Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 299

Chapter 299 Explode the troops like crazy, gods (6.1k)

As the entire starlight corridor was lit up, Poseidon retracted his right hand and spoke leisurely.

"[Kaos], you're fine."

Khaos?

The mermaid prince standing behind his father was slightly startled when he heard the name, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Chaos, the **** of chaos, is said to be the beginning of everything in this world, the carrier of original order, space, and time, symbolizing void and darkness.

According to the content sung in ancient mythological poems, Chaos, the **** of chaos, first existed, but was unconscious and unchanged from ancient times; then the gods came together to break the chaos and let the world be reborn. Nyx, the goddess of night, the incarnation of night and darkness, the legendary eldest daughter of the **** who inherited the strongest power.

So, hasn't the legendary Chaos God been divided? Why are you still here?

Just as Triton was confused, the silver-white metal core in front of him was immersed in starlight and looked like a sphere. Several light patterns lit up on the surface, flickering on and off, and a deep sound came from inside.

"The true **** Poseidon, you are here again..."

Looking at the silver-white metal core in front of him that responded, Triton couldn't help but look weird.

[Kaos] - Is it it?

As if seeing his son's confused expression, Poseidon sneered and replied.

"As you can imagine, this is [Chaos], the first awakened [Giant] in the Bronze Age. It used itself as a blueprint and the gods as templates to create the twelve main gods of the Bronze clan, and used the Chaos God [Kaos] as the template. Naming themselves after "Os" represents the beginning of all the creation of the Bronze people. As a result, they finally summoned heaven's punishment, causing the entire civilization of the Bronze Age to be exterminated by the gods and sink to the bottom of the sea."

"The world was born in creation and completed in creation. You created us, why can't we create new life?"

After hearing Poseidon's narration of that period of history, the silver-white metal core asked a confused question.

Immediately, it paused, and a duller sound came from inside the metal core.

"The work of this creation is denounced as blasphemy and brings disasters. It is impossible to understand and recognize..."

"Because you have overstepped your duty!"

Poseidon snorted coldly, showing disdain.

"Those who impersonate God's name and attempt to misappropriate divine power will bring about your own destruction!"

"What about you? Why are you safe and sound - the children of chaos who have stolen the authority of the builders, the descendants of the Titans who have the blood of the rebel god?"

Faced with this embarrassing question, Poseidon couldn't help but be speechless, and his facial muscles twitched slightly.

After a period of silence, Poseidon, who was at a loss for words, could only change the topic with a dark face.

"Okay, I'm not here to chat with you this time. I have something serious to talk about."

"Speaking…"

"The gods have disappeared, Zeus has been bound to Olympus, the world has entered a new era, and you can leave this forbidden land."

"But this era does not belong to us, and the situation may not be as safe as you said..."

The metal core light pattern flashes, and the sound is sensible and cold.

"Tell me, what do you need us to do?"

Poseidon, whose thoughts were easily read, suddenly felt a little confused on his face.

But in the end, Poseidon, who couldn't get angry with a metal ball, had no choice but to abandon the tactics he was not very good at and chose to get straight to the point.

"The three goddesses of destiny issued an oracle, prohibiting the main gods and beings above from interfering with the order of the world, and only allowing gods and demigods to walk in the lower world. You, the Bronze Clan, are just under restrictions and are good at fighting, so I want you to let your subordinates Lend me your [Machine God] and obey my orders.”

"Don't you have a million-strong army in Atlantis? So many golden humans..."

"…Gone…"

"What about the gods of the Oceanus Sea? As the king of the ocean, wouldn't it be better for you to command them?"

The more Poseidon listened, the darker his face became. In the end, he could almost squeeze out ink.

It's really hard to pick up any pot!

If he could still command those frightened ocean gods to continue working for him;

If Poseidon and Atlantis were still as powerful and prosperous as before;

If I hadn't lost half of my father's power, I would still be at the top...

Is he going to run into the deep sea, look down on his face, and look for help from these sensitive people?

Unable to bear it any longer, Poseidon took off his disguise and snorted a threat.

"Have you said enough? If you still want me to cover up for you, give me control of [Machine God]!"

The metal core was silent for a moment and reminded faintly.

"Although I am very grateful for your shelter and protection, my people cannot become your cannon fodder. This is an agreed upon thing."

Back then, the bronze giants overstepped their responsibilities because of the creation of gods, incurring the wrath of Zeus, and were destroyed by His Majesty the God King on pretexts.

Fortunately, Poseidon, the **** of the sea, quietly saved their core and fire, and hid them in this unreachable deep sea, allowing them to gain a foothold here and borrow the resources of the ocean to recuperate.

In return, they would provide Bronze Age technology that would bring Atlantis a glorious civilization.

In this way, the two sides have lived in peace for many years, but now this balance seems to be broken.

"At this moment, my current divine power is no longer what it used to be. Without my protection, your life in the future may not be easy. It is not impossible for Zeus to free up his hands and give you another disaster."

Poseidon explained the advantages and disadvantages by exposing his own shortcomings, and then extended an olive branch.

"So, during these three hundred years, if you are willing to serve me, let me ascend to the position of God King and control the entire Olympus. At that time, I can cleanse you of the stigma you once carried and turn this This ocean is given to you so that you have a paradise to live in and the right to walk in the sun!”

The metal core was silent for a long time, as if it had been thinking deeply, and finally an answer came from inside.

"The agreement is passed. Hopefully, you will keep your promise..."

"certainly!"

Poseidon nodded happily and waited for his latest recruited subordinate to fall into his hands.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The metal core [Chaos] buzzed and trembled, and the starlight in the sky turned into three beams of light, pouring into the bodies of the three mechanical giants displayed in the corridor.

After a moment, three hundred-meter-tall metal giants turned into a pool of mercury-like liquid, and under the influence of runes, the outlines and faces of humans were outlined, namely two men and one woman.

Males stand on the left and right sides, one with blue hair and red eyes, wearing golden armor, with tan skin and explosive muscles, handsome appearance, and a violent and sharp aura, like an unsheathed saber; the other has red hair and golden eyes. , with powerful arms, an ancient face, and a hot breath exuding from his body;

The woman in the center also has red hair and golden eyes, with extremely beautiful facial features and figure. She seems to be a pair with the man with the same color scheme.

In addition, the three of them carried a pair of wings behind them, as if they were about to fly.

"[Ares, the God of Machines], Hephaestus, the God of Machines, and Aphrodite, the God of Machines, from now on, you will obey the orders of the true **** Poseidon and carry out his will. Give us the right to survive!”

The solemn voice came from the trembling metal core and echoed in the sea of ​​stars.

Suddenly, two men and one woman, filled with the aura of gods, slowly opened their eyes, stepped forward, and knelt down to the metal core in the starlight.

"Yes, Father God!"

The Bronze Giants regard their own functions as the power of gods, regard the best individuals as gods, formulate personalities and compile myths for them, and give them new meaning of existence.

Then, through fighting, they collected and devoured the divinity of some weak indigenous gods at that time, and continued to improve and evolve themselves. From then on, the machines became machine gods.

Moreover, their existence corresponds to the myths and characteristics of the Olympian gods.

[Machine God Ares] has excellent combat and destructive performance, and is a melee annihilation model;

[Machine God Hephaestus] has the skill of shaping metal and giving it a certain degree of directional strengthening, and forges models for craftsmen;

[Machine God Aphrodite] is good at infiltrating in disguise and is an information intelligence warfare attack aircraft.

In order to facilitate their activities, they also imitated the images of gods and created similar intellectual individuals for themselves.

Obviously, the two men and one woman in front of them are the disguises they weave for themselves.

Seeing the three newly recruited subordinates, with the names of false gods, kneeling before him, Poseidon felt inexplicably relieved, as if he had ascended to the throne of the God King in advance and was enjoying the Olympus people. Worship of the gods.

Meanwhile, Olympus, the Great Temple.

"boom!"

Zeus, who was sitting on the throne, punched the armrest and cursed at the daughter in the hall who had embarrassed him.

"It's not enough to succeed, but it's easy to fail! Who asked you to make your own decisions?!"

"I, I also want to vent my anger on you."

Eris shrank his neck, looking aggrieved.

Seeing the empty hall and the pitiful appearance of Eris, Zeus, who wanted to scold him, suddenly lost interest.

The entire Olympus was deserted, and he had very few subordinates he could use.

If we continue to take tough measures, we may not even be able to protect these few subordinates.

Finally, Zeus suppressed his anger and waved his hand helplessly.

"It's over now, forget it. Don't act rashly without my instructions in the future. You were seriously injured this time, so you'd better go back and rest for a while."

"Okay, Father God!"

Seeing that he was lucky enough not to be punished, Eris was overjoyed and agreed repeatedly, then hurriedly waved his wings that were leaky and rushed out of the great temple as if he was running for his life.

Although she was very grateful to the Father God for helping her at the critical moment, the atmosphere around the Father God and in the temple was too depressing.

If you have a choice, of course you should sneak away first and then talk about it.

Seeing that the subordinate he had fished out from Athena's hands with great efforts ran away without any hesitation as soon as he finished being lectured, Zeus's face turned even darker.

In the future, this kind of useless snacks will probably not be available.

Forget it, I didn't really plan on counting on this kind of stuff anyway. After a long period of mental construction, Zeus' heart, which was pounding with anger, managed to return to a steady beat. He rubbed his sore temples and tapped the staff on the ground.

A beam of starlight fell from the sky and landed in the great temple, transforming into a young man wearing golden armor, with short purple hair and golden eyes, and a melancholy and heroic temperament.

As consciousness returned, the young man raised his hands to touch his chest and half-knelt down towards the figure on the throne.

"Father God, what command did you call me for?"

Seeing the young man's humble posture, Zeus nodded with satisfaction and solemnly pondered.

"Perseus, although you have completed your great deeds on earth and returned to heaven, your brother and your blood descendant, Hercules, is still confused in suffering and knows nothing about his mission. . Therefore, I hope you will become his teacher and guide him on the path he should take to reunite with the [Glory of the Gods]!”

“So Father God, where can I find Him?”

"He and his mother Alcmene are currently in exile on the island of Boeotia."

"I will obey your oracle and I will definitely live up to your trust!"

After saying this, the young man named "Perseus" stood up and prepared to go down to the lower world. Zeus saw this and stopped him.

"Wait a minute, this trip is dangerous. Bring these magical tools to defend yourself."

Immediately, Zeus knocked the divine staff in his hand to the ground, and the silver-white lightning arc hit Perseus' body, turning into six divine tools.

They are: feather shoes that walk through the air, a disguise cloak that changes the user's appearance, a bronze mirror shield that invalidates and reflects magic to a certain extent, Hepa, the snake-hunting sickle that cuts immortality, and the wind **** that absorbs divine wind and attacks. bag.

Seeing that Perseus in front of him was completely armed by him, Zeus nodded with satisfaction.

Among the early demigod descendants, Perseus may not be the strongest, but he is the one with the most brains and potential. Therefore, after he completed his achievements in the human world, Zeus promoted him to a **** and allowed him to enjoy eternal life in the heaven, which is today's [Perseus].

At the same time, according to the biological relationship, Hercules' mother Alcmene is the granddaughter of Perseus, and Hercules is the great-grandson of Perseus, and he has always worshiped his ancestor. add.

With these two relationships, it is most appropriate to leave Hercules, the son of destiny, to Perseus to teach him.

Zeus on the throne looked at Perseus's leaving back, stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist, with a look of satisfaction on his face that he was winning.

[Perseus] and [Future Hercules]?

With these two trump cards in hand, even if the gods disappear, my destiny is still in my hands!

After completing the layout, the God King leaned on the throne, raised his chin, and looked down coldly through the clouds at the land densely occupied by ant-like humans.

In the field of vision, cities were rising one after another, sea areas were being developed one after another, and a group of people called humans crossed rivers, conquered mountain peaks, and even attempted to reach the heights of the sky.

How arrogant and blasphemous!

Zeus was in a bad mood, his face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with silvery thunder and anger.

He hated these creations that were almost identical to the gods. Through their wildness and unruliness, Zeus, who had broken his own destiny, seemed to be able to vaguely see the future after the age of the gods faded.

Therefore, the King of the Gods would repeatedly use his hands to bring strife and disasters in an attempt to eliminate this group that made him feel uneasy.

However, although they are as humble as grass and weak as ants, they have resilience and vitality that Zeus cannot understand.

Even if they fall into disputes again and again and face disasters again and again, they can always burst out with amazing unity and courage in desperate situations, overcome the darkness together, and usher in the dawn.

Now, as time goes by, human beings are growing into a sudden force that cannot be ignored.

The gods of Olympus maintain their arrogance on the surface, but in fact, in order to further expand their influence and compete for faith, they have long been walking on the earth and bestowing gifts on humans to gain their worship and faith, thereby strengthening themselves.

A bunch of short-sighted idiots!

Zeus looked at the empty hall and snorted with a sullen face.

He thought for a long time, seemed to have made up his mind, raised the staff again, and struck the ground.

A thunderous vortex formed on the ground, as if hanging from the clouds, straight into the depths of the ocean.

After a moment, red and black mud surged out from the giant whirlpool and gathered in the hall, forming a red and black lake mixed with pure malice.

Buzz!

Amidst the heart-stopping tremors, ripples appeared on the lake surface, and an ever-changing jet-black cube slowly condensed and rose, and its volume continued to expand.

For a moment, this thing twisted on its own like a Rubik's Cube, and scarlet and dark magic lines spread all over the surface of the dark container.

But at the end the darkness was lit up, and a pool of red-black liquid rose from the dark interior to the top, converging into a figure wrapped in a red-black mud-like cocoon.

The ferocious red and black lines spread crazily from the abdomen to the surrounding areas, and a strong malice filled the air. The temperature in the room suddenly dropped by several levels.

"Boom!"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, wind and thunder, full of ominous signs.

Buzz!

At this time, the jet black metal cube buzzed sharply, and the scarlet magic pattern lit up. After a period of flickering, it turned into a red and black mud cocoon with a humanoid outline.

Click!

Immediately afterwards, a crisp cracking sound came from the inside out. A white arm tore through the red and black afterbirth that wrapped itself, and a graceful and tall figure walked out, with black and purple hair flowing behind her like a waterfall. Innocence and charm coexist in the amber eyes, as if they are a combination of holiness and filth, with contradictory yet unified temperaments.

"Gee, are you finally willing to let me out?"

Amid laughter like silver bells, the charming girl stretched her body, looked up at Zeus on the throne, and licked her moist cherry lips with her rolling pink tongue.

As their eyes met, the amber eyes immediately enlarged in Zeus' field of vision until they occupied the entire heart.

His consciousness was pulled down, as if he was immersed in boundless darkness.

Looking up, Zeus saw a ruined world, with rounds of pitch-black hollow celestial bodies filled with red and black mud flowing from the boundary, constantly pouring malice into the devastated earth, all the light was swallowed up, and under his feet was Countless bones and wreckage.

Nymphs with broken wings, careless Titans and monsters, twisted golden corpses, decapitated bronze giants... came into view one after another.

"snort!"

Zeus made a cold nasal sound, his eyes were filled with thunder, and his divine light was like lightning. The terrifying power tore the entire dark world apart.

"Woo~"

The charming girl in the main hall screamed in sorrow, her face was pale, she covered the flashing thunder mark on her chest, her eyes were filled with resentment.

"Father God, I'm just joking with you. Why are you so angry?"

"You should know that what I hate the most is overstepping the bounds of duty."

Zeus on the throne looked down at the witch who had destroyed several eras, his eyes cold and gloomy.

"I know, I know."

The girl named Pandora waved her hand, trying to be as perfunctory as possible, then blinked her bright eyes and asked enthusiastically.

"So, what dirty work do you want me to do for you again this time?"

Zeus's face darkened and he struck the ground with his staff.

"Boom!"

Thunderbolts as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, and the young girl who was shocked on the field let out a mournful cry, completely calmed down, and could only change her words in frustration.

"Okay, what are your orders, Father?"

"For the time being, follow Perseus secretly and help him and Hercules complete the trial. If there is any unusual movement between them and the world, report to me immediately."

Zeus ordered lightly, then paused, with a cold look in his eyes.

"When necessary, you can 'help' them..."

Hearing a certain syllable that was deliberately emphasized, the girl understood it and bowed to respond.

"I will obey your command, Father God."

Zeus nodded, struck the scepter, tore open the passage with thunder, looked at the red and black mud flowing down from the hole, and murmured.

"Don't let me down...Pandora..."

At the same time, under the mountains of Thessaly.

Tall and ferocious figures gathered in the dark cave. Two normal human-sized figures in black robes stood at the front of the group and placed the **** organs on the two ancient mottled bronze altars in the center. Above, the mouth was chanting raw and ancient divine words.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

A strange tremor was heard, and streaks of evil light pillars, either scarlet or red, soared into the sky from the altar.

Ink-colored clouds gathered from all directions, wailing, roaring, and murmurings merged into a maddening noise. The smell of decay, blood, and madness intertwined and condensed, forming raging dragons that rolled together at the sacrifice. Two dark and gloomy figures were constructed on the stage.

One is a giant dragon with hundreds of heads, and the other is a Titan holding a pitch-black scythe.

—The Demon Ancestor Typhon, and the Titan King Cronus.

In the cave, the tribe of gods and monsters who once served under Typhon, and the Gigantes (djinn) tribe who possess the blood of the rebel god, couldn't help but be excited when they looked at the two old **** kings who finally responded to the call on the altar. The ground let out bursts of howling ghosts and wolves.

Since the Battle of Titan and the Battle of Typhon, the two old god-kings who were imprisoned in Tartarus Hell due to their defeat have completely lost contact with the earth.

No matter how they called and how they offered sacrifices, they could never get a response.

It was not until recently that a divine war broke out in Olympus and the seal of Hades was loosened, allowing them to get in touch with their former master.

But, it's just a trace.

There was an obscure vibration in front of the altar. Two humanoid figures in black robes listened for a moment, then turned to interpret the oracle to the believers of the old god.

"Go and do a great job. In your own way, let the humans on the earth understand what [fear] is and what [death] is!"

"Ho **** ho ho!"

The low roars one after another, like rolling thunder, echoed in the deep cave, and the gods and monsters showed cruel and excited expressions.

Finally, they no longer have to hide like mice in this dark underground.

(End of chapter)

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