Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 351

Chapter 351 Father, my daughter has come to fulfill her filial piety! (Two updates total 6.5k)

 “Whoosh!”

Just as Demon Ancestor Typhon was about to land ashore, surrounded by typhoons and raging waves, a pitch-black spear with dead branches flew out from the Ares Mountain, pierced the sky, fell to the sea, and penetrated the hundred-headed dragon at lightning speed. chest.

 “Poof!”

Accompanied by a dull piercing sound, the dead branches and spears burned fiercely, and the red and black flames formed the shadow of a large palm tree. The power of destruction originating from a small world of the age of gods surged, roasting Typhon's scales until they were blackened and cracked. The flesh squeaks.

The Demon Ancestor received this blow, and his hundred heads roared in pain. His huge body staggered back, and he stumbled into the deep waters of the Oceanus Sea, barely extinguishing the flames on his body with the help of a steady stream of sea water.

 Damn thing!

Typhon looked at the withered spear on his chest that had been temporarily suppressed. His vertical pupils were full of resentment. He immediately raised his dragon claws to grab the artifact that had caused him so much pain, intending to completely destroy it.

However, with a pleasant trembling sound, as if he had a premonition of danger, the dead branch spear automatically exited Typhon's chest, turned into a stream of red and black light, and fell into a white hand that was held empty.

Waves of screams reverberated in the sky. A giant silver dragon with a length of 100 meters folded its wings and landed on the coastal wall built along the Peloponnese Peninsula. Someone was wearing silver armor and holding the founding stone in his hand. The silver-haired **** of the gun jumped off the dragon's back and looked sneer at the old enemy he had met many times in the Oceanus Sea.

 “You really don't stop, Typhon…”

 “It's you again? And this scoundrel is actually alive too!”

 Typhon looked at the people and the dragon present and could not help but gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

 After being watered with a large amount of elixir and drops of the Holy Grail, Radon, who had barely grown back into his body, immediately glared and retorted.

“How dare I die before killing you according to Greek tradition, Father God?”

 “Then you can try it!”

Typhon said nothing and immediately activated his power. Typhoons carried overwhelming tsunamis and swept towards the entire Peloponnese Peninsula.

"Be careful. Typhon can constantly repair himself in the sea and is almost impossible to kill. Moreover, the divine reaction in the core area of ​​the typhoon is constantly improving. It seems that if there is no way to block it, the aftermath of the tsunami will at least destroy Typhoon. In the area of ​​more than a thousand miles along the Loponnese Peninsula, he is probably trying to take advantage of the geographical location to force you to take action and continue to consume your divine power!"

 Ladon looked seriously at the Sea of ​​Oceanus, shrouded in dense clouds and rising and gathering mist, and reminded Lorne in front of him.

Demon Typhon is the embodied **** of "typhoon" and a symbol of terror and disaster. He is born with the power to control storms and tsunamis.

Moreover, this old guy has not only grown muscles, he has also grown a brain, and he has a sinister and cunning character.

 So, after seeing Lorne and her arrival, he immediately retreated into the Sea of ​​Oceanus, preparing to fight a war of attrition.

 “Here I offer my blessings with poetry and wine, so that my cup of blessings may overflow…”

 While chanting solemnly, Lorne raised the golden chalice filled with divine liquid and poured it onto the ground.

A curtain wall emitting golden light rises along the coast of the Peloponnese Peninsula, blocking out the raging tsunamis again and again.

 But as Ladon said, typhoons on the sea are constantly brewing and tsunamis continue to advance, showing no signs of stopping.

And the golden curtain wall poured by Lorne's own divinity gradually began to flicker and totter.

 Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but frown and felt a headache.

 The civilization of the Greek world was more inclined to maritime civilization, such as Crete, Sparta, Athens, and Mycenae. Most of these city-states that preserved the essence of mankind were built near the sea.

Among them, Crete, which was the first to suffer, had already been destroyed in the war with the Atlanteans; Sparta was relatively far ahead on the Peloponnese Peninsula, followed by Thessaly and Athens. The city-states are basically close to the estuary, and the coastal areas with dense population are also covered by tsunamis.

Moreover, the long and winding coastline makes it difficult for all the gods of Olympus to take care of everything in case of emergency.

 After all, it's not like they only have one or two holy places that need to be taken care of.

After roughly estimating the time, Lorne looked back at the vague outline of the city behind his eyes, and curled his fingers to outline the resonance technique connecting the Ares Mountain.

 “How are you doing there?”

Athena's voice came from the magic array: "The news has spread. The city-states along the route are opening their city gates and urgently gathering the population of villages and towns. The people who need to be evacuated in the city have also begun to gather at the big altars in various places. There are The protection of the Lord God's power should not be easily broken.”

 Then, Athena paused and continued to ponder.

“In addition, we have given early warning before, and the main gods of each city-state are somewhat prepared. They are currently mobilizing the entire city to urgently build coastal defense lines and engrave magic arrays to intercept tsunami landings.”

"That's good."

Lorne breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his eyebrows slightly.

He must go all out to deal with a god-king-level enemy like Typhon, and by then he may not be able to take care of the human city-states on the Peloponnese Peninsula.

Even without Typhon specifically targeting it, the aftermath of the battle between the two sides was a huge catastrophe for those humans.

 So, he must prepare the Olympian gods and human city-states behind him before he can take action with confidence. However, Athens was able to mobilize the enthusiasm of the city-states along the route so quickly, so that almost the entire city-states in the Peloponnese Peninsula obeyed the instructions of Ares Mountain, and even forced the main **** of the city-state to come to help. This is enough to prove the culture he and Athens formulated. The winning strategy has worked.

Of course, the demon ancestor Typhon's power that almost conquered Olympus by himself is still there, which is also an important reason.

Nowadays, as long as you are not blind, you can see the huge waves on the Oceanus Sea. Not many gods are willing to lose their place of faith, and not many humans despise their longevity.

 Hence, under the dual effects of oracles and crises, the evacuation of the entire Peloponnese Peninsula is proceeding in an orderly manner.

To be on the safe side, Lorne thought for a moment and reminded Athena in a deep voice.

 “When necessary, open the sanctuary and allow refugees to evacuate to Athens.”

Compared to Apollo's Sparta and Aphrodite's Cyprus, which are relatively close to the Oceanus Sea, Athens is almost flanked in the middle of the Peloponnese Peninsula, surrounded by several layers of island arc chains, which can effectively It divides huge waves and reduces the intensity of tsunamis, and the defense system is also extremely tight.

At the same time, after a long period of humble development, Athens ranked first among all city-states in terms of the number of gods and heroes.

 Facing an uncontrollable disaster, it is the safest way to move the old, weak, sick and disabled who are likely to drag down the situation to the rear to protect the active forces.

 “Don't worry, it's already being done!”

When Athena responded, a gorgeous landslide was rising from the big altar of the Acropolis of Athens, and a star light was lit.

At the same time, Dionysian believers were walking around in remote villages where the news had not yet been received, calling and building temporary altars.

Golden-red blood beads exuding the aroma of wine were offered to the high platform, frantically absorbing the surrounding magic factors, and absorbing the surrounding earth and rocks, solidifying them into a giant arch about a hundred meters high and more than ten feet in diameter.

As the arch was completed, the blood beads spread out, forming a series of Hermes text, carved into both sides of the door frame, and green grape vines broke out of the ground and wrapped around the door frame.

Within the hollow door, a silver-gray water wave-like light film gradually formed, and the vast and empty valley could be vaguely seen inside, as well as the large groups of soldiers who were on guard and guidance, and even the tents and camps took shape.

When the light pattern stabilizes, light-like white doves fly out from the hollow stone door, chirping, conveying the divine will.

The evacuees who overcame their fear in front of the stone gate mustered up the courage to step into the gate one after another. Almost in a daze, they suddenly landed in the area behind the gate.

Looking around, you can see Mount Mars and the Acropolis of Athens standing majestically. The soil and the fragrance of grass and trees under your feet are so unreal.

However, there was no time to enjoy the tour. As soon as the migrants walked out of the stone gate, they were half driven and half led into the camp for refuge by the Athenian soldiers along the way.

In just over ten minutes, the originally empty and silent valley became noisy and noisy.

Ordinary humans with no supernatural powers or talents walked into this temporary shelter like a paradise with their families. Their hanging hearts finally let go, and they knelt down on the ground excitedly, kissing the green grass under their feet. .

Thanks to the mercy of the shepherd, these earthly ants were not abandoned.

“For my God has so much love for all men that our blood is thicker than water and our blood is with him…”

Dionysian believers walking among the crowds distributed supply packages and calming liqueur to the people who had migrated here, while chanting the teachings of their main god.

After receiving food and tents, the old, weak, sick and disabled people from various remote villages felt inexplicably at ease, and seemed to have a deeper understanding of this announcement.

—Wine is the blood of God, and drinking this cup represents establishing a connection with the merciful spirit.

—Since then, our blood is thicker than water, and we are connected by blood!

At this moment, Lorne, who was fighting tsunamis and typhoons along the Oceanus Sea, seemed to hear countless prayers and praises in the dark, as if the golden power of faith in the river turned into divine liquid and poured into his mental world. , quickly replenished the divine power and divinity he had consumed.

At the same time, the golden curtain wall cast by the Holy Grail was also supported to the limit, and was eventually shattered under the constant damage of typhoons and waves.

 “The time is just right…”

Lorne murmured, pulled out the country-building spear on the ground, and stared at the Demon Ancestor Typhon in the storm and huge waves.

Of course, the evacuation of personnel and the establishment of a new defense system cannot be delayed forever. He gave each city-state about three hours to prepare. After this time limit, those who have not been able to enter the shelters in various places can only ask for luck.

Then next, it's time to have a good exchange of feelings with this Demon Ancestor.

With a flash of his eyes, Lorne jumped on Radon's back, driving the descendant of Typhon who came to bid farewell to his father and his daughter, and rushed into the raging waves and storms.

Seeing his old enemy coming straight towards him, Typhon roared and stepped forward to fight, with a cunning and sinister cold light flashing in his vertical pupils.

 Plan, successful!

 At the same time, Thessaly.

 “Boom—!”

A familiar ground rumble sounded, and thousands of giant spirits crawled out of the dark cracks and stood on the earth, casting a terrifying shadow over the human city.

 The leader of these giant spirits is Cronus, the Titan God King with a crown of halo on his head!

Seeing the suffocating group of monsters appearing in front of him, King Admetus looked at the scattered heroes around him and couldn't help but feel despair.

 Now, it's over!

 (End of this chapter)

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