v4 Chapter 125： The departed gods (1/2)

When Apollo raised his head for the last time and looked at the red fireball above his head, he finally couldn't help but shed tears, and then he plucked the lyre in his hand.

Melodious and sad music flowed from his fingertips, and the gods who heard the music also stopped their movements. The youngest **** among them had just been born less than a year ago, but the oldest **** was already here. Living on this piece of land for thousands of years has witnessed the prosperity and decline of countless civilizations. It has long been integrated with this piece of land, but now it has to be forced to migrate in order to survive and become rootless leaves.

I think that the eyes of many people here have moistened with it.

A group of gods, led by Isis, who first proposed the Eden Project, are busy with the final stage of work, selecting babies to be the tinder, and arranging construction tasks after arriving in the new world.

It is not easy to build human civilization from scratch. What's more, there are so many gods that have arrived in the new world. There are not only old gods but also new gods. How to balance the interests of all parties and achieve a result that is relatively satisfactory to everyone is even more difficult.

For now, after many fierce negotiations, even reaching the point of resuming the war, both sides eventually made concessions, and barely reached an initial consensus in less than three months.

This is an incredible speed, because just three months ago, the two sides were still at war. In fact, if it weren’t for the external threat of Cthulhu, the new gods and old gods that had already come to the top would never be at the negotiating table. Any agreement may be reached.

In the end, the handshake between Zeus and the **** of science marked that a fragile balance was finally reached within the gods.

And the next step is collective migration.

This is a big project. It has been carried out as early as a month ago. The most advanced is a group of relatively weak gods, because they are most worried about being contaminated by Cthulhu, and then the stronger gods. Until today, only the last batch of passengers remained.

However, just as Apollo and other gods were remembering the last days of being in this land, an unexpected guest who had not been seen before suddenly appeared in front of the gods.

-Chronos, the **** of time.

Compared with more than three months ago, he looks much older, his eyes are full of anger, and he is no longer as calm as before. He strode towards the man in a suit and tie with an exaggerated moustache on his mouth. .

The latter is still standing a little further away from the other gods, feeding the birds leisurely with breadcrumbs, as if he hadn’t heard the sad sound of Apollo.

Until Cronos stood in front of him.

”Long time no see, Cronos.” The mustache man greeted, ”I hope you get rid of that sweet tooth early.”

Kronos sneered when he heard the words, ”You can be proud of yourself. Where is Gaim, I want to see him.”

The mustache man sighed, ”Why do all of you who are looking for Gem come to me for someone? He is such a big man, and I can't control where he is going.”