Chapter 212 Your wife is in my hands!
The once dull and silent Field of Truth is now bustling with activity.
The Dreaming Gods, each with black wings on their backs, transformed into various forms of humans, objects, or beasts, and nervously searched inch by inch on this plain full of daffodils from the underworld.
The three leading dream gods, Morpheus the Shaper, Phantasus the Illusionist, and Phoebetor the Terrorist, all had bruised faces and ragged clothes, and looked around with suspicious eyes.
At the slightest sign of trouble, they couldn't help but stand back to back and summon their respective magical weapons as if facing a powerful enemy.
Obviously, this is a stress response after being beaten.
Soon, after realizing that this was yet another panic-stricken misunderstanding, the three of them looked at each other awkwardly, distanced themselves slightly, and cursed a certain felon in the underworld in their hearts.
At first, Morpheus the Shaper and Phantasus the Illusionist, who rushed to the scene upon hearing the noise, laughed harshly at Phoebetor the Terror's dusty appearance.
As a result, not long after, the two Dream Gods who underestimated the enemy and acted rashly suffered the same fate as their brothers.
Moreover, even if they were careful, they still could not escape the fate of being beaten.
That bastard is not only ruthless, but also has a ruthless heart. When he sees a lot of people, he runs away immediately. When they get away from him and catch up with him separately, he turns around and beats up the lone one.
As a result, the three dream gods who led the team did not dare to split up their forces easily. They could only stay together and search every area of Narcissus Plain one by one.
Although this clumsy method has greatly slowed down the search progress, the strategy of advancing step by step is gradually narrowing the suspicious scope, forcing that guy, who is more slippery than a loach, into a limited activity area.
But this time it won't be so easy for them to escape.
The three dream gods looked back at Hypnos, the god of sleep, hanging in the air behind them, and felt relieved. They continued to wave their hands, signaling the three thousand dream gods to check the last suspicious area.
At this moment, Loen and the other two, who were hiding in the tall grass using camouflage magic, were also cursing inwardly as they looked at the pursuers approaching from all directions.
The twin gods of the underworld, not only bully the weak, but also bring all the dream gods under their command to go out together. This is really a bit too much.
"What now?"
Thetis stopped the recovery magic, glanced at Lorne, and then looked behind her unconsciously.
After leading the way, shouldn’t a friend also shine and make some contributions?
Sisyphus, who was alertly observing his surroundings, suddenly felt a chill for no reason.
"It's not the right time yet..."
Lorne shook his head and stopped Thetis from selling out his teammates.
We have just arrived at the Garden of Truth and don’t even know where Adonis is.
If you are so anxious to throw away your cards, you won't have any bait to use when you encounter a more dangerous situation in the future.
Then, he glanced at the Dream Gods who were constantly advancing towards this hiding place, as well as the three Dream Gods and the God of Sleep Hypnos who were monitoring the entire situation from the outside. He quietly clenched the Spear of Nation-Building in his hand, his brain working rapidly.
As one of the twin gods of the underworld, Hypnos also has a record of hypnotizing Zeus. His combat power is basically comparable to that of several main gods of Olympus who are not very strong.
If you fight hard, you may not win.
But not being able to brush Hypnos doesn’t mean that the whole field is filled with Hypnos.
Whether it is the Three Dream Gods or other Dream Gods, in Loen's opinion, they are just at the level of super soldiers and miscellaneous soldiers. As long as they are not dragged down, they can easily break through the blockade of these guys.
After making up his mind, divine power surged in Loen's body. The tremendous strength of the bull, the destructiveness of the boar, and the incredible speed of the goat suddenly burst forth in his body.
The surging tide of power was like awakening a terrifying evil beast, and it rushed straight towards "The Terrible" Phoebustor with great momentum.
Looking at the rapidly expanding phantom of the monster in front of him, Fobertor, who was the first to be hit, felt his scalp tingling and was filled with grief and anger.
Fuck, why me again?
If Loen could hear it at this moment, he would definitely explain the reason.
There's no other way. I have to pick the softest persimmons. That's what you taught me.
“Stop them!”
Seeing that there was no escape, Phoebus roared and rushed forward with his Nightmare Gods.
Then……
Then, he and thousands of the Dream Whispering Gods were scattered all over the sky.
But at the same time, Hypnos also responded, leading the other two dream gods to surround the center together.
"run!"
However, Loen did not hesitate to fight, and directly took Thetis and Sisyphus and rushed out through the torn gap.
I'm here to do my job, not to fight to the death with the gods of the underworld.
As long as we can successfully break through, we will win!
Hypnos failed again, but there was no sign of anger on his face. He spoke to comfort his dusty subordinates of the Dreaming God clan.
"Don't worry, they can't run away..."
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A few hours later, Lorne, who was lying in the grass, raised his head, looked at the lavender sky above and the dense phosphorescence floating around him, and couldn't help but feel a headache.
——Dreamland.
The great barrier set up by the god of sleep Hypnos and the three thousand dream-talking gods can blur the real world and illusion, pulling people into dreams and eternal sleep, leaving them at their mercy.
Loen has the blessing of the sixth incarnation [Flame], which can help himself and his two teammates resist the constant sleepiness around them, but he cannot walk out of the Narcissus Plain shrouded in [Dreamland].
So, although he successfully broke through, he was still running around in a hurry.
The gods who can influence Zeus are indeed not so easy to deal with.
I miscalculated...
Loen tapped his forehead in annoyance to dispel the drowsiness in his mind, then turned his head and looked at Sisyphus beside him.
or……
“A-choo!”
The Son of the God of Wind, who was yawning, suddenly started awake and lost all sleepiness, sneezing loudly.
Forget it, if I encounter Hypnos, I have to throw the trump card. What if I encounter Hades, the god of the underworld, or Hecate, the master, who is even stronger? How can I play this card?
Loen shook his head and suppressed the urge to sell out his teammates, trying hard to restore the exhausted divine power in his body.
After continuous high-intensity fights, and even using three superimposed powers at once, his divine power was almost gone.
At this time, Thetis next to him also cast healing and recovery magic, trying to replenish blood and mana for the C position dad among the three.
Sisyphus, who is good at running but has basically zero output, can only consciously stand guard outside and act as a sentry.
However, the relentless army of the underworld will obviously not give them the chance to slowly recover.
In less than half an hour, Sisyphus sensed from afar that Hypnos, the god of sleep, was leading the three gods of dreams to follow him.
"Hurry, they are catching up!"
As Sisyphus hurriedly gave the warning, one ox-horn door after another opened in the lavender sky, and the Dreaming Gods, wearing armor and holding swords, shields, bows and arrows, and javelins, came out one after another, filling the surrounding space.
Legend has it that there are two gates in the dreamland. The one that comes out of the ivory gate is a false dream, while the one that comes out of the ox horn gate is a real dream.
Obviously, in order to form a team to kill Loen, the elite monster running around, the entire dreamland has mobilized its forces.
While Loen was secretly criticizing the stubborn god of sleep in his heart, his eyes flickered faintly.
If I remember correctly, Hypnos' future legal wife was one of the three Graces.
At that time, the Trojan War entered its most tragic stage. In order to help the Greeks, the goddess Hera ordered Hypnos to hypnotize Zeus. But at first Hypnos did not dare to hypnotize the king of gods. Hera then promised that after the success, she would give him a young goddess of beauty as his wife, so Hypnos followed Hera's order.
In the end, Hypnos got the beauty after being beaten up by Zeus.
Okay, okay, you must fight me to the death, right?
Looking at the aggressive dream army, Loen forced himself to muster up his somewhat languishing spirit and prepared to break out again, while gnashing his teeth and secretly sending Hypnos the unique Minotaur blessing of Crete.
——One of the three Graces, right? Your future wife is gone!
“Buzz!”
At this moment, a dull rumbling sound came from under Loen's feet, and three figures fell into a dark crack in the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the soil began to move, the cracks healed, and even the broken flowers and plants grew back to their original state.
The Dreaming Gods who arrived later crossed the grass without noticing and continued to advance.
Everything seemed as if nothing had happened.
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At the same time, in a dark underground tunnel, Loen held up the Spear of Nation-building and pointed it vigilantly at the corner ahead.
"Who? Come out!"
"No... don't be afraid... it's... it's me..."
Along with a stuttering and dull voice, a tall figure with black horns and muscular body, dragging a long-handled battle axe, walked out from the dark corner. His beast-like scarlet eyes stared at the ground, revealing the embarrassment of a child meeting an adult.
Seeing the figure appear in front of him, Luo En couldn't help but be slightly stunned and called out the other person's name.
"Asterios?"
(End of this chapter)
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