Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

After hearing the words of the King of Gods, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the gods around. Only a few senior gods on Mount Olympus knew what the King of Gods was referring to, but those who knew more also had a trace of horror flash in their eyes.

Do you really want to use that treasure? In the past, no matter how difficult the crisis was, the God King never used it, but today he actually wants to use it?

Although there were some doubts in their hearts, the God King had accumulated power over a long period of time, and no one dared to disobey His oracle at this critical juncture.

Soon, an ordinary-looking stone that looked like a spindle was delivered to Zeus.

"Very good, this way we can deal with those stubborn guys." Zeus clenched the stone and showed a confident smile.

They couldn't defeat the four wizards, and they couldn't return to the underworld after their resurrection, so they could only use their resources. Fortunately, he hid this treasure well enough that it was not found by those Nordic brats.

Zeus felt extremely distressed when he thought about having to use this foundation.

He thought that he should talk to the four wizards first. Maybe they could communicate with him?

What era is this? Why do we have to fight and kill each other? Isn't it better for us to become gods together?

Zeus, who has been dormant in the underworld for thousands of years, has long lost his former fighting spirit. Now, he just wants to be the king of gods in his own little piece of land.

In Zeus's view, each of the people who came with great force to take his life had a fighting power almost close to that of the King of Gods. Fighting with them would be a lose-lose situation. It would be better for everyone to cooperate and achieve a win-win situation.

"You retreat first. I will try to communicate with those four people." Zeus ordered the gods who gathered around him.

"Father, why don't you just fight those guys?" Ares, the god of war, finally couldn't hold back his suppressed emotions. Being aggressive, he thought that his father could summon the gods of Olympus to fight those wizards to the death.

They may not lose!

Zeus looked at Ares as if he were a fool, and lamented from the bottom of his heart that even after staying in the underworld for so long, he still couldn't make his stupid son any smarter.

The God of War does not refer to a god with strong fighting power, but it means a god who likes fighting and is reckless and unwise.

"Except for the twelve main gods, the other gods don't even have the qualifications to enter that realm, so how can we talk about a fight to the death?" Poseidon rebuked with a gloomy face, "After this battle, how many of us twelve can return to Mount Olympus? I'm afraid we can't even return to the underworld!"

Poseidon, who controls the ocean, doesn't want to have conflicts with those monsters at all.

"It's decided. You retreat first and I will go to meet them!" Zeus waved his hand and made the final decision.

The decision made by the King of Gods cannot be violated, so all the gods bow their heads and agree.

After that, the gods quickly evacuated Mount Olympus, while Zeus took the initiative to attack, rolling up billions of thunders and heading towards the dark cloud that had already grown to an alarming size.

The two sides met in northern Greece, and the two visions collided and strangled each other.

Suddenly, there was a heavy storm in the sky with lightning and thunder.

After a few minutes, the lightning gradually disappeared, and only flashes of lightning could be seen occasionally through the clouds.

"Wait a minute!" Zeus roared, and struggled to break free from the combined field of the four opponents.

Zeus had completely lost his majesty as the king of gods. His beautiful beard had been burned, and the remaining beard was full of burn marks. There was also a big hole in his abdomen, but not a drop of blood flowed around the hole. The wound was strangely white and dry, like dried meat that had been drained of blood.

Feeling his own terrible condition, Zeus was secretly shocked.

He had heard of these four people before, but he couldn't appreciate how powerful they were without actually fighting them.

According to Zeus' own judgment, he would die if he fought for another five minutes.

Even if the remaining ten or so main gods were called upon, the outcome would not change, as they seemed to be very good at fighting at this level.

Zeus emerged from the dark clouds, revealing his figure. Les and the other four also emerged from the dark clouds, floating in the air and confronting Zeus from a distance.

It wasn't that they wanted to procrastinate, but Zeus, as a god king of the pantheon, was very powerful. If He wanted, He could always buy Him time to leave a few last words.

After his eyes swept across the divine weapons equipped by the four people, Zeus' eyebrows twitched violently twice.

These four people are all tough guys. If he is not mistaken, this should be made by the legendary Aesir.

To be honest, no god would like to become a weapon of his opponent after death, and Zeus is no exception.

"I have something to say, please listen carefully..." Zeus opened his mouth and began to persuade Les and the other three.

The main point of his persuasion was only one: we are all extraordinary beings, so why bother fighting each other to death? Is the purpose of striving to become a being above all others just to fight each other like wild beasts?

Can't everyone just sit down, divide the territory calmly, and then start enjoying themselves?

After hearing what Zeus said, Godric laughed out loud.

"You, a god, are quite different from those guys of Odin's."

Zeus resisted the urge to roll his eyes: If Odin knew that you four were so powerful, he would be very peaceful and would not try to lay hands on the British Isles.

"At that time, there was only one tribe of gods left in the world, the Aesir. It was normal for him to be mentally unbalanced." Zeus commented sharply to the younger generation.

When the Norse gods rose to power, other gods had basically disappeared, whether it was the Egyptian gods, the Sumerian pantheon, or the Olympian gods, everyone retreated to the underworld, leaving only the Aesir family. How could they not be arrogant?

As a result, I hit a wall and was completely screwed.

"How did you disappear?" Godric wanted to say something, but Les interrupted him and asked a question that both he and Rowena were concerned about.

Why did the gods disappear? They know how the Norse gods disappeared, but what about other pantheons?

When these four of them were born, the gods of Greece, Egypt, Sumer and other places had already disappeared, leaving only those Nordic guys. What was going on?

It can't be that the Norse gods wiped out the other pantheons, right? Do they have that ability?

"We took the initiative to choose to enter the underworld in order to seek resurrection." Facing these four people, Zeus was extremely patient and answered every question.

"The rise and fall of the gods is inevitable, just like the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. When a god rises, it will inevitably decline. Nothing can go against the law of fate, and no creature can truly exist forever in the world, not even the omnipotent, all-knowing and omnipotent gods." Zeus said very seriously, "So everyone will take the initiative to end their lives when the day of decline comes, and then enter the underworld to plan for the future - the future I refer to here is now, do you understand what I mean?"

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