Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 170 Where the Sun Sets

The ground was shaking more and more, and the citizens of Olympia, who worshipped and served the gods, began to panic. There was a great uproar in the city.

Lin You, who was wrestling with Hades, was secretly wondering if he should try harder to hold back the Pluto in front of him. When the Titans crawled out of hell, he would try to form an alliance with these guys who hated Zeus the most and attack Mount Olympus together.

Unfortunately, Hades was not stupid. Seeing that he could not take down the writer, he immediately withdrew his head and returned to hell. Before the huge phantom of the godhead disappeared, he did not forget to say something cruel: "Writer, continue your stupid journey. The next time we meet will be in hell. I will torture your soul."

Lin You deeply despised this kind of behavior of pretending to be cool and then running away.

"It is said that divinity is equivalent to humanity; this Hades' humanity was shaped by keyboard dogs, right?" The writer muttered, but had no time to settle accounts with Pluto. Instead, he rushed into the city of Olympia in a hurry.

The city at the foot of this holy mountain is regarded as the territory of the gods; ancient Greek architecture is known for its grand, majestic and artistic style, and this city at the feet of the gods has brought this style to the extreme.

Towering marble columns support the majestic temple, wide terraces provide people with a place for daily socializing, and majestic statues seem to overlook the world on behalf of the gods.

The citizens living here are also proud to serve the gods; the most common buildings in the city are temples, and the most common occupations are priests and servants who serve the priests.

Because they follow the direction of the mountain, the buildings in this city give people the illusion of stacking layers. The higher the status, the higher the place to live.

Lin You looked up and saw Mount Olympus towering into the clouds; above the clouds was the residence of the gods of this world.

From the moment he entered the city, Lin You had a strong feeling of suffocation; he soon discovered that this was an illusion, and what was actually suppressed was not his breathing, but his own divinity and magical power.

"It is this kind of power." Lin You was a little worried about his power being suppressed, but at the same time he was happy that he had found the right target. "It was this kind of power that suppressed my consciousness before. Is this the magic circle that Ares taught to the God of War World to trap the gods of the big world?"

With the help of the quill pen, Lin You discovered that the strength of this repressive force was extremely unevenly distributed; similarly, within the range of Mount Olympus, the repressive force was barely noticeable in some places, while in other places it was as heavy as a mountain.

Moreover, one of the "mountains" is not far from the entrance to the city.

Lin You looked up and saw thick smoke rising from the location of the "mountain"; he immediately ordered Pegasus to fly in the direction of the smoke.

The closer he got to the thick smoke, the harder it was for Pegasus to fly. It was as if the Pegasus was put in invisible shackles, and the shackles became heavier and heavier. Soon, it was like a mountain pressing down on the horse's back, forcing Pegasus to fall straight to the ground.

The horse's hooves made heavy noises on the marble floor, and it struggled to maintain its balance, finally preventing Lin You from falling flat on his face.

The sound of horse hooves and neighing startled people not far away, and a panicked voice asked sharply, "Who?"

Lin You looked in the direction of the sound and saw an ancient Greek chariot not far away. The body of the chariot was broken and on fire. The strange thing was that although the fire was quite big, there was no sign of burning on the body of the chariot. Instead, the buildings and plants around the chariot were affected by the flames and emitted thick smoke.

The thick smoke seen from a distance is coming from here.

Lin You walked forward slowly, his golden robe sparkling in the firelight.

Under the broken chariot, there was a man whose life or death was unknown, lying face down on the ground, with blood all over the ground. Next to the chariot, there were two handsome young men; one of them was lying silently, and the other was half-crouching beside him. The two young men were dressed similarly and had similar temperaments; between the two of them, there was a ball of golden energy floating, emitting pure light.

"Pegasus?" The half-crouching young man recognized Pegasus, "You are sent by Athena... No, you are the writer?"

The last sentence clearly revealed a sense of panic and nervousness.

The writer recognized the chariot that was burning with fire. The chariot was not burned by fire, but had its own flames - because it was the chariot of the sun god.

"Are you Apollo, the sun god of this world?" Lin You's tone was not a question, but a statement. "The one lying on the ground is Apollo of the big world, right? That ball of golden light... have you extracted His divinity?"

"Writer, this is an internal matter of our Olympian pantheon and has nothing to do with you. Please leave." The awake Apollo spoke sternly, but it was easy to see that he was weak inside.

Lin You sneered and mocked: "Do you really think that you are the sun god just because you have the name of Olympus? You extracted the other party's divinity, but you couldn't absorb it for such a long time. What's wrong? Is the pill too big to swallow? Do you want some water to take it down?"

Watching the writer approaching step by step, Apollo became more and more nervous and uneasy; he wanted to leave, but when he saw the sun god's god so close yet resisting his will, he could not make up his mind.

Lin You saw the other party's hesitation and decided to help him out of loyalty. Relying on the protection of the golden armor, he stepped forward under the "pressure" as heavy as a mountain, and the scepter in his hand stabbed Apollo's chest like a poisonous snake.

The golden snake came back to life again. Although its movements had lost their former flexibility, the fangs in its bloody mouth were as sharp as before.

Apollo screamed and stepped back repeatedly, seemingly without any ability to fight back.

"Hmm?" The writer felt something was wrong. "Has your divine power also been suppressed?"

Before he finished speaking, Apollo's face turned three shades paler, and the golden sunlight on his skin dimmed.

"It seems that I guessed right! This locking magic circle not only restricts the gods of the big world, but also restricts your native gods." Lin You was bold and strode towards the other party.

In the game, this sun god is a relatively weak existence. After being shot down from his chariot by Kratos' arrow, he was slapped into the wall by the Titan God - the kind that was almost impossible to get out. Since Lin You can compete with Poseidon and Hades, it is natural for him to deal with such a weak chicken.

No matter how bad Ophiuchus was at fighting, he was still a Gold Saint and had no lack of fighting ability and experience. After waving the scepter for a few rounds, the golden snake on the scepter bit Apollo.

However, this time the snake did not release poison. Instead, it suddenly grew in size and wrapped Apollo tightly around him, knocking him to the ground, allowing Lin You to beat him up with his scepter.

Needless to say, Apollo was bleeding from his head, and under the heavy pressure of the magic circle, Lin You was also exhausted and gasping for breath.

"I remember that if I twisted your head off, it could be used as a high-power light bulb. Is that right?" the writer asked, panting.

　Second update
　　The diarrhea is better now, but I am still weak...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)