Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 298

Chapter 298 The Omnic Crisis of the Age of Gods

Underworld, Elysee Garden.

Sitting under the pavilion, the two brothers Thanatos, the God of Death, and Hypnos, the God of Sleep, looked at the darkened Katamari Stone on the table and frowned at each other.

"Failed…"

"But it worked."

"How to say?"

"The more heavily defended that place is, the more likely it is that the Mother Goddess will be imprisoned there."

When Death heard this, he couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"That makes sense. It seems we are on the right track."

"Then next, do you want to tell Charon the news?"

The God of Sleep turned the tea cup in his hand and asked his brother opposite.

Like them, Charon, the **** of the river crossing, is also a creature of Nyx's divinity, and regards Hecate, the queen of hell, as the mother goddess.

"Forget it, that guy is too greedy and not rigorous in his dealings. Letting him know too much will only lead to bad things."

Death waved his hand and rejected his brother's proposal.

The God of Sleep rubbed his sore eyebrows, feeling a little headache.

"But we need as many reliable helpers as possible."

"Ask Mo Ji to pull them over."

The God of Death gave a new plan in a deep voice, his eyes flickering.

The three vengeful goddesses who guard Tartarus are the new gods brought into the underworld by the mother goddess Hecate herself. They have a simple relationship, and they are also marked with the mother goddess's seal, so they should be honest and obedient.

After all, as the subordinate gods of the Mother Goddess, if something happens to the Mother Goddess, their own strength and power will also be damaged.

The God of Sleep nodded and agreed to the plan, then his eyes flashed and he looked into the depths of the Elysée Garden.

"What about them?"

"I advise you not to take any chances with [them]. Now that the Mother Goddess is gone, [them] have experienced a short period of liberation and absorbed a lot of divinity and power. The seal is no longer stable. And those on the ground Compared with the targets, [them] are more dangerous!”

The God of Death spoke coldly, with a serious look on his face.

Seeing his brother's determination, the God of Sleep had no choice but to give up the idea in his mind.

Sea of Oceanus.

Under the deep water, Poseidon, the king of the sea, sat in the temple, frowning and asking.

"Failed?"

"Father God please punish me."

Prince Triton, who was half-kneeling in the hall, looked ashamed.

Poseidon waved his hand, somewhat unconcerned.

"That's all, this is just a test, and I don't expect those pawns to really bring back any useful information."

"I let you down, father..."

When the mermaid prince heard this, his cheeks turned red and he buried his head deeper.

Since the Battle of Crete, the Poseidon series has become a laughing stock.

The former kingdom sank into the deep sea and lost its glory; his people were cursed and turned into bloodthirsty monsters.

As the prince of Atlantis and the successor of the Sea of Oceanus, Triton felt deeply ashamed.

But the more he tried to prove himself, the more it backfired. This time, many of the only remaining members of the sober tribe were lost.

Perhaps, I really am not qualified to be the new king of the ocean, nor am I qualified to lead them.

Looking at his defeated son, Poseidon stood up and snorted.

"Stand up! We haven't lost yet!"

"Father God, do you think we really have a chance?"

Triton asked with a wry smile, his eyes completely devoid of fighting spirit.

Hearing that even his closest son began to question him, Poseidon was silent for a long time, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to have finally made up his mind. "follow me."

As he spoke, the Sea King waved his trident to activate the magic array in the center of the temple, and stepped into it with his son.

After a flash of light, Triton found himself suddenly on an unnamed floating island, with silvery white streams of light flying from all directions and floating in front of them.

They were metal spheres wrapped with several silver-white sharp blades, with a scarlet gemstone shaped like an eyeball inlaid on the inside. A faint red light shot out from the gemstone, shining on the two people on the island.

Under Triton's confused gaze, Poseidon stepped forward and was illuminated by the red light.

After a moment, a cold voice came from the surrounding silver-white metal spheres.

"Dip, identity verification completed, level one authorization, entry allowed."

At the same time, the surrounding blue sea and sky rippled like water waves, and the whole world in front of me seemed to have been torn apart, revealing the [reality] behind it.

Triton raised his head and looked up, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Ten silver-white islands form a huge metal ring, floating quietly on the water.

In the gaps between the islands stands a bronze statue about 100 meters tall, holding a trident, like a giant guarding the portal.

The inner land-like area is vast, and the buildings are in the shape of concentric circles, separated from each other by ships and metal gates. As you gradually go deeper into the center, identity restrictions gradually become stricter.

The inner circle of the ring is the most important temple and reservation. The modular urban buildings from the inside to the outside and the staggered streets show the beauty of neatness and order. The gilded dome emits light due to different wind and temperature. Harmonious sound.

What's even more incredible is that on the inner ring of the building complex, a majestic mountain peak is suspended in the misty clouds and bright stars. The city above is looming, and the criss-crossing corridors are gorgeous and elegant, exuding a metallic texture.

"This is…"

"Poseidonia, which can also be simply called Poseidon City, was built secretly by me. It is a concentrated expression of Atlantis' culture, art and manufacturing level."

"It's so spectacular. This mountain seems to be floating among the sea of clouds and stars..."

"That's right, so it also has another name [Interstellar Urban Mountain Range] - Olympus!"

Poseidon looked up at the miraculous building and proudly introduced it to his son.

After hearing his father's answer, Triton noticed that the metal mountains in front of him seemed to be quite similar to Mount Olympus in his memory.

Obviously, his father-god has always wanted to replace Zeus and become the master of Olympus, and even the entire world!

But, how did he complete such a magnificent project? Why does almost no one know about this place?

With deep doubts, Triton followed in the footsteps of his father Poseidon and set foot on this metallic land.

At the same time, soldiers wearing gold, white and red armor and holding metal swords and shields poured out of the streets and lined up to welcome the Prince of the Sea who landed.

These things do not seem to have the breath of living creatures, but the etheric fluctuations emitted from them are solemn and turbulent, with a strength close to that of a demigod!

Triton looked around and made a rough estimate. He found that there were hundreds of them, and he was stunned.

"Father God, what is going on?"

Poseidon looked back at his son and asked leisurely.

"Test you, do you know where our Atlantean technology and culture come from?"

Triton answered this question without thinking.

"I know, it's a product of the Bronze Age! You led your tribe to discover the technology of the Bronze Age, and established the splendid civilization of Atlantis."

Poseidon nodded and continued to ask.

"Then do you know why the Bronze Age was destroyed?"

"Because those giants were ignorant, cruel and aggressive, and ultimately angered the gods."

Triton continued to answer, as standard as a textbook.

However, Poseidon was noncommittal. He got up and took his son to the top of the Star City Mountains. Holding a trident, he walked step by step to the center of the high altar and silently recited the divine words.

In an instant, thousands of stars fell down, and the vast corridor formed by this silver glow rose from the large altar and spread into the starry sky.

Poseidon held his hand up the silver light spiral staircase and walked among the stars.

Until the end of the galaxy, a silver vortex is spinning endlessly, extending out thousands of spiral arms. In the center of the starlight vortex, there is a silver-white metal engine about a hundred meters high, with an unnamed complex mantra and the principles of technological creation inscribed on the outer shell, just like a heart. , rhythm pacing.

At this moment, Poseidon stepped forward, placed his hand on the silver-white metal engine, and spoke slowly.

"The real answer is, because they not only developed their own civilization, they even created their own gods using the gods as templates!"

In an instant, the light pattern niches along the way rose from the galaxy, and twelve mechanical giants of different shapes were arranged on both sides, standing majestically!

(End of chapter)

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