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Chapter 65 Greek Postscript
"The method of transforming from a worldly god to a god of faith loses its physical entity, but can it be immortal at the level of spiritual belief..." Athena looked at the method given by the great sage.

Become a god of faith and survive the Twilight of the Gods.

"So everyone, would you rather become a god of faith and live forever, or would you rather die in Ragnarok as you are now?" Athena looked at the gods and said,
"You can test the sharpness of my sword. I have finished speaking. Who agrees and who disagrees?"

On the same day, a major reshuffle began in Olympus. It seemed like a war of gods, but also like the twilight of the gods.

……

On August 1208, 8 BC, Zeus, the king of gods, was confirmed dead.

That day, countless people saw the reverse-flying meteors tearing apart the false sky until the end of the world.

On that day, the plague, war, famine and death that had spread across the Greek land disappeared, and the survivors knelt on the ground, thanking the gods for their mercy.

On that day, the gods disappeared from people's sight, and no fourth-generation God King appeared. It is said that under coercion, the gods all turned into faith and scattered around the world, and the Age of Gods ended.

Some say that the heroes of the Thunder killed Zeus, but they also died in a foreign land.

Some people also say that it was the internal strife among the gods that caused their disappearance.

Rumors abound, but life goes on.

People were unaware of this and built statues of the gods, but from then on, there were no more miracles or divine punishments.

The world is back on track.

On the island of Alipotripa, at the entrance to the underworld.

Achilles struggled to move away from the rock wall, his gray pupils looking around.

There were no corpses, no wreckage of the Tianting, only dead silence.

He walked towards the cave entrance in a daze. Zeus's attack did not kill him because he was immortal, but even so, he was stumbling like a walking corpse at this moment.

"Achilles..." A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Achilles' pupils instantly regained their spirit, and he looked in the direction of the sound. It was Odysseus in the River Styx, the hero famous for his wisdom. He was now soaking in the River Styx, holding a wooden box.

"Odysseus! You're okay, you're still alive! That's great! That's great!" He covered his face and cried, trying to crawl to his best friend.

"What about the others? Is anyone else alive?" His joy and tears mixed with the mud as he stumbled, as if trying to get good news from his best friend, good news that Xediles and Hector were still alive...

"Don't come near, Achilles." Odysseus' voice came, and Achilles stopped instantly, standing there in a daze.

"Everyone is dead, including Odysseus. What's left here is just the remnant soul of 'Odysseus'." As he said this, he pushed the wooden box to the shore and next to Achilles.

"This is our last will, Achilles. Take our will and our last souls and lead them home..." Odysseus had already slowly sunk into the Styx.
"This is the last story of ancient Greece, and also the last epic..."

Achilles was stunned. He looked at the wooden box filled with their suicide notes at his feet and stared at the River Styx with a dead look.

There were still some residual souls in the Styx making unwilling sounds, but he could not hear any sound at this time. He picked up the wooden box and moved forward mechanically like a rusty spring.

Before the dawn, someone chose to light himself. Beside the burning light, there was no applause, no crying.

All that remains are the lonely ghosts sinking in the River Styx.

"Little devil! You're still alive!" Suddenly, a woman's voice interrupted Achilles.

The transformed witch Circe rushed here all the way from Olympus. Seeing Achilles still alive, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Yes, if Achilles is still alive, then the other heroes should be alive too! Especially Siddarius, my Siddarius, he must still be alive! He must be! She hoped so much, and she longed for it so much.

"I was saying, how could a hero as noble as Achilles die?" She seemed to be convinced that her hero was still alive. She put her hands on her hips and said arrogantly to the little brat Achilles.

Achilles silently reached into the wooden box, took out the suicide note with the name of Cedrus written on it, walked forward and handed the suicide note to her.

"Xediles is dead, everyone is dead, only I am alive..." Achilles said these words like a puppet, "This is his last will and testament. Xediles has no relatives, so I leave it to you."

"Huh?" Circe was stunned after taking the papyrus.

Even though Achilles had left, she didn't notice. She just stood there in a daze, looking at Xue Falu's last suicide note in her hand. For some reason, tears couldn't be controlled and flowed down her face, wetting the papyrus.

She kept wiping her tears, but they were like a river bursting its banks, totally out of control.

It was not until she opened the papyrus that she saw Xue Falu's last words.

[Starting from me, future generations no longer need to look up to the gods]

"pat..."

Tears dripped onto the papyrus, and Circe hurriedly took away the papyrus. She stood there blankly, at a loss as to what to do.

It was as if she had lost all her strength, and she lost everything again.

At this time, a white owl arrived and calmly narrated: "If you are willing to wait, 3200 years later, in the far east, you will find a similar flower."

"A similar flower?" she murmured softly, looking towards the distant east.

……

The story ends here.

There were 32 heroes on the Tianting, 31 of whom died, and the only survivor was Achilles.

He carries the last souls of his best friends on his shoulders, and he will walk all over Greece with his own feet to lead the souls of his best friends back home.

This is his personal eternal martyrdom and also the last heroic story of ancient Greece.

Hundreds of years later, the Greeks were still puzzled by the disappearance of the Age of Gods, and there were different legends in different places.

Until a bard named Homer found several suicide notes of the 32 heroes of the Thunder, and he gradually restored the truth of that year.

For the rest of his life, the bard named Homer traveled throughout Greece, eventually collecting the 24 testaments left by the heroes of the Thunder.

From the information in these suicide notes, he completely reconstructed the plan and deeds of killing Zeus.

From the incident of the golden apple to the death of Zeus, the bard Homer spent his entire life recording them and spreading them throughout the world.

At the same time, he also testified from other collected materials that in the end there was a hero who survived and returned all the suicide notes to the heroes' hometowns, leading their souls back to their homeland.

The bard spent his entire life trying to restore the stories of the past.

This story is called "The Iliad and the Iliad".

The subsequent story of the 32 heroes returning home is called "Odyssey"...

(End of this chapter)