World of Gods

　　 Rome’s most elite army is fully deployed.

　　 All Greek magicians issued a call, hoping that more people would defend Greece against Rome.

　　Countless news is circulating in the world.

　　 It turned out that Magic Xinguang Suye had already attacked the battlefield at dusk.

　　Zeus lowered the sword of divine punishment and started the destruction of the world.

　　 In a mansion, in front of the magic mirror, the old Sanctuary magician slowly turned to the mirror, and skillfully helped his great-great-granddaughter to comb her hair.

　　 The old man took the hand of the great-great-great-granddaughter with a sweet smile, walked outside the family hall and stood at the door.

　　 The family members stood up solemnly.

　　 At the door, two figures, one black and one red, are holding hands.

　　 "Grandpa..." The head of the family looked at the old man embarrassedly.

　　 The old man arched his back slightly, his face covered with age spots, his eyebrows fell out, his eyes squinted, and his lips sunken.

　　 The old man waved his hand and stopped his grandson.

　　 "I know what you guys think, this time, I must join the war."

"Since I got to know Su Ye, I didn’t understand one thing. Is it so important to make the world a little better? Isn’t it more important to make myself better? Why should I take care of other people’s affairs? I never understand. ."

　　 "Until Hult passed away a few years ago, I didn't understand."

　　 "You know, after leaving Plato Academy, I never participated in the war again. I don't want to die, I want to live, and stay alive."

　　 "I think it is meaningless for Hote to turn from a fighter to a mage. I think that everything Su Ye did is meaningless."

　　 "Until the sword of God's punishment came, until I found out that maybe Shandora would disappear with this world before she grows up." The old man glanced at the great-great-granddaughter beside him.

　　 Shandora glared at her grandpa with a sweet smile, but couldn't understand what he said.

　　 The old man slowly straightened his body and scanned the family.

　　 "I combed Shandora's hair while recalling the changes in the human world over the years"

　　 "In the first year of knowing Su Ye, he was of little importance to mankind."

　　 "In the tenth year of knowing Su Ye, he is still insignificant to mankind."

　　 "However, as time goes by, Su Ye has become more and more important to mankind."

　　 "Now, for mankind, Su Ye is the only hope."

　　 "At that time, Su Ye did a lot of things that were of no importance and meaningless, but when all things were added together, the greatness shone and shined forever."

　　 "I use the eyes of more than ten years to measure, but I can't understand; I use decades of eyes to measure, but I can't understand; when I use a hundred years as a ruler, I am barely qualified to measure this great ten thousandth."

　　 "I finally understand the meaning of Su Ye's existence."

　　 "I finally understand, it turns out that he really wants to protect the world."

　　 "It's like, I really want to protect Shandora."

　　 Albert squeezed the face of his great-granddaughter in an affectionate manner, his body was shining with magical brilliance after another, his body slowly erected, wrinkles gradually disappeared, and he was young and healthy.

　　 Every time he takes a step, his breath strengthens.

　　 The moment he walked out of the house, the light of legend soared into the sky, swinging through the sky.

　　 God Realm, the battlefield at dusk.

　　 Olympus is beyond the stars.

　　 Su Ye stood in outer space and took another step. Originally, he wanted to step to the gate of the shrine, but he was blocked by great power and appeared at the foot of Olympus Mountain.

　　 This is a huge mountain that looks very similar to Olympus in Greece, but it is a thousand times bigger.

　　 At the foot of the green hill, stood a familiar figure.

　　The black hair of a chicken coop is topped with a laurel crown, a rumpled black robe, holding a ten-dragon sword stick in his right hand, and a faint smile on his face.

　　The sharp blade of the years left clear nicks on his skin.

　　 Aristotle.

　　 "We meet again." Aristotle smiled.

　　 Su Ye nodded slightly and sighed softly.

　　 "You are getting old for more than a hundred years." Su Ye looked at Aristotle with strange eyes.

　　 "Are you still blaming me?"

　　 Su Ye's complexion changed slightly.

　　 At the end of Plato’s battle, on the ruins of the academy, Aristotle grabbed Plato’s head, looked towards Olympus Mountain, and said that famous saying, I love my teacher and love the truth more.

　　 Suddenly, the ends of Aristotle's black hair slowly turned golden.

　　 Those golden colors are like flames, slowly spreading upwards.

　　 Aristotle sighed softly and said, "I can't help it anymore. Fortunately, you have arrived."

　　 said, the magic of the whole body was rippling, intertwined with strange urban phantoms, isolating the inside and outside.

　　 Aristotle handed out a sickle of gray rock stained with black stains.

　　 The surface of the sickle is cratered, the blade is rough and sharp, and it is stained with weathered black blood.

　　 In the blood stain, there seemed to be worms squirming.

　　 "Grey and gold sickle?" Su Ye took over this famous artifact in disbelief.

　　 Made by Gaia, used by the second-generation Cronus, slashed and wounded the first-generation king Uranus, and even chopped off his key parts.

　　 Grey-gold sickle, has the power to suppress all the blood of Uranus.

　　Zeus, is the grandson of Uranus.

　　 "Is this the reason Odin didn't let me kill you?"

　　 Aristotle smiled, magic power surged around his body, and the translucent city phantom gradually expanded and became solid.

　　 In a blink of an eye, a city exactly like the city of Athens a hundred years ago spread out

　　 The center of this city is the Plato Institute.

　　 The center of the Plato Academy is the Mage Tower.

　　 On the top of the mage tower, there are two statues standing.

　　 One Socrates and one Plato.

　　 Su Ye was taken aback for a moment, and muttered to himself: "The ideal country..."

Aristotle laughed happily and said: "The teacher's heart is very, very cruel. He was extremely cruel to me, a student, and forced me to kill him. Standing in the ruins of blood, he put all hope on you. . However, he gave the ideal country to me. I am his favorite student."

　　 "Of course..." Su Ye's voice was low.

　　 A magnificent and magnificent ten-thousand-meter bow with countless precious stones emerges behind Apollo.

　　 The main artifact, the bow of the sun.

　　 Apollo's fetish.

Under the brilliant golden light, the golden color on Aristotle's hair increased rapidly, and his black hair quickly decreased.

　　 When he was in the land of creation, Su Ye talked with Apollo's distractions and learned something.

　　 Later, Odin said that Aristotle could not be killed, and Euclid said before that he must be careful of Aristotle. Everything was slowly connected together.

　　Until Aristotle saw the bow of the sun and the kingdom of ideals.

　　 Zeus sent his favorite son, Apollo, to come to the world, occupy the body of mortals, and learn philosophy and magic.

　　 But, at the moment Apollo understood philosophy, he was not just Apollo.

　　 Suddenly, Aristotle's body swelled, his face twisted, and his various expressions seemed to be a group of people fighting together.

　　 "I...I am Apollo, the son of Zeus, how can I subdue to mortals..." Aristotle's hair suddenly turned golden, blond frantically, and the sun rolled in his eyes.

　　 The vast divine might sway the world, rushing into the clouds to obscure the sun.

　　 In the next moment, the golden color faded halfway, Aristotle's hair was half gold and half black, and the fire of the sun was gushing in his eyes, and his face was hideous.

　　 "I am the **** of light and the sun, and I will not extinguish the raging, how can I fall behind the fire-stealing Prometheus. Today, I will light the fire of the new world and shine forever on the world!"

　　 Aristotle's complexion was exceptionally calm.

　　 In the next instant, the golden color in his hair disappeared, and his head was completely black.

　　 At this moment, Aristotle turned into a giant of ten thousand meters, holding the bow of the sun, looking down on the world.

　　 He drew his bow, and countless brilliance condensed on the bowstrings, converging into a huge golden arrow burning with flames.

　　 Suddenly, the ideal country shattered into countless white lights, wrapped in golden arrows, dyed pure white.

　　 Aristotle looked out of the mountain and took a deep look at Su Ye.

　　 "I love my teacher, and love the truth more. You are the truth."

　　 After finishing speaking, Aristotle smiled brightly and turned around abruptly. His body and the **** bow suddenly turned into golden dust, the sky rippling with white light, and countless human voices filled the world.

　　 The noise of the city, the chaotic sound of pots and pans, the sound of reading, the whisper of the lover, the sound of hammers, the sound of heavy footsteps... Countless sounds sounded in unison, converging into an immortal movement.

　　 "I, Aristotle, as a mortal, I will destroy the old days and lift up the new glory!"

　　 Boom!

The giant white light arrow flies through the void like a pure white lightning, tearing through the clouds from the bottom up, penetrating the protection, carrying a terrifying spiral light pattern, penetrating the main gate of the palace of the gods, crushing the gods, smashing the incarnation of Zeus, and penetrating the gods. Hou Hera's chest nailed her to the mural of the King of Gods.

　　 The sword feather vibrated and resounded across the sky.

　　 "Take off the old days, lift up the new glory..."

　　 Boom!

　　The arrow of the gods burst, and a magnificent sun suddenly rose, burst the palace of the gods, and razed the mountain of Olympus.

　　 God light swept across, sky fire rushed up, reaching the top of the battlefield at dusk.

　　 Su Ye looked at the sacred fire of the sun erupting in the sky and sighed softly.

　　 Suddenly, a big thunder hand fell from the sky, and with a light wave, it extinguished the flame.

　　 "Odin and Plato worked hard for so long, but they only controlled one of my sons. It was too weak."

　　 In the ruins on the top of the mountain, the wind was hunting, Zeus's white hair was swaying in the wind, and the thunder was flowing all over his body.

　　 The skin is white and tender like a baby, and all the scars disappeared.

　　The breath of the Peak God King rose to the sky, bright like a holy light, shattering the space, and countless pieces of space shattered into clouds and mist, covering hundreds of thousands of miles in the sky.

　　 Outside the battlefield at dusk, if the gods under the main **** look at Zeus, they will have electricity in their eyes and crack their brains.

　　 Zeus looked down at Su Ye, his eyes rolled like thunder stars.

　　 The golden-yellow **** sun wheel behind him slowly rotates~www.wuxiaspot.com~The pressure of the **** king forms layers of ripples visible to the naked eye, pressing down from top to bottom.

　　 In an instant, tens of thousands of layers of space ripples flowed in front of Su Ye.

　　 The God Sunlight Wheel behind Su Ye shook suddenly, and the breath of Thousand Heavy Divine Power rose to the sky, shattering the ripples in the space and shaking away the pressure of the God King.

　　Zeus stayed for a while, the main **** and even the **** king who watched the battle from a distance were stunned for a moment.

　　 I have never seen such an outrageous **** in my life!

　　 "It's really different." Zeus nodded lightly.

Su Ye stepped up and said as he walked: "Many years ago, when I first entered Plato Academy, Teacher Nidern asked me a question. If Master Plato asked me to climb Mount Olympus, my first thought would be What? My answer at the time was to find a way to climb. But my real thought was to ask Plato, why did he let me climb Olympus?"

　　 Zeus held the spear of thunder in his right hand, and he stood upright with a childlike face.

　　 "Now, I have my own answer."

　　 "When a mortal thinks, the gods laugh." Zeus smiled.

　　 "I make you unable to laugh." Su Ye said calmly.

　　 The distant gods secretly wiped a sweat, Su Ye really didn't regard Zeus as the king of gods.

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