Chapter 78 Don't Send Me Away, We Can Win (Completed with 8k Daily)

On the vast sea, the beastly waves retreated, and the human counterattack began.

Seeing the situation reversed, the three Siren sisters, who smelled danger all around, did not bother to pacify the chaotic beast tide around them. They immediately stirred the divinity and divine blood in their bodies, opened their mouths and sang loudly towards the sky, calling for their own troops.

“Laaaa!!!”

Upon hearing the command, the Sirens with human faces and bird bodies immediately turned around regardless of everything and gathered in the airspace around the three Siren sisters to guard their monarch, the source of their bloodline.

"Enemy! Enemy!"

"alert!"

"Protect!"

Accompanied by the chirping noises, the Sirens who had already locked onto their target from the air flapped their wings and formed a group to rush towards the dozens of Minoan warships that were infiltrating the center of the beast tide.

Under the instigation of these divine blood clansmen, strong winds blew around and huge waves hit the bow of the ship.

However, at the bow of each Minoan warship, there was an oak carving of a goddess' head engraved with a protective spell, emitting a sacred glow, which withstood the invasion of wind and waves and allowed the ship to move forward steadily.

In addition to being the god of wisdom, craftsmanship, and military power, Athena is also the god who first taught humans how to build ships, and therefore has the authority to protect sailors.

However, these goddess statues on the Minoan warships were, after all, dead objects endowed with spirituality, and most of them had only experienced naval battles with other city-states.

Faced with the extreme weather caused by a large group of Sirens, the warships built by mortals gradually became unable to bear it. The light of the goddess's elephant emblem was constantly compressed, and muffled sounds came from the ship's planks as they could not bear the heavy weight.

Gradually, the fleet's speed slowed down.

“Eat it!”

“Eat it!”

“Eat them!”

Seeing that the fleet was obstructed and the divine power protecting the ship was on the verge of dissipating, the Sirens in the sky immediately revealed their ferocious nature and swooped down towards the ship in groups.

They showed their sharp claws and tried to tear the sails of the warships, break the wooden masts, and cut open the chests of the enemies on the deck.

"Prepare five sections of etiquette spells to cover the fleet's infiltration!"

On the top of the fortress, Princess Ariadne, who was given the golden scepter by King Minos before he left, saw this situation and decisively took over the position of the eldest prince and took charge of the command on the battlefield.

As one of the few core people who knew the plan, the high priest who stayed on the island was responsible for making up for any unexpected situations.

After all, although Crete is currently the top force in the Mediterranean, with more than a dozen demigods of all sizes, their strengths are uneven. Only four of them can be considered top-notch: King Minos, Lorne, little Medusa, and Princess Ariadne, who serves as the high priestess of the temple.

Including the bronze giant Talos who was reserved by King Minos, there are only five high-end combat forces on the coastal defense line who can influence the outcome of the war.

Therefore, as the battle situation changes, each of them has their own tasks to undertake.

At this time, the priests and priests took the magic potion during the rest period and gradually recovered some strength. They followed the call of the high priestess, propped up their bodies, raised their hands high, and chanted ancient hymns.

As the singing hymns gathered in the air and transformed into a golden stream of light, Princess Ariadne, standing in the center, raised her bird-winged scepter and waved it forward.

In an instant, hundreds of owls with brown wings appeared from the light stream above the fortress, flapping their wings and chirping, tearing through the clouds in groups and flying towards the sea.

The violent wind blew from the island to the sea, blowing the fleet's sails high and pushing the ships to full speed.

At the same time, these owls born from the light flew over the fleet, raised their sharp claws, opened their hard pointed beaks, and pounced on the sirens blocking their way.

As a bird of prey, the owl is a symbol of wisdom and is the sacred bird of the goddess Athena.

They serve at the forefront of light, guard the battlefield at night, and have the function of hunting filth and bringing victory.

Along with the cold and clear chirping of birds and the painful and angry screams of women, golden and black feathers fell from the sky like petals lining the road to welcome the victor to his triumphal journey.

The personal army of the three Siren sisters was intercepted and the route was unobstructed. King Minos jumped onto the deck to meet up with the Divine Blood Guards, and used the warship as a stepping stone to adjust his breathing, restore his magic power, and wait for the final battle.

At this moment, hundreds of meters away, Loen squinted his eyes and looked at the surging colorful undercurrent on the left side of the bow as if he had sensed something.

There's something!

He immediately drew his longbow, pulled the bowstring to its full extent, and shot out a golden arrow that was ready to be launched.

“Buzz!”

With a faint thunder, a golden stream of light appeared in an instant, and a ball of golden-red blood exploded underwater.

Immediately afterwards, a demigod-level Lamia with only half of its body left surfaced, and was then crushed into a pool of minced meat by a passing warship.

Suddenly, hundreds of Lamias gathered in the nearby waters saw the fate of their new leader, screamed in fear, and scattered like birds and beasts.

Is this all you can endure?

Minos, standing at the bow, completed his pre-battle breathing exercises, opened his golden eyes, a cold sneer appeared on his old face, and he raised his arm and shouted while holding a bronze spear in his hand.

"Give up your defense, move forward at full speed, and watch me kill them!"

Upon hearing the king's order, the well-trained God's Blood Guards immediately cut off the power supply to the ship's defense spells and fully activated the magic circle that could be used for acceleration.

For a moment, dozens of warships with flashing light patterns were like lions entering a flock of sheep, plowing a path mixed with blood and limbs in the chaotic tide of beasts, heading straight for the core where the three Siren sisters were.

As they got closer and closer to the center of the beast tide, Loen, who fell behind the fleet, could even see the terrified and distorted expressions on the faces of the three Siren sisters.

Too aggressive!

Looking at King Minos at the bow who couldn't wait to fight the enemy, Loen felt even more uneasy and subconsciously looked around the entire battlefield.

At this time, in front of the Crete beach, the bronze giant Talos was suppressing the Great Whirlpool Charybdis and beating him hard;

On the vast sea surface to the left rear, the little Gorgon Medusa was fighting fiercely with the six-headed, twelve-legged Scylla. With her excellent talent and the [Bronze Serpent Armor] given by Athena, she had the upper hand and was slowly wearing away the divinity and life of the deep-sea monster.

On the fortress, Princess Ariadne, who was in charge of the rear support, continued to chant a new round of ritual spells, constantly calling the name of Athena, and joined forces with the temple's priests to weaken and suppress the sea divinity of the three Siren sisters;

Not far away, the original Lamia with a pierced heart was hanging miserably on the wall...

Loen turned his eyes and looked at the Divine Blood Clan who were almost collapsing and unable to form an obstacle nearby, as well as the chaotic beast tide nearby, and came to a clear conclusion in his mind.

Things are going smoothly and everything is moving in the right direction.

but……

It seemed that things were going too smoothly.

Loen frowned deeply, and quietly pulled back a distance again, his thoughts running rapidly in his brain.

Ask yourself, if he were Poseidon, he would always want to annex Crete.

Well, before falling out, he would definitely carefully investigate the specific situation and combat capability level of the Minoans.

The more detailed the better!

King Minos, as the lord of Crete and with whom Poseidon had an old grudge, was undoubtedly the focus of attention.

Coupled with the ambiguous attitude of the king of gods Zeus, what kind of cards King Minos holds may not be a secret to Poseidon, who has been plotting for a long time.

At the moment, the only variables are him and little Medusa, the two demigods who appeared unexpectedly.

What if this interference factor is eliminated from the battlefield?

Six top demigod sirens faced off against King Minos and Princess Ariadne, two demigods of similar level, and the quasi-god bronze giant Talos.

Six to three, it seems that the advantage is in my hands.

But the problem is, Poseidon has been planning for so long, what he wants is not the advantage for me! But a sure win!

Moreover, as the son of the god king Zeus and goddess consort Europa, and the future head of the three judges of the underworld, King Minos and the bronze giant Talos are no longer at a level that a demigod can defeat.

If the Temple of Poseidon wants to accomplish its goal in one fell swoop, six top demigod sirens alone will not be enough.

unless……

Loen looked at the beast tide that, even though it was completely defeated, still went against its survival instinct and did not swim back to the inland sea. A thunderclap rang in his mind.

Suddenly, he realized some decisive factor that Poseidon might use. His face changed drastically and he flew back. At the same time, he pulled off a bird feather accessory on his chest that could be used for communication and shouted a warning to the activated light pattern.

"Retreat! Gods!"

"There may be gods joining the battle on the other side!"

At the same time, King Minos, who was standing at the bow of the ship, was shocked. He pressed down the resonating golden bird feather accessory on his chest and looked gloomily at the three Sirens who had exhausted their divine power and were almost at the end of their rope a hundred meters away.

The gods... maybe...

“Crack!”

With a crisp sound of shattering, King Minos made up his mind, raised his hand and tore off the bird feather pendant on his chest, then gripped the bronze spear tightly, jumped up from the deck, and rushed forward like an old lion that had found its prey on the grassland.

Looking at the bird feather pendant in his hand that was cracking at the same time, and King Minos in front of him who was doing the opposite, holding a spear and rushing towards the three Sirens alone, Loen was stunned and shocked.

But then, he immediately figured out the reason why King Minos did this.

It's just a possibility...

If we let go at this point and lose this opportunity, allowing the beast tide to catch their breath and regroup, there is no telling how many casualties and variables there will be on the island of Crete.

And this time, King Minos has put all his cards on the line.

If he stops just because of a small possibility, then when the opponent is ready for another round, his chances of winning will be even slimmer.

After hundreds of years of patience, he no longer wanted to wait, nor could he afford to wait.

Moreover, even if gods really joined the battle, he must seize this hard-won opportunity.

Because only by dealing with the three Siren sisters who control the beast tide in advance and weakening the threat from the sea as much as possible, and waiting for the gods to really take action, will Crete have a chance to resist.

Otherwise, with five top demigods plus the gods that were killed, Crete would have no chance of winning.

So, the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.

No matter how dangerous this move was, he had no choice.

Perhaps, this is the sadness of being a weak person...

Under Loen's mixed gaze, King Minos leaped forward alone and pushed the divine power in his body to the extreme. His gray hair and beard were dyed golden by the surging divine power.

——Athena, please grant me the power of a hundred victories!

Accompanied by silent prayers, King Minos was like a dazzling golden comet, wrapped in a sky full of golden thunder, smashing into the three Siren sisters in the center of the beast tide.

Facing the shadow of death looming over their heads, the three seated sirens frantically swung their tails with pale faces, straining their throats desperately to utter the highest notes.

“Aaaaa!!!”

For a moment, gold and jade were shattered, and stones were broken.

The sea beasts and divine blood warriors within hundreds of meters nearby wailed in pain, and a few with weaker resistance even had their skulls exploded, gushing out red and white fluid.

Obviously, this has gone beyond the scope of singing and is instead a method similar to converting sound waves into an attack.

For the Sirens who pursue the art of music, this is undoubtedly a great betrayal and humiliation.

But at this moment, the three Sirens had long lost the desire to pursue the matter and their former elegance and composure.

"puff!"

King Minos, disturbed by the sound waves, felt dizzy. The spear wrapped in lightning changed direction and stabbed heavily into the whale under the three Sirens, and golden-red blood gushed out.

"thump!"

At the same time, with a crisp sound of falling into the water, the three Siren sisters jumped into the sea in unison, and then quickly swam their colorful tails towards the deep seabed and the farther inland sea, without looking back, and directly abandoned the large group stranded on the sea.

It was as if they were fleeing from some terrible beast.

Without the bewitching song of the Sirens, the sea beasts gathered around also panicked and tried to turn around and break through the blockade of the Minoan fleet and return to the inland sea where they originally lived.

But it's too late!

A horrifying movement came from beneath him. King Minos stiffly lowered his head and looked at his hands that were covered in bloodstains, and the bronze spear that was shattered from bottom to top.

"roar……"

Accompanied by a low roar of awakening from a long sleep, the vast ocean filled with sea beasts and warships was instantly crushed and torn apart, and a huge abyss mouth covered with ring-shaped serrations emerged from the sea, frantically sucking the ether in the air.

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

After a moment, streaks of light emerged on the slippery scales and gathered into a fin-shaped halo, lifting the oversized monster from the deep sea.

A half-snake, half-fish deep-sea monster that stretches for hundreds of miles reveals its hideous outline.

At this moment, Minos looked at the [Mountain Whale] under his feet. His golden eyes met the pair of yellow-brown snake-like vertical pupils on the monster's head. The chill from his soul instantly spread all over his body.

——The mother of all monsters, Ketuo.

——The unpredictable sea is the embodiment of danger to mankind, and a symbol of unknown land and strange creatures.

What was released from the depths of the Oceanus Sea was not just a god, but a genuine ancient demon!

"roar!"

At this moment, aware of the noise on the sea and the foreign object stepping on her head, the half-snake, half-fish Mother of Monsters vibrated the fins on both sides in anger, and rays of light appeared and focused around her body. The surging tides of magic power gathered towards the center frantically, forming ether vortices visible to the naked eye.

"run!"

Seeing this, Loen rushed to the side without hesitation, turned around, grabbed the little Medusa who was fighting with Scylla on the sea, and dived into the water.

At almost the same time, hundreds of colorful light bands crossed the sea.

No matter ships, sea monsters, high walls or buildings, they all melted away in this brilliant and ferocious light.

I won't divide the big chapters. I'll make up 8k today.

I will continue tomorrow and write as much as I can.

(End of this chapter)