To Become a Heroic Spirit, I Have to Make Waves in History
Chapter 642

Listen, the Roar of Rebellion

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Poseidon smiled beneath Oushen's despairing gaze, swung his trident, and struck Lemoni's ice statue.

"No—!!!"

Bang.

Lemoni's ice statue was directly—

smashed to pieces by Poseidon.

It turned into snowflakes that filled the sky.

On distant Athena Island, Athena felt her heart tremble, while Alexia's hand, which was carrying a fruit platter, suddenly froze.

Oushen stared blankly as the snowflakes drifted past him.

He wept and reached out, as though trying to catch them.

And he did catch one.

He caught a red snowflake.

But the snowflake slowly melted in his palm.

It turned into a small puddle of blood-red water.

As if sensing something, Oushen exhaled a breath of white mist, turned his head, and looked toward the direction the snowflakes had drifted.

Several figures seemed to be standing on the ice.

They were tall and strong.

Confident smiles rested on their faces, warm as gentle sunlight. They looked at Oushen from afar, a trace of reluctance in their eyes.

They were leaving.

Or rather, they had already left.

One by one, they turned around, their figures vanishing into the wind and snow.

As far as the eye could see, there was only a boundless whiteness.

Only... a boundless whiteness.

Tears fell drop by drop onto the ice, their scorching heat melting tiny pits into its surface.

"This is humanity's destined fate. If you had just obediently accepted being ruled, wouldn't all this sorrow have been avoided?" Poseidon sighed.

"My son, look at yourself. You are so heartbroken. If you had accepted your fate, then they—perhaps they would not have lost their lives."

Poseidon slowly moved toward Oushen.

"So, all of this is meaningless. Don't you think so?"

"How laughable, to rebel against the gods."

He casually picked up Lemoni's severed right hand, along with the Golden Spear still

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