Apocalypse Forecast

Hercules laughed slowly, shaking his head.

"Aren’t you also a mortal?"

Coughing, he whispered softly, "On a fair battlefield, we engaged in the most equitable battle without any reservations, arriving at this indisputable result. Huai Shi, you have already surpassed me."

"Did you hold back?" Huai Shi asked.

"Haha, what nonsense." Hercules countered, "Do you think I am someone who shows mercy?"

"But you didn’t go all out, did you?" Huai Shi calmly retorted.

"It’s already enough, Huai Shi, it’s already enough."

Panting, Hercules whispered with satisfaction, "This dream-like battle, to face a warrior like you, has been enjoyable enough."

As a phantom of the past, as the residue of the once mighty God, a replica of a legendary hero.

Is there a more delightful ending than this?

Experiencing a thrilling fight, a deceitful clash where both parties gave their all, using any means necessary, focusing entirely on the duel.

In this lone ship amidst the vast space.

For a moment, he felt as if he was truly alive, burning in this distant era, continuing the glory and brilliance of yesteryears.

There is nothing better than this result and reward.

His era has ended.

This is the final glow.

"It’s simply the perfect curtain call..."

Blood silently flowed from his mouth and nose as he struggled to breathe.

Yet, his eyes looked towards the distant cosmos, gazing at the vast starry sky, attracted by the dazzling light.

He suddenly became curious about what the Cloud Monarch saw in the end.

Was the world in his eyes any different from what he remembered?

"What is a world without gods like? I’m so curious, Huai Shi. No matter what, I can’t figure it out..." He murmured, filled with bewilderment, "Aren’t you afraid?"

"Not at all."

Huai Shi shook his head, answering seriously, "Even if there’re only humans, they can continue moving forward."

Yes, even if the stars extinguish, even if the earth dries up, even if everything familiar gradually fades away.

As long as this world continues to operate, then someone will surely persist strongly.

There’s no need for guidance or companionship either.

Human beings are creatures that get used to loneliness.

As long as hope remains.

"Because there is a future." Huai Shi answered seriously.

"Is that so?" Hercules smiled, his eyes showing a glimmer of desire, "I really want to see, the future you create... the future you move towards..."

Surely, there will be beautiful outcomes preserved for you?

So...

"Do not give up, warriors of the future."

He sincerely wished, and thus, slowly closed his eyes.

Breath ceased.

In silence, Huai Shi gazed at the gradually dissipating light and the body that, having lost its miracle, turned back into dust.

Extended his hand, gently planting a stalk of pure white Iris flower into the dust.

"Farewell, hero of the past."

He turned around and walked towards the location of the final enemy.

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"In the end, still a good child, never strayed from the fate you bestowed upon him."

In the Temple, Tong Ji regrettably withdrew her gaze, "Such a pity... encountering a useless father."

"Mutual understanding."

Zeus gazed at the place where his child had fallen again, looking at the bouquet swaying in the wind, and after a moment, withdrew his gaze.

"Your Contractor is not bad either."

He said, "Isn’t he also following the fate you bestowed, heading towards extinction?"

"It’s different." Tong Ji smiled, "His fate belongs to him alone, even a dazzling elder sister like me wouldn’t easily interfere."

"Even at this moment, whether to interfere or not, would the outcome be different?"

Zeus put down the emptied wine glass, sighing softly as he looked out towards the distant Phantom.

"It’s already over."

At that moment, the burning sun wheel fell with a roar.

Amid Publius’s laughter, swallowed by the tower in the shadow.