Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

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Athena, wearing the crown of the gods, closed her eyes and connected to the existence of Rovi. Artemis raised her own height to a very high position, using a touch of moonlight to reflect the shadow of Mechanism, who was fighting against Thunder. Ra willingly let go of his authority, Apollo stared solemnly at the power to destroy the world of God the Father, and Hestia was amazed, but this time he could no longer stay out of it...

The reactions of the gods were different, but at this moment, they all chose to support Luo Wei.

Because none of them want to die.

He didn't want to be executed as a traitor by Zeus.

The engine in the body surged, and the burning power supported Luo Wei, and the suspended machine god went up again.

Boom!

The turning force of the stars intersects with the thunder again.

If it wasn't for the extremely high nature of the power from God Oia, Rovi would have been completely crushed already.

Not enough, not enough, not enough—

Luo Wei tried his best to smash the thunder, and there was a sudden sound.

"Let me come!" It is also the Caucasus Mountains, the place in Greece closest to the sky and the human world, but it is located on another mountain opposite the mountain where Prometheus was imprisoned, and a figure appeared.

His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

All the people and gods were attracted at the same time, and even the high-altitude Zeus stopped the falling lightning and stared at the past with his own eyes.

It was a tall and majestic figure.

Muscles are exposed, veins are knotted, black hair is thrown back, and the man's breath is strong and majestic.

He is Hercules.

The most famous Greek hero, the symbol of the hero.

"Mr. Luo Wei, here I come!"

He smiled at the machine god transformed by Luo Wei, and glanced at the firm and cool mechanical face with a soft fire.

"I knew it - you came back!" Rowe also laughed.

He knew that Hercules would come, even if there was no prior agreement, even if there had been no meeting for a long time.

But he knew that this great hero would definitely not miss this 'event' between God and man.

"My Godfather, Zeus!" Hercules looked up at the sky, in the direction of Zeus.

"Hercules, my boy."

"Cao Nima, are you fucking betraying me too?"

Gods: "..."

It's just that Zeus was angry, but Hercules was even more excited.

"I never fucking betrayed anyone, betrayed any god!" Hercules roared in response: "Zeus, you abandoned me after I was born, but I still followed your will and walked this road A road called a hero!"

"The Argonaut Adventure, the Twelve Trials, the Deep Sea, Hades... I have been to all these places!"

"But what I uphold has always been my own will!"

"I'm fucking Hercules."

"Not your child!"

"I am a hero!"

Hercules, wanted to be a hero.

This is a dream he has had since he was very young, and it is also his philosophy from the beginning to the end.

Be a hero to the peoples.

Be the hero of mankind.

But if God has justice, he is also willing to be the hero of God.

So in that year, after parting from Rowe, his adventures were even more magnificent, and his great achievements were unmatched by other Greek heroes.

But that's not because he's God's chosen hero.

But because he is Hercules, and because of Hercules, wants to be a real hero.

"Son of Disobedience!"

"Die, dog!" Zeus was furious, and sent down divine punishment again.

This time it was no longer Thunder.

It is a whole piece of sky, which is the authority of heaven controlled by the king of gods.

Haoran pressed down with gravity.

In an instant, Hercules' muscles and bones were broken, and blood spurted out from his pores.

He is just a mortal.

Just a demigod with the terminal blood of Zeus, the god-king.

Ordinary people can also perform miracles.

The shattered feet tightened again, and the lowered body straightened instantly, despite the endless pain and endless torture...

"I should too, stand in front of the people!"

"This is the great cause I, Hercules, created!"

"you..."

Zeus shook.

Because of this moment, Hercules, stand up to the sky!

There are countless lights and shadows appearing on his body, that is Jason, that is Peleus, that is Achilles, that is Hector...

That's countless heroes.

Before he came, he had met with them.

He took their will with him.

What he represents is not a person.

but this era,

That has been changed by Luo Wei, the condensed glory of the hero's will!

Glory to man!

In the past, Rowe was Hercules' enlightener.

And now, Hercules will also become Rowe's backing.

"Roar!"

While roaring, the hero, here, rivals the gods!

First, the sparks of the people are like a river,

Another hero shines brightly.

The land of Greece, this time, the gods are terrified.

Even the god king was silent for it.

But Rowe just clenched his fist again.

Because he had already completed the link at the moment Hercules delayed!

Chapter 120 Seven [Order] Chaos

With a bang, as Zeus increased his strength in an instant, the hero who supported the sky finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. Blood sprayed on his body like a spring, but the hero in the end just stared at the man, presumptuous and indulgent. laugh out loud.

"Mr. Luo Wei, have you seen it!"

"Teacher Chiron, have you seen it!"

"I—successful!"

see it?

Of course I saw it.

In the Piliwen Cave, the centaur-shaped hero mentor who was watching this scene from a distance smiled. Hercules not only walked on the desired path as he wished, but also as Chiron wished. , withstood the tragedy of fate.

Brave and strong.

"nice!"

Rowe's body of Mechanism resisted the top of Hercules' head, and the gravity of the sky that fell like a palm collapsed in an instant. Zeus' eyes on the extremely high dimension were slightly concentrated, and he let out a sound of surprise.

"You—successful? Wait..."

"Damn it, it turned out to be you!"

"It's you fucking!"

Zeus suddenly became furious, because at this moment, he finally looked directly at Luo Wei's figure, and finally saw its essence through the cold shell of Mechanism.

That boy with black hair and black pupils in a robe made of woven linen.

That guy who Zeus once met and fought once in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers.

"It's me!" Luo Wei raised his head, his twinkling eyes, with an obvious smile: "You fucking swear words are good!"

"My mother learned it from you!" Zeus finally understood.

It's this guy.

If it's this guy, then everything seems to make sense.

Although there was only a brief meeting in the sea of ​​fiction and reality, Zeus had already understood the cunning of this guy.

"I let you escape before, but now——come to Greece, come to the region I rule, and I will never let you go!"

The thunder of the highest sky shines until it falls, driving endless winds, clouds, and rain.