Chapter 886: Double meteor

Su Ye fell from the sky and looked at Weicheng Mountain.
The colossus of Athena is as usual.
Turning his head and looking at the pier, the giant statue of Zeus is still the same as usual.
A long sigh sounded beside Su Ye.
Su Ye's subordinates were about to do something, but Su Ye stopped him with a look.
"Is the scarab talisman effective?" An old man appeared in front of Su Ye.
He has curly hair, thick beard, and clear eyes.
"Thucydides teacher." Su Ye said.
"That was given to you by Plato by Hercules." Thucydides said.
Su Ye was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said, "I should have thought that Akdes didn't need to borrow other people's hands to give me Egyptian treasures."
"I originally thought that after you left the old star, you would leave with Palos." Thucydides said.
"I will do what I should do."
Thucydides' eyes drooped slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a huge plane portal unfolded, saying: "Go back to the Demon Prison City, where you are even more needed."
"Some things are not done." Su Ye looked at Plato Academy.
"Plato said, now is not the time to climb Mount Olympus. You haven't even built the Mage Tower."
"If the Mage Tower is completed, it must now be floating above the city of Athens." Su Ye expressed regret.
"Go back, child, you are no longer needed in Greece now. The magic world still needs you." Thucydides said.
"I want to know what happened inside."
"Go back to the Demon Prison City, you will know." Thucydides said.
Su Ye quietly looked at Thucydides and this wise old man.
"I still haven't finished what I should do and can't leave."
Thucydides frowned slightly.
There was a crisp cracking sound of porcelain.
The two turned to look at the source of the sound.
The shield that trapped Plato's Academy cracked, and the golden rune chain slowly pulled away and disappeared into the void.
The scene in Plato Academy changed instantly.
The mage tower collapsed and the crescent moon was dyed black, leaving only a broken base less than five stories high.
The great underground sinking of Plato Academy was tens of meters, with thick black smoke, like mist surrounding the broken mage tower.
Aristotle's black robe was bulging, and his blond hair was like flames, standing on the broken mage tower.
His eyes are like broken mirrors, and cracks are densely covered like spider webs.
Light red tears flowed slowly.
In his right hand, he held the Ten Dragon Sword Staff.
The blood dripped slowly along the blade of the Ten Dragon Sword Staff.
His right hand was holding an old head.
The head and eyes are closed, and the face is kind.
"I love my teacher, and love the truth more."
As Aristotle spoke, he looked up at the distant Mount Olympus.
There seems to be the truth.
In the cloud of God's wrath, the huge faces filled the sky with smiles.
Su Ye stared at Aristotle blankly, staring at the head in his hand blankly.
Su Ye remembered that he used to open the magic book every day, put a magical image of a person outside, and guard the door.
Even if it's just a magical image, I feel at ease.
Plato.
"Aristotle!" Su Ye roared.
The top of Olympus Mountain, the Temple of Thunder Cloud.
Dark clouds and thunder gleaming, carrying a huge golden and bright shrine.
The shrine is magnificent, magnificent and spacious, with white light pouring down from the dome, dazzling.
Huge pillars stood on both sides one by one, endless.
The white little angels are densely clustered around the pillars, flapping their lovely wings and playing exquisite musical instruments, so that the empty Zeus Shrine echoes with melodious music.
Colorful murals line the walls on both sides, one after another, which are vivid and vivid, starting from the birth of the gods and painting until the king Zeus ascended the throne.
A high stepped platform studded with jewels stands at the end of the hall,
On the high platform, the throne is like a bed of dragons, wide and huge, with golden light rippling.
A woman shone with golden light, standing in front of the throne.
The golden gauze was attached to the woman's body, and the long hem hung on the ground, like a river breeze and flowing water, lightly swinging like a stream.
From the big V-neck to the lower abdomen, the smooth and wheat-colored skin shone with light.
The long golden hair seems to be covered with fine sand gold, flowing sand and sand.
The bright yellow sun wheel slowly rotates behind her head, shining on the shrine and illuminating the world.
She is so dazzling that Akdes can't even see her face.
I can only vaguely see the majestic and beautiful facial contours.
The divine power of Akdes's body is like a flame from bottom to top.
The height of three meters makes him like a little giant poured out of gold.
"Worship your Majesty the Queen of God."
Akdes knelt on the ground, resting his left hand on his left knee, pressing his right hand on the ground, and bowing his head deeply.
"You appointed God in advance and violated the oracle." An indifferent and mighty voice came out, like a sea wave hitting the hall.
Acdes couldn't even bear the power of the sound, and his body was pushed back by the invisible force.
"I'm here this time, begging God for one thing." Akdes still bowed his head deeply.
"Say."
"Please let Su Ye go, this time, this time." Akdes raised his head, his eyes sincere.
"why?"
Akdes was taken aback for a while, and after a while, he smiled sadly: "He is my last friend in this world."
The divine sun wheel behind Hera suddenly lit up, the mighty divine might blows like a real long wind, and the sky full of little angels screamed and turned to ashes.
Outside the gate, the guard knelt down.
The sea of ​​clouds and thunder that carried the shrine suddenly exploded.
Akdes' body slid back again, the corners of his mouth overflowing with dazzling blood.
"How can you compensate my Angel King Legion!" Hera's voice was as cold as ice.
Acdes gritted his teeth and knelt down with his left leg.
Keep your knees on the ground and your forehead on the ground.
"From then on, I would call myself Hercules."
Hercules' mother was named Akmene.
Akdes, meaning the son of Akmene.
Hercules is the Roman translation of Hercules.
Hercules is the name given to him by the gods, which means glory to Hera.
Everyone knows Hercules and Hercules, but very few people know Acdes.
"What a good boy." Hera sighed softly.
Hercules breathed a long sigh of relief.
"I still want to kill him." Hera's voice sounded again.
Akdes suddenly raised his head and looked at the golden light of Hera. In his eyes, a strange light vibrated.
"I have not begged you for the death of mother; I have not begged you for the death of the teacher; I have not begged you for the deaths of wives and children; nor have I begged you for the deaths of friends. Today, I only ask for one thing and save one person. , Are you still like this?"
"Are you threatening me with the second Titan War?"
Akdes stared at Hera.
"Do you think we can't solve the Titans without you?" Hera asked sharply.
The violent gale fell suddenly.
Akdes held his neck up and stared at Hera.
He didn't move in the wind.
"Retreat." The indifferent voice echoed in the hall.
Akdes knelt on his knees, chest straight, and did not move.
Hera flatly stretched his right arm, and the delicate milk-white jade arm spread out, and a golden scepter appeared in his hand, the head of the scepter, and the shining white peacock slowly opened the screen.
She stretched out her slender fingers and took off a peacock feather.
In the eyes, the starry sky revolved, and in an instant, the Greek world appeared.
The world in her eyes rapidly zoomed in, revealing Su Ye and Thucydides under the God of War.
She slowly raised her arm, halfway up, in the palace, a divine light soared into the sky, more dazzling than the light on the roof of the palace, and brighter than the divine sun wheel behind Hera.
boom……
Akdes' figure rises steadily, and his divine power has turned into golden prominences from the original jet-like light, erupting and retracting continuously, and the whole body is like a golden light yarn floating.
His eyes completely turned into pure white light, and his skin was condensed into Titan armor.
His heart, like a giant drum, gradually accelerated, beating the sky and the earth, shaking light and air.
boom!
The skin around Akdes suddenly cracked, and a trace of liquid thunder flowed slowly at the wound, sizzling.
Body of Titan, Blood of Thunder.
boom!
Akdes' waist was slightly bent, and the floor of the shrine under his feet cracked.
His eyes turned from white to red.
The red eyes are like flames, pouring out of their sockets, and rolling.
The beam of divine power intertwined with gold and blood defended his body, rising upward, roaring and roaring like a waterfall against the current.
"Even the last friend can't protect, why should I resist the Titans for you!"
"Today, I am Acdes, mother, wife, son, teacher, friend, and me! I will do all the injustice in my heart and wipe out the hatred of my life!"
boom!
Acdes instantly turned into a human-shaped flame of gold and blood intertwined, stepping out, breaking through the space, and punching.
The fists wrapped in white vigor, surrounded by giant beasts, the creatures cry.
Behind him, a phantom mural appeared, mountains and rivers collapsed and bones rotted.
boom!
Akdes blasted out with a punch, and a transparent golden wall stood between the two.
The ripples rippled and undulated on the golden light wall.
Hera stood calmly, motionless.
Acdes roared, his fists struck out in succession, the gust of wind rolled up, and the sky burned giant punches on the golden light wall.
The dense ripples rippled and spread.
Divine power is like a flame, burning blazingly.
Without knowing how many punches he shook, Acdes suddenly shook his body and continued to punch and punch.
His attack can sink the mainland, but only one by one continuously spreading ripples on the wall of golden light.
The fire of divine power went out, cracks spread all over the body.
Akdes stopped, stood, and lowered his head.
The heart stopped beating.
On the golden light wall, there are many cracks.
Hera looked at Acdes in amazement, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked his head.
Acdes started from the beginning and turned into golden light sand, flowing slowly and drifting away in the wind.
Only the golden light heart, floating in the air.
"It would be great if it were my child."
Hera slowly finished speaking, suddenly raised her head and looked at the city of Athens. She was about to throw the white peacock feather in her hand, and she was taken aback for a while, bowed her head and looked at her feet.
A slap-sized skirt was broken into powder.
Hera stayed for a long time, but couldn't figure out how the skirt was broken.
"What a good boy..."
Hera raised her head again, her eyes fell under the empty God of War Mountain, frowned slightly, and immediately stretched.
"Then get familiar."
After she finished speaking, her eyes flowed, looking at the pale golden transparent heart.
The throat rolls lightly~EbookFREE.me~ the corners of the mouth are moist.
She stretched out her hand and slowly held the transparent heart, her arm trembling slightly.
The throat keeps rolling.
A sturdy giant arm was facing Hera, stretching out from behind.
Above the giant arm, thunder surrounded, dark clouds rolled.
Hera swallowed, and slowly put the transparent heart into the hand of the giant arm.
The giant arm retracted.
"Crunch... crunch..."
The chewing sound was crisp and resounded through the shrine.
The corners of Hera's mouth were glittering and bright.
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