Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 67

Chapter 67 The blood rage is in full swing and entering a state of rampage

“According to the will of the goddess, if I encounter any problems, I can ask you for help.”

After finishing the cup, King Minos made his intentions clear and looked at Lorne opposite him with piercing eyes.

“I invite you here this time to ask for advice on how to deal with the next second wave of beasts?”

Obviously, after a period of observation and thinking, he finally determined who was the person Athena said he was really looking for.

Lorne put down the cup and raised his eyebrows slightly.

“They retreated?”

"not yet."

King Minos shook his head, spread the sea chart presented by Princess Ariadne on the table, and pointed to a sea area not far from Crete.

"We expected the first wave of the offensive. They suffered a big loss when they landed ashore and suffered many casualties. In addition, the demigod-level Siren Banshee at the head was killed by the Lord God. These beasts lost their leader. Falling into chaos, I temporarily retreated here to rest.”

As he spoke, the old man looked at Anna opposite him and nodded to express gratitude and respect.

Hearing this, Lorne glanced at the little Medusa next to him.

That's what happened. I asked how the beast tide last night was bulldozed so quickly.

Sensing the gaze from Lorne, little Medusa lowered her head guiltily.

However, the expected blame did not come as expected. A warm hand covered her little head and stroked it gently.

When he raised his head and took a peek, those purple eyes were filled with only a hint of pampering and concern.

Little Medusa couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. She felt more confident and sat upright.

"Snapped!"

But as soon as the little head was straightened, it got a violent shock.

“Next time, don't take such risks alone!”

Hunting came from her ears. Little Medusa held her head and nodded sadly.

After giving a brief lesson to his "sister" who was too reckless, Lorne returned his attention to the attack and asked the questions he cared about.

“What are the specific losses of both parties?”

"The city of Knossos had 37 killed and 58 lightly and seriously wounded; the city of Nosia had 87 killed and 153 lightly and seriously wounded; the city of Gidos had 92 killed and 118 lightly and seriously wounded... In total, there were close to 200 people in Crete. People have completely lost their fighting ability.”

King Minos paused and added again.

“Of course, the losses of that group of beasts were heavier. It is roughly estimated that more than two thousand large and small sea monsters and sea beasts died in the first wave of offensive.”

Lorne listened quietly, the expression on his face did not change much.

With calculated calculations but not care, the battle loss was close to 1:10, which seemed to be okay.

But there is a terrifying difference in size between the Oceanus Sea and Crete.

According to his more than ten years of observation on Aiyu Island, most of the sea beasts and sea monsters in the Oceanus Sea are only in the middle and lower levels of this huge ecosystem, and they are almost more or less in number.

Only those with divine blood can barely squeeze into the middle and high-level range of the ecosystem.

But on Crete, the number of humans is extremely limited.

Among the cities, there are even fewer people who can join the army and form combat effectiveness. Even if they are added together, they are only tens of thousands at best.

Every loss of one is a great loss to Crete.

In the first confrontation, 300 people lost their combat effectiveness. The situation was actually not optimistic.

Besides, this is just the wave of sea beasts that has been driven here to lead the charge, and few of the real divine blood dependents have shown up yet.

If it were even more extreme, including the million-strong army of Atlantis, let alone Lorne, Athena would not be able to save the Minoans.

No wonder the goddess of wisdom tried her best to avoid the head-on conflict between Crete and Atlantis, and took the lead in bringing the matter to Olympus, directly blocking the accounts of the ocean gods.

Otherwise, the Minoans could only prepare to dig holes and dig graves in advance.

Lorne thought about the current situation in his mind, and couldn't help pinching his sore eyebrows, secretly comforting himself.

But there is no need to be so pessimistic.

Leviathans are different from human armies. They can come and go as soon as they are called. This is an advantage and a disadvantage.

As long as a few heads can be knocked off, they are nothing but a piece of loose sand. Moreover, this is the age of myth.

On the battlefield, powerful individuals can easily change the pattern of the battlefield and determine the outcome of victory or defeat.

For example, this time, as soon as little Medusa killed the demigod-level Siren Banshee, the first wave of beasts that gathered was immediately unable to sustain itself.

And if Atlantis's million-strong army could really act as a deterrent to the gods, they would not sink to the bottom of the sea.

Don't be afraid, you can still operate it!

Lorne adjusted his mentality and gave his own judgment.

“It seems that the first wave of beasts is indeed a temptation.”

“It's also revenge…”

King Minos sighed, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened a little, and he added faintly.

“According to what was said by a captured Siren Banshee, the God-blooded Familia on the Sea of Oceanus were massacred by humans some time ago, so they gathered together, launched a tide of beasts, and came to take revenge.”

Lorne's eyelids couldn't help but twitch. After a brief pause, his voice was filled with indignation.

“Oh, it's really clean. I'm afraid Crete won't be able to blame the sea **** this time!”

The old King Minos did not speak, but clenched his fists tighter, with faint crackling sounds of bones, and his entire face looked uncertain.

Seeing that this old man was almost full of rage and going berserk when he mentioned an old enemy, Lorne quietly moved his chair back and coughed quickly.

“Ahem, Your Majesty, speaking of which, I have always had a question, and I hope you can answer it.”

King Minos came back to his senses, suppressed the anger on his face, forced a smile, and nodded slightly.

"Please say."

"The great sacrifice to Poseidon, the **** of the sea, shouldn't be that simple, right? It seems a bit contrary to common sense for humans to offer sacrifices to gods, but for gods to prepare their own tributes..."

Lorne saw King Minos' body stiffen slightly, and he couldn't help but understand. He changed the subject and added faintly.

“Furthermore, a mere beast sacrificed to the gods should not allow a monarch who has always had a virtuous reputation to abandon his reputation and risk offending the gods by forcibly detaining it.”

“No, I did keep it…”

Unexpectedly, King Minos on the other side slowly shook his head, confirming his accusation of blasphemy.

However, the old body was trembling slightly, and the veins on his fists sprouted, as if he was enduring great humiliation and anger.

After a long silence, the old man looked at his daughter who was accompanying him and spoke in a deep voice.

“Ariadne, go and see how the dishes are being prepared in the kitchen...”

“Okay, Father.”

The thoughtful princess immediately understood, nodded and exited the courtyard, carefully closed the door and disappeared at the end of the road corner.

Watching his daughter go away, King Minos' golden power surged, forming a closed barrier that enveloped the entire courtyard.

After another long silence, the old man finally made up his mind and spoke with pain and difficulty.

“Because Poseidon deceived me, it was no ordinary bull, but the embodiment of Cretan divinity and power!”

Hearing this secret that had never been mentioned before, the three of them couldn't help but feel shocked. They waited carefully for the witness of the incident to tell the true story.

“At the beginning, when I was fighting for the throne, I did use less honorable means, so I was worried about the goddess's censure, so I prayed to Poseidon, hoping to get his protection.

But I didn't expect that he actually took the opportunity to detach the divinity and authority of the entire Crete island, turned it into a bull and sent it to me, so that I could sacrifice it to him! "

King Minos drank a cup of fruit wine, slammed the cup on the table, and straightened his back.

"Although I long for the protection of the gods, I never intend to sell the entire country to Poseidon! I am the king of the Minoans, not a slave tied to a chariot by the Atlanteans!"

Immediately, the old man took a deep breath, his eyes cold and firm.

"Poseidon has no right to interfere with the authority of Crete! Only the great mother goddess who protects us and guides us, and only the Minoans' own female master-Athena, is worthy of this sacrifice!"

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