The mysterious lady was still shrouded in a shadow. She calmly said, "Do you think that Poseidon will listen to your reason and forgive you?"
Pei Zi Yun fell silent. He knew that what the mysterious lady said was the truth. The gods would never forgive someone who killed their own children, regardless of whether it was voluntary or not.
"Paris, look. Originally, Philoctetes could have lived well, but ever since he shot an arrow at Kronos, fate has thrown him a death chip."
"Philoctetes can no longer return home. He can only go to the realm of Hades."
"Hercules, a new god who has just ascended to godhood and has not been accepted by Mount Olympus, will not be able to protect him."
Pei Zi Yun's eyes flashed. In the original script and history, Philoctetes had successfully returned to his hometown. But now, indeed, the mysterious lady was right. When Philoctetes used his bow and arrow to injure Cookenos, the countdown to his life had also started.
"Prince Paris, let me give you a piece of advice. Do not commit the sin of killing the son of God. If you do, death will take your life." The mysterious lady said.
At this point, the priest who was heading towards the Apollo Temple hurried over. Pei Zi Yun stopped him, "Priest, what was the result of the trip to the Apollo Temple?"
"Unfortunately, Prince Paris, there was no response from the Apollo Temple."
Although he knew that this would be the result, Pei Zi Yun's heart was still heavy. He was worried about the misfortune of Kronos and the coldness of the gods.
"Priest, I still have to thank you for your efforts." Pei Zi Yun said as he turned around to look at the shadow of the pillar. The mysterious lady had already disappeared.
'Did she come here just to stop me from killing Kronos?' Pei Zi Yun thought to himself.
'I don't think so. She just saw that I wanted to follow the wishes of Kronos and kill him. She took the opportunity to stop me. If that's the case, why did she come to the palace of Troy?' Pei Zi Yun was deep in thought as he entered the palace with the Priestess. Kronos, who was lying on his bed, looked at Pei Zi Yun and the Priestess walking in. He suddenly understood that the Apollo Shrine had not found anything either.
He lay on the bed and slowly raised his hands. Using the last of his strength, he said in a hoarse voice, "Great Poseidon, my father, I went against your will and came here. I have received the fate of death. This is my sin. Please remember that I am your son and give the people who hurt me and the Greeks the same blow."
"Please take care of my son, your grandson." After saying that, Kronos picked up the sword beside him and killed himself.
At the moment of suicide, everyone heard a heavy sigh.
Pei Zi Yun watched as Kronos committed suicide. Just as his soul was about to enter Hades' domain, an invisible light flashed and Kronos' soul was taken away.
He knew that Poseidon had personally intercepted his son's soul and brought it back.
Seeing Kronos lying on the bed with his eyes wide open, Priam closed his eyes and ordered a servant, "Go clean up King Kronos and change into clean clothes. Go to the Temple of Poseidon and build a pile of firewood. This will make it easier to cremate Kronos."
Pei Zi Yun couldn't do anything about the ending that the gods had arranged for him. He could only do what he had to do. Seeing that everyone was silent and the atmosphere was filled with sadness, he spoke to King Priam, "Father, tomorrow, I will take revenge for King Kronos. If I can kill Philoctetes, then I will go to the Corona Kingdom and protect Kronos' son and his city. I will stop the Greeks from taking revenge.
"Paris, there are still many heroes among the Greeks. Philoctetes' bow is the divine bow left behind by Hercules. I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to defeat him tomorrow." Priam expressed his concern.
"Father, I will need Brother Hector and the other Trojan heroes to help me." Pei Zi Yun said.
"That won't be a problem. However, if you can't defeat him, don't force it." King Priam said.
"Alright, father. I will do my best and not let anyone worry." When Pei Zi Yun finished speaking, he raised both of his hands and prayed, "Oh great Poseidon, please listen to my voice. I will seek revenge on the murderer of Kronos. I hope that you will protect me and allow me to kill Philoctetes."
Pei Zi Yun prayed and said, "Kronos is my friend. Please allow me to bury him with the most expensive fragrant oil and gold."
As he said this, he ordered a servant to retrieve it. When everyone saw this, they sighed.
The servants cleaned up Kronos and changed him into new clothes. They then used the fragrant oil that Prince Paris had brought to smear his body.
They then placed Kronos' body on a stretcher and carried him out.
Pei Zi Yun followed King Priamos and the others to the cremation table, where they observed the process quietly.
The cremation platform was built by the palace craftsmen using flammable wood. It was a meter tall and was surrounded by piles of flammable wood.
The servants carried the stretcher to the cremation platform and placed Kronos' body on it. Kronos lay quietly on the platform, as if he had fallen asleep.
Not far from the cremation platform was the temple of Poseidon.
The priest stood in front of the altar and prayed, "Mighty Poseidon, please bring your son Kronos back to heaven and continue to protect him."
After the ceremony was over, everyone gathered around the cremation table and silently prayed, recalling the memory of this great hero, Kronos, and reminiscing about everything.
King Priam said in a loud voice, "O great and good Kronos, you are so kind and righteous, and yet the wretched Greeks have taken your life. We are determined to avenge you, and may your soul rest in peace. We also hope that your father will protect you forever, the mighty Poseidon. "
As the King finished speaking, someone raised a torch and lit the cremation platform. The fire raged and engulfed the entire cremation platform in an instant.
After some time, all that was left was a pile of ashes. The King ordered people to put the ashes in a porcelain jar.
"Kronos, I will avenge you and send your ashes back to your homeland, the Kingdom of Corona." Pei Zi Yun said loudly.
As soon as he said this, a small Plum Blossom appeared in front of him. It grew bigger and bigger until it became a transparent information interface.
"Mission: Kill Philoctetes and avenge Kronos (Incomplete)."
Greek Camp
In contrast to the situation in Troy, the Greek camp was currently in a celebratory feast. The princes were celebrating Philoctetes' performance today and were cheering for him.
All the princes and heroes of the Greek army were gathered at the banquet. Everyone was eating and drinking to their heart's content.
Agamemnon personally filled Philoctetes' cup with wine. He raised his own cup and toasted Philoctetes before draining it in one gulp. He then said, "Dear Philoctetes, I will say this once more. Due to our foolishness, we abandoned you on the Isle of Calvary. However, this was also God's wish."
"Please do not be angry with us. For these things, we have already received God's punishment." As he finished speaking, Agamemnon clapped his hands. A servant led the women, horses and treasures up.
"Now that you have killed Kronos, you have solved our greatest problem. Please accept our gifts."
"Here are seven Trojan women, twenty horses and twelve tripod cauldrons. I hope you will like them. I sincerely invite you to stay with me in my tent."
Agamemnon sincerely apologized to Philoctetes and presented him with treasures and gifts. This caused Philoctetes' last bit of resentment to disappear without a trace.
Philoctetes replied, "Great Commander Agamemnon, what are you saying? I am no longer angry with you, Agamemnon or anyone else."
"Good." Agamemnon laughed heartily as he stood up. His body was swaying as if he had drunk too much. He once again filled Philoctetes' cup with wine and raised his own cup. He said, "Come, for our friendship, and for the victory of this war."
Philoctetes also picked up his cup and drained it in one gulp.
"Philoctetes, what do you think our chances of winning are?" Agamemnon threw out an extremely difficult question.
"Commander Agamemnon, I feel that Troy has no strong heroes other than Kronos. Our chances of winning this time are very high."
"Oh? Really? "Agamemnon obviously didn't expect Philoctetes to be so confident.
"Yes. The only ones who are slightly stronger are probably Hector and Prince Paris. I saw Paris kill a few of our heroes today. I originally planned to ambush him with arrows, but he blocked them all."
"When we fight tomorrow, I will find an opportunity to kill him." Philoctetes said.
"That's great. You have to know that Paris is the culprit who caused this war." Agamemnon said happily as he raised his cup again. The atmosphere of the banquet was lively and intense. Everyone toasted each other. On Mount Olympus, Athena, the protector of the Greeks, looked at the gloomy Poseidon and shook her head secretly. She thought to herself, Greeks, Poseidon has sacrificed a son. Even though he is your enemy, you have to express your sorrow and offer sacrifices to Poseidon.
"But you are celebrating."
"Because of this, tomorrow, you will not only lose Philoctetes, but you will also lose many lives. The gods and fate have already determined that you will receive a heavy blow tomorrow."
"Even the divine bow left behind by Heracles will be lost because it has broken the balance and will quickly break through Troy."
"As for Prince Paris, it seems that he has gained some favor from Poseidon. No wonder he buried his son and protected his ally's city and young son."
"Prince Paris has always been doing things that the gods like, but this cannot change your fate. Because you have offended Hera, your final fate has been decided."
"But your actions will allow you to gain some goodwill from the gods before you reach your death."
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