Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 325 Awesome, all awesome! (4.6k)

Inside the house, armor pieces and clothes were scattered everywhere, and Katniss, who had taken the initiative to use up all her equipment, was lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread out, snoring.

Under the loose blanket, her healthy wheat-colored skin showed an attractive honey color in the moonlight. The two heavy fruits only covered one-third of her body, and the scenery on the top of the mountain was vaguely visible.

Lorne, who was standing by, carefully removed the arm that was pressing on his chest, and glanced at Katniss, who was almost naked and went to bed, and felt a little amused.

You really don't treat your brothers as outsiders...

As Lorne shook his head, a low snoring sounded in his ears.

At this time, Katniss's body was spread out, and her tense muscles showed a comfortable relaxation. She had obviously entered a deep sleep.

It can be seen that this female warrior is really tired.

After all, she first chased for dozens of miles and fought with dozens of centaurs in the dense forest; then she was hit by a strange spell and her whole body was limp, and she was almost buried by dozens of trees pushed down by the centaurs; just after she regained consciousness, she took them all the way to the city to meet the King of Thessaly...

Even if he was an iron man, it would be hard not to be a little tired after such repeated tossing.

Thinking of this, Loen consciously slowed down his movements and breathing to avoid disturbing the big-breasted brother's rest.

Calculated, the two little green tea outside were probably still waiting for him at this time. Once he went out, it would probably become a white-school scene, or even worse, Shura.

If they really got entangled, he would not be able to have peace tonight.

In comparison, although Katniss's figure was a bit criminal, it was very likely that she would not be able to keep a good distance when getting along with him, and she would accidentally shoot. But the other party really treated him as a lifesaver as a brother, and compared with the two little green tea outside who wanted to swallow him, it was safer.

After a little thought, Lorne closed his eyes and prepared to rest with the attitude of making the best of it.

One hour later.

"Pah!"

With a crisp sound, Lorne opened his eyes, took away the claw that hit his face for the thirteenth time, then looked down at the two round thighs locked around his waist like the roots of an old tree, and expressionlessly opened the pair of deadly scissor legs.

However, as soon as he untied the restraints on his lower body, his upper body fell.

Katniss, who was sleeping soundly, waved her hands randomly, used a soft object beside her as a pillow, stuffed it into her arms, and uttered a comfortable dream.

Lorne, with half of his head stuck in the valley, felt the suffocation and softness from his mouth and nose, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, and all the sleepiness in his mind disappeared.

How can people sleep like this!

Faced with the repeated harassment of his unscrupulous roommate, Lorne could no longer bear it. He pulled Katniss off his body with a dark face, then jumped off the bed decisively, pushed the door and slipped into the courtyard for a walk, in order to clear his mind and body.

At this time, the two little green teas outside the door had long disappeared. Judging from the breath coming from the two rooms opposite, they had obviously gone into their own rooms to rest.

Lorne was very calm. He sat at the stone table in the courtyard, took out his treasured wine, and drank it comfortably.

The night was as cool as water, the moonlight was as thin as a veil, and mixed with the pleasant chirping of insects around, the atmosphere seemed quiet and peaceful.

After a few glasses of wine, Lorne dipped his fingertips in the remaining wine in the glass and outlined several Hermes characters on the table.

He injected a trace of divine power into it, and a slight buzzing sound followed, and a figure with purple hair and golden eyes emerged in the running magic array.

"Long time no see, Sister Ya."

The purple-haired goddess who was reviewing documents in the bedroom in the magic circle stopped writing when she heard the voice, raised her head and raised her eyebrows, and asked with a hum.

"Hmm? What should you call me outside?"

"Okay, okay, Lord Sasha."

Lorne rolled his eyes and reluctantly put himself into role-playing.

"Still in Trozen City?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"Why did you delay for so long? Is there something going on?"

"There was indeed an accident..."

Athena nodded, her eyes flashed, and she answered in a deep voice.

"I met someone from the Temple of Poseidon here."

"The person who can make you pay attention should not be an ordinary Atlantean, right?"

Lorne turned the wine glass in his hand and asked playfully.

Athena was very satisfied with her brother's usual sharpness and opened her mouth to add information.

"They call themselves [Sea Warriors], and they are all equipped with [Scale Clothes] made of mountain copper, which is very difficult to deal with."

"Stronger than the [Sacred Cloth] of Ares Mountain?"

"In terms of quality, they are indistinguishable, but in terms of quantity, the [Scale Clothes] of the Sea Temple have been equipped, and even ordinary Atlantis soldiers have them."

"It shouldn't be..."

Lorne frowned, with a wave of doubt on his face.

"The [Sacred Cloth] of Ares Mountain was made by Hephaestus on your behalf, and it has extraordinary divinity and power. Poseidon has been repaired so many times, and even the Atlantis continent has been buried in the sea. Where did he get so many [Scale Clothes]? Even if the mountain copper of Atlantis is cabbage, it is probably not so easy to solve the problem in terms of casting technology, right? Could it be that there is also a craftsman god on the other side?"

"Really..."

"?"

Lorne heard this, widened his eyes, and looked at Athena in surprise.

Hephaestus rebelled? Impossible?

"It has nothing to do with Hephaestus. It is a foreign god named 'Vulcan'. It is said that the [scale clothes] of the Temple of Poseidon were created by him."

Athena picked up the pen and sketched a simple diagram of a red-bearded strong man and several strange bronze machines on the paper, showing them to Loen.

"In addition, he also created something called [Mechanical Soldiers] to assist the sea warriors of the Temple of Poseidon in fighting to make up for the current population shortage of the Atlantis people."

Vulcan?

Loen frowned deeply when he heard the name.

This is the god of fire and craftsman in the future Roman mythology, equivalent to the current craftsman god Hephaestus.

And Venus and Mars, whom he met in the city of Thessaly during the day, were respectively matched with the goddess of love Aphrodite and the god of war Ares.

If one is a coincidence, then the appearance of three in succession proves that the "foreign visitor" who regards himself as a god is definitely problematic!

Thinking of this, Loen told Athena what he saw and heard in Thessaly.

The goddess of wisdom pondered for a moment, murmured with enlightenment.

"No wonder..."

"What did you think of?"

Hearing Loen's question, Athena came back to her senses and spoke softly.

"Remember Talos on Crete?"

"The bronze giant?"

"Yeah." Athena nodded, her eyes gradually became deep, "I suspect that the people we met may be from the same tribe as Talos."

"The bronze tribe?" Loen was slightly stunned, puzzled, "Didn't they say that they were exterminated by Zeus?"

"The golden humans were also exterminated, and what happened? Aren't they still alive and kicking in Atlantis? The Sea of ​​Chaos is boundless. As long as you have the heart, it is not difficult to hide something."

Athena spoke lightly, then flashed her eyes and added in a deep voice.

"And, do you know the real reason why the bronze tribe was destroyed at that time?"

"What?"

"Using the name of God, stealing the power of God, trying to achieve destiny with a non-god!"

Athena pondered softly, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"It seems that my uncle is involved with them."

"Sea warriors, scale clothes, mechanical soldiers, and the survivors of the Bronze Age... Can you handle so many troubles?"

Lorne frowned and asked with concern.

Athena proudly rolled her eyes at Lorne and snorted unhappily. .

"You look down on me too much, don't you? Think about why you can meet the [Mechanical God] of the Bronze Clan in Thessaly?"

Lorne thought for a while and suddenly realized.

"You cleaned up the Temple of Poseidon? They can't open up the situation in Trozen City, so those mechanical gods came to the inland to find a new city-state as a springboard?"

"You are smart."

Athena raised her smooth chin slightly, and a trace of complacency appeared on her beautiful face.

"I've fought with those Mechas a few times before. Although I was a little caught off guard at the beginning, I won after stabilizing the situation. Not only did Poseidon fail to gain an advantage from me, but even Theseus, whom they wanted to win over, has been taken under my command and has become a Saint of Aries."

"Even if Theseus rebelled, it would not be so easy for you to use this to eliminate the influence of Poseidon in Trozen City, right? After all, there are three Mechas, Poseidon, and a large number of marine gods. It is impossible for them to sit idly by, right?"

"So, I transferred a lot of old friends from the Ares Mountain."

Athena winked jokingly and told the current strength of her men.

In addition to the newly recruited Aries Saint Theseus, there is also the God of Medicine Asclepius who has completed his body reconstruction and inherited the Ophiuchus Cloth, the second-generation Goddess of Justice Astraea who was given the Libra Cloth, and the recently appointed Sagittarius Teacher Ma and a large number of outstanding graduates of the Athens Academy under his command.

Many of these descendants of gods who had studied at the Academy of Athens were given bronze and silver armors after graduation, and they are the real descendants of Ares Mountain.

Lorne was amazed when he heard the combat power configuration of Athena's subordinates.

More than 30 silver and bronze saints, and four new and old gold saints. Among them, among the four gold saints, except for Theseus who just joined the group, the god of medicine Asclepius, the second generation goddess of justice Astraea, and the sage Chiron, these three are the top auxiliary and combat power among the gods.

With the increase of the gold armor, Poseidon has to consider whether his teeth are good or not. It is no wonder that the Temple of Poseidon has not been able to defeat Trozen City so far, and turned to Thessaly to find a breakthrough.

It must be said that in terms of developing downline, Miss Sasha, as the spokesperson of Athena, has indeed achieved gratifying results. Not long after leaving Ares Mountain, she has gathered a large number of capable and capable younger brothers.

On the other hand, Loen himself played both the father and mother in Arcadia, played more than 80% of the output in the team battle, and was almost exhausted to vomit blood. This was considered a win with a lot of traitors and bad teammates.

In the end, he just handled the entry procedures for the twin brothers, and his performance in recruiting heads was completely beaten by Athena.

Although the data was not good, in order to save his own face, Loen had to criticize Athena morally.

"Forget Theseus and Asclepius, Astraea is the apprentice and subordinate god of Themis. You recruited her under your command. When Themis wakes up, how will you explain it?"

"What do you want to tell me? The entire Ares Mountain is mine. What's wrong with having her as an apprentice? When she wakes up, if she's not strong enough, I plan to take her in as well."

A certain Minotaur God from Crete, the source of all evil in the n.t.r culture, spoke bluntly, with a domineering aura.

Lorne, the second generation of the Minotaur, listened and was secretly alert.

Athena started to target this elder before Themis woke up. What if his strength declined?

The goddess of wisdom would probably beat him to his knees without mercy, and then take him back to work hard.

So, in order to ensure that he would not be ridden down, he had to be ahead of his elder sister in all aspects.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt the urgent pressure behind him, and asked for more information about the holy clothes, trying to rush to the performance of pulling heads as soon as possible.

"Come to think of it, aren't there only twelve gold armors in the zodiac? What's up with Ophiuchus?"

"Who told you that there are only twelve fixed gold armors?"

Lorne was speechless when he heard this.

Athena patiently explained.

"Nothing is permanent. It has been tens of millions of years since the creation of the world in chaos. After such a large-scale evolution, even the North Star is not eternal and immovable. There are also lives that come to an end. It is common for old stars to die and new stars to be born. In order to decorate the star map more beautifully, the stars will also change their positions, so the status of the zodiac is not always the same and cannot be replaced."

"But I remember that the original design of Ophiuchus should be silver? Can it replace the position of the zodiac?"

"Is silver definitely weaker than gold? Can a child wearing armor really defeat a descendant of God in cloth?"

Hearing Athena's meaningful question, Lorne was thoughtful.

"So, the real strength is not only determined by the armor itself, but also by the strength and potential of the user?"

Athena nodded, looking at Lorne and pondering leisurely.

"I guess your progress is so slow because you think there are too few gold-level armors, and you need to carefully select the right ones. If you release silver and bronze-level armors, you are worried that it may limit some people's original abilities and talents."

Lorne nodded helplessly, which was exactly what he was worried about.

So, although Medea and Atalanta are strong, they have not been assigned the right armors so far.

"You think too much."

Athena rolled her eyes at this overly smart brother and snorted.

"The color matching of the holy clothes only represents the different status in the sanctuary, not the strength. Who is weaker or stronger depends on the user. So you can just give these holy clothes to the ones you like."

"Isn't this too casual? What if the user dies?"

"That's even better. If they die, the holy clothes can automatically return to the sanctuary and be passed on to the next one. The more people who handle it, the more combat experience the new user can get from it."

"?"

Lorne was surprised when he heard it.

"Memory function..." Athena explained casually, "When the goddess of memory Mnemosyne stayed in the Ares Mountain, I asked her to integrate a trace of memory divinity into the holy clothes to absorb the combat talent and experience of each user, so as to ensure that the holy clothes will become stronger and stronger during use. After all, only by constantly stepping up to new levels can they deprive the sky of divine power."

Lorne heard the implication, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"So, the holy clothes are alive? Can they continue to evolve under the cultivation of the users?"

It seems that those users can also be used as experience packs and become the upgrade materials of the holy clothes?

"That's right, gold, silver, or bronze, these are not the end of the holy clothes."

Athena paused and spoke faintly.

"Pulling the glory of the gods from the sky to the earth, allowing the users to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods with mortal bodies, this is the true attitude of the holy clothes!"

"Divine Cloth?"

"Well, it's not wrong to call them that. But unfortunately, among the eighty-eight holy clothes, only the Ophiuchus one has broken through the limit."

Lorn suddenly realized it after hearing this.

It turns out that the Ophiuchus holy clothes did not evolve into the gold level, but became the divine clothes because of the great feat of the God of Medicine standing shoulder to shoulder with the gods.

Similarly, what Athena wants is not the eighty-eight saints who can be ordered around, but the eighty-eight star gods who have seized the power of the gods.

"Then why didn't you make it clear at the beginning?"

"Only twelve gold saints are useful, and the remaining silver and bronze saints are just mediocre people who make up the numbers. Isn't it good for outsiders to think so?"

"..."

Lorne was speechless and silently gave Athena a thumbs up.

When it comes to playing tricks and being sinister, you have to be the best, Sister Ya.