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

"Father, help him!" Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, seemed to plead from behind Zeus.

Even though she was tricked by this mortal in the Golden Apple incident, she would show the greatest tolerance to all beautiful people. He had already received his due punishment and did not need to suffer such torment again.

Zeus slowly closed his eyes, like a statue. After a long while, he slowly opened his thunderous eyes and said, "This is his final trial, the last of the twelve trials."

"pat..."

10 more steps...

Sweat seemed to soak through his body, soaking the wounds beneath his robe. Even the most charismatic men couldn't help but feel admiration for him.

Whether mortal heroes or gods, everyone held their breath at this moment, and the entire Mount Olympus was silent.

5 steps, 4 steps...

The hero's body was swaying precariously; he seemed to be holding on by sheer willpower.

2 steps...

The goddesses' eyes reddened, while the gods remained silent. Witnessed by all the gods, he took the final step, standing on the same step as Zeus, as if he had lost all his life.

Petals fell, goddesses covered their faces and wept, cheers erupted on Mount Olympus, a leprechaun placed a laurel branch on Xue Lude's head, and Zeus stretched out his hand, waiting for the ceremony to be completed.

Below, Achilles, who had been holding his breath, finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the hero Sildenas touched Zeus, their plan would be half successful.

Achilles adjusted his helmet, for what was about to be a fierce and utter battle to the death.

"Uncle, will we win?" He looked at Hector, who was both his mentor and friend, and extended his left fist.

“You’ll win, kid!” Hector extended his right fist and collided with Achilles’ left fist.

The next moment, on the throne, the nymphs helped Xue Lude remove the thorns from his body, and Xue Lude seemed to recover. He stepped forward and touched the back of Zeus's hand.

The goddesses cheered, not only because Xue's Law had completed his final trial, but also because Olympus was about to gain an extremely handsome, single male god, "Tyrael".

However, the gods were stunned, because Xue Dinglu suddenly pulled out a short blade from somewhere, and his previous weak aura vanished. He then viciously slashed his own wrist.

Immediately, the dagger, stained with his blood, plunged into Zeus's second brother!

Zeus was stunned. The moment he came into contact with Xue's law, a torrent of suffering and pain pierced his heart and soul like a tsunami.

It was as if all the suffering of Greece had instantly pressed down on Him. Even a thousand times more painful than having iron nails driven into the nail crevices of His ten fingers, watching His knuckles slowly decay, or being poisoned by the Hydra would not have been enough.

The sudden onslaught of suffering nearly crushed Zeus's consciousness, dulling his thinking and even causing him to watch as Xue Dinglu drew his sword...

What happened?

"Scratch!"

As if committing self-mutilation, blood gushed from his major artery, soaking the entire short blade. Xue Luding was no longer as weak as before. He stabbed the blood-soaked short blade into Zeus's groin.

Time seemed to stretch out indefinitely at that moment, but Zeus could not move, could not think, and could not make any movements.

Because at the moment of contact, Xue Lude poured all the suffering he had collected with his cursed blood into Zeus's body, instantly filling his nerves.

That included the suffering of all of Greece, the suffering and hunger of the lower classes, the exhaustion and injuries of the warriors, the constant pain of the thorns stained with the abyss for seven whole days, and the virus package that Xue Law had carefully prepared for Zeus!

All the calamities and suffering were endured, all for this one moment!

"Thud!" The blood-stained dagger pierced Zeus's genitals without any resistance. Only then did Zeus seem to awaken from that moment, breaking free from more than a month of accumulated suffering and torment. He staggered back two steps, the pain and the erosion of the virus causing the veins on his face to bulge, as if he were crawling in the dark and twisted.

"Impossible, how could you be..." Blood gushed from Zeus's genitals, and at that moment, the true curse erupted.

That was a death curse that Cronus, the second king of the Greek gods, placed on Zeus before he was sealed away: "Zeus will surely die at the hands of his youngest son."

At that moment, when the short blade stained with Xue Dinglu's blood pierced through Zeus's second brother, the curse also erupted. This was the real, heaviest blow to Zeus!

"Impossible! My youngest offspring should still be in Helen's womb, not yet born. How could it be you? Why is it you? You deserve to die! You deserve to die!" Zeus desperately suppressed the curses, suffering, and the virus.

It was only at this moment that His extraordinary wisdom made Him realize that Xue's Law had never repented from beginning to end. Everything he did, from his rude remarks during the Golden Apple incident to his later efforts to build up his reputation, to his forbearance during the Twelve Trials and the sacrifice of more than a dozen companions, was all done to reduce His own suspicion and find the opportunity to kill Him!

This man is absolutely not a hero; he is a viper, a venomous snake who has been plotting for over a month, just to strike this moment—the most insidious, vicious, cunning, despicable, shameless, and venomous snake who has put his plan into action!

The scene at this moment left the gods watching looking at each other in bewilderment.

Why did that mortal dare to draw his sword and point it at the Heavenly Father?

Why don't you hide, Father? Why will you be hurt by mortals?

Heavenly Father? What are you doing?! Heavenly Father!

The gods were stunned. They didn't even know if this was an assassination attempt by a mortal or if the Heavenly Father was putting on another theatrical performance of hope.

"Die." Zeus's words, along with the rolling thunder, stunned all the gods.

Without hesitation, Zeus, whose genitals were bleeding, hurled his lightning bolts into a spear at Xue Luding.

The Thunder Spear transformed into millions of bolts of lightning in the instant it flew through the air, but in the next moment, not a single bolt of lightning struck Xue Dinglu, as they all dodged it.

Zeus was momentarily stunned, but then became even angrier. He thought of the incident with the golden apple, and the real benefit that mortal who deceived the gods with his appearance gained was the oath he made to the three Fates after he controlled the big head in order to please the handsome young man.

[Divine Blessing (Rank A): Gods cannot directly attack, curse, or punish you.]

Chapter 60 The Death of the Hero Sildearth

"Damn it, you really deserve to die!" Zeus was completely enraged, and violent lightning poured down on Xue Ludao, but the lightning seemed to have no effect on him at all. Xue Ludao used his short blade to cut his palm again, and after it was covered in blood, he charged at Zeus.

High in the heavens, Athena addressed Heracles: "Make your move, target, hero Sildenas!"

“Alright…” Hercules tightened his grip on the Hydra Bow, but then froze, continuing to ask, “Who is the target?”

"Xerides! Listen to me, aim at him!" Athena immediately gave the stern order.

"Buzz!"

The long arrow pierced through the thunder, but at the last second before it hit Xue Dinglu, it deviated and stuck in front of him instead of striking him directly.

Zeus looked up and saw that one of his favorite sons, Heracles, was the first to try to protect him, and he finally felt a little relieved.

"Kill!" Hector's battle cry rang out.

Then, 21 heroes charged toward the throne of the supreme god, their eyes filled with pain and sorrow, but their spears were firm and powerful as they charged toward the supreme throne.

"Mortals, how dare you!" Zeus roared as he looked at the mortal heroes charging forward, with Achilles and Hector leading the charge.

These heroes were all nurtured by Zeus!

But now, these people are pointing their spears at him, at their Heavenly Father.

Achilles charged forward at top speed, his eyes filled with valor.

Closer, closer! Just one more strike, just one more strike from the spear on Zeus!

"Pfft!" Blood splattered on his face. Achilles froze, then turned his head sharply, his eyes wide with fury.

Because Hector, who was behind him, had already pierced Xue's chest with his spear.

Blood splattered between his brows, turning everything crimson, and Achilles, who had been charging toward Zeus, froze in place.

Then, his pupils contracted, because the remaining heroes all rushed over, each raising their spears, and then, one by one, pierced Xue Dinglu's body!

Sixteen spears pierced his chest, and Xue Dinglu lost his breath.

His body knelt before the throne, blood splattering across the throne and the entire long staircase.

Even the gods cannot harm him, but mortals can, very easily!

"What are you doing, Hector!" Achilles roared at Hector. He couldn't understand why his mentor and friend would betray their great cause and even kill Xue, who had led them to Olympus.

"Why! Why did you betray us! Answer me, Hector!" Achilles completely disregarded everything else, brandishing his spear and pointing it at Hector.

Why? We came together to kill the gods, to prevent the destruction of all of Greece, and for a better tomorrow!

But why, why did you betray us and kill the hero Sildenas, whom everyone loved?!

Especially you, Hector, only you, cannot be forgiven! Never!

However, Achilles' spear was instantly deflected by Hector, and the next moment, heroes such as Ajax the Great and Odysseus subdued the weaponless Achilles and held him firmly under their control.

Hector ignored the brat, drew his sword, cut off the head of the unseeing man, and presented it before Zeus. He then prostrated himself at Zeus's feet and said, "Father Zeus, we have beheaded the sinner who intended to harm you. This is his head. Let the blood of the sinner, Sildileus, wash away all this."

From the moment Xue Law attacked Zeus until this moment, less than half a minute had passed, and these dramatic reversals left all the gods present in a state of mental paralysis.

Zeus was panting heavily, but his condition was very poor, even extremely poor. The wound in his lower body had not healed, and the power of reproduction had been stripped away. All the injuries caused by Xue Lude, whether it was the suffering he transferred, the plague he released, or the wounds stained with his blood, showed no signs of healing for the immortal Zeus. On the contrary, they continued to worsen!

For Zeus, who was absolutely "immortal," this situation would be an eternal torment.

Even in the face of such pain, Zeus, having lost his brother, still managed to suppress his grief and said, "Hero Hector, very well done! I remember you, great hero of Troy, for helping us rid ourselves of this sinner. I will grant you the divine position and wealth you deserve, and I will marry you to a noble goddess, cough cough..."

Zeus had barely finished speaking when he coughed up a mouthful of blood. The curse from the second-generation god-king Cronus had struck again, and Zeus was now so weak that he was even weaker than the twelve Olympian gods.

"Damn it..." Zeus's anger was palpable. He was the strongest, most invincible, and most powerful being in all of Greece, and he was confident that even if all the other gods of Greece joined forces, they could not defeat him.

No attack can harm Him, no curse or plague can affect Him, and any damage will be healed in the blink of an eye.

He is the true strongest and invincible Greek!

Apart from the curse of the second-generation god-king Cronus, which is the only curse that can break through His invincible defense and inhibit His invincible regeneration, it is also the only curse He has ever suffered.

Zeus always believed that as long as he continued to have more children, the curse would never catch up with him.

But today, this damned sinner, somehow using the curse of Cronus, pierced His second brother, causing Him to suffer endless torment and plague every moment.

Such sins deserve to be punished a thousand times over.

But now, the sinner is dead, and the Greek heroes are more reliable than their own offspring.

Zeus stared blankly at the high platform behind him, where the Greek gods stood. Just moments ago, apart from Heracles, none of the gods had come to his aid.

"A bunch of useless trash!" Zeus only softened his expression slightly towards Heracles, while he glared angrily at Hera, the queen of the gods.

“Father, your wound…” Hector seemed to hesitate slightly as he looked at Zeus’s genitals.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury." Zeus ignored it, but suddenly, he thought of something.

The curse caused by this Schrödinger's Law can be dispelled in two ways: one is to kill the source of the curse, one's own father, the second-generation god-king Cronus.

The other is to completely kill Xue's Law, letting his soul dissipate in ancient Greece.

In Greece, death was not a true disappearance, but rather the soul going to the underworld.

Because his soul is still in the underworld, the pain and injuries he suffered through the curse have not disappeared.

Zeus looked at the heroes who had just helped him kill Xue Lude. Now, the people he trusted most were these ignorant mortals.

And his son Hercules, only they would never betray him, even in his weakest and most critical moments.