Zeus slowly opened his eyes.

He was in a familiar space at this moment.

Look at the floor, tables and chairs that are full of the smell of time.

He had come to the tavern not long ago.

His mind was filled with chaotic memories of what had happened in the War of the Gods, and images of himself burning the Godhead to destroy the world.

And it all stayed in His mind.

He could be so sure of one thing.

He is supposed to be dead, and he is a burning Godhead, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

But in fact, it doesn't make a difference, if the future is really the gods and humans cut off.

Then he will inevitably be forgotten gradually.

Gods who have been forgotten by living beings usually have no possibility of resurrection.

He slowly looked up at the back of the bar.

But at this moment, it was not Char who was standing behind the bar, but Dionysus.

He was dressed in a bartender costume and made a cocktail from a shaker.

Zeus frowned slightly, walked slowly, and then sat down in front of Dionysus.

"Why didn't you go to war?" Zeus said.

Dionysus placed the concocted cocktail in his hand in front of Zeus.

Zeus recognized the glass of wine as the cocktail called "Thunder" that the man had made for himself before, and the name was named after him.

"Because I already knew the answer." Dionysus said quietly, "These thousands of years have made me understand one thing. The gods are destined to retire from the stage of history. ”

He looked up at Zeus, "Do you really think that the death and resurrection of the gods was some kind of accident?" ”

Zeus remembered his uncontrollably burning godhead.

There was a look of distraction in his eyes, "What kind of power is that?" ”

"In the predetermined fate, the gods have been immortalized thousands of years ago, but a will revives the gods, and the ultimate goal is to destroy all living beings, including the gods." Dionysus said silently.

He looked at Zeus, "That's why you're out of control." ”

"What will?"

"The world itself." Dionysus tract.

"Gaia?" Zeus frowned.

"Beings with higher rules than Gaia, the gods, in fact, are all tentacles extending from his power." Dionysus whispered in a deep eye, "But we don't know it. ”

A chill rushed from Zeus's tail vertebrae to his brain.

He came back to his senses, frowned slightly, and said, "But it didn't work out as he wanted." ”

"yes." Dionysus said with emotion, "Because the decline of the gods and the continuation of mankind are decisions made by fate, and they are also determined by another will." ”

Zeus's mind conjured up the scene of the reversal of time and space, and the terrifying giant hand that fell from the sky.

He looked around, remembering the man who claimed to be the husband of the three goddesses of fate

Zeus wasn't stupid, so some speculation quickly popped into his mind.

"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" Zeus said.

Dionysus sighed, "These details, I only know them a few minutes before you know. And"

He raised his eyes to Zeus, "Even the three goddesses of fate can't make you fearful, so how can my words stop you?" ”

Zeus fell silent, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're right."

He lifted the drink in front of him called Thunder and drank it down, and looked up at Dionysus.

"After the fall of the gods, neither Hades nor Poseidon will be as powerful as they used to be.

But you are different, as the only being who is still active in the world during the thousand years of sleep, your Godhead will be incomparably more suitable for the future."

After a pause, He took a deep breath and continued, "Apollo was smart, but he was not ambitious, he was too rational, and his ideal was poetry and distance. Not to mention Ares, who was too arrogant.

You, on the other hand, are a little too loose and free. ”

He gazed at Dionysus, "But. . . A thousand years later, you will be a little different from the past. ”

Dionysus was speechless, just silent.

"Olympus, the next thing may be handed over to you," Zeus muttered in a low voice.

"I couldn't predict what the future would look like, but I knew that the future would always have to be fought for by myself, so I rebelled against fate and failed.

I never regret all this, and it is better for me to die on the battlefield than to fall into a long sleep for some reason in the future."

Zeus looked at Dionysus.

"So. Farewell, child"

After saying all this, the last power that supported his body finally dissipated.

His indestructible body began to disintegrate into countless golden rays of light, and then gradually dissipated into the void

Dionysus quietly watched where Zeus had just sit, silent, speechless.

Soon, however, a voice came from beside him.

"I prefer people who have a fighting spirit."

Dionysus turned his head and saw Char's figure appear on the seat on the other side.

And beside him, I don't know when a little girl who looked like she was four or five years old, wearing a small dress, carved in pink and jade, very cute.

However, her eyes did not look like a child of this age, as if she had gone through many years, and there was some depression and resentment in her eyes.

"Thank you." Dionysus said.

Char raised an eyebrow.

"Thank you for giving me one last chance to see Him." He continued.

"It's just a matter of effort." Char said.

Dionysus turned his head to look at the girl beside Char and asked.

"Who is she?"

"She's my daughter now." Char laughed.

After a pause, Char continued, "Her name is Gaia."

Dionysus' pupils contracted slightly, and he shifted his gaze to Gaia.

"He has been in a confined space for too long, and although he can look down on the whole world, there are some things that he will never know in that space."

Char said quietly.

"She has a lot to learn."

He looked up at Char, his eyelids slightly tucked.

"Do you hate Him?"

Dionysus came back to his senses and said quietly, "If this war is doomed, then I don't think he will allow himself to live in this age when the gods have fallen." ”

He raised his hand, took off his apron, and hung it on a hook on the wall behind him.

"Are you going to do something?" Char asked.

"He gave me Olympus." Dionysus continued, "This war always has to draw an end, doesn't it? ”

With that, he slowly disappeared in place.

For a while, the whole bar was quiet, Char silently raised his hand, the golden chalice appeared in his hand, and a bottle of wine in the wine cabinet in front of him flew out automatically, and opened the stopper, tilted slightly, and the purple-red wine flowed into the wine glass so quietly.

"You might as well seal me directly." Gaia was indignant, saying, "Is it a deliberate humiliation to turn me into this?" ”

"Very good, there is shame, it means that you are very close to a person."

Char nodded.

"You're the one who forced me with something superfluous!" She said.

He turned his head to look at Gaia, his eyelids tucked.

"You'll be living with a very similar being to humans in the future, and knowing the human way of thinking in advance is also a benefit, isn't it?" (End of chapter)