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Chapter 353 Simple, I will become the king (2 updates totaling 7.2k, please vote at the end of the month)

At the same time, Thessaly.

The city walls collapsed, and corpses were everywhere.

Just when the retreating heroes of the God Blood thought that today was the end of Thessaly and them, the fierce and brilliant silver lightning descended on the top of the city, revealing the majestic figure holding the sheepskin shield and the thunder scepter.

An impulse to worship and the ecstasy of surviving the disaster arose in everyone's heart.

The patron saint of the Thessaly sacrifice has finally arrived!

Zeus? How is this possible! Didn't that woman say he wouldn't intervene?

Kronos outside the city saw this and was full of disbelief.

Didn't that woman say he wouldn't intervene?

"Your Majesty, he's here. Our plan may have been exposed. You and Lord Typhon haven't fully recovered yet. For safety's sake, why don't we retreat first?"

Prometheus squeezed out of the giants and stepped forward to remind carefully.

However, Kronos' eyes turned cold and he gritted his teeth to refute.

"So what? How could the gods of Olympus, who are scattered all over the place, react so quickly? Even if Zeus came first, it was just a bluff!"

Thinking of this, Kronos' eyes were filled with gloom.

"Just right, let's kill this evil creature together now!"

As he said this, the Titan God King waved his hand to launch a general attack order, and thousands of giants and monsters rushed towards the gap in the collapsed city wall.

Facing the monsters that were surging like a tide, Zeus on the top of the city raised the thunder scepter in his hand and knocked it to the ground, shouting loudly.

"Gods of Olympus, gather here and wipe out the powerful enemy!"

Instantly, the sky was full of stars, and rays of starlight fell in front of the city of Thessaly.

Swish, swish, swish!

The sharp sound of the air being cut came one after another, and the divine spears that covered the sky and the sun fell like a rain of meteors. The vanguard of the monsters that rushed into the gap in the city wall fell down in pieces in an instant, like a wheat field cut by a farmer's sickle, and were nailed to the ground.

Then, the uniform steps came from a distance like thunder, forming a roar that made people's heart and gall bladder split. In the diffuse smoke and dust, the team wearing Spartan helmets, holding bronze shields, and with spears in the camp, surrounded them in an arc of interception, and all of them were muscular warriors with a fierce breath.

"No prisoners! No mercy!"

A pair of relatively slender twin brothers holding swords and shields, standing on both wings, raised their swords and struck their shields, while screaming at the top of their throats.

The soldiers skillfully stacked up their bronze shields, thrust their spears through the gaps, and advanced cruelly and resolutely. After finishing off the metal creatures on the path, they strung the remaining hundreds of fish that had escaped into hedgehogs and picked them out, tightly sealing most of the gaps. They did not forget to withdraw their hands and divert them to both sides to replace the exhausted friendly forces.

These flesh and blood bodies, like a rotating millstone, crushed the monsters that tried to break through the blockade into pieces one by one.

It even makes people suspect that they are a group of monsters in human skin.

"Castor and Pollux! They are Sparta's reinforcements!"

King Admetus was overjoyed when he saw the familiar two figures in front of the team.

It seemed that the high-pitched voice attracted the attention of the enemy, and groups of flying dragons rose into the air and swooped down towards King Admetus.

However, before these beasts approached, golden arrows of light rained down from the sky, instantly shooting down two-thirds of the army of flying dragons.

At the same time, hundreds of griffins flew out from the starlight, pounced on the remaining flying dragons, and began to kill these low-level dragons in an orderly manner.

King Admetus was overwhelmed by the familiar figure riding on the back of the leading griffin.

"Lord Apollo!"

His best friend also came.

"God Blood Guards, assemble, charge!"

The excited Admetus immediately called on the army and heroes to gather, rushed out of the city gate, and swung his weapons full of gaps, chopped down the monsters one by one, and prepared to receive reinforcements.

However, just when their morale was high, the giants in the back could no longer hold back, trampling the monsters that blocked the road into meat paste, waving wooden sticks, mountains and other weapons, sweeping towards the crowd, and wherever the scarlet air wave passed, it lifted up the flying broken arms and limbs.

Compared with the power of gods, the bodies of mortals are too weak after all.

"Athena, with my shield, protect the city-state! With my sword, call for victory!"

But just as the giants wanted to advance the front line, a series of figures as bright as meteors came through the starlight.

Thousands of armored knights riding Pegasus, all wearing weapons made by the water god, led by dozens of Saints, will besiege a group of giants. The huge and majestic body will become a lamb to be slaughtered in the face of the God Blood Warriors with the blessing of the holy clothes and Pegasus.

It's the Pegasus Knight of Athens! And the Saints!

The reinforcements from the God of War Mountain are also coming!

Telamon and Caenis, who were protecting the king, looked up to confirm and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, along the woodland southeast of Mount Thessaly, smoke and dust rose up. Hydra, with nine giant snake heads like hills, raised its neck and spewed venom, flames and frost, sweeping out the monsters and giants on the periphery.

The snake mother, whose lower body was a snake with purple scales, gathered dense magic arrays in front of her. Outside the city wall, the terrain changed dramatically with rumbling, and patches of poisonous swamps, falling rocks, and ground spikes appeared frequently.

Nine harpies stirred up a gust of wind, their wings spread out like sharp guillotines, biting and tearing, and bursting into flames along the way.

The degraded monsters faced the cleansing of the prototypes, and were defeated, and fled in fear brought by the blood suppression.

Are the monsters in turmoil?

King Admetus was slightly stunned, and then he saw the two purple-haired goddesses who led these Typhon descendants, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

——It was Athena and Lady Medusa. It seemed that they had subdued the original Typhon descendants and turned them into helpers for humans!

At this time, more and more starlight fell to the ground, and more and more gods, spirits and heroes arrived.

The battle nymphs flapping their transparent wings followed the golden-horned deer chariot driven by the hunting goddess Artemis and Atalanta, and joined the Amazon female warriors under Queen Hippolyta, and also advanced towards the main battlefield of Thessaly.

One by one, the alchemical puppets walked out of the magic circle, and the alchemists of the Hermes faction also surrounded the main god Hermes and arrived at the battlefield.

A series of wild waves swept in obliquely, and the mermaid prince Triton blew the horn to show his family background. Dozens of black metal warships surfaced, and the mecha soldiers covered with metal armor stood on the deck, calibrating the muzzles of the spiritual liquid cannons. The latest reinforcements, the mecha gods Apollo and Artemis, also appeared on the stage at the instruction of Poseidon.

Queen Hera, the god of craftsmanship Hephaestus, the god of agriculture Demeter and other main gods also arrived one after another...

Looking at his own army that was divided and surrounded on the field, and the enemy troops that kept coming, Kronos's face became extremely ugly.

Damn, they actually prepared a large-scale teleportation array in advance!

Seeing that the situation that was sure to win became complicated, and it seemed that he could not swallow Thessaly in one bite, Kronos was a little hesitant.

Attack? Or retreat?

As the order to attack the city had just been issued, Kronos was in a dilemma when he saw the stalemate.

Just as the Titan King was hesitating, a low roar of suppressed pain came from the Sea of ​​Oceanus.

"What's going on?"

Kronos was startled and turned his head to ask.

Prometheus on the side swallowed his saliva and responded in a hoarse voice.

"Your Majesty, Lord Typhon was defeated..."

"So fast? Let that idiot hold on!"

"It has already withdrawn..."

Prometheus coughed dryly and added faintly.

"And it left you a message."

"What?"

"We were fooled!"

When Kronos heard this, the last bit of luck in his heart was completely wiped out. He immediately activated the power of the earth to disrupt the enemy's formation, and at the same time tore a crack stretching for dozens of miles on the ground, and shouted at his subordinates.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

The giants and monsters, who had already suffered a lot of losses, heard the order to retreat and immediately jumped into the cracks to escape from this bloody purgatory.

Seeing that the troops withdrawing were only two-thirds of the troops that came, Kronos punched the giant tree beside him into powder and roared angrily.

"How dare you play tricks on me! Zeus, you wait!"

"And that woman, kill her next time you see her!"

Prometheus on the side nodded repeatedly, and then dragged the Titan King, who was almost out of control, into the underground cracks.

As the coalition of giants and monsters retreated like a tide, the exhausted Thessaly people collapsed on the ground, their eyes full of gratitude for surviving the disaster.

We won, we actually won!

King Admetus barely stood up, silently looked at the city where there were bursts of wailing, and the outside of the city where corpses were scattered all over the ground, and finally walked towards the king of gods who arrived at the critical moment and turned the tide with a complicated expression.

In any case, this majesty still helped Thessaly.

As people, they could only accept this belated grace of God and offer solemn thanks.

However, before Admetus came close to Zeus, the king of gods on the top of the city raised his hand and spoke solemnly.

"The war is not over yet, gods, come to Ares Mountain to discuss matters!"

As he said, he turned and stepped out of the city wall, and his figure melted into the falling starlight.

And the gods left on the battlefield, with their believers, followed one after another.

The King of Thessaly, who was left behind, was slightly stunned. Just as he was about to speak, his figure and Telamon and Caenis next to him were taken away by the falling starlight.

After a brief trance, the patron gods and heroes of the blood of gods from all the major city-states gathered together in the Great Temple of Ares Mountain.

"Father God, the old gods have fully revived, what should we do next?"

The straightforward Hephaestus, with a limping step, was the first to ask.

However, the king of the gods in the hall shook his head and spoke leisurely.

"First of all, let me correct one thing, I am not him..."

The original deep male voice turned into a pleasant female voice, and the burly body of the god king also rippled like water waves, showing a quiet goddess holding a book and a stylus.

"Lord Mnemosyne? Why is it you?"

Looking at the goddess of memory who suddenly appeared in front of them, the gods and heroes looked at each other.

"Someone refused to come, so I can only come for him."

Mnemosyne answered lightly, then raised his hand to cross out a line of text on the book, raised his head and added leisurely.

"Of course, the person who asked me to play this role is another..."

Memory is a power that is good at acting and deceiving, especially when the target is doubtful and has an unsteady will.

The son does not know the father, and the father does not know the son.

After so many years, they are still the same. Once there is a little disturbance, the fragile trust will immediately collapse.

Seeing that the "Father God" they have been thinking about has turned into the goddess of memory Mnemosyne, King Admetus, Telamon and Caenis did not feel much disappointment in their hearts.

Instead, it was a feeling of relief.

"Then, can you continue to play the role of the Father God and make the giants withdraw their troops?"

King Admetus asked carefully, and then added with a solemn oath.

"Of course, no matter what, the Thessalians are grateful for your help and are willing to build a temple of the highest standard for you!"

Mnemosyne shook her head and gently broke the fantasy of the supplicant.

"This kind of deception is only useful when it is unexpected. Kronos is not that stupid."

King Admetus's hopeful eyes dimmed when he heard this.

Is it really not working?

After that, where will Thessaly go without the blessing of the gods?

The three Thessaly heroes pursed their lips and looked at each other, with a look of confusion on their faces.

And in this depressing atmosphere, the gods also lost their excitement of repelling the old gods and began to discuss melancholy.

"Not only Kronos, but Typhon has also revived!"

"Thessaly is about to be destroyed, but he still hasn't taken action. What is he thinking?"

"Does he have to wait until they destroy the human world and attack Olympus before he is willing to lead us to resist?"

Listening to the discussion of the gods, Hermes' eyes flashed and he spoke carefully.

"Or, I'll go and ask the Father?"

However, after hearing Hermes' suggestion, the scene fell into silence.

Most of them had participated in the rebellion and had long since broken off relations with Zeus.

Once they bowed to the God King, there was no guarantee that he would not take the opportunity to make some excessive demands, or simply use this catastrophe to force the three goddesses of fate to cancel the contract and let him continue to dominate.

Feeling the silent resistance of the gods, Hermes had no choice but to remind them.

"There are two old gods and nine Titan gods on the opposite side, but we don't even have a God King. How can we win?"

Just when the atmosphere on the field was a little gloomy, a white hand pushed open the closed door of the temple and walked in gracefully.

"Simple, I will be the king!"

At the same time, a dark and ferocious dragon head was thrown into the hall. It was the head of the demon ancestor Typhon.

Seeing this, the gods were shocked at first, and then they all looked at the human shepherd who had just experienced a fierce battle. The originally restless and uneasy hearts were inexplicably calmed down.

That's right, the world has its own king!