Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

Just by looking at Osmandis's expression of despair, Zeus guessed what Osmandis was thinking. As Lucius's "great father", Zeus decided to explain for Lucius.

"Osmandis, Lucius was once defeated by the current Lion Goddess, Longomeniad, during the time of King Arthur, and was even disowned in history. He couldn't swallow this humiliation. To him, personally and alone defeating Longomeniad, the goddess transformed by King Arthur, was far more important than simply defeating her."

Now that Osmandis had unexpectedly fulfilled his inner wish, he calmed down and thought carefully about what Zeus said and found that it was true. If it were him, he would definitely choose the same style of play as Lucius.

"Do you think he can win?"

"He will definitely lose."

Zeus' answer was firm and without hesitation.

With Zeus' current strength, there was naturally no possibility of any other result coming from his mouth, but he did not say it at the time in order not to offend Lucius.

"Then you still..."

"Although I also hope he can win, in his opinion, the process of victory is more important than the result of victory, so I choose to respect his will."

“Hehehe, hahahaha!”

Seeing Osmandis suddenly burst into laughter as if he had gone crazy, Zeus looked at him with a caring look for a mentally retarded person until Osmandis became so embarrassed that he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Well... then what do we need to do to cooperate with you?"

Osmandis coughed pretentiously to ease the embarrassment.

"Just follow your plan and defeat the goddess Longomyniad."

"Didn't you say that the goddess Longomyniad cannot die and the British singularity cannot disappear?"

"Don't worry, just do it, I have a way to deal with it later."

After hearing what Zeus said, Osmandis slumped back on the throne lazily.

"Then I'll leave everything to you, God King Zeus."

With someone to back him up, Osmandis felt relieved. Although he had believed in victory before, he was not sure of victory after all. Now he is finally sure of victory.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Just as Zeus was about to leave, Osmandis suddenly called out to him.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

I should have explained everything I needed to explain. Could it be that Osmandis hasn't understood yet?

"Be nice to Nitocris."

Zeus was suddenly embarrassed.

"This, I don't understand."

Osmandis looked disdainful.

"What are you pretending for? Nitocris was talking about how you dared to be distracted in front of me, like a young girl in love."

This time, Zeus was really wronged. It was not him who took the initiative to seduce Nitocris, but it was Nitocris who fell in love with him when she saw him.

But it was a fact that Nitocris was sunk by him, and Zeus did not intend to shirk responsibility. However, when these words came out of Osmandis' mouth, it sounded a bit like a father-in-law warning his son-in-law, which made Zeus really nervous.

......

In front of the holy city of Camelot.

There was a loud bang, and as the coordinated attack that gathered all the strength of the entire Roman Legion magician unit fell on the gate of Camelot, a hole was blasted open in the gate that was said to never be breached head-on.

"Arthur, wash your neck and wait!"

Chapter 88 Who are you?

As the gates of Camelot came crashing down, Lucius's unbridled laughter echoed as if it echoed through the very earth.

"Lucius Hiberius, the remnant soul erased by history, leave this era that does not belong to you!"

The blazing sun flame attached to Gawain's sword, the Wheel of Victory, and Gawain swung the sword with all his strength towards Lucius.

Facing Gawain, who was blessed with the "Never Night" blessing, even Lancelot, the chief knight of the Knights of the Round Table, had to dodge his heavy blows with three times his combat power.

"You speak as if you belong to this era."

However, Lucius did not dodge and swung the magic sword Emperor Sword Florent to meet the attack.

The tremendous force of the two swords colliding threw the surrounding Roman legionnaires and the Knights of Discipline away.

Even though Gawain tried his best to push the Wheel of Victory down, Lucius did not move at all.

next moment.

"Game time ends here."

"what?"

Gawain didn't have time to ask Lucius what he meant. Lucius suddenly exerted force, and Gawain's Wheel of Victory Sword was lifted high up and then fell to the ground not far away.

Gawain was pushed back repeatedly by Lucius's huge force. There was no doubt that Gawain lost this duel.

"Is this all you can do, Gawain?"

Seeing Gawain defeated, Tristan and Mordred prepared to attack together, abandoning their chivalry and besieging Lucius.

"Stop it, you are no match for him, just let him come in."

A cold and holy voice came from the throne room deep in Camelot.

"But, King..."

Gawain, who had just had the Wheel of Victory Sword knocked away, felt a little unwilling.

"Lord Gao Wen, obeying the king's orders is the duty of the Knights of the Round Table."

Hearing his colleagues' persuasion, Gao Wen obediently gave way.

Lucius strode into Camelot.

For Heroic Spirits of the level of Lucius and the goddess Longomyniad, ambushes and sieges have lost their meaning. Only opponents of the same level can truly defeat them.

When Lucius walked into the throne room and faced the goddess Longomeniade, the powerful divinity and immense divine might were like steel needles piercing Lucius' skin.

The strong sense of oppression made Lucius even more excited.

The goddess Longomeniade slowly walked down from the throne, picked up the holy spear with one hand and pointed it at Lucius.

"Come on, don't waste time, let's decide the outcome with just one move."

The tip of the Holy Lance began to gather the power of the goddess Longomyniad.

"That's exactly what I meant. Today, I, Lucius Hiberius, must wash away the shame of the past."

Lucius held high the magic sword, the Imperial Sword Florent, with both hands. The blessings of the Roman gods shone on it, and a torrent of scarlet magic power surged on the sword.

The next moment, a laser shot out from the tip of the holy spear in the hands of the goddess Rongomeniad, heading straight for Lucius. Although it was extremely small, it concentrated all the power of the goddess Rongomeniad. Compared with the Holy Judgment of Punishing the People of the Mountain, its attack power was several levels stronger.

Lucius swung the Demonic Sword Emperor Sword Florent fiercely, and a torrent of scarlet magic power poured out in an instant.

The powerful attacks from both sides collided, and the entire land of Camelot was shaking. The jade pillars and ceiling of the throne room turned to ashes under the aftermath of the collision.

In the end, even with the blessing of Zeus and the support of the entire Roman legion, Lucius was still no match for the goddess Longominiddes who held the projection of the Tower of the End.

Seeing that the situation was at a stalemate, the goddess Longominiade sighed softly, and magic power instantly filled her body. Compared to Lucius, she did not put on any buffs before this decisive battle.

Now, just a simple release of magic power instantly doubled Lucius's pressure.

The next moment, she activated the [Goddess's Core] with all her strength, and the originally tiny laser was covered with a layer of golden light.

With a series of buffs from the goddess Longomyniad, the stalemate in the battle was quickly broken.

The laser shot out from the tip of the Holy Lance bit by bit tore through Lucius's magical torrent.

Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, Lucius roared in vain and could only watch the attack from the goddess Longomeniade approach step by step.

In the end, Lucius's magic torrent was completely torn apart by the attack of the goddess Longomyniad, and the laser directly hit the magic sword Emperor Sword Florent, knocking it away and then piercing through Lucius's soul core.

Lucius, whose soul core was damaged, could no longer survive in this world. He staggered to the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

The goddess Longomeniad took off her armor and looked at him with an extremely cold and emotionless gaze.

Feeling the gaze from the goddess Longomeniade, it was completely different from the past. Back then, Arthur looked at him with disgust for himself, love for his hometown, hope for the future, and most importantly, the vitality of life.

"So that's how it is. It's just as Father God said, Arthur. You are dead."

But now, in the eyes of the goddess Longominiade, there is only endless emptiness and silence, and the vitality of life has disappeared without a trace.

However, the next moment, the goddess Longominidde, who had just looked calm, suddenly felt as if she was facing a great enemy.

A flash of lightning appeared in the ruined throne room.

"Lucius, it seems you have lost."

Hearing the familiar voice, Lucius knew it was the "Great Father" even without turning his head.

"I'm...sorry, great...father, for disappointing you."

Looking at Lucius who was spitting blood and looking guilty in front of him, Zeus didn't say much.

He walked up to Lucius and placed his hands over his eyes.

"No, my lovely child, Lucius Hiberius, do not be sad, I am proud of you."

Then he closed Lucius's eyes with his hands. After hearing Zeus' last words, Lucius closed his eyes with a smile, and then turned into starlight and dissipated with the wind.

......

The unfathomable aura emanating from Zeus even made the goddess Longomeniad, who had almost lost all her emotions, feel a little frightened.

Unlike Osmandis, a heroic spirit who was able to transform into a living god in his own temple with the favor of the Egyptian God-King, the goddess Longominid was a god no matter where she was. The holy spear projected by the Tower of the End also gave her insight far beyond that of ordinary gods.

She could tell at a glance that Zeus was not an ordinary god. The current environment in the world was simply unable to support the arrival of the God King himself, let alone Zeus, whose aura far surpassed that of the God King.

This level of power was even enough to make this mysterious and almost dying era return to the mythical era of great abundance, but he perfectly suppressed it around his body without leaking out even a little bit.

"You are the one who summoned Lucius. You deceived him. You are not the original Jupiter of this world. Who are you?!"

Chapter 89: Greek "Idols" (Comedy)

"I am Jupiter and Zeus."

"No, that's impossible. Jupiter isn't as strong as you. Wait, you're a being from another world."

Zeus nodded.

The goddess Longominid calmly put down the sacred spear.

"what is your purpose."

Facing the powerful Zeus, even the Longomeniad, who had transformed into a goddess, had no ability to resist.

"You, and the entire singularity."

The goddess Longomeniades nodded, not doubting the truth of Zeus' words.

Although Zeus and Goetia were far stronger than her, they gave her a different feeling.

Facing the Goetia goddess Longomeniades is like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky.

But facing Zeus is like an ant seeing the sky.

The gap between Goetia and Zeus is probably greater than the gap between a grain of sand and Mount Everest.

"Yes, I can marry you, and Camelot will be incorporated into the Roman Empire. Is this the case?"

"No, no, not yet."

Zeus saw the goddess Longomeniades put her hands on the breastplate and prepared to take off the armor, so he quickly waved his hand.

"You haven't matured yet."

Goddess Longomyniad looked at her mature body with confusion. Before she chose the Holy Sword, she had indeed remained in the youthful period of a young girl and her body had stopped developing. But now this body was at its "peak" stage. How could it be said that it was not mature?

Recalling some of the statues of "idol goddesses" she had seen in Rome before, the goddess Longominiades suddenly understood.

"I see. But I'm sorry, it's hard for me to return to the state I was in back then..."

Seeing the goddess Longomeniades apologize without any emotion and say that she could not return to the posture of holding the holy sword, Zeus immediately knew that she was thinking wrongly.

"No, no, no, I'm talking about your immaturity mentally and mentally, not your physical size."