The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

Chapter 53 The Little Boy (Seeking Godfather to Read Further)

Albatross spread the news of the Thunder's departure throughout the Aegean islands, and the accompanying Greek fleet came to the rear of the Thunder, breaking through the waves and joining the Thunder together.

This is a fleet jointly supported by King Agamemnon of Greece and the King of Troy, waiting here for the Skybreaker to travel together and provide escort.

Looking at the heroes on the deck, full of heroic spirit, and at Xue Lude, who was gesturing confidently and full of vigor on the bow, Karl was stunned for a moment.

She thought of her niece Medea and the Argo that once crossed the Aegean Sea. Were Jason and Hercules as spirited as Xue Lude is now?

She seemed to understand why her niece Medea had fallen in love with Jason.

Just like now, looking at Xue Dinglu, who looked like a pure and beautiful hero under the white robe, she felt her heart suddenly beat faster.

She gradually came to understand why Greek princesses and witches loved heroes so much.

The Sky Thunder and its eight escort ships sailed toward Olympus, toward a future they knew was certain to end in death.

……

Of course, it wasn't just these heroes who cared about this; the Olympian gods were even more concerned about the start of this epic journey.

In this era of scarce cultural and entertainment information, for the gods, each hero is like an "adventure streamer" they follow every day, and they are the top spenders who tip them.

Watching the heroes they had nurtured complete one unprecedented adventure after another, the gods were even more excited than the heroes themselves.

The heroic tale of the Sky Thunder had long intrigued the gods, with a large number of deities watching over the adventures of these heroes almost daily.

"Look! Achilles caught the last train! The child destined to become a great hero of Troy!" Someone pointed to the distant sea.

The gods looked over and saw a little boy dressed as a girl, sitting in a canoe, his oars leaving afterimages as he frantically paddled towards the Heavenly Thunder.

Achilles, nicknamed "Heel," was the most famous hero of late ancient Greece.

At this point in time, he was only 12 years old, still very young, and he had originally wanted to come to Troy to participate in this unprecedented feat.

But his mother foresaw that he would die here, so she forcibly dressed him as a girl, stuffed him into a group of girls, and forbade him from coming to Troy.

Even so, Achilles decisively abandoned the dozens of girls his mother had prepared for him, dressed in women's clothing, and drove like a madman toward Troy.

When his horse got tired, he dismounted, carried it on his back, and ran towards Troy. When he was tired, he put the horse down and rested on its back. He ran like this for more than ten days without sleep, but he was still a step too late. The Sky Thunder had just set off.

But Heel hadn't given up. He traded his sword for a fisherman's canoe, intending to catch up with the Sky Thunder by rowing by his own strength.

This scene caused the gods of the sacred mountain to burst into laughter; for them, such amusing events and great adventures were equally delightful.

In this atmosphere, however, the expressions of the gods, led by Athena, were not so pleasant.

"Will the goddesses and goddesses attack the heroes?" Hercules asked Apollo.

"It will definitely happen." The blessing Apollo gave when the Thunderclap set sail was real. After all, in the Golden Apple incident half a month ago, that benevolent hero had offended three goddesses at once.

They knew better than anyone how petty the Greek goddesses could be.

This time, who knows what kind of wicked schemes these petty goddesses are secretly plotting.

However, just as the two were whispering to each other, a goddess who was petty and narrow-minded came to their side.

“Speaking ill of someone behind their back is not a good quality,” said a white owl that fluttered its wings and flew between the two gods.

"Athena, when did you arrive?" Hercules was stunned for a moment.

Now, Athena was like air to him, completely different from her previous aura.

It's as if she's still Athena on the surface, but her inner self has been completely replaced by something else.

Otherwise, as chief gods, they couldn't possibly ignore it no matter how much they looked at it.

“I’ve been here before you even said a word,” the owl said. In the past, she might have actually held a grudge about Hercules and Apollo talking behind their backs.

But now, all she cares about is this epic.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment. These gods had gathered together mainly to rebel against Zeus; in reality, they didn't have much in common or affectionate.

Perhaps, there were also gods who were captivated by that hero from a foreign land.

"I have contacted Hestia and Gaia, and secretly communicated with Prometheus. They will eventually come to my aid," Athena announced, bringing good news.

The gods breathed a sigh of relief, whether because of their earlier gossip or because Athena had found other allies.

"Athena, did he succeed? I'm talking about the original history." Apollo broke the awkward silence by asking the goddess who had only shown them a fragmented understanding of the story.

Athena provides very few fragments; even Apollo, the apparent traitor, only sees Ragnarok, the Great Flood that destroys the world, Zeus who initiates creation, and finally, the great hero Sildenas, who is the only one to confront and rebel against Zeus.

All around them was a sea stained red with blood, with shipwrecks and corpses floating on the surface. Even just looking at that scene through the lens of fate, they could feel the despair and sorrow.

Both Hercules and the moon goddess looked at Athena, for this destiny was given to them by Athena, who knew the future.

"It's a failure." The words uttered by the owl left them completely speechless, unsure of what to say next.

"In their original destiny, they all died tragically, buried forever beneath the Aegean Sea, dying far from home. Even such an ending could not prevent the prelude to the end of the world."

The gods present clenched their fists tightly, not only out of anger, but also out of a sense of shame.

They were all renowned war gods or heroes who had ascended to godhood, yet in the end, a stranger had to risk his life to save them—a disgrace to the Greek gods who revered bravery and heroism.

Athena's words were brief, but even with just these few words, those present could imagine that at that time, Greece collapsed and the Aegean Sea was completely submerged.

This is definitely not the future they want.

Besides, if they did nothing and waited like princesses in epic tales for a foreign guest to become their savior, the Greek gods and heroes couldn't bear the shame of that.

"Therefore, my friends, the war has only just begun." Athena looked at the gods present.

And look with pity at the gods gathered around Hera and Aphrodite in the distance.

"As for the foolish lambs, since they have chosen Paradise, let them perish in the Aegean Sea along with Paradise. There is no large enough ship for them in the new century."

Chapter 54 Please, I'll do anything (Please, Godfather, read this; Tuesday's reading data is very important)

Although Zeus was itching to join the crowd watching the Thunderfury, he did not participate in the gathering.

He had something more important to do, and this time it wasn't to sleep with some king's queen or princess, but to come to Akron in Greece.

Here, He meets alone with the greatest enemy of all the gods in the Greek pantheon.

Typhon, the Lord of All Demons.

Typhon is the son of Gaia, the progenitor of monsters, and the dark god of destruction of the world. Whether it is the Hydra, the Cerberus, the boar of Calydon, or the sirens of the ocean, they are all just one of Typhon's insignificant descendants.

But now, this "Typhon" exudes the same aura as Zeus, as if he were two sides of the same person.

No one knew that after Typhon was imprisoned by Zeus, he was completely controlled by Zeus and had even been gradually corrupted by him. Now, he was like a puppet being manipulated.

Before Typhon and Zeus appeared a stone slab that should not have been there.

The prequel to the Bible, the Book of Job.

Zeus once ventured eastward, as the east was destined to be the land of the gods (i.e., Rome). Therefore, Zeus wanted to be the first to venture eastward, but this expedition failed, though it brought back important news.

That is, the future of Ragnarok, and this Book of Job.

Therefore, Zeus, relying on the Book of Job, began to prepare for the "Genesis." Before the Genesis, the old authority needed to be taken back, and the people of the old era needed to be thoroughly cleansed. This was the "Seven Days of Destruction."

After the seven days of destruction, the seven days of creation will begin.

In this era before Jesus became a god, this is the root cause of the changes in fate in this parallel world.

"The creation ceremony is about to be completed," Typhon said.

"After seven days of preparation for the oath, and awaiting the completion of the ceremony, we will surely rebuild the beginning and create a new world," Zeus's words followed.

“In the beginning, you were light and I was darkness; you were heaven and I was hell,” Typhon’s words followed.

“If there were no demons in hell, then there would be no one to praise the light of the beginning.” Zeus laughed, extending his finger, and Typhon extended his finger as well, and the two fingers merged together.

"In the beginning it was said, 'There are no more gods, no more Terra, but only praise to the Great Will, who was, is, and will be forever!'"

"This is called, the Beginning—Genesis!"

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“In the original history, even though that mortal hero completed all the procedures of the curse, he still could not kill Zeus,” Athena added. “He is the sky, and as long as he exists under the sky of the concept of ‘Greek,’ he is an immortal being.”

“Therefore, we have a real plan: to send Zeus himself to the Underworld.” Athena’s tone was resolute. “Only in the Underworld can Zeus be truly killed.”

All the gods here fell silent; the underworld was a place even they found difficult to tread.

In particular, many of the gods who had experienced death still shuddered at the thought of the underworld.

“I will help you,” a hoarse, gloomy voice rang in the ears of the gods.

Even though they couldn't see the person, they knew who it was at that moment.

Hades, the god of the underworld!

Zeus's brother, the apparent master of the underworld, and a pure-blooded Titan.

Athena showed Hades a little respect. In the entire Olympian pantheon, a gathering place of utterly useless scum, Hades was already considered a saint, a completely different concept from Zeus and Poseidon, who were just human-shaped teddy bears.

"Also, you asked me to investigate Typhon, and I've done that too." The hoarse voice appeared calm on the surface, but the hidden anger was palpable to almost all the gods present.

"Typhon has long been completely controlled and turned into a puppet, calling himself 'Satan,' hmph..." After saying that, the owner of that sinister voice disappeared completely from the sky.

Among the gods present, some were happy and some were sad.

The good news is that Hades, the god of the underworld, has joined the ranks of allies, while the bad news is that the enemy may still include Typhon, who is under their control.

Typhon's fame terrified all the Greek gods, and one of Zeus's achievements was injuring and sealing Typhon, which led him to become the king of the gods.

Therefore, the only one in all of Greece who could tamper with Typhon was Zeus!

"Can we really succeed?" Among the gods, some seemed to have given up hope of killing Zeus.

"We will win," Athena gave him the most resolute answer.

Because she has already seen a new future.

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At this moment, on the Aegean Sea, many heroes on the deck also realized what was happening and saw a small wooden boat in the distance that was being rowed so hard it was almost smoking.

As he rowed, the little boy seemed to shout, "Wait for me! I haven't gotten on the boat yet!"

The heroes looked in the direction of Troy. They could no longer see land. Someone had actually rowed here in a canoe, even faster than their Skybreaker.