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Chapter 66 God-killing Armor - Thunderbolt

Hundreds of years later, in the House of the Decrees in Athens.

Young Socrates was cleaning the library when he found an ancient papyrus in an ancient book.

Being well-versed in Homer's epics, he instantly realized that this might be a precious record left over from the Age of Gods. He immediately opened Homer's epics and then opened the papyrus very preciously.

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

It was written on papyrus, faded to the point of being almost invisible.

However, the young Socrates felt like he had found a treasure.

Because he discovered that this was the final suicide note of one of the 32 heroes! It was a suicide note that even Homer had never found.

He left the church excitedly, and at the door of the church, he saw a father and son taking their child to watch the stars.

"Dad, why are the stars in the sky so bright?" asked the child.

"Because those fallen heroes are watching over us," Dad said with a smile. "Because of this, we can live a stable life."

……

The last will and testament of the 32 heroes of the Tianting has been collected, which makes the scholars cheer.

They reread the records in Homer's epic and rewrote the story of the 32 heroes of the Thunder, naming it "The Records of the Thunder".

An opera based on this story is also performed in the academy.

Countless bards played the roles of legendary heroes or gods, repeatedly performing the heroic stories of the Age of Gods hundreds of years ago, as if they were commemorating their ancestors, and as if they were leading the way home for those heroes who died in foreign lands.

On this day, the Athens Opera was packed with people. Everyone came to watch the last heroic epic of the Greek Age of Gods and to enjoy this masterpiece of opera.

And in the crowd, a witch wearing a blood-stained hood watched the opera quietly. She saw the replica of the Tianting and strangers in ancient armor performing their own stories.

She saw a strange young man who shouted that he was the "loving hero - Siddiqui"...

Even though he was the most handsome guy the academy could find, she was still roaring in her heart while sitting in the audience.

"No, you are not! You are not even a fraction of him! My Siddiqui will not care about anyone's titles or praises..."

The audience cheered wildly. Both the bravery of the twelve trials and the tragic betrayal of Zeus brought tears to their eyes.

But that witch, no matter how hard the people on the stage performed, could not move her heart...

"Hey, what's wrong? Is the story not exciting enough?" A Greek girl next to the witch seemed to see that she was in a bad mood and asked.

"No, I just already know the rest of the story..."

She left the theater, and then thunderous cheers rang out in the theater, celebrating the perfect performance and celebrating that they still remembered the stories of their ancestors.

The witch looked at the entrance of the theater, where there was a large stone tablet with lines of text engraved on it.

“This is to commemorate the 32 heroes who killed gods on the Tianting.

Cedrus
The author of The New York Times

阿喀琉斯
Odysseus
Ajax

Agamemnon
......"

She didn't know why, but when she looked at these names, she felt an overwhelming sadness coming towards her, like a gushing stream of ice-cold water, overwhelming and about to cover her. The sadness was strong, fierce and overbearing, as if it wanted to tear her apart.

"I am the only one left alive..."

"I'm the only one left..."

……

3200 years later, modern times, Neon Chiba Prefecture.

The whirring sound of the train passed by my ears.

Xue Lufeng regained consciousness and watched the last train to Takasaki Station pull out. He turned on his phone and it felt like a lifetime ago. August 8th, 19:15 PM, exactly as he had left.

"Great sage, are you still there?" Xue Lufen asked towards the consciousness space.

However, the entire space was silent, with only the empty countdown of 3 days and 15 hours still decreasing.

No communication text appeared on the panel anymore.

The old man left, and Xue Lufen knew that he would never come back.

But everything he left behind became Xue Fa Lun's most precious wealth, whether it was the power of the cursed blood or the system he helped Xue Fa Lun build.

Nothing lasts forever.

Xue Lufen finally arrived at Dagu's concert, but it was almost over when he arrived.

With the end of the last song "Take me higher", the concert also came to an end. During the thank-you session, Xue Lufa also received the small card with the signature.

The male idol also signed his name as "Yuan Da Gu" at the request of fans.

All the tasks of this trip were completed, and Xue Lufa took the opportunity to book a ticket home.

The plane left Narita Airport.

On the panel, he has reached 2% of the progress in stage 60.

He has already reached the heroic level, and it seems that he will soon reach the legendary level.

If the old undead were here, he might start yelling again, and the great sage's words might encourage him.

Xue Falun suddenly saw a small model of the Tianting appear in his consciousness space.

It was a standard ancient Greek three-masted warship, the one Xue Fa Lun was most familiar with, the ship that had witnessed their great achievements and journeys.

He immediately went to the panel and saw the information scanned by the panel.

[God-killing Armor - Thunderbolt (Noble Phantasm, A-Rank): This Noble Phantasm, condensed from the voyages of 32 Greek heroes, grants the ability to navigate any area. Aboard the Thunderbolt, one can summon the 32 Greek heroes, as well as the special unit, Hercules. The Thunderbolt and all heroes also possess the "God-killing" trait.]

[Hero's Blessing (Rank A): Damage and curses inflicted on you by divine enemies are greatly reduced, while damage and curses inflicted on you by divine enemies are greatly increased.]

[Current Status: Semi-Heroic (You are no longer a carbon-based human, but have taken a step closer to becoming an energy-based life form)]

Xue Lufen's breathing began to quicken, and he ignored the new protection effects. All he saw was the mark on the Tianting that could call out all his companions.

He smiled, and leaned against the window on the plane, looking at the brightly lit city below.

"Your story is far from over. Perhaps in other worlds, your names will be known to even more people, and your great deeds will be recorded in even more worlds."

The plane landed at the airport. When Xue Lufen was carrying his schoolbag and preparing to go home, a hard drive suddenly popped out in his consciousness space.

The hard drive popped out from under the panel built by the great sage. Xue Fazhen put down his schoolbag casually, took out his laptop and plugged in the hard drive. There was only a video of dozens of GB in it.

"Did the old man have anything else to say?"

However, when Xue Falun opened the video, he saw a first-person view of the Golden Apple incident.

He immediately realized something and looked at the length of the video: 342 hours.

Then he quickly pulled back, and sure enough, this was his first-person record of the entire ancient Greek event. It was clearly more than 300 hours of video, but it was only a few dozen GB in size, and even the images were extremely clear.

"Is it a technique to extract memories, or a technique to use the eyes as cameras... Really, Lao Deng, you secretly added a function without telling me..." Xue Lufen laughed. After copying the video, he put the hard drive back into the panel.

This video records their great achievements.

I left the airport with my schoolbag and watched the sun slowly rising in the distance.

The rising sun shone on Xue Lufeng. He smiled and said, "Today is another day full of hope."

The sun rises as usual today.

(End of this chapter)