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destroy……

What a familiar word.

What a familiar voice.

Who is speaking in my ear, who is speaking in what language?I can't understand...

like a poem...

Pila took out a dagger: "Let's leave together, I don't want death to separate us!!"

She said again: "Let me be a sacrifice! Let me be a sacrifice to appease Poseidon's anger! Deucalion, don't forget me!"

Ares took a small step forward—he was right next to me, and neither of us had a drop of sea water on our bodies. We rocked with the boat, and I said, "They will survive."

I pointed forward: "Parnassus Mountain is just around the corner."

Ares stretched out his hand anyway, and ran his fingers through Pilar's hair. "I think we've been abandoned by time," he said.

Time has abandoned us, so what else can we do?

We sat down in the boat, and Deucalion and Pyrrha quarreled, snatched the dagger, embraced, quarreled, wept bitterly, and kissed each other.

I said, "When the dawn comes, they'll realize how ridiculous they are."

Ares said: "Ridiculous? Do you think people who are struggling with life and death are ridiculous?" His voice was hoarse, and he continued: "I know, because the gods don't die."

I corrected him: "It's hard to die." I said: "Prometheus has told them that they will be safe and sound. If they are really religious, they will be able to face all the tests on this ocean in peace."

Ares said: "Because they are human beings, how short their lives are, how fearful they are in the face of danger, and their struggle comes from their rationality."

"Reason is the prerogative of man," he said.

I sneered, the joke was too big, and I said, "Even if this is a realm where the gods can't hear or see, it doesn't mean you can talk nonsense." I said, "They're panicking!" Lost their minds and became crazy, crying and laughing at the same time, you ask them to explain what they cry, what they laugh, they can't explain."

Ares looked at me and said: "Love makes them willing to choose to die together, love also makes them struggle whether to fight for a glimmer of hope together, love is destruction, but also life, their tears are weakness, fear, joy and comfort , Their laughter is armed and concealed, but also joy and happiness."

He asked me, "Don't you have moments of fear?"

I said, "I have no moments of fear."

"Even if Kerr passes your eyes?"

"I will fight him."

"Even if your life is dying?"

"I accept fate."

Ares chuckled: "People believe in you, people dare to challenge fate, but you are willing to believe in fate."

I said: "Oedipus challenged fate and evaded fate, but he just fell into the trap of fate. No one can escape Ananke's arrangement, even God."

Ares said at this time: "Yes, I want to be a human being, I want to live in a limited life and make my own choices."

I said, "You hate war."

He said: "No, I don't hate war, it's just that this is not my own choice. What I hate is that this symbol has come to me, and I can only accept it."

I looked at him, God of War's eyes were transparent and firm, the sound of planks cracking sounded again, a mast broke, a piece of canvas fell down, blocking my sight, I quickly lifted it up, looking for Ah Reese.

阿波罗

To my surprise, behind this canvas there are no monstrous waves, submerged city-states, the end of mankind, nor the weeping Deucalion and panicked Pyrrha. Behind this canvas is a bustling market , there are people everywhere, there are vendors everywhere, some sell melons and fruits, some sell spices, some sell homemade sauces, several olive oil sellers are lined up together, and every small stall is surrounded by people. Quite a few people who inquired had conversations one after another, but I couldn’t understand a single word. People’s dresses were also weird. Both men and women showed their arms and thighs. shoes, most people have something like a black board on the bridge of their noses, and some dogs also wear a cloth bag, and the dogs are tied with ropes around their necks, and one end of the rope is held by someone. I'm really curious, what about chickens and cows?Are they all chained like this?

In front of a fruit stand next to me, a white-haired dog led by a man with brown hair like a bird’s nest barked at me. The man chatted enthusiastically with the woman next to him, without any attempt to appease the dog. , just tugging the rope now and then.Ares was right next to the dog. He was chewing something. The fruit vendor greeted him enthusiastically, with his mouth not moving. He would give him two small, crimson fruits for a while, and he would pick them up from the pile of apples for a while. Picked one out, wiped it on his clothes, and gestured for him to taste it.The dog was still barking, Ares glanced at me, and threw me a crimson fruit.I ate it, spit out the core, all of a sudden, I understood everything, I understood everything, I walked straight towards Ares, the white dog - this white Chihuahua dog barked even more, I ignored it , was about to talk to Ares, the fruit vendor greeted us with a smile: "Are you two going to a theater performance?"

He is talking, Greek, modern Greek, 21st century Greek, he sells apples, bananas, cherries, apricots, pears, next to him is cheese, goat's milk, cow's milk, goat's, Sheep's, buffalo's, who's speaking English, with a British accent, and French, with a Quebec accent, who...someone is reading poetry.

J'ai long temp shabitésous devastes portiques.

Older French.

The voice fluttered down from the sky, and the voice came out from the depths of my ears long and far away.

I grabbed Ares' hand: "It's Baudelaire!"

Baudelaire, the French poet, the flower of evil, the melancholy of Paris!

"King of poets, true God!"

God... the faith of the 21st century, the god of the 21st century, the only god, the main god, the great god.

I know it all!I picked up another cherry, the sweet taste of the cherry nourished my lips and tongue, and at the same time nourished my cognition, I already know the world like the back of my hand!People evolved from apes to cavemen, people drilled wood to make fire, drank blood to weave clothes to cover their bodies, created words, civilization was born in flames, human beings groped in confusion, people worshiped the moon, people worshiped the sun, and people wrote for gods. Like, so many gods, so many patrons, Olympus is shining, our story sails around the world on a Greek merchant ship, and then...

A young man with his mouth open, as if he was talking to himself, walked towards him. His face was full of expressions, and his hands kept gesticulating. He passed me by, and I saw that his ears were plugged. Wearing a wireless headset, I reached out and took his headset and stuffed it into my ear.Someone was talking, right in my ear.

"So, I just said to him, are you still there?"

I said, "I'm here!"

The young man rushed up to me, and I hurriedly put the earphones back into his ears. I said to the fruit vendor, "Give me another bag of cherries, a bunch of apricots, and apples."

will i know morecan i know moreBy the way, I have to pay.

I took off my armor and said to the peddler, "This is all for you!"

I said, "Golden Apollo armor! You'll get a good price at the pawn shop!"

The peddler frowned and looked at me suspiciously. Ares pulled me away, stared at me, and I looked at him too, and said, "Don't you want to know more? Where is this... here... who invented it?" Wireless earphones? This thing cannot be seen by Hermes..."

I figured it out!I gestured to the peddler and took back my armor: "Excuse me, where is the nearest pawn shop?"

I pawned my armor at a nearby pawnshop.I said it was priceless, and the owner of the pawn shop said, two hundred euros, do you want it or not?I charged him two hundred euros and had to take away a white suit from his shop.I said to Ares: "You should also change your clothes, we should do as the Romans do."

Ares said: "I have inquired, and Mount Olympus is still there."

Oh, Olympus, how could I forget, we're going back there, he's going back there, he's got to go back to Aphrodite.

I said, "Do the gods still live there?"

I calmed down, this is an era that no longer believes in Greek gods, I glanced at the small shop selling postcards and tourist souvenirs on the roadside, I asked for a tourist map, unfolded it, okay, we are now in Athens city.The Parthenon has become a famous tourist attraction, and the Temple of Zeus in the north of Syntagma Square has only some columns left.

I asked Ares: "Then we count as gods now, or as humans?"

I said, "I see, Ananke has banished us in time, and we cannot get out."

Ares said, "Isn't it good that no one believes in war?"

I said, "Forget it. No one believed in you before. The king didn't want to be honest about his greed, and the warrior didn't want to reveal his scheming for honor. They said that Ares was behind it."

Ares laughed, and I laughed too. I folded up the map and pointed to the front: "Turn around there."

"Where to go?"

"Let's see if Zeus, whom everyone admires, is still loved."

The Temple of Zeus is like the photo on the tourist map, even the building frame is gone, only a dozen stone pillars support the bright sunlight,