Chapter 416: Say no, but your body is obedient (6k)

Chaos Sea.

In the original womb that gave birth to the [World Bubble], the stars are hidden, the length of time is difficult to measure, the dimension of space is imperceptible, and there is vastness everywhere.

The raging ether storm constantly tears and twists everything into irregular clumps of matter.

The further they went towards the desolate areas, the more instability there became. Torn space cracks and squeezed chaos clumps appeared in endlessly. The rolling chaos waves seemed to stir the sticky ether factors non-stop.

However, in this harsh environment where even Chaos sea beasts rarely survive, a fully enclosed warship flashing with magical light patterns is struggling to move forward against the chaotic waves.

Inside the cabin, the cedar planks that had been reinforced with layers of magic rituals and blessings of power creaked, and more than fifty figures stationed at various posts swayed from side to side with the swaying of the ship.

Jason looked at the endless chaos and darkness beyond the light pattern, and the bloodshot and fatigue in his eyes gradually increased.

After an unknown amount of time, he rubbed his sore eyes and patiently wrote down today's sailing records and the marks of different chaotic areas on the parchment scroll.

As the pen tip rustled, Jason's depressed mood gradually became lighter.

I have to admit that this journey with an uncertain future is depressing and long.

Sometimes he would doubt whether it was the right choice to give up the parasite-like life in the city of Iolcus, abandon the beautiful maid who served him, take his friend who had shared life and death with him, and run to the Sea of Chaos to suffer.

But whenever he thought of the brave warriors on the battlefield of Thessaly and the exciting expedition in the Titan's underground palace, all the distractions and cowardice in Jason's mind disappeared.

A hero can be greedy, violent, arrogant, and have all kinds of shortcomings...

But don’t be cowardly!

And in this world, there are always some things that they want to do with all their strength.

Even if it takes thousands or even tens of thousands of years, the human race will ultimately live for persistence and perseverance, and heroes are the sharpest spears and the most steadfast beacons of the entire race!

"Pah~"

A hand gently fell on Jason's shoulder, interrupting his thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" Lorne asked curiously. The flickering fluorite light reflected the handsome and comfortable outline of the face.

Having left the Age of Greek Gods and escaped the control of "Destiny", there was naturally no need for him to stay in the lower cabin any longer, so when he had nothing to do, he would often walk around the ship, chatting and laughing with his crew members to relieve the depression that had accumulated in their hearts due to the long voyage.

"I'm wondering when we can get there." Jason answered honestly, licking his dry lips. "To be honest, I've been waiting for so long that my mouth is almost dry. I can't wait to find a place to stop and have a big meal!"

"I can't make the decision. You have to ask our guide." Lorne showed a helpless expression and pointed unhappily at the figure wearing a winged hat outside the cabin.

"What does it have to do with me? I told you before, I have never been to this damn place. It was you who insisted on dragging me on board." Hermes walked into the door, crying and complaining for himself.

As the true god of travelers, guiding and identifying directions are his main jobs, but he should at least be in mainland Greece, right?

Where is this? A chaotic sea where the concepts of time and space are completely disordered! The power of the Lord God is completely ineffective here!

Not to mention that he came, even if Chaos was dug out and tied to the boat as a guide dog, he would probably be at a loss.

Hearing Hermes's resentful complaint, Lorne spread his hands and said innocently: "I didn't say I wouldn't let you jump off the boat."

Hermes glanced at the endless chaotic waves outside the window, and his face suddenly turned dark.

Jumping off the boat? Here? Or you could just kill me.

Buzz!

Just as Hermes was complaining in his heart, the hull shook violently, the fluorite embedded in the cabin flickered, and even the defensive spells on the outside of the hull began to flicker.

"What's going on?" Loen's expression froze when he noticed the change.

Hermes seemed to have thought of something, and immediately rushed out of the captain's room, looked at the sea, and spoke excitedly.

"We seem to have broken out of the center of the Chaos Sea!"

"real?"

Upon hearing this, Loen immediately followed the sound to the deck and found that the chaotic masses squeezed on the sea were gradually becoming sparse, and the blowing space storm was gradually weakening. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed, and a hanging stone slowly fell to the ground.

According to Hermes' description, if the original [chaos] is compared to the [womb] that gives birth to all things, then the [chaos sea] is the amniotic fluid that carries [newborn] things, and the [worlds of the age of gods] that are born from it are like [follicles].

Although they originated from the chaos of [disorder], if they want to stabilize their existence and not be assimilated by chaos, they need to construct [order] world laws within themselves, and eventually grow into independent individuals with the passage of time.

This process is quite long and difficult, and the more perfect and powerful the gods are, the more difficult it is to produce them, and the rarer their numbers are.

What Loen wanted to find was the power to fight against Zeus, which was almost equivalent to fighting against the destiny of the entire Greek era.

Therefore, his destination must be another world of the Age of Gods that is no less in scale and potential than the Greek Age of Gods, which undoubtedly makes the Argo's journey very difficult.

To do this, everyone had to take great risks and go deep into the center of the Sea of Chaos.

After all, the harsher the environment, the stronger the life that is bred, and this is also true in the Age of Gods.

Fortunately, hard work pays off. After stumbling along the way and experiencing many life-threatening situations, they finally see the dawn of hope.

——The space storm in front has slowed down and the chaotic clusters have become fewer, which means that matter and laws are becoming stable.

——In other words, there is a high possibility that a new era of gods lies ahead!

"Raise the sails and speed up!"

Lorne clenched his fists and issued orders with a little excitement.

"Okay!" Jason nodded happily, put his hands on the rudder decisively, and started sailing at maximum horsepower.

"It looks like it won't be long before I can have breakfast on land." Hermes next to him couldn't help but exclaimed excitedly and celebrated in advance.

However, just as the Argo was moving forward rapidly, the hull suddenly shook violently, and a huge monster suddenly emerged from the dark sea.

So big!

Everyone was shocked when they looked at the white monster that filled their vision.

It was a giant squid-like chaotic sea monster that was nearly a kilometer long. Hundreds of pale and slimy tentacles rose from around its body and slammed hard at the Argo that collided with it.

Bang bang bang bang!

With a dull roar, the attacked Argo was thrown a hundred meters away. The Hermetic and Titan runes engraved on the deck, keel and side of the ship suddenly lit up in excitement, forming a magical barrier with flashing light patterns.

But the ferocious monster still refused to give in. Its tentacles stretched out from all sides, tightly wrapped around the Argo, and continued to shrink.

Strands of pale whiskers coiled around the light film of the magic defense spell, and densely packed suction cups squirmed their granulation-like valves, opening the small openings inside, revealing circles of inverted annular serrations, which were daunting and made people feel cold all over.

It seems that this giant monster living in the chaotic sea regarded the entire ship as its prey.

Crunch...

As the pale tentacles continued to twist and twitch, the defensive light film on the Argo's exterior was squeezed and deformed like a soap bubble, and teeth-grinding tremors of the ship's hull could be heard from all over.

"snort!"

Amid the cold nasal sound, Loen reacted, frowned, and the dead branch-like spear in his hand ignited with golden-red flames, transforming into a giant flaming spear that shot forward and cut off dozens of thick pale tentacles horizontally.

The Argo, which had been lifted up, was thus freed and returned to the sea.

"Why are you still standing there? Have some more food!"

Hearing the joking reminder in their ears, the Argonauts on the boat, who had been in a daze, instantly came to their senses and stared at the fat and strong Chaos Sea Monster like a group of hungry wolves.

It’s so big and fierce, it must be delicious!

"Go! Chop it up!"

"I want the whiskers! They're chewy and tasty, don't snatch them from me!"

"Where's the kitchen? Prepare the ingredients!"

Amidst the noisy shouting, the Argonauts drooled as they picked up their swords, shields, bows and arrows and launched an inhumane beating on the Chaos Sea Beast that had come to their doorstep.

We had been drifting in the center of the Chaos Sea for an unknown amount of time. We hadn't seen any living creatures, let alone the Age of Gods, and the supplies in the cabin had run out by the middle of the journey.

In order to avoid unnecessary consumption, Loen did not even dare to produce too much of the divine wine that he could produce and sell himself. The alcoholic Argonauts could only drink a small amount of stock mixed with the salty and bitter sea water.

Although these crew members with divine blood could resist hunger and thirst, they had endured such a long time and their hunger and thirst values were off the charts. When they saw such a big mobile barbecue coming to their doorstep, they couldn't wait to get their knives and forks and join the fight.

"Shoot a hundred of them!"

"Hymn to the Two Gods!"

"Dark Eclipse Sky Shot!"

Among the Argonauts, Hercules, the Spartan Twins, Atalanta and other main forces showed their unique skills one after another, while the rest of the heroes skillfully formed battle formations on the deck, pulling bows and arrows, throwing javelins, waving swords and shields, and greeting the tentacles that were sweeping and swinging in front of them.

Suddenly, blood splattered everywhere and a fishy smell filled the air.

"Hermes the Triple Great, the Starlight descends here..."

"God of witchcraft, oh, retrospect, resonance, and restraint..."

The spellcasters on the ship also raised their hands or wands and chanted the divine words of their respective factions.

As the starlight gathered and surged, the Argo's originally flickering magic barrier quickly stabilized under the superposition of the inverted triangle's alchemical formula, easily withstanding the repeated swinging of the tentacles.

As the Dark Moon Staff was swung, water tornadoes rose from the sea and crashed into the monster one after another, dragging out its half-hidden body under the water.

The primitive sea beasts that had lived in the chaotic sea for many years had never seen such a scene before. They were stunned in an instant, like a sea fish that fell on the beach, flapping its few remaining tentacles wildly.

"Haha, let me join in the fun!"

Seeing the giant squid being lifted up by the huge waves, Hermes couldn't help but feel itchy. He raised the Staff of Commerce and hummed solemnly.

In an instant, several short blades formed by wind pressure shot out, crisscrossing along the way, clearing out the remaining tentacles of the sea beast along the way, and then gathered into a light blue spiral beam of light in front of the monster's main body, rushing forward like a drill.

boom!

In an instant, the giant sea beast's main body exploded with a hole of flesh and blood dozens of meters long. Its magic core shattered and it fell into the sea with a wail, causing violent waves.

A strong smell of blood filled the air. The huge body of the sea monster floated miserably. Its white tentacles, which had been chopped off one after another and scattered across the sea, were still twitching as if they were dead.

Bang!

Just when everyone was relaxing a little, the ship shook violently again.

“Woo…”

Then, dull and violent screams came from all directions, and pale flesh whiskers emerged from the water and swept across the sky. Large shadows emerged and spread on the sea like thick ink.

Why is there more?

The heroes were startled and looked at the rolling sea in astonishment.

"It seems that sea animals like squids have the habit of living in groups?"

Loen searched the vast amount of knowledge in his mind and gave an answer, then an even more intense smile appeared on his face.

"Just in time. I was worried that one wouldn't be enough."

When everyone heard this, their fearful expressions were once again replaced by excitement.

"Fair competition, whoever kills it gets it!"

The heroes, whose greed was completely aroused, each awakened the divine patterns on their bodies, tightly grasped the divine weapons in their hands, and rushed into the Argo.

Hermes on the ship provided protection, allowing the Argonauts to easily take off and fight, and flexibly shuttle through the jungle of tentacles dancing on the sea.

Amidst the noisy shouts and growls, javelins, curse bullets, arrows... and other attacks were launched one after another towards the gathered sea beasts.

For a moment, the roar of explosions was endless, the tide of chaos surged and boiled, the giant squid-like sea beasts screamed angrily, and the smelly juice of the ink sacs was like sulfuric acid, spilling all around, sizzling with white smoke, forcing the hunting heroes to temporarily avoid the edge.

Moreover, there are even seven or eight leaders in the herd whose magic power reaches the level of gods, which makes hunting more difficult.

Even several heroes who advanced too recklessly were accidentally injured by it.

whoosh!

Just when the field was at a stalemate, a golden-red cross of flames flashed through the air with a sharp sound.

The raging fire burned all the tentacles along the way and hit the area where several sea beasts were gathered, then exploded into a rain of minced meat!

"It's been taking so long, I'm getting hungry."

Lorne rubbed his belly, which was also rumbling, and joked with a smile.

The heroes burst into laughter, and seeing that the battle was over, they quickly jumped into the Sea of Chaos and dragged the giant beast floating in the sea onto the deck, cheering excitedly.

"Cook! Cook!"

At this time, a petite figure with colorful wings and pink eyes came forward excitedly and volunteered to show off her skills:

"Cooking? Haha, I'm familiar with this, let me do it!"

However, the heroes took one look at each other and tacitly formed a circle, blocking the cook who volunteered to come outside.

Circe is a witch who is very good at potions and cooking, especially her oatmeal, which tastes absolutely first-rate.

But the prerequisite is that you can withstand the curse in the food.

When they first set out to sea, the Argonauts on the ship were ignorant of the situation and were bewitched by the witch's harmless smile, so they chose to let her take over the kitchen.

As a result, the itchy witch poured the messy potion into the soup pot, causing more than half of the fifty or so Argonauts at the dinner to turn into piglets.

The victims lay groaning in bed for three days until the effect of the drug wore off, then they gradually turned into human forms with their naked buttocks. From then on, they had serious psychological trauma from the food cooked by Circe.

From then on, Circe was strictly forbidden to approach the kitchen, and the piles of suspicious bottles and jars in her hands were handed over to the god of medicine for inspection and confiscated.

"Hey, what do you mean by this? Do you think highly of my craft?"

Seeing that everyone disliked her, Circe, who was stopped outside, waved her fists in protest.

However, the Argonauts, who had suffered enough, pretended not to hear and started looking for a new chef to prepare the sea beast.

"Medea and I will come. We have been busy for so long, it's time to celebrate."

Loen stepped forward and took the initiative to take on the task.

When the heroes heard this, they all smiled happily and tacitly moved the last bit of wine, seasonings and ingredients stored in the storage warehouse and gave them to the god of wine who had learned the cooking skills from the goddess of the hearth Hestia.

A few hours later, the noisy and turbulent chaotic sea became a little quieter. Giant sea beasts as big as hills were dismembered, and the most delicious parts of their bodies were taken away, leaving only the bloody torsos and internal organs floating miserably on the sea.

Along with a breeze, the strong aroma of barbecue and rich aroma of wine diluted the blood on the sea.

Sizzle…

On the deck of the Argo, the heroes were squatting in groups of three or five, drinking wine, chatting and playing finger-guessing games, or scooping up the brightly colored meat from the rich soup in the pot and devouring it with puffed cheeks. The atmosphere was quite lively.

As his stomach was warmed up, Jason skillfully took out fishing gear from the storage compartment, sat on the side of the boat and started fishing, and threatened that everyone should get some other kinds of seafood for a snack.

Hercules, the Spartan twins, Prince Calydon and other fighters also picked up javelins with great interest and stood by the side of the ship, looking for new targets.

Lorne in the kitchen glanced at the messy crowd, just smiled and did not stop them.

After sailing alone in the chaotic sea for so long, they were almost suffocated. It was a rare glimpse of hope, which was just the right time for them to relax and vent the accumulated physical and mental stress.

Anyway, unless there is a sudden battle or harsh environment, the hardworking puppets and dragon tooth soldiers on the ship are enough to keep the Argo operating normally.

After finishing the simple work in the kitchen, Loen, the god of feast, can finally put down his burden and enjoy the fruits of his labor.

After tasting a few pieces of quite delicious sea beast meat, he picked up two special desserts from the stove, walked up to the observation tower, and handed them to Atalanta who was on guard.

Atalanta looked at the novel food on the crystal tray, which was sprinkled with diced fruit, raisins and soaked in yogurt, and asked in surprise.

"What's this?"

"Fruit milkshake, I made it specially for you, would you like to try it?"

After hearing the teacher's suggestion, Atalanta immediately scooped a spoonful from the crystal cup into her mouth out of curiosity. The slightly sour yogurt, combined with the sweetness of the fruit and a hint of sea salt for the ultimate freshness, made Atalanta's emerald eyes light up, and the cat ears on both sides trembled slightly with a hint of joy.

Suddenly, the body organ that unintentionally acted as an emotion sensor was touched by a mischievous claw and began to be rubbed and kneaded.

"teacher!"

Atalanta, who was caught off guard, froze and her hair stood on end. She couldn't help but protest to the culprit next to her.

"Eat my food and let me touch it. That's fair."

Lorne answered with a smile, and moved his hand towards Atalanta's cat ears without any hesitation.

The female hunter corrected her somewhat frantically, trying to maintain her dignity as a follower of the Goddess of Hunting:

"Lion! This is the symbol of the lion!"

"Lions are also cats." Loen answered indifferently. His right hand unknowingly slid to the smooth chin of the cat girl disciple and scratched it lightly with his flexible five fingers.

"Hmm~~" Atalanta closed her eyes unconsciously and let out a comfortable moan.

The pair of ears on top of his head, which were originally erected to maintain alertness, gradually relaxed and became relaxed, and the tips of the ears were still trembling slightly with the movements of Lorne's hands.

This situation is easy to judge for professional cat petters, as it means that the cat is in an extremely happy mood at this moment.

So, even though you say no with your mouth, your body is still pretty obedient, meow.

While Lorne was grinning in his heart, he continued to touch the sensitive parts of this domestic cat girl.

Thanks to the rich experience and skillful techniques of a certain unscrupulous teacher, Atalanta soon could not hold out and her body almost turned into a puddle of mud.

A cool breeze blew by, and some of the loose dresses fluttered, revealing the hunter's crystal skin and slightly green fruit.

Looking at the delicate white skin that seemed as soft as a baby's and the flushed cheeks, Loen unconsciously moved closer, and his dry throat began to move.

There's no way, a little kitten like this is too delicious and is destined to be eaten.

Atalanta seemed to have foreseen her fate. She bit her moist lips and closed her eyes tighter.

Just as Lorne was about to enjoy his meal, a noisy sound was heard on the deck.

"Look ahead!"

"What is that? A huge black mass, and it won't move?"

"Land! We found land!"

Hearing this, Atalanta, who was acting as an observer, suddenly jumped up from the ground, opened her eyes and looked far ahead, trying to pretend to be looking for a target.

Knowing that the kitten would not get any food today, Loen stood up angrily and looked towards the sea following the cheers.

In the distance, a vague solid outline came into view, with undulating terrain that looked like mountains.

It’s land for sure!

Loen nodded slightly, then his face turned dark. He looked at the dark blue frost mist and red flames that lingered above the earth, as well as the huge void chasm in the center with a strange spring of water constantly flowing, and couldn't help muttering.

Where did this come from? Is this still the Age of Egyptian Gods?

It doesn’t seem right…

(End of this chapter)