The excitement is palpable, and the flames of battle are about to be lit.
Yet the live broadcast does not stop, only shifting the camera to another place.
It is a snowy mountain, not very high, just two or three thousand meters, but it is also majestic, its peak covered in dazzling snow illuminated by golden sunlight, surrounded by clouds and mist, emitting a touch of sacredness and solemnity.
"This is..."
"Mount Olympus?"
"Why come here?"
"Could it be..."
Seeing this, everyone is startled, even stopping their departing footsteps.
Suddenly...
"Boom!!!"
A loud noise shakes heaven and earth, bright golden light fiercely shines through, like a spear piercing and shattering the space, revealing a palace, a palace made of gold, accompanied by thousands of troops, grandly stepping into the boundary of the human realm.
With such a scene emerging, the summit of Olympus is immediately covered by dark clouds, with thunder roaring.