Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

A year ago, at the Battle of Hood Island, it seemed the same man had struck the same blow at the same target. It hadn't worked then, but what about now?

At this crossroads of fate, did the goddess of life witness this scene? Did she observe the ghost from Sparta strike this earth-shattering sword at Him?

The Sun Goddess watched this scene silently, with a glint of surprise in her calm eyes. Where her gaze was focused, a ray of morning light fell from the sky, igniting the sword of Olympus in Kratos' hand, which was shining with a faint blue light, and made it emit a brilliant flame of blazing white and almost blue.

At this moment, the previously silent Book of Genesis seemed to possess the same living qualities as the Little Broken Book series, and began writing rules on its pages:

"The great goddess of life possesses supreme and inviolable power. No one, no god, has the power to harm her."

"This is a rule of the highest priority. Violators will be punished by death."

After finishing writing, it waited quietly for a moment, and then continued writing with a hint of disappointment:

"Alas, nothing happened in the end! Due to the relative lack of truth, the rule only had a 52% chance of coming true, and this rule just happened to trigger a 48% chance of failure! Fate wasn't on my side."

Almost at the same time, the nightmare struck. As the thin green line on the distant log silently connected to everyone, everyone entered the dream at the same time.

Smith Hall rubbed his eyes and found himself at the door of his mansion in Nathaniel District 4.

This... this must be a dream, right? But how can I escape from this dream?

Smith Hall took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. It was exactly 9 o'clock in the evening.

As expected, Smith Hall found a pair of other men's leather boots at the entrance. With the keen spiritual perception of a demigod, he also sensed many things that he did not want to see.

This dream undoubtedly mirrored reality. While he was fighting to save the world, his wife was betraying him. This was undoubtedly a serious challenge to the family's teachings and beliefs. What should he do now? Should he join them, or leave? Should he forgive them once again?

In the Kingdom of Sifalik, where the infidelity rate is as high as 57%, it seems that forgiving them is not a big deal. It is human who makes the mistake; it is God who forgives.

He comforted himself and stood in silence at the entrance for a while. Not disturbing me was my last kindness. He sighed, took out a Farik harmonica from his trouser pocket, and began to play silently.

This is the famous song from the Kingdom of Sifalik: Doris's Blessing.

Only then did he understand the true meaning of his family motto: mistakes are inevitable, and forgiveness is sacred.

Then he remembered his childhood when he was young and pestered his mother to buy him a hat. When asked what color hat he wanted, he chose green without hesitation.

He still remembers his mother telling him that green was not good-looking and that he would have trouble wearing it when he grew up.

Is this fate? Smith Hall's face suddenly became stiff!

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Life Elf Goddess, and she was about to dodge, but at this moment, she heard a clear sound, and silver chains inexplicably appeared beside the Life Elf Goddess, with wedges of different shapes tied at both ends, fixing her firmly in place for a while. Even with her status close to that of the old days, she was unable to break free for a short time.

This is a treasure from the King's Treasures, a favorite Noble Phantasm of the Hero King. Its true name is Enkidu, and it is the chain that once bound the "Bull of Heaven," and its power is that of the "God of Law."

The harder the Noble Phantasm becomes, the higher the divinity of the target it captures.

With the Life Spirit Goddess's immensely powerful divinity, no matter how high her status, she couldn't break free hastily. Even she felt a sense of fatal threat!

He only had time to raise his head before his form grew madly. A phantom, slowly turning pages of a book appeared in his eyes. A flood of green light once again formed a nearly invisible wall around him. Above him, a dense mass of fireballs began to form, propelled by the wind, madly rushing towards Kratos. Simultaneously, he attempted to fully animate the Sword of Olympus in his hand.

Kratos ignored all attacks and still resolutely swung the Sword of Olympus, which was emitting a brilliant white and blue flame, at the invisible barrier in front of him with all his strength.

This barrier could withstand a head-on attack from the Sun Goddess, but in the face of the enormous power of Kronos, the King of Titans who could rival the Twelve Titans, and the full-strength attack from the God of War, the surface barrier quickly collapsed and melted away. The sword of Olympus cut deeply into the body of the Elf Goddess of Life, bringing out a large amount of gushing golden divine blood.

Sword light, blood, chaos, and countless sounds gathered together. At this moment, it seemed to resonate with the scene a year ago!

This divine weapon, forged by Zeus with all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in order to defeat the Titans, caused extremely horrific trauma to the goddess of life, leaving one wound after another deep enough to see the bone on her body, and even the wounds were attached with faint blue flames.

Suffering this unprecedented heavy trauma, the Life Elf Goddess couldn't help but bend over and let out a wail of extreme pain! It seemed as if something had completely shattered, and even the fifth level of dreams shook violently.

Countless green threads connected to the wood suddenly broke, and the green bubbles representing dreams burst, allowing everyone trapped in the dream to regain consciousness for a short time.

"No…what did you do?"

Everyone could notice that streams of green smoke were pouring out from the wound of the Life Elf Goddess, and an illusory figure with ethereal divinity was rising into the sky.

Kratos' full-strength attack seemed to have killed a god in the body of the life elf goddess.

"……this……"

The onlookers around had just woken up from their nightmares and were immediately shocked by this scene. Their eyes widened and their breathing became rapid. Even Zhou Ning couldn't help but feel his blood boiling and wanted to cheer for this epic scene.

"Damn ants!"

The eyes of the Life Elf Goddess became completely crazy. Around her body, a storm formed purely by majestic divinity and mental power suddenly swept in all directions, and the Heavenly Chains suddenly shattered into pieces.

This was a divine hurricane close to the level of the old days. With the blessing of wind authority, it could almost destroy a god head-on. Even powerful gods like the Sun Goddess and the God of War were slightly affected and had to take shelter in the rear temporarily.

Facing the impact of the divine hurricane at close range, Kratos, whose health was already low, was blown away by the divine storm in an instant and fell heavily to the ground. There was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, and after a moment he turned into white light and flew away.

At this time, the reality of the dream has been affected a little. The huge moon in the sky is getting closer to the ground, but the color has begun to appear unreal.

The Life Elf Goddess gasped and finally calmed down. She wiped the scars on her body with her hands, and her eyes suddenly became half crazy and half solemn. If she didn't care before, now she finally realized that she might really lose.

He stretched out his hand, and within his palm, an emerald green scepter suddenly condensed. He held it high:

"In the name of the Goddess of Life, I allow the fate of the kingdom of God to unfold all possibilities."

Some astonishing changes seem to be brewing in the kingdom of God.

Before the change happened, Zhou Ning had already keenly noticed that just when Kratos dealt a fatal blow to the Life Elf Goddess, his inventory quietly returned.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Ning stretched out his right hand and grabbed a Coming Card from the void, a Coming Card with colorful light.

On the card, he was wearing a spotless white robe, holding a flute and playing with his eyes closed. Then, the flute transformed into a long sword, which he grasped and pointed forward. Meanwhile, countless gleaming swords hovered above his head, lingering.

The taste is as strong as ever.

Eternal Sword God Zhou Ning!