The World's Sunset

The world is setting, Twilight of the Gods?! In just ten days!

Samael's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately pressed for details about the prophecy's origin and accuracy.

However, Anna frowned and pondered for a moment, then shook her head repeatedly, clearly indicating that some force had interfered with the integrity of her memories during the process of descending as a spirit.

But Anna was absolutely certain that the ten-day crisis was about to begin.

The ancient snake frowned deeply, sensing an invisible thread connecting it to a point like a dragon.

"Forget it, since we can't figure it out, let's not think about it for now. You've come at the right time. I have good news and bad news. Which would you like to hear first?"

After much deliberation, Samael realized he lacked crucial information and couldn't grasp the key points, so he gave up and instead relaxed, looking at Anna with a mysterious and playful smile.

"Bad news..."

Anna thought for a moment, and her habitual pessimism led her to instinctively choose to listen to the worst parts first.

Samael sighed, shrugged, and looked helpless.

"The Third Iliad War has begun, Hot Spring Pass is under attack, and the one currently guarding that place happens to be an old acquaintance of ours, Leonidas..."

"Will Leonidas be in danger?"

Upon hearing this, Anna's face tightened, and she instinctively gripped Samael's arm, biting her cherry lips with a worried expression.

"So, aren't you going to hear some good news?"

Gu Shequ lightly flicked the little girl's smooth forehead with his curved fingers, his expression mocking.

"The good news is..."

Anna subconsciously raised her pretty face and looked nervously at Samael.

Because this Spirit Origin adopts the posture of her descent in Mesopotamia, and in order to be the first to appear, it is a replica of this, and therefore, her personality is more like that of the little Anna of the past.

This was quite amusing for Samael to tease.

However, when faced with Anna's sensitive and fragile gaze, the ancient serpent's conscience began to ache. After only a few breaths, it raised its hands, gave in, and honestly explained the situation, thus allaying the Young Goddess Form's worries.

"Don't worry, on my way back to Athens I met the Feathered Serpent God goddess and the leopard. I immediately asked them to go to Hot Spring Pass to help Leonidas. Judging by the time, they should be there soon."

With Samael's assurance, Anna finally felt relieved and patted her chest with a sigh of relief.

"Also, I met Mr. Ziusudra in Mesopotamia and invited him to Greece for a get-together. I expect we'll be able to meet soon."

The ancient snake's eyes gleamed with a smile as it continued to reveal news that delighted little Anna.

"In addition, I am working hard to integrate the strength of the Greek city-states. At the latest, we will be able to set off the day after tomorrow to provide immediate support to Hot Spring Pass. At that time, we will go to see Leonidas together. After we defeat the Persians and the gates open, we can bring Gilgamesh and the others together for a carnival and feast."

"Good!"

"The must-order items are the butter cake and lamb chops, right?"

"Um!"

"It's rare for everyone to get together, so we should definitely have a few drinks to make the most of it!"

"No problem!"

Little Anna nodded, her purple eyes sparkling, and a look of nostalgia and contentment appeared on her pretty face.

However, a strange sense of loss soon followed, causing a few odd strands of confusion to well up in the little girl's heart.

"Have we forgotten something?"

Where is it?

"Hmm, maybe it's just my imagination."

Anna frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded in relief, exchanged a smile with Samael, and felt a surge of joy and anticipation.

Achoo!

Meanwhile, a friendly Big Brother with long ears and shaggy hair, huddled atop a tower within the sea of stars, felt a sudden wave of sadness and chill for no apparent reason, and sneezed.

"Anna, the 'disinfection work' in Athens won't stop anytime soon. Let me take you somewhere to rest and recuperate. Once everything is ready, we'll set off with the fleet the day after tomorrow."

After talking for a while, Samael led the Young Goddess Form out of the hall, through a marble corridor with exquisite reliefs, around the mass-produced Valkyrie guarding the way, and took her into a prepared hut.

However, just as the ancient serpent had settled little Anna and was about to leave, the Young Goddess Form, which was pressed against the door, raised its hand again and grabbed Samael's forearm, its gaze hesitant.

"Samael, Leonidas's original fate was to die at Hot Spring Pass, right?"

The ancient snake raised its hand, smiled, and gently stroked Anna's head, its tone calm and soothing.

"With the Feathered Serpent God Goddess and the Leopard here, there's nothing to worry about. After all, they are the Mayan goddesses of war, and there aren't many who can defeat them."

"But what if?"

Anna's gaze was intense, but her habitual pessimism still made her somewhat uneasy.

"There aren't that many 1 in 10,000..."

Samael chuckled softly to comfort him, but his tone trailed off, and a ripple appeared in his eyes.

In an instant, the snake's vertical pupils dilated again, and Samael patted Anna's shoulder with a calm expression.

"Don't overthink it, everything will be fine. Just get some rest."

After receiving repeated assurances from the ancient serpent, Anna's slightly tense mood gradually eased. She obediently nodded and turned to go inside.

Just in case...

As the lights inside the house were extinguished, Samael murmured to himself, the image of a pink-furred fox appearing before his eyes, his gaze flickering, and his brow furrowing unconsciously.

Judging by the time, they should be here soon...

Meanwhile, on the outer edge of the Hot Spring Pass, the Tempe Valley area had fallen.

Boom! Boom!

Accompanied by two sharp explosions, the surging Aether Tide, like a Category 10 storm, uprooted the nearby vegetation, cut off the streams in the valley, and plowed out radial fissures in the rock face.

In an instant, smoke, mist, and bits of vegetation flew about in a chaotic flurry, turning the valley into a vast, misty expanse.

Buzz! Buzz!

But in an instant, golden flames rose up, burning away the haze and leaving the darkness nowhere to hide, like a blazing sun bringing warmth and heat to all things; while the twisting and spreading black mist beside it highlighted the bestial madness and savage encroachment.

The interplay of these two elements caused the surrounding vegetation to grow wildly, with lush greenery instantly covering half of the valley.

Sizzle... Sizzle...

However, the phenomena arising from the unfolding of power were stuck halfway down the valley, unable to advance an inch.

"Gentlemen, this road is blocked, please turn back..."

On the blue stone, the red-haired youth, with his hand on his sword, opened his eyes and pondered in silence. There was not a trace of worldly unease about him, which made him blend into the world around him, orderly and harmonious.

"Vishnu, what's wrong with you? You've become so talkative! If you want to fight, then fight! Stop with all the nonsense!"

The blonde, mature woman with two horns on her head grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and sneered unhappily. Then, she tilted her spear forward, pointing it at the distorted and violent black mist, and excitedly licked her cherry lips.

"This one suits my taste, it's mine!"

The Asura King, Vritra, stamped his foot forward, and every muscle, joint, drop of blood, and cell in his body emitted a joyful cry of desire.

Asura are a natural-born warrior race, born to fight and never resting until death. Their greatest pleasure is conquering one opponent after another!

"Tch, don't underestimate a leopard!"

Smoking Mirror, the God of War from the Mayan creation pillars, dressed in a mascot costume, grinded its fangs, its hair standing on end, and brandished its hooked claws as it swept across the sky. The sky exploded with a series of deafening roars, and terrifying sonic booms, along with the rushing ether, stretched for hundreds of miles.

Amidst the flying sand and stones, the two figures, one gold and one red, surrounded by flames, remained motionless, gazing at each other silently.

Quetzalcoatl stood there, his brow furrowed, gazing worriedly at the distant pass.

The Persian evil dragon— Asura King Vritra; and the supreme three pillars of India— Vishnu, the God of Order!

They've actually encountered an evenly matched opponent. Now, Hot Spring Pass is in big trouble!