Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

At this moment, he looked over with murderous eyes and questioned coldly.

Philoctetes said nothing, but poured Poseidon's divine power into the arrow and slowly drew the bow—at this moment, the true etheric waves on the bow, several times more terrifying than when directly fighting the night, rippled outwards.

Upon sensing the energy intensity that was enough to kill him, the ocean guard's expression changed drastically.

"you--!!"

Whoosh! The arrow, like a beam of light, blasted past in an instant, as if a soaring dragon were roaring.

The marine guard was instantly blasted into dust before he even had a chance to react.

'I'm sorry, I'm an undercover agent.' That seemed to be the very thing, an arrow that spoke volumes through actions rather than words.

This terrifying destructive power seems to indirectly indicate that Philotetes was just playing around when he fought Night, and didn't use his true strength at all.

Philoctetes, a veteran archer and a good teammate of the great hero Hercules of the previous era, wielding the divine bow used by Hercules in his lifetime and infused with the power of Poseidon, had not performed much better than Idomeneus.

Clearly, he had been faking it all along—the moment the Ocean Guardian realized this, which was also the moment of his death, he no longer had the chance to tell his beloved Sea God the news.

certainly--

On this battlefield now under the spotlight of countless eyes, the sharpshooter who so openly and honestly killed the Sea God's Guard seems to have made no attempt to hide his intentions.

He was not afraid of Poseidon's revenge afterward. Not to mention that he would be killed once this time, his separated soul and power would also be completely destroyed. Even if the main body was still alive, Poseidon's power would be severely damaged.

Moreover, his friend Hercules would protect him, and he could simply go to the temple of Hercules to retire and live out his days, since he was already quite old anyway.

After eliminating the sea god's guards, Philothetes approached Griffith, who was now being protected by the goddess Athena.

He began, "Thank you for killing Telepolemus. I thank you on behalf of Telephorus and the others..."

That shameless scoundrel who killed his own uncle finally got what he deserved.

I didn't come here to capture you. I intended to help you escape when you needed it, but it seems I underestimated your strength.

"I'm preparing to leave this battlefield, Griffith."

Philoctetes and the night actually had no conflict or reason to be enemies.

The reason he appeared with Idomeneus at the Night's interception was out of respect for the sons of Hercules. He had originally planned to help Night, but at the crucial moment, he would betray them and kill Idomeneus. However, he didn't expect Night to be so strong—

He quickly killed Idomeneus and almost came after him. If Ares, the god of war, hadn't appeared in time, he might not have had a chance to explain before being killed by Griffith.

Just thinking about that outcome is incredibly shameful.

Although he eventually defeated Poseidon's guards, Philotetes felt that he hadn't really helped much. He thought that he was going to leave the battlefield anyway, and he probably wouldn't need to use weapons again.

When Philoctetes was stranded on a deserted island last time, helpless and desperately waiting to die, he was already tired of war. This time, he could find a reason to leave and go to his old friend Hercules.

"This bow—it was given to me by Hercules before his ascension to heaven, and now... I am giving it to you."

"Brave and fearless Griffith, I think—for the sake of your slaying of Telepoles, Hercules would surely agree if he knew I was giving you the divine bow." Having said this, Philoctetes placed the divine bow, destined to kill Paris, before Night. He seemed to have accomplished his mission, his entire being relaxed and magnanimous. After respectfully bowing to Athena, he calmly departed.

Throughout the entire process, the main theme was a calm and detached attitude, devoid of worldly desires.

Although his body was unable to move or even make a sound, he could still hear and see what was happening outside.

? !

At this moment, he felt a strange sense of unease.

Good heavens—someone sent another divine artifact?

Why did he use the word 'again'?

Although every gift he gave was reasonable, he didn't deliberately try to gain favor with these people.

You give away such rare divine artifacts one by one without feeling any remorse?

You're behaving like saints! What are those heroes who would sell their possessions for a good piece of equipment, drooling with envy, supposed to think? (Yes, I'm talking about you—Diomedes!)

Diomedes shed bitter tears—! This time, not only were the divine artifacts gone, but even the great feat of defeating the god of war had turned to ashes.

It seems the promised Goddess Blessing trial card is also gone?

Athena: "Go to sleep. Leave the rest to me. When you wake up, everything will be over. There won't be any more danger after that."

As she used her divine power to heal Night's body, the goddess Athena murmured softly.

Then, after a night of intense exertion, I fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Athena sensed that an army was approaching from the direction of Troy.

This is also why she made a promise to Ye.

After the God of War was defeated, Athena didn't even need these soldiers; she could use her divine power to take Night away without any worries.

Although this will interfere with the opponent's hero trial.

All hardships are trials on the path to heroism; the gods are supposed to be guides, not participants, but—

This hero is clearly different; more than one deity has already abandoned all pretense of honor for him.

"Is that so? Poseidon, Ares! You two are really in a sorry state, aren't you? You've really embarrassed yourselves this time, haven't you? Hahahahahaha!" At this moment, in the Olympian heavens, the gods were gathered together, and Hermes was letting out a hearty laugh.

Its overly frankness even made people wonder if it was actually sarcasm or ridicule.

Regardless of their intentions, Poseidon and Ares's faces turned ashen and grim after hearing these words.

What a joke.

Even now, Poseidon and Ares can't understand how they, the two chief gods, could lose to Athena and Griffith.

Even if neither side is a deity in their true form acting on their own.

But that was a two-on-one battle, the combined power of two gods against one chief god. Why would they lose? How could they possibly lose? What reason could they possibly have to lose?

Chapter 148 God of Illusions, the best power to cause trouble is to steal accounts!

But we still lost! A loss is a loss.

"Hmph—!!" Poseidon snorted coldly, turned around and left. He couldn't stay on Mount Olympus for another second, especially after losing face in front of Zeus and Hades, which greatly stimulated his proud heart.

He prepared to return to his temple in the ocean.

Meanwhile, Zeus, who had been silent on the throne of the gods at the highest point, suddenly spoke up after watching Poseidon leave, asking Helios, "Sun god, that spear was your divine weapon, wasn't it?"

Finally, Zeus, the king of the gods, asked Helios a particularly intriguing question.

That means the sun god himself, wielding his divine spear, was confident he could defeat the combined forces of Poseidon and Ares.

……

...Meanwhile, on the other side.

In a small city-state near Troy.

Since the god of war was frightened away by Zeus's thunderbolt, some of the city-states he had previously attacked, as well as several neighboring ones, have been recaptured by Hector and his army.

Although the city walls here are not blessed with divine power, we are already very close to Troy, and Apollo, the god who protects the main city of Troy, can descend at any time.

Night, Athena, and Brises have been protected here by the Trojan soldiers.

To Briceth's surprise, her sister Chryseis was also there, apparently having just arrived that day and waiting for them.

The two sisters, reunited after a long separation, immediately embraced each other and wept with joy.

However, there was no time for them to pour out their hearts to each other. Seeing that Night was covered in blood, Chryseis anxiously took the sleeping Night to a place to rest and began to heal his wounds and wipe his body.

Briceth did not feel neglected; on the contrary, he joined in the care.

Only Athena remained calm...

On the way here, she used her divine power to heal Ye's body overnight, and she is very familiar with Ye's condition...

The injury wasn't serious; it was more a matter of exhaustion. He's currently recovering well and undergoing a transformation.

Although it does look a bit creepy on the outside—

Athena is now more concerned with how to explain the events of the day to Artemis.

Um--

(For example, one of the three virgin goddesses lost her first kiss, but it turned out she wasn't Artemis?)

For example, you're asked to protect your best friend's boyfriend, but what if you end up protecting him in bed?

While not as dramatic as the above, it's clear that some of the things Athena did can no longer be defined by the relationship between guardian and protected.

How should we deal with the goddess of the hunt who might be enraged by this?

at this time--

Ares, the god of war who posed the greatest threat to Griffith, became the one he least needed to care about.

There is no need to worry about Ares, the god of war, forcing them to come.

certainly--

Ares, the god of war, who had just been killed by a barrage of light from the combined forces of Night and Athena, was not confident that he could snatch Griffiths right under Athena's nose.

He is arrogant, that's true, but he's not really hopelessly stupid.

Athena and Artemis had already left him helpless, but Apollo was even more troublesome.

He lacked the confidence to pursue Griffith, who had already reached Troy's territory, while also facing several other gods whose strength was not much less than his own.

Even if he brought Eris along to help—

At this point, Ares, the God of War, suddenly realized that he couldn't even find where Eris was now. Despite the great commotion he caused in his time of need, that woman didn't come to help.

...Ares was unaware that Eris, upon seeing his performance, inwardly mocked his uselessness and prepared to go it alone.

If Ares knew about this, he would probably be even more furious.

Given his childlike intellect and bizarre behavior, he might do something even more outrageous to vent his incompetence.

Stay away from the mentally challenged and become a noble, elegant, intelligent, and resourceful queen.

The cunning of using a golden apple to ignite a war.

After pondering this, Eris returned to the Greek camp, but did not greet Ares, the god of war, and secretly took some people from the Greek camp.

She first located Diomedes' camp, and then, using her divine power, imitating Athena's oracle, gave him a command.

Suddenly——

Originally, Diomedes, as powerful as he was, felt that it was a bit reckless and that his god had protected Griffith from escaping and even almost crippled his current boss. Diomedes was at a loss for what to do.