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Blood burst out of the wound, staining Avanti's beard red, and in the sound of flesh splitting, Avanti coldly swung his blade. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two sharp blades that pierced Zeus's neck were like scissors, cutting off the head with an incredible expression, and fell to the cracked ground, and the precious divine blood flowed along the stone cracks, and the gushing blood rushed out of Zeus's neck.

The rifted Thunder Sword fell into the viscous blood, stained with a layer of scarlet.

At the top of the temple, the symbol of the existence of the Olympian gods, which is also the Flame of Olympus, which allows them to use their divine power without restrictions, is quietly extinguished.

Avanti watched in silence as Zeus's body turned to ashes in the scarlet hellfire, slowly collected it, and poured it into the skin that was almost full.

Inside, the white ashes of the gods of all Olympus!

Bai Sè's mount bent down and gently picked up the Thunder Sword and pinned it to the saddle behind his back.

The saddle was already covered with broken weapons, such as Hades' hook claw, the sea emperor's broken trihald fork, Zeus's thunder sword, the reins of Aboro's chariot, and even Athena's crown brother, in silence, the four Grand Dukes of Hell, and even the seventy-two pillar demon gods under his command, knelt silently on one knee, waiting for Avanti's final order.

Barr raised his head and looked at Avanti's lonely back: "Islamic caliph, what about the freedom you promised?" ”

"You're free.

Avanti turned around and walked slowly out of the main hall, never looking at the ecstatic demon gods again.

Chen Jing, who was sitting on the steps, turned his head silently, jumped up and asked with some concern: "Uncle, is it okay for you to have a bad face?" ”

"It's nothing, I'll give this to you as a thank you." Avanti raised the black box in his hand and laughed: "The Pandora's box, the source of sin created by Olympus over the years, if it is used as an advanced material, even the Death Weapon that has reached the limit has the potential to reach a higher level. ”

"Melt these things down and you should be able to make a suit of armor." He patted the broken weapons on the saddle and looked at Ottoria, "It's all good material." ”

Ottoria looked at Avanti with some embarrassment: "You are too generous, in fact, these reward points have already satisfied us." ”

"I'm tired and want someone to get some drinks." Avanti laughed tiredly, and handed the black sè box to Chen Jingmo: "If you want to refuse, you have to talk about it later, right?" ”

Patting the horse on the head, he disappeared alone on the devastated Mount Olympus.

Where will he go? They already knew.

Chen Jingmo and Ottolia were silent as they watched the old man who had finished his revenge slowly leave.

After a long time, the Time Mirror in the Temple of Destiny shone again, and this time, the tired old man finally returned to the time when he first came to this world.

The city-state of Sparta was lit up in the middle of the night, and foreign visitors brought the city back into a clamor of hustle and bustle.

The windswept guest impressed the king of Sparta with his admirable wisdom.

He easily defeated the strongest of the tribe, and found new water sources and land for them to cultivate.

This led to the admiration and trust of the Baltians, who believed in the sun god, for these mysterious beings.

Like supposed to be his best friend, the new king Kratos soon became friends with this guest named "Avanti".

In the light of the torch, the old man and the burly Kratos raised their glasses, laughed and drank, and said something happily in the tent.

My friend, your sad fate is gone, and it is good to see that you are still heroic, so that you can live with the unyielding spirit of the Spartans.

Live a life that is truly yours, and no one can take away everything that belongs to you.

After a long time, Avanti opened his drunken eyes, looked out of the palace, and smiled: "Who is that?" ”

At the end of the firelight, a burly boy looked curiously at the strange visitor, silent and silent.

Kratos waved his hand to signal the curious peeping teenager to come in, slapped his broad palm on his back, and said with a proud smile: "My son Letagno, will also be the most powerful warrior in Sparta in the future." ”

Letagno raised his head without fear and with curiosity in his eyes: "Father said that you are the most powerful warrior, is it true?" ”

"No, I'm just a humble fool compared to being truly powerful." Avanti laughed silently, bent down and said to the child, "Your name is Ledanio?" What a good name. ”

"I'll give you a gift"

He slowly removed the Blade of Chaos from his back and placed it in the child's hand: "God has blessed you with the courage and unyielding pride to protect Staba, Letagno, you will live forever in the city-state of Sparta. ”

"I look forward to the day when you will stand in front of the enemy with it in your hand, and you will surely become a man worthy of your father."

"Me?" Ledanio looked at the heavy weapon in his hand at a loss, carefully carried it behind him after his father's consent, and asked curiously: "If you are not strong, then who is the real strong?" ”

"Only those who are fearless of fate are truly strong." Avanti held the wine glass and smiled in a low voice: "Use your own strength to protect everything you cherish, even if you are covered in bruises and not allowed to be taken away by anyone, such a person is truly powerful." ”

The young man looked at the old man in front of him suspiciously, and after a long time, he asked the rebellious question in his heart: "Even if it's ...... Doesn't God do it either? "Yes, even if it's a god."

In another world, the next changes in Heavenly Court were something that Bai Shuo did not expect.

Perhaps Taibai had long expected his death, even if Bai Shuo and the monkey had not made trouble in the Heavenly Palace and attracted Rulai, he would have taken those immortal officials who had decided to die to set foot on the Pure Land of the West, swinging his sword at the invincible enemy until the last drop of blood was shed.

Heavenly Court did not regard Bai Shuo and the monkey as enemies, but on the contrary, treated them with courtesy according to Taibai's last instructions.

Such a choice is also understandable, although Heavenly Court was not destroyed in the hands of Rulai, but it has already been greatly damaged, and it will not be able to return to its previous scale within several thousand years: this kind of juncture is indeed not suitable for erecting a strong enemy, not to mention that if it were not for Bai Shuo and them, Heavenly Court would have been destroyed in the hands of Rulai.

Li Jing hung up his seal and went away with his sons, while Yang Jian took over Li Jing's position as the generalissimo of the heavenly court.

And Taibai's successor is actually an old acquaintance of Liang Justice.

The day after Taibai's death, the door of the prison was opened, and in the clean cell, an old immortal held a scroll in his hand, intently writing something on a pile of white paper.

Without the squalor and rancid stench of an ordinary cell, it is almost like a study except for the limited mobility.

A faint light shone in through the fence, illuminating his crimson beard and the moon-like mark on his forehead.

As if he hadn't noticed someone coming, he was still concentrating on the manuscript in his hand.

It wasn't until a long time later that he noticed the immortal official standing respectfully on his left and right.

As if he understood something, he sighed and took Taibai's last instructions from their hands and the holy decree stamped with the Heavenly Emperor's call.

Gently putting the two things beside him, he lowered his head and finished writing half of the manuscript, and finally carefully sorted out the pile of manuscripts on the table and handed them to the waiting immortal official: "Take it for me." ”

After doing all this, he finally raised his head, stood up from behind the bookcase, raised his arm, and the shishi with a crown of clothes rushed in, took off his prison uniform for him, changed into a solemn white robe, and finally put on the crown left by Taibai.

Step from a prisoner to the position left by Taibai, a majestic and cold aura emanated from his body, making people dare not look directly.

Yuan Gong raised his head and asked his subordinates beside him, "Is Taibai dead?" ”

"Yesterday I died for the sake of the Ya Court." The immortal official bowed his head and replied.

"Then, let's go." Yuan Gong waved his sleeves and walked out of the cell: "At least those who have ghost ideas know about it..."

"Even if there is no Taibai in the court of one day, there is still me!"

"He's Yuan Gong?" Outside the Lingxiao Palace, Bai Shuo looked at Liang Cheng in disbelief: "The one from the Book of Heaven?" ”

"That's right." Liang Cheng nodded as a matter of course, nibbling on the apple: "I'm not crazy enough to even tell the difference between human appearances......

The corners of Bai Shuo's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

"This plot is wrong...... He wasn't supposed to ......"

"Should I steal the Book of Heaven and run to the world, and then toss it for three or four years, and then be caught by the Emperor of Heaven?" Liang Chengcheng rolled his eyes: "That's the old yellow calendar, okay?" ”

"So what's going on now?"

"Calculate the time" Liang Cheng scratched his head and said seriously: "Ma Liang should be the emperor, right?" ”

Then Bai Shuo was completely speechless, he couldn't understand the changes in this world at all, he just felt that everything was developing in the direction of chaos.

But what he didn't know was that this chaotic development had begun from the beginning, and by the time he noticed, it was almost over.

In a sense, Bai Shuo is really quite dull.

With nowhere to go, they stayed in Heaven, silently counting the time of return, while the monkey left early.

He is about to say goodbye to this world, and there is more to do.

It was precisely because he stayed that Bai Shuo was able to see how Yuan Gong, who had been buried in the Heavenly Court Ancient Scrolls for most of his life, had reunited the entire Heavenly Court that had been almost torn apart in an incredible way.

Yuan Gong did not have the strength to endure like Taibai, and since he entered the Heavenly Court, he had been sorting out the ancient scrolls that no one cared about in the library pavilion.

From an impetuous young man, in thousands of years, he has become a wise old man who has seen everything well.

Yuan Gong, who was silent in prison and wrote the history of the Heavenly Court, was not lacking in political wisdom, as a historian, he once wrote a living note for the Heavenly Emperor and drafted countless wills that influenced the Three Realms for hundreds of years.

Thick accumulation and thin hair, this accumulation of thousands of years of strong accumulation in this short period of a few days burst out, as if one day the Roc rose to the sky, above the sky, overlooking the wind and clouds.