End of Volume: Greece and Rome, Tiamat Is Worried About You
It's all over.
With the death of Zeus and the passing of Rovi, Greece would enter a completely different phase from what it had been before.
"Those eyes just now... Hmph, is there really such a creature spying outside this courtyard ruled by the King of the Underworld?" Gilgamesh, seated on his throne in the Underworld, pondered deeply.
At this moment Uruk, the underworld, was completely empty, and everyone returned to reality. The civilization of Uruk was also transformed into a Greek one.
The king's judgment has been handed down.
The courtyard that the king carried on his back was still in operation.
But even after seeing his friend off, Gilgamesh felt that his duty was not yet over.
We have to wait for Rovi's return.
He needed to be even more wary of the existence of that ' Chaos '.
Though unwilling to admit it, those lava-like 'eyes' were so vast and terrifying that he couldn't even muster the thought of resistance.
That was absolutely intolerable to Gilgamesh.
The King... must become stronger.
That wild dog has already passed away before the king!
"Siduri." Gilgamesh opened his crimson eyes. "What are your plans now?"
"I am the king's close advisor." A woman with a light veil walked in from outside the palace gates and replied in a low voice, "Besides the king, there is no place for me in this world."
"Is that so? So be it!" Gilgamesh waved his hand, seemingly indifferent, but a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips, "King 24 reluctantly grants you the opportunity to continue following King 24 and basking in King 24's sublime glory!"
"Send word: Seal off the Underworld."
"Your Majesty... must seclude yourself and cultivate."
When Siduri heard the word 'cultivation', she couldn't help but pause and then laugh.
Gilgamesh's 'training' driven by his own weakness and desire to become stronger was something that would have been impossible in the past.
But now it exists.
Speaking of which, the word 'cultivation' was actually left behind by Rovi.
at the same time.
Above the sea, Little En gently swayed Su Yi's long dress. She turned her gaze away from the sky and smiled at the young figure in a light, long dress, her silhouette blurred by the light and shadow.
"Want to come with me?"
"Where?"
"A place where he can wait quietly."
Where is that?
"We... are the world of the mortals."
"The realm of the demons? It seems like one can observe the demons from there too..."
The sound gradually faded away and disappeared. On the moon, Artemis gently embraced Atalanta, who had come up from the Rovi City, and whispered, "Don't worry, Atalanta, I will wait with you."
In the city of Athens, the Gorgon Sisters cautiously gazed at the Goddess of Wisdom and War, whose face was etched with emotion.
I watched as she opened her eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.
"From this day forward..."
"I am the only god-king of Greece," she said, her lips parting slightly.
"Huh?!" The three sisters were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other, their eyes filled not only with surprise but also with delight.
As the tide rises, so does the boat Athena ascends to the position of the sole goddess-king, and the status of the three of them will naturally become even higher.
But Medusa couldn't stop thinking about the two figures, "I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to see him and her again?"
Ancient Greek Mythology ends with the third generation of King of Gods Zeus. Some say Zeus escaped the inevitable fate of being replaced as king of the gods, becoming an omnipotent and supreme deity. However, other legends suggest that King of Gods Zeus, actually perished.
After that, Athena became the Queen of the Gods.
She found the one she loved, and with the help of him, a wise man who had traveled from Uruk, she defeated Zeus and became the new king of the Greek gods.
The era she ruled is known as the "Rovi Era," meaning "Age of Brilliant Wisdom." It was a time of flourishing science, philosophy, and humanities, a period that Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle all admired and praised for its richness and diversity.
' Greek Mythology: The Unknown Fourth Generation'
Eight hundred and ten years later.
' Rovi City ', a city once illuminated by wisdom, has long since become a ruin under the impact of time.
Those who passed through left this place and spread across the land of Europa.
But on this day, a young man braved the long, dusty winds and stepped into the endless ruins.
Under the bright sunlight, he dug a 'pen' out of the dilapidated soil.
"Father, you were right after all..."
"Yes, my child, Romulus." A voice sounded in the man's ear, deep and solemn, yet carrying a righteous compassion. "This pen was left by the wise man of the time. He used it to inscribe wisdom and divide the gods. You take a spear, use this pen as the core, and establish your country with this pen. You will surely create a prosperous nation, allowing you and your brothers to stand firm."
"I obey your will, my great father, Mars, God of War."
Romulus was excited and happy.
The 'god' who spoke to him simply smiled. His body stood in the sky, and when he turned his head, he met a pair of bright, intelligent eyes.
"Hermes... no, now I should call you the Alchemical God."
"Ah, long time no see, Ares." The voice of the 'person' with dark blue long hair and a youthful appearance was light and playful.
"Ares? I haven't used that name for a long time." Mars laughed. "I thought you had left like the other gods."
"Leave? No, no, no, you haven't left." Hermes waved his hand. "We're all waiting for you to establish your kingdom so we can raid it!"
"Hmm... Apart from Lady Athena, Lady Athena has now established her own divine kingdom in the Sea of Stars, independent of the outside world, and she's quite at ease!"
"Oh, right, there are also new gods—new gods were born from the remains left by the Father God Zeus, and of course, they no longer have physical bodies; Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, is one of them..."
Mars paused for a moment, then instantly understood that the Greek gods would help him establish a nation.
So he laughed even harder.
"Then I promise that all the gods will receive their rightful place, including the Goddess of Wisdom and War, whom I will also reserve a place for."
Inherited from one another... their respective positions.
Mars looked up and gazed into the distance.
The man named Romulus, carrying the pen, embarked on his journey home with great anticipation.
The God of War patted Hermes on the shoulder. "Come on, kid!"
Hermes winced in pain, but he only smiled. Even though his current level was not much inferior to Mars', the other had attained enlightenment earlier than him, and in a sense, he was also his senior brother.
Before leaving, Mars took one last look at the city below.
In the ancient city, the ruins still stand, and the falling sunlight illuminates the former glory.
A thousand years have passed.
I just don't know where Rovi-senpai, or how he is doing now...
Of course, if Rovi knew what Mars was thinking, he would definitely tell him that he was in big, big trouble.
In the Sea of Imaginary Numbers.
In this area he had only set foot in once.
'Aaaaaa——' The enormous hands cradled the humanoid Rovi, his starry eyes wide with worry.
'How... did you become like this?' Tiamat was filled with doubt and worry.