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Chapter 58: Seeing the Father, Why Not Worship Him?

Xue Lufen was never caught in the illusion from beginning to end. Birdman A gave him extremely strong resistance in this regard. He was only awakened by the vibration of the Tianting hitting the reef.

That's why he directly used the cursed blood to break the Sirens' illusion.

"Hero Xerthus, you are in poor health now. Leave the rest of the battle to us." After settling Xerthus, Achilles waved the spear in his hand and prepared to join the battle again.

However, his arm accidentally touched the purple thorns, and the next moment pain instantly swept through his mind. Even though Achilles was immortal, he was still not completely immune to the pain caused by the plants from the underworld. The pain that was offset to less than one tenth almost made him roar.

Just when the pain was about to overwhelm his reason, a finger touched his forehead. The pain disappeared in an instant, and Achilles was stunned by the feeling of his physical strength returning to its peak.

"Go quickly, the battle outside is waiting for you, the future hero of Greece." Xue Lufeng responded to Achilles with a smile and gave him a thumbs up.

Achilles had a lot of questions to ask. He clenched the spear in his hand. He really wanted to ask, why could you laugh while enduring such pain, and even save all of them at such a critical moment.

But he still held back, raised his spear and shield, bit his lip, and jumped off the Tianting.

The battle lasted until dawn. With the arrival of sunrise, the last siren was pierced by Achilles' spear, and its blood spilled all over the reef.

There are sirens, boatmen, and some heroes.

Before Xue Fa Lun broke through the illusion, some heroes were the first to be hit and killed by the sirens. Their bodies were even torn and tattered beyond recognition.

However, when fighting the Siren with real weapons later, no hero died, at most he was injured.

After this, only 27 of the original 21 heroes were left. The broken bodies were packed up, and Hector said he would bury them at the foot of Mount Olympus, which was also the end of their journey.

"Let's go, uncle, Olympus is just ahead." Achilles said to Hector. From here, they could already see Mount Olympus in the distance, which was the most sacred place in all of Greece.

"I'm only ten years older than you, kid, don't call me uncle." Hector said viciously. He collected the bodies of his close friends. He didn't know how many more people would die along the way, but at this moment, he looked at Mount Olympus.

The injured soldier received treatment from Xue Lufeng, and in an instant his injuries were all gone and his combat effectiveness was restored. After this treatment, Xue Lufeng's body seemed to be unable to hold on, and he could not even stand or walk.

Fortunately, we have arrived.

Some heroes volunteered to be boatmen and continued sailing towards the northwest.

Let's go, Olympus.

The Tianting docked on the beach, and they hastily buried the bodies of their comrades under the trees by the sea.

Here the grass is green and the sacred mountain stands before everyone. This is Olympus, the abode of the gods.

This place is completely different from other Greek city-states, which are full of plague, war, hunger and death. The nymphs seem to be specifically guiding the heroes so that they can go all the way to the holy mountain to meet Zeus, the father of heaven.

"Are these the most famous heroes in all of Greece?"

"What's wrong? Are you attracted?"

"No, I just wonder why they are looking at the Holy Mountain like they are fools."

"Perhaps, he was simply frightened by the grandeur of the Holy Mountain."

The whispered conversations of other goblins could be heard from the nearby woods, and the hands of the heroes were shaking as they gripped their spears.

I don’t know whether it’s fear or excitement.

"Let's go," Xue Lufeng said calmly. But at this moment, even standing seemed extremely difficult for him. He seemed to have no strength left in his body, like an old man on his deathbed. His frail and beautiful posture made the surrounding nymphs forget to breathe.

"Let me help you." Circe went up and supported Xue Lufen, who was already losing his balance, and even gave a provocative look to the nymphs.

Afterwards, the only expression on the heroes' faces was tension. Even though they had come here with great difficulty, the fear that was ingrained in the Greeks' bones was unavoidable when they were about to go up the mountain.

Can you win?
Even the most famous heroes would still feel fear and tremble when facing the impending death and the coming end, and the almighty father Zeus.

Seeing their performance, Xue Lufen said some comforting words.

"Everyone, ahead of us is Olympus, but behind us is all of Greece." Xue Lufeng smiled bitterly and said, "For the sake of our hometown, which we can never return to."

A hometown that I can’t return to?
Even though they knew that this was just Xue Falun's words to boost morale, all the heroes clenched their spears tightly and smiled with relief.

Yes, they can't go back, they have already come here.

There was no more fear, no more confusion. The only thing they could do today was to head towards the Holy Mountain.

If he failed, Greece would be destroyed, and his hometown would be destroyed. If he succeeded, his last will and testament would have a chance to be sent to his hometown, which he could never return to.

A hero is not someone who does not know fear, but someone who, after facing fear, pain and confusion, can still raise his weapons and burst out with even greater courage.

So, fight!
We walk together on the road to death.

Everyone is like an erupting volcano, but they endure, accumulate, and wait for the moment of eruption.

Heading north, through the sea of ​​flowers, walking through the dense forest, and crossing the lava, they finally arrived at the main temple of Olympus.

The gods stood in a crowd, their flowers tightly folded, and their condescending gazes kept looking down at these heroes.

On the main throne, a white-bearded old man was half-naked, his marble-like muscles exposed to the eyes of everyone and God without any concealment. His pupils seemed to be pregnant with supreme thunder, majestic and sacred.

What made all the heroes feel even more pressured was the large halo that was faintly forming behind him.

It was as if the weight of the entire world was concentrated on that huge halo.

This is Zeus, who has completed six of the seven chapters of world destruction!

He stood up from the main seat, and the terrifying pressure silenced the gods. He opened his arms and looked at the heroes, especially the beautiful young man who was leading them.

At the banquet a month ago, the appearance of this beautiful young man astonished all the gods, and even the three goddesses who were competing for the golden apple favored him and were willing to hand the golden apple to him.

A month later, he came as promised to apologize, even though he was covered in bruises.

Zeus was very fond of him, both in terms of appearance and character, and this incident can be regarded as a beautiful story of returning to the right path after going astray.

In the new world, the spread of such beautiful stories is necessary to facilitate the establishment of the Kingdom of God.

The true kingdom of God belongs to him, the God Zeus!

"Now that you have seen the Father in Heaven, why don't you bow?" Zeus looked at the heroes and spoke.

(End of this chapter)