Greece brings evildoers

"In this paradise, all things grow - you cultivate the abundance of the stars!"

In the loving and gentle chanting, the noble lady wearing a golden ring crown came out from the bright starlight, picked up a golden ear of grain from the horn of abundance in her arms with her right hand, and threw it gracefully into the sea.

Buzz!

As the grain seeds fell into the sea below and the nearby broken desert islands like meteors, the vibrant green ripples spread, a series of plants such as seaweed and kelp grew wildly, and the woods and dead grass kept creaking. The spreading vines and branches grew crisscrossed, entangled and bound the sea beasts and giants in the nearby range, and then pierced and tore them apart.

The entire chaotic sea seemed to have life, tearing, swallowing, and digesting the monsters that gathered like a tide. The synchronously spreading shade of green sprinkled on humans, demigods, and gods, but it was constantly repairing their damaged bodies and restoring their consumed magic power.

——Demeter, the Goddess of Agriculture!

Another one!

Typhon and Kronos no longer hesitated and immediately gave the order.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

They had just found a suitable container and could not directly exert their original strength. They needed some time to get familiar with it and settle down.

Even with the help of the nine Titan gods and a large number of giants and monsters, they might not be able to get an advantage against the full-state Olympus army and that strange little bastard.

For now, it is better to leave first.

Typhon and Kronos looked at each other and moved their power together.

In an instant, dozens of typhoons connected the sky and the earth rolled up on the sea surface, and the black airflow like an angry dragon formed a series of crazy curtain walls, blocking the falling stars.

And Kronos raised his arms and swung the sickle made of volcanic stone in his hand.

The red and black light arc tore through the ten thousand meters of sea water, cut off the rock shell below, and opened up a dark and gloomy passage.

A group of intelligent giants and high-level monsters jumped into it decisively and headed towards the depths of the earth.

"Wait, we will be back!"

Seeing that their subordinates had completed the evacuation, Typhon and Kronos threw down a harsh word and jumped into the crack.

When everyone broke through the obstruction of the typhoon curtain wall, the split sea water had collapsed and slid down, flooding and covering the entrance of the crack again.

"Don't think about escaping!"

The second-generation goddess of justice Astraea, wearing the Libra holy clothes, immediately held the sword of judgment in her hand, with the same passion as always, ready to go into the sea to chase the fleeing enemy.

The goddess of youth Heber, who was at the front of the team, was instantly infected by this momentum and subconsciously rushed up.

However, a pair of hands behind them suddenly grabbed the two of them.

"What are you chasing? Come back!"

Lorne glared at the two of them, his face full of black lines.

Astraea, who was stopped, complained to her old friend indignantly: "We have more people, why don't we go? Eradicate all evil, isn't that what you taught me?"

Lorn responded expressionlessly: "Then look behind you..."

Astraya turned her head subconsciously and found that the stars in the sky had stopped falling at some point.

The second-generation goddess of justice looked at the only tens of thousands of mixed troops on the sea, as well as the four lonely main gods Apollo, Artemis, Athena, and Demeter, and scratched her head in confusion.

"Where are the reinforcements behind us?"

"Where are the reinforcements? There is only us..."

Athena jumped off the Pegasus and answered unhappily.

"Then you just said 'the gods of Olympus'..." Astraia said, slapping her forehead, looking at Lorne and Athena who were flirting with each other, she suddenly realized, "You are bluffing!"

"What else?" Lorne rolled his eyes, stroked his forehead and shook his head, "Do you really think I can summon all the twelve gods of Olympus to the Sea of ​​Chaos in such a short time?"

The laws of the Sea of ​​Chaos are already in chaos, and the power of the gods will be greatly suppressed here.

Even if he established spatial coordinates through a great sacrifice, let his body descend here as quickly as possible, and widely sent out hero invitations to help, it would be impossible to call all the gods of Olympus.

After all, because of the struggle for faith, the gods have both cooperation and competition, and they are not purely of one mind.

In addition, in such a short time, even if all the twelve gods of Olympus received his call, those who can come may not be willing to come, and those who are willing to come may not be able to catch up.

Therefore, the only reinforcements that Lorne contacted at the first time were Athena and Artemis.

Apollo came because of his sister Artemis and the favor of Thessaly, and the goddess of agriculture Demeter came because of Persephone's face and the favor of Arcadia last time...

Athena, Artemis, Apollo, Demeter, plus the remaining Hera, only had five main gods.

Even if Lorne, the anomaly, could resist the combination of Typhon and Kronos, the remaining nine Titan gods and a large number of high-level monsters would be enough to make the camp, which was only in appearance, drink a pot.

What's more...

"Ahem~~"

Accompanied by a suppressed cough, a trace of golden red overflowed from the corner of Lorne's mouth, and his face turned unhealthy pale.

"Are you injured?" Hera held her lover's arm, her face full of tension.

Lorne patted the back of Hera's hand and comforted her softly, "It's okay, it's just that you've consumed too much energy."

Although this sounded light, Hera felt a little weak and powerless coming from that arm, and couldn't help but pursed her lips.

After receiving her call for help, her lover came from Thessaly without stopping. He first fought a fierce battle with Typhon and Kronos, two old gods, and then directly detonated his spirit body to make a great sacrifice, calling for his main body and a large number of reinforcements...

Such a strong consumption is a bit too much for even the main god.

Moreover, in order to establish a clear and huge transmission coordinate on the Sea of ​​Chaos, he might have actively or passively damaged part of his soul while detonating the spirit body.

But even at such a high price and in such an unfavorable situation, he still came.

Lorne...

Hera, who had figured out everything, gazed at her lover softly, her eyes filled with indescribable passion and affection.

Heber, who was standing aside, looked at the two people who were almost close together, and couldn't help but be stunned, and his eyes gradually became weird.

The look in his mother's eyes when she looked at him didn't seem to be innocent, right?

"Ahem!"

Realizing the abnormally high temperature around him, Lorne coughed dryly a few times, distanced himself from Hera, and brought the topic back to the right track.

"Typhon and Kronos have already retreated. They may find out that they have been fooled at any time. Let's leave here first."

Everyone nodded in unison, passed through the Starry Sky Gate one after another, and returned to the Ares Mountain.

As he entered a safe environment, Lorne's tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little. After solemnly thanking the friendly forces who came to help, he spoke solemnly.

"Everyone, Typhon has joined forces with Kronos. They previously emptied the resources of the Holy Garden and obtained the Golden Apple of [Immortality]. Now they have obtained a container that perfectly matches their own divinity. The current old god power is no longer a crisis that a city-state or a god can deal with. We need to concentrate all our strength as soon as possible to deal with this crisis together."

"What do you think?" Athena asked, stepping forward to cooperate.

"Before I set out, I called on all city-states to offer sacrifices and pass on the news of the return of the old gods to the gods of Olympus, hoping to form an alliance and discuss how to deal with those old gods together."

Athena nodded and asked for advice from the other main gods gathered in the Sea of ​​Chaos.

"Without delay, we will notify all the gods to gather as soon as possible today, and then hold a theocratic meeting at the Ares Mountain tomorrow!"

The gods thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and then stood up and walked out of the hall, calling on their subordinate gods, demigods, and heroes to gather, and the city-states everywhere to prepare for the enemy.

As the organizer of this theocratic meeting, Athena's task was even more arduous.

So as soon as the meeting ended, she summoned her saints one after another, began to strengthen Athens' defense, and conveyed the news that the old gods were gathering and the theocratic meeting was about to be held to the main gods and various city-states.

Hundreds of owls flew to various places with messages, teams of knights riding Pegasus took off to patrol the movements of the old gods, and the Academy of Athens also began to conduct strategic research and reserve work intensively...

The whole of Athens was like a precision machine, and under the call of the goddess of wisdom, it operated efficiently and quickly.

Looking at Athena who had already entered the working state, Lorne tactfully withdrew from the Great Temple and prepared to return to his and Hestia's house alone to rest.

As Hera thought, the great sacrifice of the body of the descended spirit and the two consecutive fierce battles did consume him a lot, and he needed a good rest.

The door opened with a "creak", and Lorne's foot that stepped towards the threshold was suspended in the air.

Then, he silently retracted his legs, turned quickly, and rushed out of the yard like an arrow from a string.

But a hand was faster than him, and before he ran away, it firmly grabbed his shoulder.

The next moment, a certain person was suddenly dragged into a small dark room and was roughly pressed down on the dining table by the Queen of Heaven, like a delicacy that was about to be eaten up.

Looking at the fiery eyes like a mother wolf, Lorne couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Why don't we forget it tonight? I've just been injured."

"So, I asked Demeter for a potion to restore my energy and repair my injuries. Come, I'll feed you..."

Hera said as she took out a can of green and pink porridge, took a sip herself first, then gathered her long hair behind her head with a seductive look, lowered her beautiful head, and passed the porridge into the mouth of her little lover.

A smooth and sweet hot stream poured into the patient's throat, warming his stomach and stirring his heartstrings.

After repeating several times, Lorne couldn't bear it anymore, and turned over and pressed Hera, the Queen of Heaven who was deliberately seducing him, down on the dining table, and raised his hand viciously.

"You like playing like this, don't you?"

"Pah!"

Accompanied by a crisp tremor, Hera twisted her body in a weak resistance, like a good woman who was about to be persecuted, and uttered a whine of reluctance.

"No, don't do this..."

"You can scream, they are busy with other things, and no one will pay attention to you even if you scream your throat out!"

"I have a husband..."

"Even Zeus can't stop me!"

Lorne also quickly got into the role, with a sinister smile on his face, and then he began to taste the main course of the banquet without any hesitation.

A drama about love and desire, coercion and being coerced, was fiercely staged in the small dark room.