Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 400 Do you think we still have a chance? (4.2k)

Looking at the gods and monsters charging towards him, Demon Ancestor Typhon showed a disdainful sneer in his eyes. Nearly a hundred heads in the dark clouds and strong wind raised their heads and roared in unison.

"Sing the song of despair and grant eternal disaster to all things!"

The hammer of the storm roared down, and the terrifying disaster god rolled across.

Wherever its power passed, the space cracked, the divine light was annihilated, and clouds of blood mist exploded in the air, and the gods flew out like kites with broken strings.

The falling figure from the sky announced the defeat of the gods.

However, the sky did not fall into complete darkness, and a golden star slowly rose.

"Starlight curtain, crystal wall!"

Theseus, the current king of Athens, wearing a golden holy garment, held up a faint ray of light in the storm and dark clouds summoned by Typhon.

In the chaotic sky, the Aries Palace corresponding to him lit up, building a dazzling crystal curtain wall with starlight.

This is the first house of the zodiac, and it is also the first barrier to defend Athens and the goddess!

"One shot from Scorpio will end your life and death!"

"As swift as the wind, as swift as lightning!"

"Rose blood trip, the thorn of the god of love!"

Immediately afterwards, Scorpio in the eighth house, Capricorn in the tenth house, and Pisces in the twelfth house also lit up one after another, rushing towards the deep darkness without hesitation.

At this moment, the zodiac is not complete, it can even be said to be dilapidated.

Castor and Pollux in Gemini in the 3rd house, Heracles in the 5th house in Leo, Helen in the 6th house in Virgo, and Chiron in the 9th house in Sagittarius, participated in the Argonautic expedition;

Libra Astraea in the 7th House has just suffered a major blow;

Hebe, Aquarius in the Eleventh House, fought hard in Thessaly;

As for the remaining Taurus in the second house and Cancer in the fourth house, after the previous host died in battle, the holy clothes were taken away by the wine god Lorne and disappeared.

Therefore, Theseus, the king of Athens and the first sign of the zodiac, only summoned three golden saints to accompany him.

Moreover, compared to the Golden Saints who were sent to the battlefield in Thessaly, those who stayed in Athens were far inferior in terms of strength and reputation.

In the face of Typhon's tyrannical god of disaster, their starlight was like a firefly in the dark night, annihilated in the blink of an eye.

But the Zodiac is not the only one in the entire sanctuary, and they are not the only heroes in Athens!

The next second, one star after another was lit up one after another, and they began to fall.

Countless long and bright lights exist like burning, shining brightly on the endless night, connecting into one.

Like thousands of lights lit in the dark night, warm and magnificent.

When the stars fell from the sky to the square, passionate voices echoed.

"The Swift Foot of Hermes!"

"Golden Arrow, the King of Long Shots!"

"Silver Arrow, Lord of the Wild Hunt!"

"The blood of Ares!"

"Forgiveness of the Dawn Goddess!"

"Hecate's Wheel!"

"..."

The saints, each with different divine blood flowing and wearing silver and bronze holy clothes, stepped onto the battlefield without hesitation, gathering behind the four gold saints, and together they illuminated a corner of the dark sky.

Looking around, nearly two-thirds of the eighty-eight star palaces were lit up.

"How dare a mere firefly shine? You are overestimating your capabilities!"

Typhon, who was blocked one after another, became furious and swung the storm hammer in his hand, sweeping down the stars in the sky unstoppably.

Countless sparks were extinguished, and the heroes were engulfed in darkness.

But more flames of light rose from the earth and from the dust.

"The mighty god of joy, just offer your sacrifice with poetry and wine!"

"Sow spring seeds, plow the stars, Mother of Life, send down your fertility!"

"Give darkness the light, the saltpeter the fire, the silver the gold, the perfect red king appears here!"

"The celestial body is the void, the void is the void, the void is the god, the truth is the ring, the gods are the ether, and the world is the living fire!"

Waves of sound echoed one after another, and the Dionysian and Eleusinian believers, the Hermetic alchemists and astrologers, and the magicians of the Academy of Athens all sang the divine words in unison, showing off their strongest spells.

Waves of scorching etheric light streamed across the sky, like thick darkness boiling violently, as if ignited by countless rays of light!

In an instant, the blazing torrent of light passed through the storm and dark clouds, hitting Typhon's body, tearing off the scales one by one, and digging bloody holes everywhere.

It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting.

"You... are looking for death!"

Typhon roared angrily, turning his heads towards the ants on the ground who were constantly provoking him.

"laugh!"

Red and black spiral beams of light cut from mid-air. The protective barriers erected by believers of various sects and Athenian magicians could not hold on even for a breath before they were shattered. Hundreds of spellcasters were under the terrifying divine power. Turned into a ball of blood mist.

Mortal resistance is so powerless.

But countless lives came one after another, and finally gave Athena a short respite.

"Bang!"

The raised Aegis shield smashed into pieces the several dragon heads that were hanging down first, and the flashing spears of victory shot out like meteors, tearing ferocious blood holes in Typhon's huge body.

"Ouch!"

The severely injured Demon Ancestor trembled all over, and scarlet blood filled his erect pupils.

Not only because of the physical pain, but also because of the humiliation of the soul.

He had made eleven gods flee, and had caused the fall of Olympus in the stars;

But now, facing a mere Ares Mountain in the mortal world, a mere god and some insignificant ants, he was repeatedly frustrated, and even had nearly half of his head blown off.

Unacceptable! Unforgivable!

"Die! Die for me!"

Typhon raised the remaining fifty heads, no longer in the mood to enjoy the feast slowly, and pushed the power of destruction and disaster to the extreme.

Suddenly, thunderstorms surged in the Aegean Sea and the Oceanus Sea, and the wind howled. The space began to crack. The surging dark waters were filled with violent beasts, and all the islands on the sea fell.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

Streams of scarlet ether light sprayed out from the mouths of more than fifty ferocious dragon heads, tearing the sky and plowing the earth.

"Boom~!"

The already riddled fortress collapsed in pieces, the Athenian defense line collapsed, and the exhausted soldiers and women and children, old and young, were exposed to the dense beast tide.

Gods, delicious!

Heroes, delicious!

Humans, delicious!

Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! ! !

The monsters driven by the power of Typhon, sharpened their teeth, drooled, and swarmed along the gaps in the city wall to the fully open Acropolis and Ares Mountain, ready to implement the will of the demon ancestor Typhon, slaughter the lives on this land, and extinguish the sacred fire of the mountaintop civilization.

No chance...

We, no chance...

The gods with power have been defeated; heroes with divine blood flowing from the sky fell from the sky; magicians and warriors who have comprehended the mystery were killed and injured...

They tried their best, and they were defeated!

Under the cover of the remaining soldiers, the women, children, the elderly and the weak in the city retreated to the valley and a corner of the city wall, their eyes filled with despair.

Above their heads, the sky was dark and the stars were falling. The fifty or so heads of the demon ancestor Typhon were frantically swallowing and spewing etheric light streams, shooting towards all parts of the Peloponnese Peninsula, 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. The collapsed coastal walls and collapsed fortresses had long lost their protective functions.

The streets were devastated; the buildings were filled with thick smoke; the defense lines were torn and collapsed...

All kinds of monsters surrounded the Typhon descendants born from Typhon's flesh and blood, and they swept past like locusts covering the sky. The scattered remnants of the soldiers who were holding on to the defense line soon became grains of wheat that were robbed and eaten cleanly with a few painful screams.

Through the thick smoke and flames, the entire Peloponnese Peninsula was like a fragile cardboard under the destruction of Typhon, with cracks stretching for thousands of miles and the inside was bottomless...

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

Thessaly, Sparta, Mycenae and other coastal cities have been flooded back and turned into oceans...

Thebes, Arcadia, Calydon and other mountainous and densely forested areas were swept by monsters...

The forests were burning, the oceans were boiling, the mountains were collapsing, the sun and the moon had lost their light, and the stars fell one after another. Most of Greece was ravaged by Typhon and presented a doomsday scene!

Death and destruction seemed to be only a matter of time.

In this desperate atmosphere, several stones turned over.

"Are there any alive?"

A girl in wild hunting clothes lifted the heavy object on her legs, leaned on a half-broken staff, limped to the top of the ruins, and looked around in the smoke.

"I'm here..."

In the collapsed Parthenon, another girl in white sacrificial clothes pulled out her pierced arm from the bloody stake, picked up the Gorgon emblem that fell on the ground, and put it on her chest again, slowly but elegantly.

Everyone recognized that they were a pair of sisters named Ariadne and Phaedra, who were once princesses on the island of Crete, and were favored by the goddesses Athena and Medusa, as well as the god of wine, Lorne.

After the destruction of their hometown, the Kingdom of Minos, the two sisters followed the will of God and brought the remaining tribesmen to Athens, establishing the Pandion lineage, serving the goddess Athena and the god of wine Lorne respectively, and were responsible for serving as priestesses of the Parthenon and the crazy woman of wine in the Temple of Bacchus.

Since the outbreak of the war, they have often seen the two princesses distributing medicine and porridge in the city, spreading the grace of God to the civilians who fled to Athens.

The two sisters in the ruins looked at each other with relief, and called out at the same time.

"Where are the Minoans?"

"Here!"

"Here!"

"Here!"

Voices that were old, crisp, or childish rang out in the crowd, converging into a continuous wave of sound.

Figures that couldn't even lift shields or weapons staggered forward, gathered in front of the two princesses with their heads held high.

They were not warriors, but old men, women, and children!

"Are there any alive? Very good!"

The two princesses glanced at the familiar faces with satisfaction, raised their staffs and pointed at the swarming beasts, and shouted loudly.

"Take up your weapons, raise your shields, and form a formation! Fight!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The old men who had experienced war stood at the front, beating their shields and roaring hysterically, teaching the experience of forming a square formation to fight the enemy. The women stood at the end, sandwiching the ignorant children in the middle to stabilize their bodies and minds.

In this weak array, eyes were fixed on the beast tide on the horizon that had swallowed their sons, their husbands, and their fathers, with hatred and determination.

The Minoans had already abandoned one homeland, and would never give up their second homeland!

When the swords were broken, their lives were weapons!

When the defense line collapsed, their flesh and blood were the walls!

And when women, the elderly, and children spontaneously appeared on the battlefield, the so-called bravery and morale were no longer needed.

This invisible appeal was more attractive than any treasure and glory; it was more soul-stirring than any impassioned speech!

"Have all the Spartans died? Come to me!"

"Where are the Corinthians? Let's do something big together!"

"Where are the Thebans? Don't let these guys look down on you!"

"There are no cowards among the Calydonians. Kill these beasts!"

The old, weak, women and children who migrated or fled here gathered to their respective city-state teams in roars, eliminating the weakness of life and forging each other into a piece of steel plate!

Indeed, the warriors have died, but the war is not over!

Women can give birth to warriors! The elderly can teach warriors! Children can grow up to be warriors!

The world is not a stage for gods.

This is not the home of heroes.

Gods, monsters, heroes, warriors... They rushed to the battlefield one after another and died one after another.

The strong have given their all.

Then, let this world that is about to be destroyed listen to the voice of the weak!

At the same time, the battlefield of Thessaly.

Lorne looked at the dark sky above Athens.

The goddess of wisdom, who was already at the end of her strength, raised the Aegis shield to hold back the heads bitten by Typhon, and waved the Spear of Victory faster and faster, holding the increasingly irritable demon ancestor tightly.

Even though the golden blood of the gods kept falling from her body, even though the temple of faith had completely collapsed, and even though the city below was in pieces.

She still didn't choose to throw the card in her hand.

Because, as smart as this goddess of wisdom is, she knows what this means.

"You have done enough, Sister Ya..."

Lorne stared at the city and figure that were about to be completely swallowed by the darkness, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Since you don't want to let go, let me choose for you."

Then, he once again repelled the entangled Kronos, slowly raised his right hand, and clenched it into a fist in the direction of Athens.

In an instant, a dark mark on the back of his hand flickered faintly.

At the same time, above Athens.

"Bang!"

The goddess of wisdom, who was unable to dodge, was hit by Typhon's storm hammer and fell heavily on the top of the God of War Mountain, unable to get up.

The old and weak who supported each other gathered in the open space at the foot of the mountain, marching towards the swarming beasts, playing the last sound of life.

"A group of ants that should have died long ago, let's stop here!"

The demon ancestor in the clouds roared angrily, lowered his remaining twenty heads, and bit at the faint holy fire in the ruins of the temple and the old and weak in the valley, preparing to complete the complete [purification] of this land that repeatedly disobeyed him.

"Buzz!"

However, a strong tremor came from the ground, and gray-black light bands gushed out from the depths of the earth.

A double-pronged fork wrapped in death and a piece of golden branches full of vitality broke through the ground and flew up, blasting the twenty heads of Typhon into pieces of meat all over the sky.

In the bloody rain, Hades, the god of the underworld in a black robe, and Persephone, the queen of the underworld in plain clothes, stood proudly on the top of the Ares Mountain.