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

The erosion of this curse prevents the activation of the oath on the last day; otherwise, even if one becomes the only god, the curse can never be eradicated.

The curse must be completely broken today, and the seven-day oath must be fulfilled to bring Ragnarok to all of Olympus and rebuild Paradise!

This was Zeus's true purpose: creation!

Using the great work of creation, he stole the credit for creation and became the one true God!

This is a ritual he has been planning since he took control of Typhon. In the new world, he is the only one, and his existing subordinates who are willing to continue to follow him will be designated as "angels," while those who do not will be banished to the underworld!

"Cross the River Styx, to the Underworld!" Zeus opened his eyes, and the oppressive aura of the King of the Gods intensified.

"You, along with Hercules, will accompany me to the Underworld," Zeus's voice resounded. "The rest of the gods shall not tread a step beyond Olympus!"

“Yes, great Father Zeus!” Hector replied immediately.

"Hector!" Achilles' venomous voice rang out, his eyes streaming with bloody tears, making him appear like a demon. Even the heroes Odysseus and Ajax the Great seemed unable to subdue him.

"I curse you! Hector, I curse you traitor! May you die in the most cruel and wretched way! This is my curse, Achilles' curse, upon you traitors!"

Chapter 61 So-called Heroes

"Waaah..."

The cloth was forced into his mouth, and Hector pleaded with Zeus, "Father Zeus, forgive this child's mistake. He is just too young and has been bewitched. He only cares about himself. I only hope that you, Father, can hand him over to me to deal with."

"Whatever you like." Zeus didn't take this little incident to heart.

Achilles is the next hero he is grooming, but he will not show mercy if the other does not know what is good for him.

Now, the most important thing is to remove the curse and then fulfill the seven-day vow...

Zeus, accompanied by a group of mortal heroes and Hercules, headed to the underworld, ignoring the already in an uproar in Olympus.

"Athena, I need an explanation." Apollo and the moon goddess were the first to question Athena.

"We don't have time, we have to go too." But Athena didn't reply directly, instead saying...

"Where?"

"The Underworld," Athena said resolutely. "This is our final war, the place where we will be utterly wiped out, Father!"

She said the last word, "father," through gritted teeth.

……

At the entrance to the main temple of Olympus, the witch Circe idly waited.

She was not qualified to enter Olympus and could only wait at the gate for the heroes inside to complete that legend.

At this moment, she began to imagine that the heroes were favored by the gods, and then returned home in glory, and even had a happy married life.

What name should we give our eldest son? Cyprus probably prefers girls, so let's have more daughters, and with a younger son, the eldest can become king, and the younger a hero…

Where should they settle? On the island of Elias? Or in Athens? What if the eldest son doesn't want to be king?

By the way, my niece Medea said that you must never let any woman get close to your man, and you must never give him any opportunity to come into contact with other women...

She had already begun to imagine what names to give her grandchildren.

She knew nothing about what was happening inside the temple.

Suddenly, several gods appeared, their eyes filled with cold indifference: "Circe, the shapeshifting witch, you are not allowed to leave this place now. Await the return of Zeus, the Father of the Gods, for his judgment!"

Karke froze, and then suddenly felt a strong sense of palpitation.

"What happened to Xerides? What happened to my Xerides?" she asked the god in terror.

That ominous premonition was growing stronger, gradually filling my entire heart.

……

The island of Alipotripa, the entrance to the River Styx, was a full six days' journey from Olympus, but thanks to Zeus's blessing, the Thunderclap arrived there in almost the blink of an eye.

After entering the underworld, Zeus finally calmed down and realized that he might have made a mountain out of a molehill.

Without the mortal heroes and Hercules's entourage, and without the curse imposed upon him by the second-generation god-king, he would be invincible in Greece.

Absolutely strong, invincible, the strongest!

"Hercules, my child, you shall guard the mouth of the Styx and not let anyone in," Zeus said to Hercules.

Clad in a golden lion skin, with most of his face hidden beneath the lion's fur, Hercules did not reply, but simply stood silently at the mouth of the River Styx.

The remaining mortal heroes surrounded Zeus and headed into the depths of the underworld.

In fact, most of these mortal heroes were his descendants. Zeus looked at these heroes and felt his bloodline in them to varying degrees.

Sure enough, only these children were his true core group, and they would become members of the angels in the new world.

"The underworld is really quiet," Zeus thought to himself.

The River Styx has been filled, the Seven Days of Doomsday have begun, and all of Greece is gradually entering its end, but here it remains quiet, and there is not even a sense of the presence of his brother Hades.

Zeus's only worry was that Hades, knowing the special nature of Scheres's Law, would use it to secretly plot against him in the Underworld.

However, Zeus has become extremely cautious now, having been struck by Xue's Law.

Upon arriving in the Underworld, the first thing he did was use the half-body of Typhon that he controlled to sense Hades' location. If Hades held the Law of the Sea, he would immediately leave the Underworld and have the half-body of Typhon release the Titans imprisoned in the Abyss.

Zeus created an avatar that took over Typhon's consciousness, and while controlling the sky, he also gained control of half of the underworld.

In His plan, the underworld will become "Hell" in the new world, which is part of His supreme majesty and one of the most important parts of His plan.

Now, according to the message from Typhon, Hades is not in the Underworld.

This is the best time.

……

On the Thunderclap, Hercules will release Achilles from the sails.

The moment he regained his mobility, Achilles lunged forward like a mad dog, but Hercules easily subdued him with a single hand.

"Hercules! The great hero of Greece! Tell me why! Why!" He seemed to have lost his mind, and even without weapons, he tried to kill Hercules with his bare hands.

"calm!"

Hercules slapped Achilles, and the 12-year-old boy finally snapped out of his rage.

"This is what Athena told me, the real plan."

……

The night before the Skyhawk departed, the night we discussed the real plan.

The scene was eerily quiet.

“In my hometown, there is such a story,” Xue Dinglu said. “It is the story of a ‘hero’ who carried the head of his best friend and a dagger to assassinate the king. Because of his best friend’s head, the king believed him and successfully let him get close.”

"Did the 'hero' who assassinated the king succeed?" someone asked.

"No, he failed. The man who went with him was not a hero, but a coward who wet his pants in fear. He was also not skilled in martial arts and eventually died at the hands of the king's guards."

"So..." The heroes were puzzled, but suddenly, they looked at Xue Law in astonishment, at the most beautiful woman in all of Greece, and were astonished as to why Xue Law had proposed this idea.

“I have a way that should work,” Xue said. “You take my head and trick Zeus into going to the underworld.”

"no!"

"That's too risky."

"After you die, who will kill Zeus in the underworld?"

Everyone objected, even Athena, both logically and practically, and in Xue's story, the hero who assassinated the king also failed.

“No, believe me,” Xue Dinglu laughed. “I can guarantee that I will be in the form of a ‘living person’ even in the underworld.”

In Greece, the boundary between life and death was very blurred, especially since he had a great sage as his backer.

“Believe me, everyone. And your task is to kill me before all the gods…” Xue Dinglu paused for a moment, “as a mortal! Then bring my head to the underworld.”

……

This is the real plan, a plan to lure Zeus into a trap by going in alone and using death to take the bait.

Achilles was stunned, tears of blood welling in his eyes. He finally understood why the heroes often showed signs of weakness and pain along the way, while Xue Dinglu acted like a spiritual mentor, constantly encouraging and comforting them.

It was the same when slaying the Scylla, when facing the siren, and when arriving at the foot of Mount Olympus...

At the time, I thought these heroes were nothing special, and I was still afraid of death.

But now he realized that the hero's pain was not his own death, but the pain of killing his best friend with his own hands in front of the gods!

“Then they…” Achilles asked, his voice trembling.

“Zeus is very cautious; if Hades or I were in the Underworld, he certainly wouldn’t dare to enter,” Hercules said.

"So when Zeus sensed something was wrong and prepared to flee the Underworld, someone had to be there to hold him back, even if it was just for a fraction of a second. That would give me time to trap Zeus inside the Underworld," Hercules said with a smile, before revealing even more bombshell news.

“If I die, I am confident that I can hold Zeus back for a few breaths. At that time, Athena, Hades, Apollo, Artemis... all our gods will be able to arrive and trap Zeus and Typhon in the underworld. Then, all that is needed is for that hero, Sildenas, to launch an attack that can kill Zeus, and our death will be completely worthwhile.”

Heracles, draped in a golden lion skin, seemed to smile with a sense of relief. Today, he was wearing all his divine armor: the lion skin, the Hydra bow, the Hydra poison arrows, and so on...

Before he died, he seemed to think about many things from the past, but in the end, all that remained was this sense of relief and the courage to face death.

Chapter 62 Heroes, we will transform our broken bodies into raging flames!

Achilles gripped his spear tightly, trembling all over, as he thought of the curse he had uttered against Hector before he set out.

They will die in the most tragic way.

The curse seemed to be coming true, but in the way he least wanted to see.

He recalled everything they had experienced over the past seven days…

Before dawn arrives, someone always needs to light a little glimmer of light.

Ahead of us lies Olympus, but behind us stretches the entirety of Greece…

For that hometown I can never return to...

Achilles clenched his fist tightly over his heart. He understood everyone's resolve, that unwavering resolve until death...

They were all adults, and he was just a child, so they didn't involve him in that doomed plan.