Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 299 Explode the troops like crazy, gods (6.1k)

As the entire starlight corridor was lit up, Poseidon retracted his right hand and spoke leisurely.

"[Kaos], you're fine."

Khaos?

The mermaid prince standing behind his father was slightly startled when he heard the name, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Chaos, the god of chaos, is said to be the beginning of everything in this world, the carrier of original order, space, and time, symbolizing void and darkness.

According to the content sung in ancient mythological poems, Chaos, the god of chaos, first existed, but was unconscious and unchanged from ancient times; then the gods came together to break the chaos and let the world be reborn. Nyx, the goddess of night, the incarnation of night and darkness, the legendary eldest daughter of the god who inherited the strongest power.

So, hasn’t the legendary Chaos God been divided? Why are you still there?

Just as Triton was confused, the silver-white metal core in front of him was immersed in starlight and looked like a sphere. Several light patterns lit up on the surface, flickering on and off, and a deep sound came from inside.

"The true god Poseidon, you are here again..."

Looking at the silver-white metal core in front of him that responded, Triton couldn't help but look weird.

[Kaos]——Is it it?

As if seeing his son's confused expression, Poseidon sneered and replied.

"As you can imagine, this is [Chaos], the first awakened [Giant] in the Bronze Age. It used itself as a blueprint and the gods as templates to create the twelve main gods of the Bronze family, and used the Chaos God [Kaos] as a template. Naming themselves after "Os" represents the beginning of all the creation of the Bronze clan. As a result, they finally summoned heaven's punishment, causing the entire civilization of the Bronze Age to be exterminated by the gods and sink to the bottom of the sea."

"The world was born in creation and completed in creation. You created us, why can't we create new life?"

Hearing Poseidon's narration of that period of history, the silver-white metal core asked a confused question.

Immediately, it paused, and a duller sound came from inside the metal core.

"The work of this creation is denounced as blasphemous and brings disasters. It is impossible to understand and cannot agree..."

"Because you have overstepped your duty!"

Poseidon snorted coldly, showing disdain.

"Those who impersonate God's name and attempt to misappropriate divine power will bring about your own destruction!"

"What about you? Why are you safe and sound - the children of chaos who have stolen the authority of the builders, the descendants of the Titans who have the blood of the rebel god?"

"..."

Faced with this embarrassing question, Poseidon couldn't help but be speechless, and his facial muscles twitched slightly.

After a period of silence, Poseidon, who was at a loss for words, could only change the topic with a dark face.

"Okay, I'm not here to chat with you this time. I have something serious to talk about."

"Speaking……"

"The gods have disappeared, Zeus has been bound to Olympus, the world has entered a new era, and you can leave this forbidden land."

"But this era does not belong to us, and the situation may not be as safe as you said..."

The metal core light pattern flashes, and the sound is rational and cold.

"Tell me, what do you need us to do?"

"..."

Poseidon, whose thoughts were easily read, suddenly felt a little confused on his face.

But in the end, Poseidon, who couldn't get angry with a metal ball, had no choice but to abandon the tactics he was not very good at and chose to get straight to the point.

"The three goddesses of destiny issued an oracle, prohibiting the main gods and above beings from interfering with the order of the human world, and only allowing gods and demigods to walk in the lower world. You, the bronze clan, are just under restrictions and are good at fighting, so I want you to let your subordinates Lend me your [Machine God] and obey my orders.”

"Don't you have a million-strong army in Atlantis? So many golden humans..."

"……Gone……"

"What about the gods of the Oceanus Sea? As the king of the ocean, wouldn't it be better for you to command them?"

"..."

The more Poseidon listened, the darker his face became. In the end, he could almost squeeze out ink.

It’s really hard to pick up any pot!

If he could still command those frightened ocean gods to continue working for him;

If Poseidon and Atlantis were still as powerful and prosperous as before;

If I hadn't lost half of my paternal power, I would still be at the top...

Is he going to run into the deep sea, look down on his face, and look for help from these sensitive people?

Unable to bear it any longer, Poseidon took off his disguise and snorted a threat.

"Have you said enough? If you still want me to cover up for you, give me control of [Machine God]!"

"..."

The metal core was silent for a moment and reminded faintly.

"Although I am very grateful for your shelter and protection, my people cannot become your cannon fodder. This is an agreed upon thing."

Back then, the bronze giants overstepped their responsibilities because of the creation of gods, incurring the wrath of Zeus, and were destroyed by His Majesty the God King on pretexts.

Fortunately, Poseidon, the god of the sea, quietly saved their core and fire, and hid them in this unreachable deep sea, allowing them to gain a foothold here and borrow the resources of the ocean to recuperate.

In return, they would provide Bronze Age technology that would bring Atlantis a glorious civilization.

In this way, the two sides have lived in peace for many years, but now this balance seems to be broken.

"At this moment, my current divine power is no longer what it used to be. Without my protection, your life in the future may not be easy. It is not impossible for Zeus to free up his hands and give you another disaster."

Poseidon explained the advantages and disadvantages by exposing his own shortcomings, and then extended an olive branch.

"So, during these three hundred years, if you are willing to serve me, let me ascend to the position of God King and control the entire Olympus. At that time, I can cleanse you of the stigma you once carried and turn this This ocean is given to you so that you have a paradise to live in and the right to walk in the sun!”

The metal core was silent for a long time, as if it had been thinking deeply, and finally an answer came from inside.

"The agreement is passed. I hope you will keep your promise..."

"certainly!"

Poseidon nodded happily, waiting for his latest recruit to fall into his hands.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The metal core [Chaos] buzzed and trembled, and the starlight in the sky turned into three beams of light, pouring into the bodies of the three mechanical giants displayed in the corridor.

After a moment, three hundred-meter-tall metal giants turned into a pool of mercury-like liquid, and under the influence of runes, the outlines and faces of humans were outlined, namely two men and one woman.

Males stand on the left and right sides, one with blue hair and red eyes, wearing golden armor, with tan skin and explosive muscles, handsome in appearance, with a violent and sharp aura, like an unsheathed saber; the other has red hair and golden eyes. , with powerful arms, an ancient face, and a hot breath exuding from his body;

The woman in the center also has red hair and golden eyes, with extremely beautiful facial features and figure. She seems to be a pair with the man with the same color scheme.

In addition, the three of them carried a pair of wings behind them, as if they were spreading their wings to fly.

"[Ares, the God of Machines], Hephaestus, the God of Machines, and Aphrodite, the God of Machines, from now on, you will obey the orders of the true god Poseidon and carry out his will. Give us the right to survive!”

The solemn voice came from the vibrating metal core and echoed in the sea of ​​stars.

Suddenly, two men and one woman, filled with the aura of gods, slowly opened their eyes, stepped forward, and knelt down to the metal core in the starlight.

"Yes, Father God!"

The Bronze Giants regard their own functions as the power of gods, regard the best individuals as gods, formulate personalities and compile myths for them, and give them new meaning of existence.

Then, through fighting, they collected and devoured the divinity of some weak indigenous gods at that time, and continued to improve and evolve themselves. From then on, the machines became machine gods.

Moreover, their existence corresponds to the myths and characteristics of the Olympian gods.

[Machine God Ares] has excellent combat and destructive performance, and is a melee annihilation model;

[Machine God Hephaestus] has the skill of shaping metal and giving it a certain degree of directional strengthening, and forges models for craftsmen;

[Machine God Aphrodite] is good at infiltrating in disguise and is an information intelligence warfare attack aircraft.

In order to facilitate their activities, they also imitated the images of gods and created similar intellectual individuals for themselves.

Obviously, the two men and one woman in front of them are the disguises they weave for themselves.

Seeing the three newly recruited subordinates, with the names of false gods, kneeling before him, Poseidon felt inexplicably relieved, as if he had ascended to the throne of the God King in advance and was enjoying the Olympus people. Worship of the gods.

~~

Meanwhile, Olympus, the Great Temple.

"boom!"

Zeus, who was sitting on the throne, punched the armrest and cursed at the daughter in the hall who had embarrassed him.

"It's not enough to succeed, but it's easy to fail! Who told you to make your own decisions?!"

"I, I also want to vent my anger on you."

Eris shrank his neck, looking aggrieved.

Seeing the empty hall and the pitiful appearance of Eris, Zeus, who wanted to scold him, suddenly lost interest.

The entire Olympus was deserted, and he had very few subordinates he could use.

If we continue to take tough measures, we may not even be able to protect these few subordinates.

Finally, Zeus suppressed his anger and waved his hand helplessly.

"It's over now, forget it. Don't act rashly without my instructions in the future. You were seriously injured this time, so you'd better go back and rest for a while."

"Okay, Father God!"

Seeing that he was lucky enough not to be punished, Eris was overjoyed and agreed repeatedly, then hurriedly waved his wings that were leaky and rushed out of the great temple as if he was running for his life.

Although she was very grateful to the Father God for helping her at the critical moment, the atmosphere around the Father God and in the temple was too depressing.

If you have a choice, of course you have to sneak away first and then talk about it.

Seeing that the subordinate he had fished out from Athena's hands with great efforts ran away without any hesitation as soon as he finished being lectured, Zeus's face turned even darker.

In the future, this kind of useless snacks will probably not be available.

Forget it, I didn’t really plan on counting on this kind of stuff anyway.

After a long period of mental construction, Zeus' heart, which was pounding with anger, managed to return to a steady beat. He rubbed his sore temples and tapped the staff on the ground.

A beam of starlight fell from the sky and landed in the great temple, transforming into a young man wearing golden armor, with short purple hair and golden eyes, and a melancholy and heroic temperament.

As consciousness returned, the young man raised his hands to touch his chest and half-knelt down towards the figure on the throne.

"Father God, what do you want me to do?"

Looking at the humble attitude of the young man, Zeus nodded with satisfaction and pondered solemnly.

"Perseus, although you have completed great deeds in the world and returned to heaven, your brother, your descendant, Hercules, is still confused in suffering and knows nothing about his mission. So, I hope you can be his teacher and guide him on the right path to reunite the glory of the gods!"

"Then Father God, where can I find him?"

"He and his mother Alcmene are currently in exile on the island of Boeotia."

"I will obey your oracle and live up to your trust!"

The young man named "Perseus" stood up and prepared to go down to the world. Seeing this, Zeus stopped him.

"Wait, this trip is dangerous, take these divine tools for self-defense."

Then, Zeus knocked the staff in his hand to the ground, and the silver-white lightning arc hit Perseus' body, turning into six divine tools.

They are: feather shoes that can walk in the air, disguise cloaks that change the user's appearance, bronze mirror shields that can invalidate and reflect magic to a certain extent, sickle Hepa that can cut the immortal snake, and wind bag that absorbs the divine wind and attacks.

Seeing that Perseus in front of him was fully armed, Zeus nodded with satisfaction.

Among the early demigod descendants, Perseus may not be the strongest one, but he is the one with the most brains and potential. Therefore, after he completed his achievements in the world, Zeus upgraded him to a god and allowed him to enjoy eternal life in heaven, which is now the [Perseus].

At the same time, according to kinship, Hercules' mother Alcmene is Perseus' granddaughter, and Hercules is Perseus' great-grandson, and has always worshipped his ancestor.

With these two relationships, it is most appropriate to hand over Hercules, the son of destiny, to Perseus for teaching.

Zeus on the throne looked at Perseus's departing back, stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and a look of self-satisfaction appeared on his face.

[Perseus] and [Future Hercules]?

With these two trump cards in hand, even if the gods disappear, fate is still in my hands!

The God King who completed the layout leaned on the throne, lifted his chin, and looked down through the clouds coldly at the land densely occupied by ant-like humans.

In the field of vision, one city after another rose, one sea after another was opened up, and the tribe called humans crossed the river, conquered the mountain, and even tried to reach the height of the sky.

How arrogant and blasphemous!

Zeus was in a bad mood, his face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with silver-white lightning and anger.

He hated these creations that were almost identical to the gods. Through their wildness and rebelliousness, Zeus, who had broken his own destiny, seemed to be able to vaguely see the future after the era of gods faded.

Therefore, the king of the gods would repeatedly free up his hands to bring down disputes and disasters in an attempt to eliminate this group that made him feel uneasy.

However, although they were as humble as grass and as weak as ants, they had resilience and vitality that Zeus could not understand.

Even if they were caught in disputes and disasters again and again, they could always burst out amazing unity and courage in desperate situations, and together they would survive the darkness and usher in the dawn.

Now, as time goes by, humans are growing into a rising force that cannot be ignored.

The gods of Olympus maintained their arrogance on the surface, but in order to further expand their influence and compete for faith, they had long been walking on the earth, bestowing gifts on humans to gain their worship and faith, and thus strengthen themselves.

A group of short-sighted fools!

Zeus looked at the empty hall and snorted coldly.

He pondered for a long time, and seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his staff again and knocked on the ground.

A vortex of thunder formed on the ground, as if it was hanging from the clouds and reaching the depths of the ocean.

A moment later, a red-black mud flow surged out of the giant vortex and gathered in the hall, forming a red-black lake mixed with pure malice.

Buzz!

In the heart-pounding tremor, ripples appeared on the lake surface, and a changing black cube slowly condensed and rose, and its volume continued to expand.

A moment later, this thing twisted itself like a Rubik's Cube, and the scarlet and dark magic patterns crawled all over the surface of the black container.

But the last darkness was lit up, and a pool of red-black liquid rose from the dark interior to the top, gathering into a figure wrapped in a red-black mud cocoon membrane.

The hideous red-black patterns spread wildly from the abdomen to the surroundings, and the strong malice spread, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped several levels.

"Boom!"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, wind and thunder, full of ominous signs.

Buzz!

At this moment, the pitch-black metal cube hummed sharply, and the scarlet magic pattern lit up. After a while of flickering, it turned into a red and black mud cocoon with a human-shaped outline.

Crack!

Then, a crisp shattering sound came from the inside out, and a white arm tore through the red and black afterbirth that wrapped itself, and a graceful and tall figure walked out of it. The black and purple hair flowed behind her like a waterfall, and the amber eyes were innocent and charming, as if they were a combination of holiness and filth, with a contradictory and unified temperament.

"Hehe, are you finally willing to let me out?"

In the laughter like a silver bell, the charming girl stretched lazily, looked up at Zeus on the throne, and licked the moist cherry lips with her curling pink tongue.

As their eyes met, the amber eyes immediately enlarged in Zeus's vision until they occupied his entire heart.

His consciousness was pulled down, as if immersed in endless darkness.

Looking up, Zeus saw a ruined world, a dark hollow celestial body with red and black mud flowing on the border, constantly pouring malice on the devastated earth, all the light was swallowed up, and there were countless dry bones and debris under his feet.

The winged nymph, the heartless Titan monster, the twisted golden corpse, the headless bronze giant... appeared in his eyes one after another.

"Hmph!"

Zeus made a cold nasal sound, thunder and lightning in his eyes, the divine light was like lightning, and the terrifying power tore the entire dark world apart.

"Woo~"

The charming girl in the hall screamed, her face pale, covering the flashing thunder mark on her chest, her eyes full of resentment.

"Father God, I was just joking with you, why are you so angry?"

"You should know that what I hate most is usurping power."

Zeus on the throne looked down at the witch who had destroyed several eras, his eyes cold and sinister.

"I know, I know."

The girl named Pandora waved her hand, as perfunctory as she could be, then blinked her bright eyes and asked with interest.

"So, what dirty work do you want me to do for you this time?"

"..."

Zeus' face darkened, and he knocked the ground with his staff.

"Boom!"

The thunder as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, and the girl who was electrocuted on the field, who was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, let out a wail, and became completely honest, and could only change her words in a depressed manner.

"Okay, what do you want, Father?"

"Follow Perseus secretly for now, help him and Hercules complete the trial, and report to me immediately if there is any unusual movement between the human world and them."

Zeus ordered lightly, then paused, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"When necessary, you can 'help' them..."

Hearing the deliberately emphasized syllable, the girl understood and bowed in response.

"I will obey your orders, Father."

Zeus nodded, struck the scepter, tore open the passage with thunder, and murmured as he looked at the red and black mud flowing down from the hole.

"Don't let me down... Pandora..."

~~

At the same time, under the belly of the Thessaly Mountains.

Tall and ferocious figures gathered in the dark cave. Two figures of normal human size, wearing black robes, stood at the front of the team, placed the bloody organs on the two ancient and mottled bronze altars in the center, and chanted the old and crude words of God.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

A strange tremor came, and a series of evil light pillars, some scarlet, some red and black, shot up from the altar.

Dark clouds gathered from all directions, and wailing, roaring, and muttering merged into a maddening noise. The smell of decay, blood, and frenzy intertwined and condensed, forming a series of rolling and raging dragons, which together formed two dark and gloomy figures on the altar.

One was a giant dragon with hundreds of heads, and the other was a Titan holding a pitch-black sickle.

——Typhon, the ancestor of the demons, and Kronos, the Titan God King.

In the cave, the gods and monsters who once served under Typhon, and the Guigantes (giants) who possessed the blood of the traitorous gods, looked at the two old gods and kings who finally responded to the call on the altar, and couldn't help but let out bursts of ghost cries and wolf howls excitedly.

Since the Titan War and the Typhon War, the two old gods who were imprisoned in Tartarus due to their defeat have completely cut off contact with the earth.

No matter how they called or how they sacrificed, they could never get a response.

Until recently, the God War broke out in Olympus and the seal of the underworld loosened, and they were able to get in touch with their former masters.

But, it was just a trace.

There was an obscure vibration in front of the altar. Two humanoid figures in black robes listened for a moment and turned to interpret the oracle to the believers of the old gods.

"Go, do a big job, and let the humans on the earth understand what [fear] and [death] are in your own way!"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The roars that came one after another, like rolling thunder, echoed in the deep caves. The gods and giants showed cruel and excited expressions.

They finally didn't have to hide in this dark underground like mice.