye's handsome silver-haired face, coupled with this scene of blood-stained chest and abdominal muscles, the effect was simply too strong.

If Athena weren't in the form of an owl, Ye would probably be seeing this usually composed goddess lose her composure for the first time.

At this moment, the owl's gaze was vacant, yet it stared intently at the night, unable to look away.

And Achilles himself needs no further explanation—

Although he is not Nan Tong, not Nan Tong, not Nan Tong—I'll say it three times because it's important.

but--

At this moment, it is actually the one whose emotions are most intense and fluctuating wildly.

His mouth gaped open, and that night he finally completed the complete stripping of the armor. The solid blood and skin that had been stripped away, hot as magma, transformed into the armor that Achilles was familiar with in a burst of light.

However, some blood-red patterns appeared on the armor's design.

This makes it appear more ancient and sacred, with a kind of ancient mythological beauty.

Compared to the previous overly dazzling armor resembling that of a Gold Saint, the current armor has a more restrained brilliance. While still stylish, it has moved away from being flashy and impractical, becoming a design that combines both style and quality.

That night, he returned the armor to Achilles with both hands, and then plunged his spear into the earth.

Achilles' body remained incredibly stiff—he couldn't recover for a long time.

Especially when you see the reddish bloodstains on the spear tip, and the armor where blood and gold blend together, it seems that the armor's power has been sublimated and become even stronger.

But the thought that the armor on it was made up of the blood of his friends made Achilles feel incredibly heavy and hot in his hands.

For the first time, I had this feeling—

Even though they were holding their own things, they felt like despicable thieves.

It was as if this armor should have belonged to the hero destined by that day, but his jealousy, greed, and reluctance to part with it forced him to endure this pain that he should not have had to bear.

Achilles' pupils began to contract, and his whole body trembled violently. At this moment, an infinitely dark emotion surged in his heart—a surging, intense, complex sense of guilt and nausea.

What—what have I done?!

Even the domineering words at the end of the night, that he would lash out with the whip of utter defeat upon their next meeting, failed to immediately rouse Achilles' fighting spirit; instead, he became even more disoriented!

"I--"

Glug... Achilles swallowed hard, feeling his throat incredibly dry. His usually confident, arrogant, and unrestrained soul was now unable to utter a single word.

"Thank you...!" In the end, he could only say this to Ye, who had returned his armor, and then fell silent.

Athena was moved: "Griffiths—you!!"

Then, the owl's fiery eyes locked onto the night without blinking. She silently flew to the night's shoulder and landed close to it, then used her divine power to heal the night.

She could hardly contain her affection and love for this perfect hero, this human being!

She always longed for the full range of human possibilities, for the goodness and beauty of humanity, for courage, noble spirit, wisdom and strength, and for powerful musical talent. The more you learn about this hero, the more you will discover—

There was not a single entity in all of Greece that was similar to it.

Even if there are one or two flowers that are similar in some aspects, they will be much inferior in other aspects.

This is simply an extremely rare hero, with multiple layers of rarity—alternate skin, mirror shatter, UR, and a must-have card! Ah, Artemis—why wasn't it Griffiths whom I discovered before you?

This fate is just too unfair!

Chapter 130 Even the sun's radiance will tremble for you, noble one.

Even Brices, the weakest among them, was anxiously pacing around Night, wanting to help but unsure how to alleviate Night's pain.

Although Ye was covered in blood, the actual situation was not as terrible as it appeared, and it was not worth the three of them being so nervous and concerned.

Even with his powerful dragon regenerative abilities, if Athena's divine healing had been a second later, he would have healed himself.

LOL!

Ye, however, remained outwardly calm, saying, "I'm fine..."

He even went so far as to comfort Bryce and the others, then smiled and said, "So everything that needed to be done has been done, now—"

However, before he could finish speaking, the air suddenly began to heat up and became scorching hot.

Athena, perched on Night's shoulder, suddenly tensed and uttered a word that made everyone present change their expressions: "God!"

It seemed that everything that had just happened here was witnessed not only by Ye and his two companions, but also by others. And so—a god descended once more!

"This scorching heat... even the earth seemed to be crackling and popping from being baked."

Athena, "It's definitely the sun goddess—!"

The goddess's voice rang in their ears.

A sudden chill ran through them. The Sun God?

A path of radiance unfolded from the distant horizon, filled with golden light, before turning into a blazing inferno.

Night, Achilles and his companions witnessed an incredibly wondrous scene—

It was a carriage—four horses, their bodies radiating a dazzling, warm golden light like the sun, pulling a carriage with a body made of gold.

Night: —! Helios, the sun god?

Unlike Apollo, who only had partial divine favoritism, this one was the true sun god.

Before the chariot even descended upon the earth, the night already felt an unbearable heat rising around it, the atmosphere was heating up—! Even the surrounding greenery began to turn yellow and scorch at a visible speed—some trees even began to spontaneously combust.

Just as Athena was about to reprimand them upon seeing this,

The glorious chariot has vanished!

But divine power still shrouded this land.

Then a deep male voice sounded from behind them.

"Hero Griffith—!"

what? !

The group turned and walked away, and then they saw a handsome young man. According to the myth, he was a young man with a handsome appearance, and sometimes he would appear on earth in a purple robe that symbolized nobility.

However, Helios, who arrived on a chariot, revealed to Ye and the others a warrior-like, powerful physique and a suit of armor. His heroic image and good looks would have led Ye and the others to mistake him for the god of war at first glance if they hadn't already seen what Ares looked like.

"Helios—! What brings you here?" Athena could no longer sit still. She leaped down from Night's shoulder and transformed into a beautiful goddess, standing in front of Griffiths—unyielding.

The other party's intentions were all too obvious; they were heading straight for Griffith.

Could it be another god who came with the same idea as that idiot Ares?

Helios: "There's no need to be so wary of me, Athena. I just happened to be passing by in the sky and saw some interesting things, so I descended. You should know—even though I never intentionally observe, every day when I pull the sun chariot across the sky, I always inadvertently notice many sights that mortals don't notice."

Helios's words made Athena lower her guard slightly.

Well, it's just a little bit.

After all, this guy really does have nothing better to do.

Although every day he was responsible for pulling the sun chariot around the entire Greek world to ensure the sun rose in the east and set in the west.

But the carriage had already been arranged on a fixed route, so Helios could have done whatever he wanted and freely admired the beauty of the world.

It is said that the sun god informed Ares, the god of war, that he and Athena were caught having an affair by Hephaestus.

Through the sunlight streaming into the Vulcan Palace, he saw Ares and Aphrodite inside the temple.

It can be said that this deity can see any place where the sun shines.

certainly--

Although he could see and hear everything in the world, his energy was limited, and he obviously couldn't be paying attention to every single thing happening in the world all the time.

But this absolutely does not include Greece.

In this Greek camp favored by the gods—

The commotion caused by Ares and Athena can be traced back to the battle between Artemis and Athena a few days prior.

The gods were all very curious about how things would unfold.

Helios paid more attention and unexpectedly made a discovery.

"Hero Griffith...!" Helios, the sun god, called out once more.

Knowing that hiding was useless, Ye still stepped forward this time. As long as it wasn't a god like the God of War who couldn't be communicated with, he was still willing to try to talk to him.

Ye Wei bowed slightly and calmly asked, "Great sun god Helios, what instructions do you have for me?"

Although we don't know why the sun god came, we just hope he doesn't come like Ares, a powerful figure who locks up men.

Helios simply exclaimed in admiration, "I saw it all! From your contest with Achilles to your noble sacrifice, the armor torn from your flesh—!"

Even the sun's brilliance was awestruck. Poor, yet—noble people.

The sun god's gaze held a hint of pity—but he quickly felt that to feel pity for such a noble soul was a disgrace…

That proud soul, driven by ideals, friendship, and the determination to defeat its formidable rivals once again.

That heroic light of warriors must not be desecrated.

In an era dominated by selfishness, where even heroes show no shame and reveal their greedy side—how can there still be such noble souls?

It is precisely because I am in the sky, on the sun, and have witnessed so much human intrigue and scheming that I can appreciate how precious the will of the night truly is.

“I ask you—Griffiths, are you not worried?” Helios suddenly spoke.

Night: "What are you worried about?"

"Strip your strong body of armor, so that your limbs may be torn to pieces due to the dismemberment of your body, and suffer such a severe injury!"

Don't you feel the slightest fear about this? Especially the possibility of facing Achilles at his peak, fully armed, in a weaker state without the power of his divine artifacts. Aren't you afraid of losing?

Helios believed that every warrior must desire victory.

Just like when he competed with Achilles in the night before, he showed heartfelt joy at the moment of victory.

He had seen heroes who lost themselves in the pursuit of victory and glory, resorting to any means necessary.

But Griffith did the opposite.

And when faced with the sun god's confusion and questions, amidst the pairs of eyes that looked over, craning their necks in anticipation.

Achilles couldn't help but stare intently at Ye's back, eager to know what the man was really thinking.