Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 439 Family Inherited Skills (Two chapters with a total of 9.3k, please vote)

Almost at the moment of realizing that there was a big trouble, Helen made a decision:

"Go to the harbor and board the ship!"

Although the gods and heroes on her side resisted the spread of the black tide at the critical moment and stabilized the situation, the Troy Plain where the coalition forces were located was open and had no strategic location to defend. They had to withdraw to a safer place and distance themselves from these ghosts before they could start to counterattack.

The vast sea is undoubtedly the best battlefield, where you can attack or defend.

The heroes from various city-states woke up from their dreams and hurriedly led their soldiers to the sea where the warships were docked.

However, the red and black cube in the air seemed to have noticed everyone's intentions and further expanded the hole in the sky.

At the same time, the clouds were dyed into a strange red and black color, and meteorites composed of red and black mud flows dragged long flame tails and smashed into the sea one after another.

In an instant, the warships anchored on the sea turned into flying wood chips, and the fragmented wreckage sank into the surging and boiling sea water.

Seeing the cut-off retreat and the black tide that had gradually overflowed the simple protective wall, Helen gritted her teeth and ordered again:

"War soldiers and auxiliary soldiers will go first in city-states, the God Blood Guard will maintain order, the spellcasters will provide protection and long-range support, and the gods and heroes will be responsible for the rear, evacuate in stages, don't make a mess!"

As the heroes and gods stepped forward and formed a loose but solid defense line in front of the black tide, the riots in the team caused by the destruction of the warships quickly subsided, and the soldiers evacuated to the rear in an orderly manner to avoid direct contact with the black tide that swallowed everything.

"Bastard, don't even think about going!"

Hercules raised the nameless axe in his hand and shouted at a clay doll wearing a black cloak.

The scarlet spirit swept across the battlefield like a roaring angry dragon, knocking the monster made of black mud away with the man and the sword, and the black cloak wrapped around it was torn apart and turned into flying pieces of cloth.

As the figure hidden in the darkness was exposed to the sun, Hercules, who was about to chase, paused and froze on the spot, looking at the familiar face covered with red and black lines in disbelief:

"Teacher?"

However, the only response to him was the cold light of the sword Hepar and several streams of red and black mud that pierced like tentacles.

"Bang!"

A golden stream of light flew out diagonally, smashing the head of the mud doll like a rotating blade.

"Wake up, he is no longer the person you know!"

Diana raised her hand to catch the flying starlight crown that flew back, and shouted coldly to the distraught Hercules.

Hercules closed his eyes in pain as he looked at the clay doll whose broken neck was refilled with black mud and whose head was reassembled.

Recalling the last moment of farewell between master and apprentice, the strong man as strong as steel regretted it.

Teacher Perseus, I have harmed you...

Then, a pair of eyes that turned scarlet due to congestion looked at the holy mountain between the stars, without a trace of care, only surging hatred.

Zeus!!!

But the height of mortals is ultimately difficult to reach the stars in the sky, and Hercules can only vent his boundless anger on the black tide and the army of clay dolls in front of the battle. He immediately raised the nameless axe in his hand and slashed wildly, creating a vacuum zone in front of him with his own strength, miraculously forcing the surging black tide back dozens of meters.

But not every God Blood hero is like Hercules. Faced with the overwhelming black tide and the endless army of clay dolls, they were exhausted and could only fight and retreat.

Gradually, the coalition's activity space was constantly compressed, and a large number of soldiers and auxiliary soldiers who were difficult to deal with were forced to the city of Troy.

At the same time, waves of metal tremors and ether resonances that made people's teeth ache came from the top of the Troy city behind them.

The soldiers and magicians of the coalition stiffened their bodies, turned back to look at the offensive magic arrays that lit up like stars on the top of the city, and the activated spiritual liquid cannons at the battlements, and their pupils shrank suddenly, as if they fell into an ice cave.

"All gun ports activated! The ritual spell is completed! Fire!"

With a cold voice and an order, the lapis lazuli used as ammunition and the magic crystals that maintained the magic array were turned into powder and scattered, and the ether tides that gathered wildly on the top of the city poured out surging firepower outside the city.

"Boom boom boom!"

Thousands of scarlet light bands passed over the heads of the coalition forces and fell into the surging black tide, tearing the clay puppet army in the front into pieces and slowing down the spread of those things.

At the same time, the tightly closed gates of Troy opened.

The Trojan general Hector led his blood-god guards and the heroes of friendly countries who came from all over the country out of the city, standing on the weak wings of the coalition forces to block the clay puppet army that rushed over again.

The bronze badges they wore on their chests sparkled in the sun, like stars descending on the earth.

Looking at the foreign heroes who were once enemies but now stood in front of them without hesitation, the coalition soldiers outside the city gradually came to their senses, and all of them cast respectful eyes on these figures standing in front of the black tide and the ancient emblems on their chests.

——Olympians!

In the doomsday catastrophe caused by the old gods, their ancestors and families were heroes who fought on the front line for the survival of human civilization.

Regardless of region, gender, age, or bloodline.

At this moment, the disaster came again, and they once again put aside their prejudices and contradictions, picked up their weapons at the same time, and took up the mission of heroes.

"Go into the city quickly!"

A beautiful blonde woman stood at the gate of the city and shouted to the people outside the city.

That was the Queen of Mycenae, the princess of Troy, the notorious fuse in this war...

But at this moment, she had taken off her luxurious dress and put on the simple clothes of the priests, leading the priests and doctors in the city, and guiding the coalition soldiers outside the city to the way to life.

Like a goddess.

"Go in!"

Helen exchanged glances with her sister in front of the city gate, and decisively ordered the soldiers to move to Troy.

The soldiers heard the commander's order, completely relieved, and quickly rushed into Troy, which was protected by a large magic spell.

Hector, who blocked the gaps on both sides, knocked on his shield and shouted:

"Fellow countrymen, we can do what the Greeks did in Thessaly! Use the swords in your hands to show these foreigners who is the real hero!"

The God Blood Guards of Troy and the God Blood heroes of friendly countries stood up with their chests, laughed loudly, stood in front of the surging black tide, and waved their swords and shields vigorously to defend their glory.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The red and black mud flow crashed into the walls of Troy covered by the protective barrier. The violent shaking made the light pattern of the protection flicker, and the rocks engraved with runes began to crack.

Cassandra on the top of the city looked down at the many coalition soldiers who had not entered the city. She gritted her teeth and turned back decisively to give orders.

"Priests light the holy fire and chant the ritual spell!"

As the order was transmitted to the city through the loudspeaker, golden flames ignited in the rebuilt temple, and thousands of priests gathered to chant the blessing in unison.

When the prayers reached outside the city, Hermes and Hecate were shocked, and suddenly felt the divine power in their bodies suddenly rise, and the power also had a subtle connection with this land.

The Trojans are worshiping them!

The two true gods looked at each other, and then decisively projected their divine will and power into the city to echo it.

Suddenly, a majestic golden light rose from the great temple, covering the entire city of Troy, and keeping out the red and black fog in the sky and the red and black mud flowing on the ground.

Under the shining of the golden light, the black tide retreated layer by layer, and the clay dolls that lost their support screamed like dying rats, and their bodies cracked into red and black debris.

Success!

The people crowded in Troy were overjoyed when they saw the black tide outside the city temporarily recede.

However, Hermes and Hecate outside the city still looked solemn as they watched the red and black hexahedron floating in the sky and expanding its outline.

This is not the end, but just the beginning!

At this moment, it seemed that the spiritual magic box knew that this city was a tough nut to crack, and immediately changed its direction, diluting the black tide into black fog and spreading it in all directions, and began to erode other human cities with insufficient protection.

Seeing this, Hermes changed his face and immediately turned his divine will into a breeze, sweeping across the earth, and conveyed the news of the coming of the end of the world to the human cities and settlements along the way.

However, Pandora's box, which destroyed several eras, has a terrifying erosion ability.

In just a few hours, the human cities and settlements have been completely messed up.

Under the cover of the red and black fog, the human beings who live their daily lives have red threads in their eyes and blue veins on their foreheads.

A small quarrel between people can lead to a fight...

The goods displayed in the shops make greedy figures scramble to grab them...

The trampling of the city-state order and the resentment towards those who live better than themselves have also filled the hearts of humans, evolving into vicious conflicts of mutual slaughter...

Plague, aging, weakness, decay and other diseases have broken out one after another and spread rapidly...

The entire human group seems to have degenerated from a rational civilized group to a beast driven by desire. In every corner of Greece, a doomsday drama of conflict, fighting and death is staged.

But where darkness breeds, there is also light shining.

The priests with firm faith poured into the temple, chanted in unison, and used divine magic to cover the city where they lived, isolating the erosion of the black fog;

The warriors who resisted the temptation took up swords and shields, took to the streets, killed the self-depraved villains one by one, and calmed the riots in the city;

The heroes who kept their mission in mind rushed out of the city, eradicated the monsters born from the black fog, and guided the fleeing people to evacuate to a safe area...

However, due to the large-scale vicious incidents, the total amount of evil desires bred by humans themselves rose sharply and converged towards the source of everything.

Nourished by evil desires, Pandora's Box hanging outside Troy further expanded, and the six constantly changing sides were lit up one by one.

The red and black substances like metal, silt, and ink poured out further, and pairs of pale arms grew from the black mud, grabbing the light-like protective wall outside Troy, and channeling the power of erosion and destruction into it.

Boom boom boom!

The Greek coalition forces and Trojan warriors who had completed the transfer activated the spiritual fluid cannons and launched the spell, bombarding the pale arms that emerged from the black mud.

However, the black mud collapsed again and again, and those arms were destroyed again and again, but they were reborn again and again, attacking with a more ferocious momentum.

One by one, the clay dolls of monsters, giants, centaurs, and golden humans were also reborn from the black tide, constantly attacking the city of Troy, causing the outer protective barrier to darken and fade at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the comprehensive erosion of Pandora's Box, the entire Greek world was dragged step by step into the abyss of darkness and destruction. The species and gods called humans could only survive by hiding behind cities and protective walls.

At the same time, a graceful figure with black hair and purple eyes passed through the layers of starlight and arrived at the great temple of Olympus.

"Pandora, you did a great job and you really did not disappoint me."

The figure on the throne opened his eyes and looked with satisfaction at the capable general who had returned to life.

Pandora bowed respectfully and replied humbly:

“Father God, you are leading me well.”

Seeing his subordinates who were not arrogant at all, Zeus was even more satisfied, and waved down with a soft face:

"Come forward and enjoy this ending scene with me."

Under the surge of lightning, the scenes of human beings killing each other and the city of Troy in danger under the black tide were projected in the hall, like a ridiculous and sad farce.

"Father God, it's too monotonous to just watch this. I'm here to add wine to your entertainment."

Pandora walked forward with a smile, took out a jug of wine from the magic array, and filled the cup in front of Zeus.

Zeus was in a good mood at this moment and happily picked up the wine glass, drank the fragrant wine in one gulp, and smiled generously at the only subordinate who accompanied him to the end:

"This time, you should be the first to contribute to this king's achievement. Tell me, what kind of reward do you want?"

"Really, Father? I think..."

Pandora was overjoyed and walked forward excitedly to express her request.

"...I'll kill you!"

The voice suddenly turned cold, and a golden dagger pierced Zeus's abdomen with lightning speed.

As the severe pain hit, Zeus's face suddenly changed, and dozens of pale silver lightning arcs shot forward in an instant.

The golden dagger in Pandora's hand swung upwards and retreated, narrowly avoiding the surrounding lightning.

After missing the blow, Zeus covered his throbbing lower abdomen with one hand and looked at the figure in the hall with shock and anger:

"Who are you?!"

"Come and be well, Father God..."

The charming female voice was transformed into a magnetic male voice, and the originally graceful witch's body was distorted and turned into a young man with silver hair and purple eyes.

Zeus was stunned for a moment, then became furious: "Is it you? You're not dead yet!"

"If I die so easily, wouldn't I be living up to your expectations?" Lorne replied with a smile, turning the blood-stained golden dagger between his fingers, "How about it, do you like the meeting gift I gave you?"

Zeus's facial muscles twitched, and just when he was about to speak out, he suddenly felt a surge of pain in his abdomen.

He looked down at the stream of divine light flowing out of the wound uncontrollably, and couldn't help but feel shocked and angry:

"What did you do to me?!"

"It's nothing, I'm just giving you back the way you used to entertain your father."

Lorne picked up half a bottle of wine from the magic circle and poured it to the ground with a smile.

Looking at the wine spilled on the ground and feeling the streams of divine light that were about to burst out of his abdomen, Zeus's expression changed drastically, he gathered lightning in his hands and slapped his lower abdomen with ferocious eyes.

However, a dead branch-like spear shot out as fast as a meteor, as if cutting through time and space, and penetrated Zeus's chest with a "definite hit" cause and effect, nailing him firmly to the throne.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, several streams of divine light spurted out from the wound in Zeus's lower abdomen, and then converged into three figures and fell in the hall.

Looking at the Queen Mother and her daughter sitting up from the ground in a daze, Lorne breathed a sigh of relief.

Success, the potion prepared by Athena and the others is indeed effective!

Immediately, he looked up at his father, Zeus, who was nailed to the throne, with sarcasm in his eyes.

During the Titan period, Cronus, the previous god-king, swallowed his own child in order to escape the curse of the Titan bloodline. Zeus, as the only survivor, chose to marry the goddess of primitive wisdom in order to overthrow the oppression of this cruel father-god. Metis, and with her help, concocted a potion that separated divinity and secretly let the father God Cronus take it, thereby rescuing his five brothers and sisters who were imprisoned in the body of the father God. They, then break the old order and establish the divine cause of Olympus.

But at this moment, fate took a full circle. This good son of his also used the magic potion to separate divinity to trick his own god-king father, and took out from his belly the magic potion used to threaten Hades, the king of Hades. Two hole cards.

Oh, there seems to be more than two, or is it buy two and get one free?

Lorne turned his head and looked faintly at the third person separated from Zeus' body.