"I'm sorry, Xediles, we might not be able to go on with you." Hercules said on the shores of Boston.

And behind him, those friends who had once killed Zeus with him now held the same thought, smiling as they gazed at the dawn of this world.

"After all, this is our real world. Although it's just a Parallel World, it is our true home," Hector said, looking at that clown Howard in the distance.

Hector also knew that kid was considered his descendant, even if the connection was only a fraction of a percentage. At least it proved that many of his descendants were still alive in this world.

"Though I hate to admit it, our strength can no longer keep up with the dangers you face. It's possible that in the future, we might just become burdens, so let's part ways here and remain in this world," Odysseus smiled, "There are still hundreds of millions of unsaved monsters in this world, right? Someone has to stay here to clean up this mess."

Xue Dili remained silent, understanding that even the heroes manifested through Fantasy Materialization couldn't save everyone. There are always those who can't be redeemed by even Light, still appearing as 'vegetative' beings, hidden in some corner of this world.

They are the most evil and terrifying freaks, and among them might be some fallen Mystic Scholars who have narrowly escaped. It's highly possible that the plague of Desolate Fungus could recur on them.

Besides, this is their world of the future...

However, Xue Dili did not agree with Odysseus's comment that they were burdens.

No one was a burden, not even this time.

The Bacteriophage cultivated by the couple "Dr. Xue Dili"...

The Mystic Scholars Austin, Howard, and Evil Spirit Annabelle successfully defended the high ground and crystal during the enemy's attack while setting up the ceremony.

Calico successfully contacted and handed over the Bacteriophage to the master of crafts.

Odysseus proactively initiated a perfect fight at the base before the Mystic Scholars completed the ceremony.

And at the last moment, the master of crafts self-destructed within Qijela to achieve the final counter-kill with the Bacteriophage.

Even in the end, stopping Blington from escaping and locating the fleeing Blington through the Celestial Thunder were the Greek heroes.

There was also the old Undead, who kept talking to Xue Dili, so that Xue Dili wouldn't feel bored...

Everyone seemed indispensable. Without any one of them, the battle would not have ended so easily. They faced not just an ultra-ancient creature, but a conglomerate summoned by the despair and numbness of 5.2 billion people.

As well as the Divine Wood Fruit nourished by 5.2 billion souls, and Blington who consumed the fruit.

If Odysseus had started the battle a little later, waited for the fallen Mystic Scholars to summon the "Death Evil Spirit," they might have faced an enemy with 8 billion combat power.

Without the master of crafts's self-destruction, there was no way Xue Dili could gather the light of 7.9 billion people.

Without those two Mystic Scholars and Annabelle holding the ceremony under the evil spirit's attack, he wouldn't have been able to achieve this fraudulent brilliance of "To the Brilliance"...

Xue Dili never thought they would hold him back, but now, it seemed that old friends had indeed aged. They wanted to return to their homelands, both as an honorable return and to solve the last hidden dangers of this world...

Just like 'Xuedelus' said, someone needs to stay in this world to take care of these troubles.

And Xue Dili would not stop his friends' dreams, whether they wished to explore the worlds with him or retire to their old home, he would offer his best blessings.

Xue Dili took a deep breath, ready to bless his friends, suddenly hesitated, and said, "There's a problem, even if I let you materialize with new bodies through Fantasy Manifestation, because this world prohibits magic, all post-Divine Era individuals, your lifespan is only... 200 years maximum..."

These were the data Xue Dili had just learned from his mother.

After the Divine Era, the lifespan of newborn humans is limited to 200 years... This is the final limit given by the world.

Even after he leaves this world, their Divine Era magic and Treasures will disappear, just like his aunt who could only use "Fake Curse Blood," as all Divine Era magic vanished.

"So what? 200 years is plenty, even this second life greatly exceeds our expectations!" Achilles said.

"We might not even need a 200-year lifespan. Without magic power, we may perish while eliminating those remnants," another hero added.

They had let go of all concerns; they felt they'd already gotten their money's worth, and whatever happens now is all a newfound profit.

They might even find their descendants in another three thousand years, and though they could never fulfill the old wish to hold grandsons, they could embrace their great-great-great-granddaughters.

"Don't even think about romancing your great-granddaughter's descendant," another hero jabbed.

"Don't worry, five generations have passed; it's not close-kin marriage..."

The Greeks started chit-chatting and ended up discussing their quirky preferences, which made the old Undead sweat nervously.

The Holy Knight felt that having an illegitimate daughter with a nun when he was young and accidentally drunk was already a grave sin, to the extent that he only realized many years later that he had mishandled that night...

But looking at these people, Old Barak suddenly felt that he was still too noble. Unfortunately, he didn't know at the time; in fact, he always wanted to tell the nun that he was willing to take responsibility for her life.

Unfortunately, by the time he knew about the illegitimate daughter, the nun had already passed away.

Even though he later became the World Guardian and knew it was a tactic used by the Church Court, he did not hate the Church Court. After all, without this event, all his descendants might have been wiped out, and there wouldn't be his only hope, Alola.

While the old undead was still reminiscing about the past, the Greek heroes here were all ready for their farewell.

They all decided to stay in this world, which still had 600 million remnants, hidden mystic scholars in the shadows, and those who attempted to overthrow the world.

As former heroes, they must strike hard, as if for their world, for their lovely granddaughters and grandsons among their descendants, they all made this choice.

So, the heroes poured all their power into their original Treasures and handed them over to Xue Dili.

No hero kept his Treasure for himself: the Blazing Heaven Covering Seven Rings, the Regretless Extreme Spear, the Hydra Bow and Arrow, the Golden Lion Skin, the Hellhound's Necklace, Odyssey's Leather Armor...

Dozens of Treasures were handed over to Xue Dili. This was their last gift for Xue Dili, and also the final farewell that carried all their Spiritual Particles and power, even though those Treasures weren't particularly strong, mostly only between "D~B" level.

However, many had strange and unique abilities, and maybe, at some certain moment in the future, under specific circumstances, they could help Xue Dili, and that would be enough.

This was their final gift.

Xue Dili took a deep breath, looking at the dazzling array of Treasures laid out on the beach. These were the last gifts from his old friends before their departure, so Xue Dili would also give them a return gift.

Apart from using Fantasy Materialization and combining it with their original bloodline to create magicless versions of their bodies...

Xue Dili mimicked the Birdman Armor, creating an odd-looking armor in the eyes of the Greek heroes, resembling green-headed flies or green-headed grasshoppers. Each had one...

"Since you plan to take down the hidden fallen mystic scholars and remnants, this is my return gift for you. Your Treasures can't be used here, but mine can," Xue Dili said with a grin while looking at the Fantasy Materialized fly and grasshopper armor.

In the next moment, each armor turned into a small belt, which could be worn on the body to be carried around. After he left, the physical bodies of this group of old friends had only quasi-Tier One power due to Forbidden Magic, but their martial arts and combat experience were enough to make them invincible below Tier Two.

If everyone had this "D-Class" level armor, they could become invincible below Tier Three, even ensuring their combat after losing magic power.

Everyone accepted the belts in their hands, and after surfing the web, someone even recognized these belts and commented jokingly, "Shouldn't you give us a motorcycle along with this?"

"How about adding a card holder? So we can change into different forms with different cards."

"Why not mention coins and soda?"

"Is there a Flame of Nawa?"

Everyone joked and laughed, and they fastened these belts on their bodies. From now on, they would stay in this world, using these last friend-gifted belts to strike remnants and hunt down fallen mystic scholars.

All darkness shall be brought to justice.

"So should we establish an organization? Although we're going to eradicate the remnants worldwide, it would be nice to meet and connect once a year."

"Let's name the organization Athens."

"Nonsense! Why not Sparta?"

"I think Calidon sounds better..."

"How about Attica then..."

The group began to argue about naming the organization after their hometowns, with no one willing to back down, until finally, Hector, who was nominally the "Deputy Captain" of the Celestial Thunder, said, "Let's call it Celestial Thunder, should be no objection?"

Thus, this strange organization was formed, and they set off from Boston to various places around the world, and the 33 members of Celestial Thunder all prepared to use their own ways to wipe out the remnants after the Salvation.

In this world that was originally theirs, they would write new stories and adventures.

After this came the contests between Knights and monsters.

"Goodbye, Xediles," Hector finally bade farewell to him, this great hero of Troy, the most morally upright hero in Ancient Greece, bowing sincerely to Xue Dili,

"May your light never fade, may you always walk on the childhood dreams, may you roam half a lifetime and return as a youngster."

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