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Chapter 88: Pseudo-Destruction Prologue
"Ships! Ships sail on the ground, ships fly in the sky! How is it possible for ships to fly in the sky!" Wang Gui's army from another world looked at this scene in horror.

Illusion? When?
No matter if they were knowledgeable wizards or veteran knights, upon seeing this huge ship that could sail into the sky and into the earth, they all slapped themselves hard to see if they were sober.

"Let's attack together, he's alone! I don't believe he can kill all of us before he runs out of energy!" An unknown general shouted, and the mages began to chant spells one by one.

The knights no longer looked at the strange ship, but raised their swords high.

Yes, no matter how much they say, there is only one person on the other side, while we have tens of thousands.

The advantage is on us.

Xue Falu didn't notice the spells flying towards him from behind, but turned around and said as if he was greeting old friends: "Long time no see."

"Buzz!" A huge seven-petal shield blocked Xue Lufeng's back, blocking the crossbow's shots and the mages' spells.

Ajax, the hero known as the Iron Wall of Greece, appears.

Not only that, Xue Law's words seemed to have opened a fuse.

When Xue Falun said "Long time no see", countless people responded and responded to this voice.

It's like an expeditionary force that opened a door to another world.

One by one, big guys wearing ancient Greek god-made armor and with arms strong enough to run horses strode towards them. Just by looking at their standing posture, you could tell that they were terrifyingly strong.

And at the front of the army, the men who seemed to be driving in heroic postures were the most attractive.

It was like the shock that ordinary soldiers felt when they saw the brave team for the first time.

The armor and weapons made by gods, as well as the weapons stained with the blood of Zeus, make it clear at a glance that they are elites who have crawled out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

This inevitably reminds the knights of the kingdom's summoning scene in the story, or the ancient heroes walking out of the epic.

Just the powerful aura that came towards them like a brave warrior, and the heroic figure in the luxurious armor, attracted dozens of people.

Anyone they picked out at random, the weakest one had legendary strength, and they were all capable of becoming leaders in the brave team. There were even many quasi-mythical ones, as well as the three, Hector, Achilles, and Hercules, who were true fourth-order mythical figures!
And there are 32 such people!
"How is it possible..." The mages forgot to chant their magic in disbelief, and the knights swallowed their saliva in horror.

Xue Lufen smiled, and all 32 people responded to his call.

The appearance of the Thunder does not bring 32 heroes with it, but is equivalent to a call to the 32 heroes buried in Greece.

Just like the Heroic Spirit Summoning Ceremony, they will only appear if they respond to Xue Falun’s call.

And now, everyone is here!

In fact, they are not the original heroes, but the heroes who fought side by side with Xue Falun and participated in the great war of killing gods in the abyss of despair.

Heroes who had buried their best years in the underworld but rose again from the Styx and killed the God-King!

After 3200 years of absence...

This time, all the crew members of Tianting have gathered again.

This miracle of summoning 32 heroes in an instant, this powerful, invincible and strongest momentum, made these people from another world feel their brains trembling. Under the powerful momentum of these heroes, they were at a loss and trembling like elementary school students thrown into a red light district.

However, the heroes did not pay attention to this group of people from another world who were almost scared out of their wits. Instead, they all came to Xue Lufen excitedly.

Their emotions seemed a little sad, a little excited, and a little inexplicable...

What the hell is this? Is this still Greece?

Most heroes probably feel this way at this moment.

Also, they were puzzled to see a bearded old man in the crowd.

The old man looked at the familiar scene in front of him, as if he was still living in a dream.

Really...

It's really you guys...

That’s great… That’s great…

The old man cried, and his figure gradually became younger, until he became the 12-year-old Achilles.

He wept, throwing himself upon Hector, weeping hysterically. Ever since that battle, countless nightmares had plagued him day and night, tormented by inner condemnation and torment, until he returned to the Thunder. Achilles, the only hero to have died of natural causes during the Age of Gods' extinction, finally returned to that summer of his 12th year.

After that day, he was dead, and the surviving Achilles was just a walking corpse who wanted to bring letters from his best friends back to his hometown.

This odyssey was so long that he even forgot who he was.

At this time, he finally returned to the summer when he was 12 years old. He saw his familiar comrades, his familiar teacher Hector, and their familiar leader Siddarius.

Everyone looks the same as before, just like they did back then.

He spoke in a hoarse voice: "This time, I will fight alongside you to the end, no matter who our enemy is..."

This scene was like the weight and heaviness of history striking the hearts of people in another world not far away. The breath from the mythology connected together as a whole.

Xue Falun came to Hercules and bowed slightly: "Thank you for your help, Hercules."

"I just want to see the scenery of another world." Hercules pretended to be calm on the surface, but the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK's.

Writing one's own mythological epic in another world is a temptation that no Greek can refuse.

What the Greeks wanted most was fame. Leaving their names in history and having their own epic poems were their first pursuits, followed by the things in their pants.

"So, who are we going to kill this time?" Hector showed off his skills with a gun, came to Xue Lufen and raised his fist.

Xue Lufa also raised his fist and bumped it with his.

"The situation in this world is very complicated..." Xue Lufen didn't pay attention to the aliens in the distance. He just quickly and concisely described the situation in this world.

"This is the situation now. The world has been completely polluted. There are evil demons in human skin everywhere. I definitely can't kill them all by myself, so I decided to imitate Zeus..." Xue Lufen opened his mouth and spit out his real plan.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Xue Lufen in shock.

"Referring to Zeus's Seven Chapters of Destruction, I plan to implement the Seven-Day Oath of Destruction in this world!" Xue Lufeng slowly uttered the plan.

The world is already terminally ill, and everyone in the world is like a fake person. He can't tell how many of them are real survivors one by one.

Therefore, he called out the Thunderbolt in order to complete Zeus's ritual. Zeus used the seven days of creation in the Book of Job, which he replaced with the seven chapters of destruction.

But Xue's Law does not have as much time as seven days.

Now, he only has 83 hours.

Therefore, he had to use Zeus's castrated version of the Seven Chapters of World Destruction and compress it into a four-day oath of world destruction.

This ceremony is called "Pseudo-Century of Destruction".

And in the last 11 hours, a true hero will kill this world-destroying demon king.

Use destruction to save the world.

"So, what's our mission?" The heroes were all eager to try.

"We need 12 people to become the Knights of the Round Table for our new hero, and the remaining people..." Xue Lufeng looked at the capital, then at the entire kingdom, the entire world, "Join the Demon King's army, become the Demon King's cadres, conquer! Ravage! Insult this kingdom! And massacre the city! Kill all the evil demons! In the most cruel and bloody way!"

"I promised someone that I would kill all the evil demons in the world."

"Don't worry about accidentally hurting ordinary people or being unable to distinguish between evil spirits. We are heroes who can kill gods, and the evil spirits are just affected by our God-killing trait!"

"There's no need to feel any psychological burden. Any living creature would feel fear, be frightened, or reveal a vulnerability, but demons don't! They're biological weapons without a sense of pain."

Xue Lufen looked up at the sky. He stretched out the index finger of his left hand. The cursed blood created a hole in the palms of his hands. The blood gathered at his fingertips. He vaguely felt the consciousness of this world.

"With this oath, we lay the foundation for our Eden!"

In the sky, a huge right hand finger appeared, and the index finger of that huge right hand extended, as if a myth had descended. Witnessed by all the Greek heroes, amid the horror of tens of thousands of magicians and knights, and in front of nearly a million astonished gazes in this alien world's capital, the giant hand pointed at the finger extended by Xue Fa Lun.

The next moment, from nowhere, a voice spread throughout the whole world, and everyone could hear it, like the tolling of a death knell at the end of the world.

"On the first day, grant war!"

　I have successfully made it to Sanjiang. Thanks to my brothers for their support. I am very grateful. After the listing, I will directly make 10,000 yuan a day, at least for a few days before making any more decisions!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)