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162 [The Death of Plato]

"He is a god?" The disciples were shocked when they heard this and turned to look at Luo Wei.

Luo Wei remained silent.

After a while, he didn't say much about the issue of gods or not. He only said: "I admire the integrity and courage of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, and I am also angry at Apocalypse's atrocities."

"But frankly speaking, I am not suitable for this position, and I have other things to do...so I cannot agree to it."

Plato's breathing was a little confused again, and he gasped and said: "The people of this world really need your help, I beg you again..."

Luo Wei raised his hand: "Although I will not serve as the leader of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, if conditions permit, I will be happy to help you push Apocalypse off the altar."

Plato's lips moved, and finally he sighed slightly and stopped persuading: "The world will thank you."

"Aristotle."

Aristotle: "Teacher."

Plato gasped: "From today on, you are the ninety-seventh prophet of the Holy Shield Brotherhood and the second president of Akademi Academy."

"yes."

Plato continued: "Menehmos, you are the vice-president of the Akademi Academy and will be responsible for the affairs of the academy."

"Yes, teacher." Menehmos lowered his head and responded, his voice choked with sobs.

"Agamotto..." Plato looked at Agamotto and was silent for a while before saying, "I know you are obsessed with magic, but I also hope that you can assist Aristotle and Menechmos in solving problems in addition to studying magic.

Some fraternity and college matters.”

"I understand, teacher." Agamotto nodded heavily.

Plato then made arrangements and gave instructions to several disciples. His face became paler and paler, and he was finally speechless, his eyes were slack, and his breath was like a thread.

"Teacher!" All the disciples gathered around him.

Luo Wei also stepped forward, his hands glowed with holy light, and he put it on Plato, but it didn't change anything. Plato had completely reached the end of his life, and healing spells were meaningless to him.

For a moment, Plato closed his eyes and never woke up again.

Plato, the descendant of Socrates, the prophet who was the leader of the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield, and the founder of the Academy of Akademi, has been sleeping since then.

That night, in a certain room, Aristotle, Menechmos, Agamotto and other core disciples of Plato sat together, all with heavy expressions.

Aristotle said: "I will organize the teacher's funeral. In addition, we must inform the branches of the brotherhood as soon as possible about the teacher's death."

"Do you need me to go?" Agamot asked.

"Yeah." Aristotle nodded.

A few people chatted for a while, and Aristotle said again: "There is something I want to discuss with you about the country to the north of us, Macedonia."

"Macedonia?"

"Yes, the monarch of this country is very accomplished, working hard to govern, and the national power is booming. And as far as I know, the king of Macedonia, Philip II, is strongly dissatisfied with the Apocalypse." Aristotle said slowly, "So I

It is believed that the Holy Shield Brotherhood should establish close ties with the Kingdom of Macedonia to jointly fight against Apocalypse Egypt."

Someone said: "It's just an ordinary kingdom. There are so many vassal kingdoms in Apocalypse Egypt. I don't think it makes much sense to unite with them. If the Brotherhood is exposed to Apocalypse's sight, it will be more than worth the loss."

Aristotle: "If we only operate underground, we will never have a chance to overthrow the Apocalypse. With the help of a country, many things will go much smoother."

Menehmos said: "Thought is the sharpest weapon. An insightful person will definitely not believe in false gods. As long as we let the truth spread, the foundation of Apocalypse's rule will collapse sooner or later."

Aristotle obviously did not agree with this view, and was even a little disgusted: "Menehmos, your ideas are always so unrealistic."

"The significance of Akademi Academy is to select new members for the Brotherhood and defeat the Apocalypse by spreading the truth. It cannot be done even in ten thousand years!"

"But with our current strength, even if we are closely united with Macedonia, what can we do?"

"Anyway, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Apocalypse Egypt is currently weak, while Macedonia is rising rapidly. We should seize this opportunity."

Everyone argued for a while, but in the end no result was reached, so they had to put the Macedonian matter aside for the time being.

Someone suddenly said: "By the way, is that Luo Wei really a god?"

Agamotto, who had never spoken much, said at this time: "I think so, his power is very powerful, I can feel it... and he can speak summary language. As far as I know, even in the whole universe, there is no one who can master this kind of power."

Language is also extremely rare.”

"Aggregation? Didn't he speak Greek?"

Agamotto: "This is the magic of Shuyu. Anyone can understand it, just like listening to their native language."

"Since he is really God and has said that he might help us, why don't we have more contact with him?" someone said.

Aristotle waved his hand: "He will leave Athens tomorrow. He said he would help us if conditions permit. Who knows what 'conditions permit' actually means? We'd better not have too high expectations, he might not

I’m just here to visit the human world.”

"Furthermore, although the false gods are tyrannical, their power is definitely not weaker than the real gods, or even more powerful. Therefore, even with the help of gods, we may not be able to overthrow Apocalypse."



the next day.

After a day's rest at Akademi Academy, Rowe was ready to leave for Sparta as soon as possible.

Ullal's all-seeing eye might be watching from the sky. Staying in Athens all the time might make him feel like he's paddling.

Before leaving, Aristotle said goodbye in person.

After Plato revealed Lovi's identity, Aristotle's attitude became much more polite, but also much more distant.

After being polite, Luo Wei seemed to suddenly remember something: "Aristotle, do you know what happened in Sepenitus before the Peloponnesian War? That is, what caused the Apocalypse in recent years?

of weakness?"

Aristotle said: "I don't know the specific situation very well. But it is said that at the rebirth ceremony that year, the high priest of the apocalypse betrayed him, resulting in the death of all the four horsemen of death, famine, war, and plague.

, also caused the rebirth ceremony to go seriously wrong, and Tianqi became seriously ill."

Luo Wei couldn't help but think for a while.

There is such a thing... Having said that, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are really loyal enough. They all died in battle to protect their master.

"Why did the high priest betray?"

Aristotle: "I don't know, maybe I can't stand the increasingly cruel apocalypse."

"What's the name of the high priest?"

"Kons."


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