Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 286 Lord, please have mercy (3.3k, 7.5k total)

Crete.

As an outpost extending from the land to the ocean, this place has witnessed the glory of the Minoan civilization, ushered in prosperity, and also experienced the tragic defeat in the war with the Kingdom of Atlantis and was submerged in the waves.

After several turns of time, the traces of the war have been gradually wiped out, and the island has regained its vitality after a hundred years of changes.

However, at this moment, the distant Oceanus Sea, as an old enemy, has lost its former silence and tranquility.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a series of fierce lightnings meandered down, like sharp spears piercing the sea surface, constantly stirring in the sea water.

The bloody sunset cast a scarlet afterglow on the sea surface, as if the ocean was bleeding. Tens of thousands of fish, sea beasts and the blood of the gods died on the spot without even having time to scream under the ravages of lightning.

As the sea surged, the strange red tide raised huge waves, rolling up the hideous corpses one by one, almost covering the sea surface.

Escape!

With the instinct of living things to survive, this only thought was engraved in the mind.

Countless fish, sea beasts, and the blood of the gods in the Oceanus Sea fled madly with the huge waves, trying to rush to the nearby deserted islands and land, away from the extremely dangerous ocean at this time.

However, when groups of marine creatures rushed to the nearest Crete, they suddenly found that this land hostile to the ocean had also changed beyond recognition.

The rushing river had long dried up, the riverbed collapsed, revealing a dark hole, and the fertile land on the plain was melted inch by inch under the blowing of the red and black ether storm.

The sandstorm was raging, and all the shade and vitality disappeared. A raging torrent rushed out from the cracks in the earth, and the mountains collapsed one by one. The panicked animals and monsters rushed into the old site of Knossos and gathered around the towering temple.

A moment later, the entire island of Crete had become an ocean, and the only remaining temple was like an isolated island floating on the deep sea. The few animals and monsters who had escaped into this only shelter trembled at the sudden doomsday disaster.

Puff puff puff!

But soon, the four corners of the temple platform were flattened by a new ether storm. The hundreds of animals and monsters squeezed on the periphery instantly burst into blood mist and were crushed into meat paste. The owl statues that spread their wings and were about to fly turned into dust.

The scene in front of them also made the animals and monsters despair. They madly squeezed into the temple, trying to get the blessing of the dark.

But this great temple had long since decayed, and the great mother goddess had long since departed.

The fire of faith no longer existed, the gods no longer watched over this land, and the miracles that the beasts longed for would naturally not happen.

As the scarlet ether storm swept and raged, the bricks and stones of the temple were disintegrated inch by inch, and the beasts exposed to the outside instantly melted in the terrible halo.

The futile struggle only gave them a few more minutes to survive.

At the same time, Athens.

The old and weak who retreated to the valley and the corner of the city wall, their eyes were filled with despair, and in despair, there were prayers.

Above their heads, the sky was bright and the twinkling stars covered the brilliance of the sun. It was clearly visible that meteorites fell from the sea of ​​stars, burning violently, and smashed into various parts of Greece, bringing strong explosions and tremors...

In front of them, the Acropolis of Athens was covered with traces of tragedy, and had long been riddled with holes. One-third of the walls and areas collapsed.

And the scene outside the city was even more horrible.

The wilderness was devastated;

The buildings were filled with smoke;

The brick walls were torn and collapsed...

The scarlet ether storm swept past, and the sporadic resistance soon became a toy in the hands of the giant with a creaking sound, and was torn to pieces.

Through the thick smoke and flames, looking far away, the earth is like a fragile cardboard, with cracks stretching for miles and the inside is bottomless...

Etna and other volcanoes are erupting violently, with flying volcanic ash scattered into the sky, and dark red magma flowing wantonly, melting all life along the way...

Thessaly, Sparta, Mycenae and other coastal cities have been flooded back and turned into oceans. Crazy sea beasts rushed to the coast, causing a series of unrest...

In the mountainous and densely forested areas such as Thebes, Arcadia, and Calydon, groups of monsters ran out of their habitats and rushed to human cities, using destruction and killing to vent their fear and panic...

Looking at the doomsday-like scene in front of them and the constant collision of the mighty lights in the sky. The weak humans can only hide behind the fortresses, trembling, or rush into the temple, praying that this natural disaster, like the wrath of God, will end as soon as possible.

Gods, please calm down your anger and have mercy on this.

However, the strange phenomenon in the sky became more and more intense, and the miracle never happened.

What was attracted by this prayer was even more dark despair.

"Life is the end, it is a pilgrimage of accumulated pain, eyes are old, hands and feet are fragile, existence will inevitably go to nothingness, birth is to be destroyed, how sad, how ridiculous..."

In the city of Thebes, among the lambs huddled behind the high walls, a lazy joke with a slightly nasal tone echoed among the crowd.

The sorrow of being a weak person, the pain of separation from relatives and friends, the powerlessness of birth, aging, illness and death... and all the misfortunes and resentments grew in people's hearts.

In this atmosphere of despair and tragedy, the goddess with red hair shawl and a pair of black wings flapping behind her seemed to be walking among the poppies, lifting up her skirt from the crowd and walking forward gracefully. He seemed to enjoy the smell of strife, chaos, and blood in the air while breathing.

This was once the sacred place of Harmonia, the goddess of harmony. Now harmony no longer exists, only fear reigns.

"Beg for mercy! Show your timidity!"

The figure who had the appearance of a goddess but carried out the words and deeds of a devil, with a blasphemous attitude, stepped barefoot on the head of a sculpture in the temple, overlooking the crowds of grass in the city, and said this,

"It's time to drown in this boundless sea of ​​misery!"

In an instant, the blasphemer's seductive lips curved in an evil arc, and his eyes full of malice stared downwards. Countless wisps of blood-colored mist floated upward from corpses, ruins, and living people.

Suddenly, a cold and evil sense of oppression spread, like the surging red and black blood mist of raging magma, gathering and dispersing, hanging in the sky.

From the embryo-shaped blood clot in the center, gloomy and violent eyes squeezed out, looking at the trembling lambs in the city. Deformed arms protruded from the blood mist, waving around, showing the malice and turmoil that seeped into the soul. And uneasy, almost suffocating.

"Come and meet you...the only salvation!"

Eris, the goddess of strife, murmured jokingly, with a wicked smile on her pretty face. She raised her green-white fingertips high, and the overwhelming scarlet blood mist, like hot lava, was about to pour down!

Tired of playing with those ugly monsters in the primitive ocean, she wanted to plan an interesting dispute in this city-state that had failed to provoke trouble several times, in the holy land of her old enemy Harmonia, the goddess of harmony.

Facing the malice from the gods, the weak and helpless lambs trembled and showed despair.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a majestic and obscure trembling sound came from the statue at the foot of Eris. The golden sacred flame burned fiercely like a furnace fire, incinerating the blood mist of disputes and bringing heart-breaking pain to the evil goddess. , penetrates flesh and blood, and directly strikes the soul.

"Ouch!"

Eris screamed, feeling the familiar aura, and suddenly felt a mixture of grief and anger.

"you again!"

What responded to her was a shadow in the sky holding a golden cup and pouring it over.

The scarlet and luscious wine dripped down, and the blood mist that gathered in the city of Thebes dissipated.

Immediately, emerald-green grapevines grew wildly on the ground; bunches of purple-red grapes exploded, and the air was filled with a rich aroma of wine.

It makes people mesmerized and peaceful.

But on the contrary, for Eris, the wine in this golden cup was like poison, like every drop of sulfuric acid sprinkled on her body, it sent a heart-piercing burning sensation.

Soon, the goddess of strife, who was covered in bruises and bruises, uttered a harsh word in the dripping wine and ran away with her head in her arms.

"Just wait for me, this matter is not over yet!"

Ann, is it safe?

The Thebans who survived the disaster looked blankly at the statue in the temple and found that the figure was quite strange, surrounded by the heads of various animals: goats, giant whales, bulls, wild boars, white horses, eagles...

He has two horns on his head, his hands are wrapped around grapevines, and his feet are shaped like the hind legs of a goat.

In a daze, they remembered the name of this god.

——Lord of pleasure, Dionysus.

In this land, he had been criticized and expelled, but he still responded to prayers with kindness, showered blessings on the living, and saved the weak lambs from harm.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Almost at the same time, clusters of flames like furnace fires ignited in front of the altars enshrining the statues of Dionysus in various city-states. The golden halo turned into an indestructible barrier, blocking the monsters from the mountains and the sea. The huge waves and the storm from the sky gave the frightened lambs a breather.

But the cataclysms in the sky continued, the anger of the gods did not end, and strong uneasiness still weighed on their hearts.

And praying became the only thing they could do.

Lord in charge of joy, please have mercy on this troubled world once again and grant us a paradise of peace and joy.

The helpless lambs knelt down and prayed together.

The voice of one person is the voice of millions.

The ancient words of consecration were sung and echoed among the crowd.

"The King we worship,

May everyone hallow your name.

May your kingdom come,

May your will be done on earth,

It's like walking in heaven.

Our daily food,

Give it to us today.

The wine of our joy,

Feast us today;

Do not lead the world into temptation,

Save them from evil.

May magnificence, joy, and feasting be with you;

Divine wisdom, divine power, and divine love are with you;

The kingdom, the power, the glory, all belong to you.

——From eternity ago, to now, and forever and ever! "

Under the illumination of the altar fire, the weak people who longed for salvation used their bodies to gather flames into light, and together they gathered towards the top of Ares Mountain, illuminating the dark night.

On the square, the Lord of Joy, holding a golden cup, was bathed in the golden torrent of faith and listened to countless prayers.

His divine career and status were created by people's faith.

At this moment, it is finally time to pay off the debt.

Lorne smiled freely and drank the remaining wine in the golden Holy Grail.

Stairs paved with starlight spread and grew under his feet, leading directly to the turbulent Holy Mountain of Olympus.

In the call of the lambs, under the watch of the gods of Ares Mountain, the Lord who brought joy and peace to the world stood up and stepped forward, resolutely rushing to the final battlefield.

——People use their bodies to gather flames into light and hold up fire for me;

——Then, I will build a new paradise here!