I Shall Bear Witness to the Glory of Heroes

Apollo's answer was certain, because Rovi was no longer just a man; he had also acquired the identity of a god.

This kind of thing was actually quite common in Greece. The Greek gods who could freely roam the real world had the qualities of gods and the bodies of humans. But what surprised Apollo even more was the form of the 'god' that Rovi displayed.

That was the divine Machine God of Atlantis, not the high-dimensional divine core of the Greek gods that exists only as a concept and manifests as a beam of light.

"Cronus... I see. So you directly devoured the Titan King's body?" Apollo took a deep breath. "In that case, you are now qualified to participate in this conflict."

His respectful attitude became even more deferential at this moment.

But the God of Light was not afraid of this; instead, he became slightly excited. "Then—you and I are enemies!"

"The victor of this war will receive the covenant of the other gods and gain divine authority over thousands of miles, in heaven and on earth, second only to Zeus, the King of the Gods the Divine Authority."

"Therefore, I will do everything in my power to defeat you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the God of Light turned and left, leaving only the afterglow of his brilliant light still illuminating the Olympus Temple.

It must be said that Apollo was the most normal Greek Deity Rovi had ever seen.

"So you're a god? I knew it! Why would I value a mere mortal so much?!" The goddess of love breathed a sigh of relief, tossing her fiery red hair. "But even if you're a god—I will make you acknowledge me and fall at my feet!"

Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, also left.

She carried the shadow of Ares, God of War, the Ares, God of War was the most intimate lover and comrade-in-arms of the god of love. Standing with Aphrodite and participating in the Trojan War was Ares ' duty, and it was also the reason why Mars, God of War, left his past shadow here.

The shadow is irrational and self-confused; it only acts according to its own duties and ignores Rovi.

The Mars, God of War, is associated with Rovi, not Ares, God of War.

"A third party involved in the Trojan War, fighting against all six gods of both sides single-handedly?" Hera laughed, "Then, I look forward to your performance, God of Ten Thousand Machines."

Hera, Queen of Heaven, Vulcan turned his sorrowful gaze away from the direction where Cupid had gone, and then followed her.

It seems like... there's no more juicy gossip to watch?

Hestia was also considering leaving when, a second later, the goddess of the hearth froze on the spot.

Suddenly, Athena leaned close to Rovi and kissed him.

Is it because I'm too inconspicuous? Will I be noticed now? How embarrassing—

Hestia buried her head.

But Athena's initiative to ask for a kiss was not sudden.

She opened her arms and nestled herself into Rovi's embrace. Her delicate body pressed against him through her clothes, her slightly raised toes swaying and her upturned buttocks caressing each other, her slender waist swaying gently downwards as if something tender was swaying beneath.

They kissed, then parted. The Goddess of Wisdom and War tossed her long, silvery-white hair, the ends of which concealed her ruby-red eyes as she gazed at Rovi.

The goddess smiled, "Then—we are enemies for now. I will not show any mercy, my only love."

"I will prove to you that my current strength is absolutely worthy of you."

You either capture the other side or be captured by the other side.

She is the ruler of war, and also the god-king who has become the master of a miniature pantheon.

Athena has always been a dignified and sacred goddess.

She will not be a burden or an accessory to anyone.

Even if she is willing to sacrifice everything for her loved ones and become a foil, that is only because Athena is willing, not because that is all she can do.

"Wait, Beloved of Wisdom and War," the goddess of war said as she departed from the Olympus Temple.

Just like Apollo, Aphrodite, Ares, Hera, Hephaestus who left, Athena also went to the present.

Although they were merely the behind-the-scenes instigators and pawns in this battle, at this moment, facing the powerful threat from Rovi, the gods were all willing to sacrifice themselves.

And so on this day.

In the city of Troy, the three chief gods— Apollo, the Sun God Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty; Ares, God of War— personally arrived in Troy.

The light of the gods shone upon every soldier, general, and demigod hero guarding the city, dispelling their distress and granting them immense power.

And so on this day.

Among the many city-states of Greece, the War Goddess wore a crown woven from Subordinate God authority, which stood high in the sky. Hera, Queen of Heaven, the queen of the gods, appeared in the camp with the thunder and lightning bestowed upon her by Zeus. The flames brought the shadow of the god of fire, and the burning area shimmered with a majestic light.

The morale of the Greek Federation has been greatly boosted.

However, just when people thought that even the gods had personally appeared and that an earth-shattering divine war was bound to follow, the Trojan city-state and the Greek coalition forces simultaneously and coincidentally stopped fighting.

Even the Uruk warriors summoned by Rovi from the underworld remained silent.

Stay in place and maintain your position.

Rovi still stands high in the Mount Olympus, in the Pantheon.

He knew that both Athena's and Apollo's sides were waiting for him to appear and make his move.

The strength that Xu has demonstrated for himself.

Therefore, the gods were on high alert.

But after giving the order for the warriors of Uruk to remain still, Rovi remained unmoved.

Hestia, in a corner of the temple. "..."

Before she could leave, the black-haired Goddess of the Hearth suddenly realized she was in an extremely awkward situation.

If we move, Rovi will definitely find out that we've been here all along.

His recent intimate actions with Athena seem to be something that cannot be seen by outsiders.

Then Hestia realized... she seemed to be unable to continue.

Rovi also seemed to be waiting for something.

He was waiting—

The self-destruction of the ' Unjust War '.

"Achilles, what are you thinking about?" That night, in the vast darkness of the Greek allied army camp, a campfire burned, and a young man with short, spiky, pale green hair raised his head and looked at the figure who was speaking.

He was a man clad in heavy armor, the commander of the Greek coalition, whose real name was Agamemnon, the king of Kingdom of Mycenae, and a man of great strategy.

He stepped over the many places where Greek soldiers rested, and stood down slowly beside the boy with short, pale green hair. "What are you thinking about?"

"Ah—it's you!" the boy named Achilles responded, but a strangely arrogant and annoyed expression suddenly appeared on his face. "I was just thinking about when I could step onto the battlefield and tear those guys apart!"

"Haha, don't worry, your chance will come soon!" Agamemnon laughed and patted Achilles on the shoulder. "Now that Athena and Hera have arrived, Achilles undoubtedly belongs to our Greek allied forces!"

"Hmph, it doesn't matter what happens to that kind of thing!" Achilles scoffed.

Knowing Achilles's personality, Agamemnon did not mind his arrogant behavior, of course, because he knew Achilles was qualified to be arrogant.

Achilles is the son of Peleus, the Demigod Hero who completed the Argo adventure and retired in glory, and Thetis, one of the three thousand sea goddesses. He is a demigod of the heavens, and has mastered divine-level spear techniques since childhood. He is the fastest hero among humans. At the same time, due to his childhood exposure to the waters of the River Styx, he has an invulnerable body that rivals that of gods.

Such strength made Achilles the most important general in the Greek coalition's campaign against Troy, and he was the first to lead the charge.

Agamemnon valued him highly, so he just laughed and said, "Get some rest, the great battle will begin soon!"

The commander of the allied forces patted Achilles on the shoulder, then he rose and left, his figure disappearing into the vast darkness of the camp, past countless campfires and soldiers.

Achilles smirked and glanced sideways.

The War Goddess shone brightly in the sky, a radiance of a supreme deity that no one could look directly at, yet the young green-haired hero felt something was amiss.

He sensed something was wrong from the very beginning of the war...

"Why do you still look so worried?" Another voice rang out. Achilles raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, his childhood friend and fellow Demigod Hero Patroclus: "Did the handsome man say something to you?"

"Patroclus, what do you think... what does this war of ours represent?" Achilles asked, his expression no longer showing the arrogance he had displayed when facing Agamemnon, but rather a thoughtful one.

This confusion gradually grew stronger in Achilles' heart after the gods descended, and became even stronger over time.

"It represents aggression," Patroclus replied matter-of-factly.

Without the pretext of Helen being abducted by King Paris of Troy, the Greek coalition still launched a war against Troy, but their reasons for declaring war were somewhat untenable.

This is a war without any justifiable claim of being an 'unjust war'.

In the past, Greek heroes would never have cared about these things...

"But if it were my father's group, they would care!" Achilles suddenly said. "They would care about justice, good and evil, honor and shame, and even more so, the meaning of war!"

"Your father... the hero of the Argo, who underwent the Trial of the Sage and understood the Heroic Spirit?" Patroclus was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant.

Those heroes would indeed do that.

Because they had gone through trials, those who emerged from them were heroes in both strength and spirit.

If it is truly for the country to fight, even if the war is a disgrace, heroes will naturally flock to it.

But this war was not.

This war stemmed from human greed and jealousy, from the clash of gods, and after the war, no nation may gain anything.

"Before I set out, some predicted I would die in this Trojan War, but I came anyway, because I would rather live a more exciting life—but is this unjust war truly the exciting life I desire?!" Achilles' face once again wore a wild smile, "Should my fellow countrymen die in this conflict?"

Should we?

If it weren't for the influence of the Sage, the Greek heroes certainly wouldn't have had this doubt.

But now, they have it.

"So you think so too, Achilles!" a voice rang out, but this time it wasn't Patroclus spoke, but someone else.

Those were the Demigod Hero who supported the Greek coalition during the Trojan War.

In the darkness, illuminated by the firelight, the surrounding soldiers carefully made way, allowing the tall, imposing heroes to pass unimpeded.

Among them are descendants of the heroes of the Argo, as well as people inspired by the story of the Argo's adventures. They are familiar with the story and know the teachings of wise sages to their ancestors.

They—felt the same as Achilles.

"Our blood is our own, it shouldn't be shed like this!" Everyone reached a consensus.

"Then let me see what you guys are capable of!" Achilles still wore his unruly smile. He was the strongest hero present, and everyone naturally put him first.

"Don't worry, we are heroes too!" The tall, silver-haired hero named Odysseus laughed, "We are all heroes, even if it means going against the gods, we will still take this crucial step!"

"That's right, Achilles!"

"You're not the only powerful one!"

The heroes began to move; they would stop this war, a war that would ultimately benefit neither nation nor people.

In Troy, a hero also began to stir. He was Hector, Troy's most important general and the Trojan Prince, a man with a short beard who was always slovenly and seemed to be just drifting through life.

But at this moment, he also stepped forward, believing that to stop the war, both sides had to abandon their hostility.

At the same time, they lose their ability to wage war.

So--

"You're all surrounded by me, huh?" Facing the Trojan soldiers approaching from all directions, the man with a foxtail grass in his mouth closed one eye and revealed a smile, an extremely mocking smile.

Under the cover of darkness, before the war even began, the two sides started fighting amongst themselves.

The heroes did not kill a single person.

However, with the aim of stopping an unjust war, they began their campaign.

At that very moment, Apollo, the Sun God stationed in Troy, suddenly opened his eyes. He was furious. "Hector, do you know what you are doing? You are defying the will of the chief god!"

In the Greek world, gods and humans coexisted. Some gods were no more powerful than demigods, but the chief gods were different. The chief gods were high above, and their will was difficult to defy unless there was another chief god to obstruct it.

In that instant, light appeared, and terrifying, scorching fire manifested above. Apollo, the Sun God; Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty; and Ares, God of War, appeared simultaneously, and the will of the gods manifested and descended.

At this moment, Hera, Queen of Heaven, accompanied by thunder, appeared before the heroes. Hephaestus silently summoned Heavenly Fire. Athena hesitated for a moment but did not make a move.

The hero has met his match with the gods.

This is the first time.

It also seems impossible to completely overcome.

but...

"A true hero is one who creates miracles and transcends them!" Achilles laughed heartily.

"Ah, though I'm terrified, I still can't let this war continue!" Hector grinned. "I am the Prince of Troy, and this war... it just came out of nowhere, didn't it?"

Different heroes, in different locations, performed the same action.

They raised their spears and pointed them at the gods—Greek heroes were chosen by the gods, and they had always lived in the shadow of the gods, but now... the heroes pointed their spears at the gods, and thus they banished the shadows from their hearts.

The heroes of the past were chosen heroes by God.

But now, they will become heroes, heroes who uphold their own will... This will is enough to make them overcome all fear and trepidation!

"The Argo's mutated spirit... So, this is what you relied on to dare to fight against the gods all by yourself?" Apollo raised his eyes and spoke as if he had realized something.

Hera, Queen of Heaven also breathed a sigh of relief.

Above the sky, the enormous mechanical Machine God slowly descended.

Rovi finally broke away from the Pantheon on Mount Olympus and appeared here.

When it was actually just a matter of going out the door, it was just a matter of going out the door.

The Olympus is located on the Caucasus Mountains, but its essence is suspended in a higher dimension, just like the Mesopotamian celestial realm. Taking a step forward is to enter the present world.

He had not completely detached himself from Olympus, yet he was able to appear before the public.

The steel-forged divine body gleamed brilliantly under the moonlight, its wings unfurling to unleash crimson wind and fire.

This was the opportunity he had been waiting for.

He exists—

It is a miracle created by heroes.

"I stand here to witness your courage and glory!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time, the Uruk army raised their guns and shields and stepped forward.

The heroes burst into laughter.

How can one person fight against numerous gods?

Even excluding the Uruk soldiers, Rovi was never alone.

Because he also has heroes.

Those are true heroes, heroes belonging to humanity!