Chapter 393: Bai Xue's Tragedy Scene

The next morning, sweet wine and delicious food were continuously transported to Thessaly from various city-states, and the overflowing fragrance comforted the tired bodies and minds of the defenders; the streets were decorated with lights and colors, and priests and priests lit sacred fires everywhere and sprinkled spices, diluting the original calmness and solemnity in the city and bringing a strong festive atmosphere.

Before it was fully light, the radiant Queen Hera dragged the protagonist of the feast and festival out of his bed and took him into the dressing room.

Do you really want to be the bridesmaid and the witness?

Seeing Hera preparing enthusiastically, Lorne could only be dragged like a puppet to wash, dress, and put on makeup...

Everything was ready, and the groom in military uniform officially set off, arriving at the door of Katniss's house amid all the attention and cheers.

According to the procedure, Lorne should have taken out the prepared bundle of sticks and knocked on the bride's door three times, calling for an invitation to show his sincerity and determination to marry his [God's Wives].

But this time, what he held in his hand was not a bundle of staffs, but a Bacchus staff prepared in advance by the Dionysians.

A steady knocking sound was heard, and Thetis, who had been prepared, gently opened the door and led out four people who were also dressed in formal attire.

Today's brides also wore white long dresses with golden patterns embroidered on them, like girls getting married.

But at the same time, they either carried spears on their backs, quivers on their waists, or held magic wands in their hands. They never left their weapons, and under their sacred wedding dresses, they all wore light armor that was easy to move in.

The combination of elegance and force did not diminish their charm, but instead added a touch of heroic spirit.

The onlookers were amazed when they saw this and started discussing it.

"The tomboy Katniss is finally married. From now on, the most beautiful girl in Thessaly has a boyfriend."

"Our Queen of Arcadia is the best of women! She is beautiful and a good fighter. She is also very accurate in shooting arrows!"

"You should clean your brains as soon as possible. A woman's gentleness is attractive, just like our Princess Medea of Colchis!"

"That's right, we Spartans agree! Princess Helen is unrivaled in beauty!"

“…”

There was a brief silence, during which the Thessalians, Arcadians, Colchians, and Spartans among the onlookers glared at each other.

"Katniss first!"

"Your Majesty Atalanta, a woman among women!"

"Princess Medea is the best!"

"Princess Helen is the most beautiful!"

Soldiers, magicians, and even clergy from various city-states could not help but stand up for their own beliefs and engage in a fierce oral gymnastics with the heretics around them.

"Brothers, fuck him!"

Soon, the quarrel turned into a friendly exchange full of martial virtues.

However, before the troublemakers could fight for a few rounds, they were caught by the Divine Blood Guards who came to inquire about the situation and were violently suppressed.

As punishment, they were dragged out of the festival team and thrown onto the city wall to stand guard while they were enjoying the festival.

Several people ate dry meat, drank the only jar of sweet wine they were given, and looked at the bustling scene in the city, feeling regretful.

What are you arguing about? It's not us getting married.

Suddenly, a soldier with good eyesight saw that the charred soil outside the city was shaking slightly, and a dark wave was advancing from the Thessaly Mountains.

As the distance got closer, the soldiers saw the hideous figures in the smoke and dust, and their faces changed. They quickly lit the sacred fire and rang the disaster bell.

It’s a beast tide!

At the same time, in the open space of the military camp, gods, heroes, and humans gathered in the square to share wine and food. The marriage team, which had completed the preliminary procedures, was also ready to complete the final ceremony under the witness of everyone's eyes.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The loud warnings and long-running disaster bells immediately diluted the celebratory atmosphere.

"Why are you panicking? These are just the beasts that the Giants are using to explore the way. They are still a long way from launching a full-scale attack! The defense walls and the defenders on the city walls are enough to deal with this little trouble. It's not your turn to worry about it. Everyone, take your seats, and the ceremony continues!"

Hera waved her hand and snorted coldly. Her calmness and composure made everyone, who were originally a little nervous, immediately feel relieved. They continued to raise their glasses and drink, enjoying this final carnival.

Loen glanced at Hera who was maintaining order, and Thetis who was carrying a tray in front of him, and reluctantly lifted the silk cloth, picked up the wreaths made of grape leaves, and put them on the heads of Atalanta and the other three one by one. He then gently touched their foreheads with his fingertips stained with a little wine, giving a symbolic blessing to show that he, the god of wine, accepted the four new "wives of the gods."

Seeing this, the goddess of love Aphrodite, who had taken over the hosting job, nodded with satisfaction, feeling quite accomplished.

"Very good, next step, signing the contract!"

However, as soon as Aphrodite opened her mouth, several huge rocks with a diameter of hundreds of meters flew in from outside the city and collided with the protective wall, causing the entire city of Thessaly to shake violently. Several pieces of rubble broke through the light curtain and fell around the goddess of love.

But Aphrodite didn't even blink and continued walking towards the five newcomers on the field.

After a burst of dust and smoke, Aphrodite and the five people were unharmed, and even the flying debris seemed to be intentionally avoiding them.

"It seems that no matter how cruel death is, it cannot destroy the flower nurtured by love!"

The god of love stood in the flying smoke, laughing at the incompetence of the god of death.

Everyone was stunned, then burst into laughter and urged the completion of the wedding.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Loen waved his hand and summoned five cups of divine wine from the magic circle, and raised them together with his brides.

"God's law is above all else. Our blood is thicker than water..."

"We are connected by blood!"

The solemn vows echoed across the square, and the five people raised their glasses and drank them all, announcing the end of the wedding and the fusion of their blood and destiny.

Then, Loen tore off his coat, revealing a set of silver armor, and shouted solemnly.

"Expeditionary Force, step out!"

Hercules, Chiron, the Spartan twins, the god of medicine and other heroes stood up from their seats and gathered in front of the celebration stage.

Loen's eyes swept across the familiar faces, then he took Atalanta and the others' hands, personally sent them into the formation, and gave them instructions in a deep voice.

"I'll leave them to you."

Upon hearing this, the participants of the celebration suddenly realized that Atalanta and others were also on the expeditionary force's list.

For a moment, all gods, heroes, and humans were moved, and understood the purpose of the Allied commander holding this wedding.

——On earth, his life will be with Thessaly!

—Under the earth, his wife will walk with danger!

At this time, Loen let go of his wives' hands and personally poured wine for each hero as a final farewell.

After doing all this, he raised his hand slightly and shouted around.

"Everyone, please join me in raising your glasses!"

Gods, heroes, and humans all stood up at the same time.

Loen took out the large golden cup filled with wine from the magic circle and drank it all in one gulp.

"For us, blood is thicker than water!"

"We are connected by blood!"

The response was uniform, as if thousands of people were one.

At this moment, there is no distinction between gods, heroes, and humans; there is no difference between Athens, Thessaly, Sparta and other regions. They have common blood, common identity, and together with their flesh and blood, they have built this indestructible line of defense!

Before the battle, Loen once again reiterated the mission and expectations of this trip to the fifty heroes gathered on the field.

"Everyone, as the plan states, I want you to go deep into the heart of the giants, destroy the Titan Temple, and win the final victory for Thessaly. Can you do it?"

"Glory to the Argo Expeditionary Force!"

The heroes all raised their right hands, pounded their chests, and let out loud shouts.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!”

At the same time, streams of magic power shot out, huge rocks fell, the light of the protective wall became dimmer, and the battle outside the city became more and more intense.

“Boom!”

Immediately afterwards, the mountains shook, the earth was torn apart, and countless dark-skinned giants and nine towering and terrifying Titans, together with their monarch, climbed onto the surface of the earth, announcing the coming of terror.

Loen took a last look at the [Argo Expeditionary Force] he had chosen with his own hands, burst into hearty laughter, raised the Spear of Nation-Building in his hand, and pointed it at the dense shadows outside the city.

"Gods, follow me and clear the way for our heroes!"

"Yes, my God!"

The gods drank the last farewell wine, smashed the cups one after another, stood up with laughter, and gathered under the banner of the allied commander one after another, rushing to the battlefield to become common pioneers.

The final battle begins!

(End of this chapter)