"Damn it, you really deserve death!" Zeus was utterly enraged, with violent thunder pouring down on Xue Dili, but the lightning seed to not harm him in the slightest. Xue Dili once again slashed his palm with a dagger, and with blood all over it, charged towards Zeus.
High in the heavens, Athena said to Hercules, "Do it, target, the hero Xediles!"
"Alright..." Hercules tightened the Nine-headed Serpent Bow in his hand, but the next mont he froze and continued to ask, "Who is the target?"
"Xediles! Listen to , aim at him!" Athena commanded sternly.
"Buzz!"
The long arrow broke through the thunder, but at the instant it was about to hit Xue Dili, it veered off, landing before him rather than directly hitting him.
Zeus looked upwards and saw one of his favorite sons, Hercules, being the first to try to protect him, finally felt a tinge of relief.
"Kill!" Hector’s war cry resounded.
Following closely, 21 heroes charged towards the supre god’s throne, their eyes filled with pain and grief, but their spears were firm and powerful, dashing towards that highest throne.
"Mortals, how dare you!" Zeus looked angrily at the mortal heroes rushing up, with Achilles and Hector leading the way.
These heroes were all nurtured by Zeus!
But now, these sa people were pointing their spears at him, pointing at him, the heavenly father.
Achilles rushed forward at the fastest speed, his eyes full of courage.
Getting closer, closer, he just needed one strike, just one hit with his spear on Zeus!
"Splat!" Blood splattered onto his face, and Achilles froze. He abruptly turned his head, his eyes instantly tearing up in rage.
Because behind him, Hector, his spear had already pierced through Xue Dili’s chest.
Blood splattered between his eyes, and his vision turned scarlet as Achilles, who was initially rushing towards Zeus, stood completely stunned in place.
Soon after, his pupils contracted, as the remaining heroes all gathered, each raising the spear in their hand, and then one by one, pierced through Xue Dili’s body!
Sixteen spears plunged into the chest, and Xue Dili also lost his breath.
His body knelt in front of the throne, blood splattered over the throne, over the entire long staircase.
The gods could not harm him, but mortals could, could easily!
"What are you doing! Hector!" Achilles roared at Hector, unable to comprehend why this ntor and friend would betray their great cause and even kill Xue Dili, who led them to Olympus.
"Why! Why did you betray us! Answer , Hector!" Achilles was completely reckless, swinging the spear in his hand and pointing it at Hector.
Why, clearly we ca together to slay the gods, to prevent Greece from being destroyed, for that beautiful tomorrow!
But why, why would you betray us, kill that hero Xediles, revered by all!
Especially you, Hector, only you, can never be forgiven! Never forgiven!
However, Achilles’ spear was blown away by Hector in an instant, and in the next mont, great Ajax and Odysseus subdued the weaponless Achilles and held him down harshly.
Hector no longer paid attention to this youngster and instead drew the sword at his waist, severing Xue Dili’s head, full of indignation, and offered it in front of Zeus, kneeling at Zeus’s feet, saying, "Heavenly Father Zeus, we have beheaded the sinner who intended harm upon you. Here is his head, let the blood of the sinner Xediles cleanse all this."
From Xue Dili’s attack on Zeus to now, no more than half a minute had passed. These dramatic reversals left all present gods in a state of shock.
Zeus kept gasping, but his condition was poor, exceedingly poor. The wound on his lower body hadn’t healed, the scepter of fertility stripped away. All the wounds inflicted by Xue Dili, be it transferred suffering, cast plague, or those wounds tainted by his blood, showed no signs of healing for Zeus, with his immortal body, and rather continued to worsen!
Such a situation, for the absolutely "immortal" Zeus, was eternal tornt.
At this mont, even when confronted with such pain, Zeus, who had lost his second brother, endured strongly, saying, "Hero Hector, well done, you did well! I rember you, the great hero of Troy, aiding us in eliminating this sinner. I will grant you the deserved divine status and wealth, and will marry you a noble goddess, cough cough..."
Before Zeus finished his words, he spat a mouthful of blood, as the curse from the second-generation God King Kronos erupted anew, leaving Zeus weaker than even the twelve Olympians.
"Damn it..." Zeus’s anger was evident. He originally was the most resilient, invincible, strongest being in all of Greece, confident that even if all other gods in Greece united, they could not defeat him.
No attack could harm him, no curse or plague could affect him, any injury would instantly heal.
He truly was the strongest, invincible in Greece!
Except for the curse from the second-generation god king Kronos, the only curse that could breach his invincible defense and suppress his invincible recovery, the only curse he bore.
Zeus had always thought that as long as he kept giving birth to more offspring, this curse could never catch up with him.
But today, this damned sinner sohow used Kronos’s curse to pierce his second brother, causing him to endure endless pain and plague agony every mont.
Such a sin, even being killed a thousand tis wouldn’t suffice.
But now, the sinner was dead, and the Greek heroes were more reliable than his offspring.
Zeus gazed dumbfounded at the high platform behind him, where the Greek gods were, and just now, besides Hercules, none of the gods helped him.
"A bunch of useless trash!" Zeus’s expression only softened slightly for Hercules, even glaring at Queen Hera with an angry look.
"Heavenly Father, your wound..." Hector seed to hesitate slightly, looking at Zeus’s lower body.
"It’s nothing, just a minor injury." Zeus ignored it, but suddenly he thought of sothing.
The curse caused by Xue Dili could be dispelled through two thods, one being to kill the source of the curse, his father the second-generation god king Kronos.
The other, to completely kill Xue Dili, letting his soul dissipate in Ancient Greece.
For in Greece, death is not true disappearance, but rely the soul going to the Netherworld.
Since his soul still resided in the Netherworld, the pain and injuries generated through the curse had not vanished.
Zeus looked at these heroes who had just helped him kill Xue Dili, now the ones he trusted most, were instead these clueless mortals.
Including his child Hercules, only they would never betray him, even at his weakest, at the most critical mont.
"Cross the Nether River, go to the Netherworld!" Zeus opened his eyes, the pressure belonging to the king of gods intensified.
"You, and Hercules, co with to the Netherworld," Zeus’s voice resonated, "the rest of the gods, do not step out of Olympus!"
"Yes, great Heavenly Father Zeus!" Hector responded imdiately.
"Hector!" Achilles’s venomous voice rang out, at this mont blood-tears stread from his eyes, resembling an evil ghost, even Odysseus and great Ajax couldn’t seem to hold him down,
"I curse you! Hector, I curse you, betrayer, you will die in the most cruel and despicable way! This is my curse as Achilles on you traitors!"
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